"How's it going, sir? Grandma wants to depose Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao?"

That night, when the young master Huan returned to the mansion wearing stars and moonlight, a beautiful lady came over from the backyard and asked expectantly.

Juan sighed: "No, grandma said, now I have to rely on those immortals to defend the city in the Western Zhou Dynasty, so don't say there is no problem. Even if they really have problems, they cannot be dismissed at this time. Feng Lai, please wait patiently.

Wait, wait until the Yin merchants stop attacking us, and then we will find a way to get rid of the trouble and kill the donkey."

The beautiful woman's face was slightly stiff, and she asked eagerly: "But when will the Yin Shang Dynasty let go of their desire to kill me, Xiqi?"

Juan stretched out his hand to take her into his arms and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, when the Yin Shang Dynasty finds that they can't do anything to us, they will acquiesce to our existence and will no longer raise troops to attack."

The beautiful woman looked sad, but she didn't say anything more.

Third watch time.

After a heart-wrenching battle, the beautiful woman quietly blew smoke into the fat man lying next to her. Juan's eyelids suddenly became heavy, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately, a ray of colorful light flew out from the head of the beautiful woman, circled around the room, penetrated the window, and quickly disappeared into the Xiqi sky...

Sishui Pass.

Inside the city gate tower.

Wen Zhong, who had just returned from Chaoge not long ago, was sitting in the main hall wearing armor. There was a teapot and two tea bowls on the table in front of him, as if he was waiting for someone.

A ray of colorful light suddenly came through the door, and appeared in front of the old master, Hu Ximei's face, and said in a serious voice: "Huan has entered the game. As long as the confrontation lasts for a while, and you lead the army to leave, he will be able to attack Jiang Ziya and

Shen Gongbao made an attack."

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

Wen Zhong picked up the teapot and poured clear tea soup into the tea bowl in front of him: "Please drink tea, Madam."

The pheasant spirit didn't show any politeness, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then looked into Wen Zhong's eyes and asked, "Is Xuanyuan Lan dead?"

Wen Zhong nodded: "He is dead and was killed by me myself."

Pheasant Spirit breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Once Xuanyuan Lan dies, our rear area will be stable. Old Master, I'm going back."

"Please be careful and take care of yourself." Wen Zhong said.

When these words were spoken, the old master felt very strange.

If it weren't for this special period, if some evildoer dared to confuse the king, he would have attacked him long ago...

In this way, more than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the old master led his army to the outside of Xiqi City. Looking at the city wall wrapped in golden lotus flowers, he sighed quietly: "God won't help me!"

Jiang Ziya stood on the top of the city and looked down at the other party: "Those who have gained the Tao will have many help, while those who have lost the Tao will have little help. The Yin Shang Dynasty has lost its royal power. No matter how hard you try, you will not be able to change its destiny."

The old master shook his head, looking frustrated: "Jiang Ziya, you win."

After saying that, he tightened the reins in his hands, controlled Mo Qilin to turn around, and led the army to retreat slowly.

"Prime Minister, are they retreating?" Nangong Shi, the general of the Western Zhou Dynasty, came to Jiang Ziya and asked, suppressing his excitement.

Jiang Ziya said slowly: "It looks like."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nearby soldiers cheered, and then the news quickly spread to the entire Xiqi as if it had wings.

That night.

King Wu Jikao held a banquet in the palace for the immortals. In front of countless top dignitaries of the Western Zhou Dynasty, he toasted to the immortals one by one to thank them for their great contribution to protecting Xiqi.

After three rounds of drinking.

Jiang Ziya suddenly suggested that Ji Kao summon eight hundred princes to attack Yin Zhou.

He believed that if there was no big goal to unite the princes and give them a reason to fight together, then some powerful princes might become self-reliant and think that if Xiqi can do it, they can do it too.

By then, dozens of kings might appear from the eight hundred princes.

Ji Kao felt that this was very reasonable, but before he could agree, Tai Ren directly rejected it.

The reasons for taking office are: to rest with the people and accumulate national strength; not to be overbearing and to implement the king's way.

This Western Zhou Dynasty belongs to the Ji family after all, and the grandmother has the highest status in the Ji family.

With the word of filial piety at the forefront, King Wu Jikao had to obey orders, so the counterattack was abandoned.

Among the immortals.

Qin Yao raised his head and glanced at the old grandmother of the Ji family who was sitting on the throne, thoughtfully...

When the external danger is removed, it’s time for internal problems to come to the fore!

In the blink of an eye, two days later.

It was dusk, and the sun was shining brightly, reflecting the blue bricks and green tiles on the Yamen into golden color.

Wearing official robes and official boots, Jiang Ziya strode out of the main entrance of the Yamen, but his heart was filled with clouds. In the end, he didn't even return to the mansion and went straight to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.

"Senior brother."

"Prime Minister."

Shao Qing, in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, looked at the two people who came to greet them. Jiang Ziya nodded and said, "The Dragon King is here too."

Uncle Jiu said with a smile: "I can't help you with national affairs, so I feel uncomfortable staying in the political hall, so I came to chat with the national master."

"Don't mention it." Jiang Ziya sighed: "I have lost my power."

"Loss of power?" Uncle Jiu suppressed his smile, responded, and immediately looked at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao looked indifferent and said: "When the river dries up, the bridge will be useless."

Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly and said: "I suspect this is related to the fact that I proposed to crusade against the Yin Shang Dynasty. The old lady was afraid that I would control the power and would promote this matter."

"Maybe someone is causing trouble." Qin Yao said.

Jiang Ziya's heart moved: "Shang Jun's plan?"

"Senior brother, do you think Grand Master Wen is the kind of person who would give up easily?" Qin Yao asked.

Jiang Ziya suddenly felt enlightened and said with his hands: "Yes, I just feel like something is wrong. In my impression, Wen Zhong should be unyielding."

"If nothing else happens, next, they will try every means to intensify the internal conflicts in the Western Zhou Dynasty and try to disintegrate the new regime from within." Qin Yao said.

Jiang Ziya quickly understood what he meant and said: "They will support one person and split the Ji family!"

Qin Yao said: "For them, this is the most time-saving and labor-saving way."

"Junior brother, do you have any clever ideas to solve this problem?"

"Yes." Qin Yao smiled and said in a low voice: "Use the trick..."

The next day.

Jiang Ziya asked King Wu Ji Kao to resign on the grounds that Wen Zhong had withdrawn his army and Xiqi was in peace.

From top to bottom, the Ji family thought that he was retreating in order to counterattack Tai Ren's attempt to evade power. However, Jiang Ziya refused three times, and the last time, he gave up the phase belt without waiting for King Wu's response.

All the fame and fortune that came, left in style.

When Ji Kao discovered that Jiang Ziya had left, he immediately went to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, hoping that the Imperial Preceptor could bring the Prime Minister back.

However, what made his heart sinking was that as Jiang Ziya left, Shen Gongbao and those Chanmen immortals also disappeared without a trace. There were no more immortals in Xiqi...

"Grandma is satisfied?"

After returning to the palace, Ji Kao came to Tai Ren and asked with a dejected face.

Tai Ren said in a deep voice: "I never thought of forcing them away, and evading the power of the prime minister was just a test, but I didn't expect their reaction to be so violent."

Ji Kao boldly looked into her eyes and asked, "What do you want to test?"

"Test Jiang Shang to see if he has the heart of a minister." Tai Ren said.

Ji Kao took a deep breath and said, "Who said something to you?"

Tai Ren: "It doesn't matter who said it... What is the heart of a minister? It means being submissive and obeying orders. Judging from his behavior, Jiang Ziya does not have the heart of a powerful minister, but he also does not have the mentality of a minister."

Ji Kao smiled bitterly and said: "Grandma is confused! Jiang Ziya, like Shen Gongbao, are not our ministers, but our collaborators. Whether the prime minister or the national advisor, they seem to be under the king, but they are not our Ji family

's ministers."

Tai Ren: "..."

Chaoge.

Taishi Mansion.

The ghost of a palace maid stepped on the moon and landed outside the study. She bowed and said, "Zhan Juan pays homage to the Grand Master."

In the study, Wen Zhong was sitting on the imperial chair with no intention of getting up, let alone letting him in: "But is there any news from Xiqi?"

In terms of delivering news, even the 800-mile express was not as fast as these fox ghosts and monsters, so Zhanjuan became the information bridge between him and Daji...

"yes."

Zhan Juan responded: "The ancestor of the Ji family, Tai Ren, listened to Huan's words and emptied Jiang Ziya's power, causing the other party to give up his position and leave with the immortals of Xiqi."

"Shen Gongbao also left?" Wen Zhong confirmed.
To be continued...