Chapter 585 Coaxing a Child and Coaxing a Child

Does the old Shang King really want to kill Ji Dan?

Li Pingan had just woken up and was still seriously injured, so he sent guards to carry him to the audience!

Li Pingan, who was already a little irritated because of the sudden pressure from the Transcendent Master, almost used a thunderbolt to help Zi Shou ascend the throne in advance.

Fortunately, he still had some reason.

He had just started to lay out the plan in Shangdu, and now he had no time to do anything if the old Shang King died.

Li Pingan's little soul took a small book and drew a line for the Shang King.

When the full positive character was collected, it was time for him to take action.

Fortunately, these guards carried the soft couch without wandering around, and Ji Dan's wounds did not break open, and he was successfully sent to the Shang King's bedroom.

Before entering, he heard the sound of brisk music coming from inside.

The immortal consciousness can see the golden splendor of this place. The ground is paved with flat cut stones, and the pillars everywhere, the wooden structure of the roof, and all the furniture that can be seen are plated with gold.

Rare spiritual stones in the mortal world have become embellishments here, emitting a faint spiritual aura;

Various reliefs and micro-carvings that look simple in style but actually require mortals to use extremely high-level craftsmanship to carve add a little artistic atmosphere to this place.

This is the bedroom of the King of Shang. In the middle of the hall is a pool with a faint mist. There are more than a dozen charming women in the pool, each of them is drunk, with almost no clothes on their bodies or only wearing some light gauze.

The white-haired King of Shang, Di Yi, is lying quietly on the bed at this moment, with a ruddy face and an intoxicated expression. Several women wearing simple silk and cloth strips are leaning against him.

The guards bowed their heads and placed the soft couch in the corner of Huachi, then bowed their heads to salute and turned to leave.

A woman slowly got up from the pool, scooped a cup of "bath water" from the pool with a wine jar, and sent it to Di Yi.

Emperor Yi was a bit drunk, and drank the wine in a daze, and his palms ravaged the women wantonly.

Li Pingan: ...

Good guy, this is a pool of wine and a forest of meat, and these women are soaked in low-concentration wine.

If we talk about how to have fun, it is these ordinary emperors whose lifespan cannot exceed 100 years who know how to have fun - 100 years for human emperors is limited by heaven.

These beautiful concubines are only higher than maids and slaves in the palace;

They are the playthings of the King of Shang, and there is no chance of becoming concubines. Even if those concubines are old and ugly, they have their own aristocratic forces behind them.

This is also a common way for the imperial power to consolidate its own rule.

Li Pingan lay there motionless, pretending to be drowsy with his small body, thinking in his heart what this old guy meant by bringing him here.

Want to drown the fourth son of Xibohou in the pool?

Li Pingan thought of the end of Bo Yikao in the script of Fengshen, and his heart was quite calm.

"Your Majesty," a charming voice sounded, "Why are you calling a child over here?"

"Hmm?"

The drunken old King Shang looked up and found the figure of little Ji Dan in a corner.

"Is he here... Go and bring him here."

Two beautiful concubines swam out of the pool, put on a veil, walked to the soft couch, lifted little Ji Dan's head and feet, and brought him to the King of Shang.

These beautiful concubines had been soaking in the wine pool for too long, and they were a little unsteady when they walked, and almost dropped the seriously injured little Ji Dan.

"Hahaha!"

The old King of Shang laughed twice, and his mind had recovered a lot at this moment. He looked down at Ji Dan in front of him.

"My beauties, take a look, is this the son of Ji Chang?"

How could the beautiful concubines understand this? They just agreed softly and took the opportunity to get closer to the King of Shang.

A woman brought a chair nearby, and little Ji Dan was put into the chair.

Li Pingan continued to pretend to be unconscious. After all this tossing and turning, the wound on his chest oozed dark red blood again, and his face became even paler.

He was afraid of one thing now.

Could it be that the old Shang King had awakened the blood of the priest?

If the other party really had this habit, he would kill this guy on the spot, regardless of his calculations, plans, and robberies.

Fortunately, the old Shang King was injured by alcohol and drained of his body by these beauties, and he did not have any disgusting tendencies.

The old Shang King murmured: "Beauties, you tell me, should I kill this little guy or keep him? Ji Chang is a poisonous snake. When he was a hostage here, I saw him... humiliated but not angry..."

The beauties on the side did not dare to say much.

A figure walked out of the corner of the hall and walked to the vicinity behind the Shang King.

This is an old woman, wearing light armor, who said behind the old Shang King:

"Your Majesty, you are drunk."

"Drunk? I'm not drunk, I'm just closer to God."

The old Shang King smiled with narrowed eyes, lying in the arms of a beautiful concubine, muttering:

"Old, I am old, I am really old... I can't control these wolves and villains...

"They are more disobedient than one another... They are all disobedient!

"I have moved the capital to Chaoge City, Zishou will surely lead my Shang Dynasty to revive, sweep the world, and take back the world's soldiers... I am the widower, the widower!"

The old woman sighed and waved forward.

The beautiful concubines quickly stood up, bowed their heads to the old woman, turned around and left in a hurry.

The spring scenery in the hall disappeared, and several drunken beautiful concubines were carried away by other women. The huge hall suddenly became much emptier.

Ji Dan, who was just five years old, sat in front of the Shang King.

The former's thin body was leaning against the chair, his upper body was tied tightly with white linen, and there was a little dark red blood on his chest.

The latter sat on a large and soft couch with disheveled hair, nodding his head from time to time, drowsily, and sometimes smiling naively.

The old woman wearing light armor walked into the painting, lowered her head to check Ji Dan's wounds, and without saying anything, took out a small box from her sleeve and took out a pill made of medicinal herbs. , and it was sent into the mouth of King Shang.

After King Shang took the pills, his spirit began to gradually return to normal.

Finally, with a lingering yawn, the old Shang King's eyes gradually became clear.

The old woman walked into the shadow of the main hall and brought two cups of hot tea.

Li Ping'an had already discovered that there were many women wearing purple light armor in several corners of the hall.

This should be the crony of the old Shang King.

Di Yi frowned and looked at the five-year-old child in front of him. He moistened his throat with tea and said calmly: "Is he really protected by gods?"

The old woman said from the side: "Your Majesty, I have checked his wound, and it is very close to his heart. He is indeed extremely lucky to survive."

"That's not good."

Emperor Yi looked worried:

"Ji Chang has already begun to spread his reputation of virtue everywhere.

"Now there is another Ji Dan, who survived the army's robbery at the age of five without any injuries. He survived the night hiding in a tree, and was assassinated by a dead soldier to avoid disaster.

"The virtuous Xibohou, the son of Xibohou who is protected by the gods.

"What do they want to do? Tell me, what else can they think of?"

The old woman said: "Your Majesty, this Xibohou's son is only five years old, and you have recruited him to Chaoge City. From now on, you will use some methods to make him willing to fall."

"You're right, he's only five years old."

Di Yi groped around in his hand, took out a bamboo strip, and threw it into the old woman's hand.

The black bird gives birth to business, God bless the king.

"This is written by a five-year-old child. Precisely because he is five years old, I can still see his scheming. If he were fifteen, he would be able to hide it completely."

Li Pingan felt enlightened.

Xiao Ji Dan's death was actually caused by this bamboo strip.

The old woman thought carefully and said softly: "Your Majesty, if not, let him accidentally fall into the pool and drown."

"Once is enough."

Di Yi waved his hand: "Let's talk about it in a few years. I just want to see what this little guy looks like today. He is quite handsome."

The old woman thought carefully and suggested: "Your Majesty, it would be better to transfer him away from His Highness Zishou."

"No need, the future of this world will be handed over to Zi Shou. If we just protect him blindly, the Great Shang will probably not be far from being destroyed."

Di Yi sneered:

"These princes, if raising money is just a word of greed, if seeking beauty is just a word of lust, if raising soldiers is mostly because of their own insecurity, if they are cultivating virtue, oh, I'm afraid they are ambitious.

"I really want to directly use my troops to destroy the Zhou Kingdom.

"It's just a pity that the teacher came from nowhere, and the tribute paid by Zhou State has exceeded the quota for many years. Even if Ji Chang said a wrong word, it's a pity that this guy is too careful.

"Before I die, Ji Chang must walk in front of me, remember?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Send this little guy back. His face doesn't look like that of an emperor, but he does have the talent to assist the king."

Di Yi glanced at Xiao Ji Dan again, and his low voice echoed in the hall.

"God?

"I'm afraid there are no gods at all in this world. I keep praying according to the methods of my ancestors, but I can't find any trace of gods or heaven.

"If there really is a god, how can my body be so weak after I have offered so many sacrifices?

"God..."

…

A little ridiculous.

Di Yi tossed him over, who was seriously injured, and it turned out that he was looking at him.

However, Li Pingan calculated with his fingers and quickly felt relieved.

Since the reform of Wu Ding, the death of Fuhao, and the counterattack of the old sacrifices, the Shang king and the priests have struggled for several generations, and finally formed a pattern in which the Shang king was the chief priest, and the Shang king unified the divine power.

The biggest challenge facing Emperor Yi is the conflict between the rising princes and the depraved and absurd businessmen.

In essence, the nobility is biting the nobility.

Li Ping'an thought for a while and decided not to pay much attention to such matters, but to hang out in the Shang Palace first.

The most important thing is to enhance friendship with Donghuang Taiyi.

Li Ping'an reasonably suspected that as long as he got the support of Donghuang Taiyi and shaken Chaos Zhong Zhongling's position, he would be able to pose a certain threat to the transcendent teacher.

In fact, there is a huge loophole in this suspicion - can't the transcendent teacher just call back Donghuang Taiyi?

But Li Ping'an really had no other option.

Donghuang Taiyi, the current Zishou, and the future King of Shang are the only grips he can find at this moment.

What makes Li Ping'an feel a little helpless is;

Little Ji Dan lay on the couch for three months, and Donghuang Taiyi never came to see her.

Dong Huangtai didn’t notice him as a book boy at all!

Fortunately, Ji Kao was always there to take care of her, and the Xibohou Mansion also sent several female guards disguised as maids to take care of Ji Dan's daily life.

Xiao Jidan naturally needs to sleep more when she is injured.

Therefore, the gods in the heaven can always see His Majesty the Emperor wandering around with nothing to do, especially the guards of the Soulless Art Research Center. They see His Majesty the Emperor more frequently than their immediate superiors. The frequency is high.

After listening to Ji Kao play the piano for three months, Ji Dan was finally able to go out for a walk.

Ji Kao is now a musician in the palace. After seeing that Ji Dan is fine, he also moved back to the 'guild hall' where the princes' hostages lived.

Ji Dan's wounds have recovered, but he still has a problem of panting after running a few steps, and he looks a little more frail.

No strength at all.

Li Ping'an couldn't stand this, and was ready to work hard to make his little clone a body of tendons.

If Donghuang Taiyi didn't come to find him, he would go to Donghuang Taiyi.

Ji Dan appeared in the garden near the prince's bedroom with two guards.

Donghuang Taiyi, who looked like a teenager, was waving two thick iron rods, moving east and west, and the iron rods were whirring. The maids not far away were flushed, and they wanted to push themselves in front of His Royal Highness the prince to get a stick.

Donghuang Taiyi noticed the figure of little Ji Dan, stopped moving, and breathed in and out.

Strands of spiritual energy entered Donghuang Taiyi's body by themselves.

Although he had not formally practiced, this continuous improvement of his physique could also make his mortal body prolong his life and strengthen his foundation.

It seems that Donghuang Taiyi is ready to inherit his father Jiuchi Meiji.

"Your Highness!"

Little Ji Dan raised his hand to greet.

Donghuang Taiyi threw the iron rod to the guard beside him and said with a smile: "It's Ji Dan, how is your injury?"

"Look," Ji Dan made a gesture to show his biceps, which made the maids and guards laugh non-stop.

Donghuang Taiyi shook his head: "You are gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. You didn't cry a few times even though you were so seriously injured."

Li Ping'an secretly alerted himself and smiled awkwardly: "I have been in a coma all the time. When I remembered to cry, I was almost healed. Everyone said that I almost died."

"Everyone in Xiqi City is saying that you survived a disaster for the second time. The gods are really protecting you."

Donghuang Taiyi raised his hand and touched the head of little Ji Dan naturally:

"As the saying goes, surviving a disaster may bring good fortune in the future. You can listen to my studies later and listen to the knowledge taught by the ministers."

"Hey," Ji Dan said, "They said I came here to do this, and they also said that I would read to His Highness."

"How many words do you know?"

"I could recognize hundreds of words when I was three years old."

"Oh? Is it really so magical?"

Donghuang Taiyi became interested and said with a smile: "Let's go! Follow me to the study. If you dare to lie, I will starve you for a few meals!"

Li Ping'an smiled secretly in his heart.

Donghuang Taiyi thought he was coaxing a child;

In fact, Donghuang Taiyi was the one being coaxed.

"Then, Your Highness, what shall we eat for lunch?"

"Nothing is more delicious than venison. Yesterday, I went out of the city to hunt and killed a deer. I'll give you some meat to replenish your blood."

"Can it be roasted?"

"How else can it be eaten? They are all skewered and roasted. Use a small knife to cut some meat slices and add some seasonings... Say you are hungry, I will go to eat meat, and you can learn to read next to you. If you learn ten words, you can have a bite!"

Li Ping'an:...

Be a human being, the old emperor of heaven.

The two of them were completely unaware that the figure of the young man and the child walking together fell into two pairs of old eyes at this moment.

In the Chaos Sea, near Xuandu City, in the secret realm opened up by the old man Wangri.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and hundreds of birds are singing.

The old man Wangri looked at what the cloud mirror showed and frowned in thought.

The Taoist Hongjun smiled and wiped the God-killing Spear that he had not yet sent to Li Ping'an.

He seemed to be refusing to pay.