I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Song.

North Gate.

Shen Gongbao had just descended from the clouds and was preparing to discreetly enter the city when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

He stepped aside and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a scout on horseback carrying a yellow banner, galloping towards them. Upon seeing the pedestrians ahead, the scout shouted loudly:
"Huang Feihu, the Martial King Who Protects the Nation, has achieved a great victory over the King of Pingling in the East Sea and is returning to the capital in triumph!"

Upon hearing his shout, the crowd in front quickly dispersed, spreading the news throughout Chaoge...

"Huang Feihu is a pillar of the nation."

On the street, watching the scout's departing figure, Shen Gongbao slowly narrowed his eyes, transformed into a handsome white-bearded old Taoist priest, and walked straight to the Wu Cheng Prince's Mansion with small, square steps.

"What advice do you have for me, Daoist Master?" At the gate of the Prince's mansion, the gatekeeper caught sight of him and quickly came out to greet him.

Shen Gongbao stroked his beard and said, "This humble Taoist has come for King Wucheng."

"Master, my master has gone to the East Sea to quell a rebellion and has not yet returned," the gatekeeper said.

Shen Gongbao smiled slightly: "The rebellion in the East Sea has been quelled, and King Wucheng will soon return in triumph."

"Really?" The doorman was overjoyed.

Shen Gongbao laughed and said, "Do you not believe in me, or do you not believe in King Wu Cheng's abilities?"

"No, no, I'm just too happy."

The doorman waved his hands repeatedly and then said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and inform Madam right away..."

In the blink of an eye, Shen Gongbao met Madam Huang, led by the gatekeeper. She appeared to be in her early thirties, with thick, dark eyebrows like distant mountains, naturally beautiful without makeup; and eyes like still autumn water, charming without being wavy.

With a straight and elegant nose, lips as red as cinnabar, and a natural smile that carries three parts gentleness and seven parts composure, she is truly a first-class virtuous wife and beauty.

"King Wu Cheng, you are quite the ladies' man."

After taking in every nuance of the other person's expression out of the corner of his eye, Shen Gongbao silently sighed in his heart.

at the same time.

Huang Feihu's wife, Jia, was also sizing up Shen Gongbao. Seeing his otherworldly demeanor and unfathomable air, she immediately dared not be negligent.

"May I ask your name, sir, and from which sacred mountain do you come?"

Shen Gongbao said, "I am Jia Zhen, and I come from Zhongnan Mountain."

Madam Jia smiled and said, "I never expected it to be from the same clan... Master Jia, did you witness my husband's triumphant return?"

“I didn’t just see it, I foresaw it,” Shen Gongbao said. “Besides that, I also foresaw that King Wu Cheng would face a calamity.”

Jia's smile faltered slightly as she asked, "May I ask what kind of calamity it is?"

“There is nothing left to enfeoff, and nothing left to use; the king is suspicious, and they will turn against each other,” Shen Gongbao said.

Jia's eyelids twitched, and she said, "I only partially understand what you are saying. Please stay at my home for the time being, and I will speak with my husband in person when he returns."

Shen Gongbao nodded slightly: "Very well, I will wait for King Wucheng in my residence."

The next day.

Huang Feihu led his army to a place thirty miles outside Chaoge City. After confirming that the king and the grand tutor were not in the city, he arranged for his troops to set up camp there. Then he rode out of the camp alone and headed home.

"master……"

When Jia heard that her husband had returned home, she immediately went out to greet him.

"Madam." Huang Feihu pulled her into his arms, inhaling her faint fragrance, and his mind finally calmed down.

Madam Jia gently patted his back and said softly, "A Taoist priest named Jia Zhen has been waiting for you, saying that you are destined to face a calamity..."

Huang Feihu frowned and asked, "Where is he?"

“At Jingxin Pavilion,” Jia replied.

Jingxinxuan.

Shen Gongbao slowly walked out of the study, glanced at the approaching tiger general, and smiled as he cupped his hands in greeting: "Greetings, King Wucheng."

Huang Feihu suddenly stopped and asked in a deep voice, "Is it you who are spouting nonsense and trying to sow discord between me and the King?"

"Sowing discord?"

Shen Gongbao shook his head: "May I ask, King Wu Cheng, in which sentence did I say something wrong?"

Huang Feihu said, "What makes you so sure that the King would suspect me?"

"Because you are not like Grand Tutor Wen, who was King Zhou's adoptive father."

Because you are about the same age as him, and you have both prestige and strength.

Furthermore, why do you think King Zhou established the Imperial Guard? Who was he trying to keep out?
"Whom did Li Jing's appearance affect the most?" Shen Gongbao asked eloquently.

Huang Feihu said, "Shut up. My Huang family has been loyal for seven generations and would never suspect the king. If you don't tell us the truth, there's no need for us to talk anymore."

Shen Gongbao remained silent for a moment, then simply transformed back into his original form: "Huang Feihu, do you still recognize who I am?"

"Shen Gongbao!" Huang Feihu suddenly stood up, his expression uncertain.

“Huang Feihu, you are not an ignorant commoner. You should know the power of my Jade Void Palace.”

Shen Gongbao said in a deep voice, "Moreover, your eldest son is currently cultivating under my senior brother, the True Lord Qingxu, and your family has an inextricable connection with my Jade Void Palace."

In case the Huang family faces any changes in the future, it will still be my Jade Void Palace that can save your family.

Furthermore, as long as your heart is set on the Jade Void Palace, it's not impossible for your entire clan to cultivate immortality and become a renowned immortal family.

Huang Feihu's eyes flickered; it would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted, but he didn't immediately show any inclination: "What exactly do you mean?"

"I would like to ask you and Boyi Kao to speak to King Zhou at the grand court assembly and plead for Ji Fa."

Shen Gongbao said, "It would be best to send Ji Fa back to Xiqi and let him succeed Boyi Kao as the Marquis of Xibo."

Huang Feihu said, "I am just a martial artist and have no right to speak on such matters. Please leave, Daoist."

Shen Gongbao said coldly, "Even if you don't think about yourself, shouldn't you think about your descendants and your offspring?"

"Take care, I won't see you off!" Huang Feihu said resolutely.

"Okay, okay, you'll regret it."

Shen Gongbao flew into a rage, flicked his sleeves, and left quickly.

A hint of worry flashed in Huang Feihu's eyes, but he did not regret his earlier refusal.

He knew very well that the other party was definitely not a good person, and that plotting with him would be like asking a tiger for its skin!

It was nearing evening.

Outside Chaoge City, in front of Nuwa Palace.

Qin Yao arrived in a rainbow, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Goddess Nuwa."

Inside the temple, the statue of Nuwa suddenly flashed with golden light, and a graceful figure stepped out from it: "Come in and talk."

Qin Yao silently lowered his arms, stepped through the door, and looked at the other person with a smile.

"What do you want with me?" Nuwa asked directly, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

Qin Yao asked, "Does Your Majesty know about the Investiture of the Gods?"

"I've heard of it." Nuwa scrutinized him carefully and said, "Could it be that you are the chosen one for the Investiture of the Gods by the Chan Sect?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

Qin Yao nodded and said, "The Jade Emperor wishes to bestow titles upon 365 righteous gods, but for true immortals who have already attained enlightenment, these divine positions are naturally beneath their notice."

But for those who have not attained enlightenment or have no affinity with immortality, this divine position is very important.

Nuwa tentatively asked, "So?"

"Therefore, I now need an important messenger to oversee the construction of the Conferred God Platform and guide the souls. I really don't know where to find one. Does Your Majesty have any recommendations?" Qin Yao asked with a smile.

Nuwa looked surprised. Although she had somewhat expected it, she still found it hard to believe that the other party had come to offer her benefits.

"There is always something to give up in order to gain something. What do you want?"

Before long, Nuwa's expression returned to normal, and she asked calmly.

Qin Yao said without any hesitation, "I only want to make peace with Nuwa Palace... Your Majesty, you may not know, but I am also the master of the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi."

"Really?" Nuwa couldn't help but ask to confirm.

Qin Yao transformed into the appearance of Bodhi: "Indeed, but I took in my disciple with this appearance back then."

Moreover, this is a secret that cannot be told.

After all, within the Chan Sect, the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi was preordained to be given to Taiyi Zhenren.

Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If that's the case, then there is indeed some affection between us. Here, you wait here for a moment while I go to the Fire Cloud Cave to ask the Three Sovereigns if they have any related needs."

Qin Yao transformed back into Jiang Ziya's form, cupped his hands, and said, "This humble Taoist awaits Your Majesty's good news..."

He knew perfectly well that the Yellow Emperor definitely had such needs. After all, Bai Jian was the other side's former commander-in-chief, a confidant among confidants.

Unless there is no such person as Bai Jian in this world, his precise plans are absolutely infallible!

It was past midnight.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; outside Nuwa's Palace, insects chirp incessantly.

Qin Yao sat alone at the gate, enjoying the refreshing evening breeze and listening to the various white noises of the night, feeling increasingly at peace.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared, and Nuwa's figure strode over.

Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes, smiled, and stood up: "Your Majesty, how are you?"

Nuwa said, "Under the command of Emperor Xuanyuan there was a general named Bai Jian. He was shot into the sea by firearms after defeating Chi You, and has not yet been able to return to sea after his tribulation."

If you can bring him out and entrust him with important responsibilities, both the Fire Cloud Cave and the Nuwa Palace will owe you a debt of gratitude.

Without hesitation, Qin Yao asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, in which sea is General Bai Jian currently located?"

"Go and search in the East Sea," Nuwa smiled slightly, suddenly finding him quite pleasing to the eye.

"Alright, I'll take my leave now," Qin Yao said with a smile.

A few more days passed.

Uncle Jiu and Wen Zhong returned to the capital together, and civil and military officials rode out of the city for thirty miles to warmly welcome them.

Uncle Nine is quite concerned about his image and likes grand displays, so he's fairly satisfied with this.

Wen Zhong, however, disliked this approach. But seeing the smile on his "fellow Daoist's" face, he ultimately didn't expose him.

Ever since the day the king caught up with the Western Expeditionary Army, they had told him about the "divine intervention" and "protection of the merchants."

Based on their previous collaboration, he had no objection to this, and even spent the entire journey exchanging Taoist arts and mystical techniques with the other party, with both of them making progress in their cultivation...

Not long after.

Upon returning to the palace, the king held a grand banquet, inviting all the civil and military officials to celebrate the victory.

Under the cover of night, the king and his ministers drank merrily, and laughter filled the palace.

On the street, the Taoist priest moved swiftly, quietly sneaking into the Prince Wu Cheng's residence...

As the moon rose higher in the sky and the stars grew dimmer, the pheasant spirit quietly infiltrated the palace and summoned Daji, who was waiting for the king in the Nine Rooms Hall, out of the palace. She then flew directly to the top of a desolate mountain outside the city.

"Qingqing, is there something you can't say in the palace? Why do you have to come out and discuss it?" Daji asked after they landed.

The pheasant spirit said in a low voice, "King Zhou and the Lingguan Master are both terrifying. I am truly afraid of them."

Daji was speechless for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Sister, do you know anything about King Zhou?" the pheasant spirit suddenly asked.

Daji was stunned for a moment, then asked in return, "What do you mean?"

"Let me tell you about King Zhou as I see him, and his performance in the Battle of Xiqi," the pheasant said with lingering fear.

the other side.

Inside the royal palace.

After the banquet ended, Uncle Nine, who had drunk quite a bit, was still relatively sober and slowly made his way to the Nine Rooms Hall.

"Your Majesty, let me help you to rest in peace."

A young woman, resembling a ripe peach and exuding sweetness and fragrance, walked out and spoke softly.

Unable to recognize her, Uncle Nine pretended to be drunk and asked, "Who are you?"

"Your Majesty, I am Consort Huang," the young woman said with a smile, taking his arm.

Looking at her obedient and charming appearance, yet with an innate allure, even Uncle Nine, whose heart was as hard as iron, couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

But he soon came to his senses and realized that he was merely a parasite and had not truly become King Zhou.

Moreover, he was unsure whether the concubine Huang in front of him had a relationship with his apprentice.

In this situation, even if you are burning with desire, you must not fall into this gentle embrace!
"Consort Huang, I am fine, you may leave."

Upon hearing this, the young woman's expression changed slightly: "Your Majesty, please allow me to stay and serve you..."

Uncle Nine flatly refused: "No need, get out!"

Seeing his suddenly cold expression, the young woman dared not disobey and slowly withdrew from the Nine Rooms Hall.

However, after leaving the palace, she did not return to any of her residences. Instead, she walked step by step to the palace well and jumped into it without hesitation.

Just then, the Jade Pipa Spirit flew through the air and saw a figure fall into the well. She quickly used her magic to rescue the young woman, who was soaking wet and looked terrified.

Inside the Nine Rooms Hall, Uncle Nine watched this scene from afar, silently lowering his hand that had successfully formed a hand seal, and observing the situation...

"How did I get here? What happened to me?"

Meanwhile, in front of the well, the woman hugged her arms tightly in the night wind, terrified.

"You just fell into the well, and I rescued you," the Pipa Spirit said with considerable pride.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Where is this?"

"Royal palace, who are you? Why are you here at night instead of sleeping, trying to jump into a well to commit suicide?" the pipa spirit asked.

The woman felt a chill run down her spine and suddenly stood up: "I am Jia, the wife of the King of Zhenguo Wucheng. I... I don't know how I got here."

The pipa spirit blinked and said, "Hurry up and check if you have anything on you that doesn't belong to you."

Jia quickly searched through the clothes and soon found a piece of paper talisman inside her clothes.

"It's a talisman! Someone wants to harm you!"

The pipa spirit immediately saw through the deception and said with absolute certainty.

At that moment, a guard hurriedly arrived outside the Nine-Room Hall, knelt down and bowed: "Your Majesty, the Martial King Zhenguo requests to enter the palace."

Uncle Nine: "..."

If I hadn't been able to control myself just now...

Thankfully, I managed to stay on the right track at the crucial moment.

"Please invite the Prince Zhenguo Wucheng in. Also, go to the Imperial Garden and bring Jia Shi here as well," Uncle Jiu said solemnly after a moment's thought.

A short while later.

When Huang Feihu arrived at the Nine-Room Hall in a great hurry, he saw King Zhou sitting on his throne, with a beautiful young woman standing behind his wife. Her hands were shining with streaks of blue light, and she quickly dried his wife's wet clothes.

The scene left him somewhat bewildered, and for a moment he even forgot to bow.

"Huang Feihu, who have you offended recently?" Uncle Nine suddenly asked. (End of Chapter)