Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 333 An era is over
Yuan Hong and Bo Yikao were already sworn brothers. After boarding the ship to Xiqi, they completely stood on the side of God's will. It would be a bit inappropriate to attack Yuan Hong with words like "not of our race".

Deng Chanyu thought for a while, but ultimately did not take action. She watched Yuan Hong return to Jiameng Pass with a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry.

Xiqi also sent gifts of thanks to the Han State.

Deng Ai sent 50,000 troops and Huang Feihu sent another 50,000 troops, a total of 100,000 troops to rescue. No matter who looked at it, they were definitely staunch allies.

Although Xiqi has suffered heavy losses now, the external environment is a little better than before.

Before, the Han State only bordered them on the southern line of Hanzhong. Now that Qinglong Pass has been broken, Xiqi's southeast direction has officially bordered the Han State. If they are not afraid of being stabbed in the back by the Han State, they can enter the Central Plains through the routes of Qinglong Pass, Sanshan Pass, Xuzhou, Mianchi, and Mengjin. There is no need to fight to the death on the routes of Sishui Pass, Jiepai Pass, and Chuanyun Pass.

In fact, the Han Kingdom would not allow them to enter, and they did not dare to take this route.

The Han Dynasty's Nuwa Festival was on March 15th and lasted for a month. After that, troops were sent to aid Xiqi. By the time everything was settled, it was already June.

Xiqi City.

Ji Chang was lying on the bed, his face pale.

Perhaps it was because Ji Xukun was not as good as the original Lei Zhenzi, which led to Ji Chang's Baizi fate being far less powerful than in the original time and space. Perhaps it was because Xiqi raised the banner of rebellion too early, repeatedly repelled the attacks of Yin and Shang, exhausted all their energy, and consumed too much of Ji Chang's vitality.

At this time, the founder of the Zhou Dynasty was only three months away from his 94th birthday.

He won't be able to celebrate with his friends this year.

Wen Zhong attacked the city for a month. In order to boost morale, Ji Chang had to go up to the city every day to inspect the city wearing armor that was much lighter but still very heavy for him.

None of his sons were capable of doing this, and only his prestige was barely enough to compete with Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong had a unique vision and saw that Ji Chang was in poor health, so he attacked the city every day, once at the hour of Chen and once at the hour of Shen. Whenever he attacked the city, Ji Chang would appear on the city wall to encourage the soldiers. Wen Zhong attacked the city at irregular times and did not let Ji Chang rest at all. Sometimes he would attack the city for an hour, sometimes for half an hour, and sometimes he would just attack for half a day.

Ji Chang, a sick man in his nineties, endured the pain on the city wall every day with his willpower, but eventually he ran out of energy.

Now that the Shang soldiers have retreated, he has taken the elixir left by Ju Liusun before he left, but his health shows no signs of improvement. He knows that his time is up.

At the age of ninety-three, he did not die young no matter how you looked at it, and he died as a minister of business, which was in line with his expectations.

At the last moment, he called Bo Yikao to his bedside.

He lowered his voice and said, "Father is planning to let Ji Fa inherit the Ji family's legacy."

Bo Yikao felt as if a huge thunder exploded beside his ear, which made him lose the ability to think.

Holding the medicine bowl in his hand, his movements were stiff for a moment.

He closed his eyes, then quickly opened them again and carefully fed his father the medicine with a spoon, his voice dry: "Son, I understand."

Ji Chang's voice was calm, almost cruelly so. "You have three crimes: one, allowing Hong Jin to attack Hanzhong; two, making friends with the foreigner Yuan Hong; three, failing to maintain brotherly harmony."

Bo Yikao couldn't believe that his father had said this. He was being framed! It was too unfair for him!
Hong Jin couldn't stop it himself. Yuan Hong? Wasn't he befriending Yuan Hong to save Xiqi? Brotherly harmony? You can't expect him to get along with hundreds of brothers, right?

He was full of dissatisfaction in his heart, but when he saw Ji Chang's loving eyes, he finally suppressed his anger.

".Son, I understand."

Ji Chang waved his hand, indicating that he would not take the medicine any more: "Call them all in."

Bo Yikao was in a trance and went out to call his younger brothers.

Ji Chang sighed inwardly. A dying man's words are often kind. He knew his eldest son well. He was filial and capable. In peacetime, he would have been an excellent heir, but now, in troubled times, his character wasn't suitable. During this last moment of his life, his divination skills reached an extremely high level.

He roughly calculated some things: the backlash of the Shang Dynasty's luck and the backlash of the Human Emperor's luck, and his heir would definitely bear these.

Can a mortal body withstand it? Difficult! Only Ji Fa, who has joined the Chan Sect, has a glimmer of hope.

Letting Bo Yikao down and letting Ji Fa up was the only thing he, as a father, could do for his two sons.

It's cruel, but it has to be done and cannot be explained.

soon.

The many sons in Xiqi walked into the ward one after another.

In the front row are the ten sons born to him and Tai Si, each of them is a talent. The sons in the back also have their merits. His life is worth it.

Ji Chang signaled Bo Yikao to help him up.

He sat at the head of the bed and looked at his sons.

"I, the father, am planning to let Ji Fa inherit the Ji family's legacy."

With a "wow", all the sons were stunned.

The fourth brother Ji Dan and the seventh brother Ji Wu looked at Bo Yikao in astonishment. There was no sign of anything happening. What was going on?

The third Ji Xian, the fifth Ji Du, and the eighth Ji Chu looked at each other, all with uncertain expressions.

Those sons in the army were very happy. Ji Fa was both civil and military, and he led by example. Unlike his eldest and third brothers who were only polite and refined, he was a commander who truly understood the sufferings of the soldiers.

In order to ensure a smooth transfer of power, Ji Chang also called in Jiang Ziya.

Now everyone is still nominally a minister of Yin Hong, and the position of prime minister is in the hands of Ji Chang. It is impossible to give Jiang Ziya another prime minister, but Ji Chang asked Ji Fa to recognize Jiang Ziya as his "father". I don't care about the seniority within your Chan Sect, but in Xiqi, you, Ji Fa, should recognize Jiang Ziya as your father.

He felt that Jiang Ziya was a disciple of the Chan sect and should have great fortune. Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya were tied together and their fortunes were connected. When the fortune of the Shang Dynasty backfired in the future, the "father and son" could bear it together.

Finally, Ji Chang held Bo Yikao and Ji Fa's hands together and said, "Brothers, united as one, can cut through metal. Remember this, remember this."

Only then did Ji Fa regain some of his wits from the huge surprise. He solemnly promised: "Big brother, you can be the head of the Ji family clan. Your status in the family is the same as mine. If you break this oath, Ji Fa will be punished by heaven."

Ji Chang summoned his last bit of strength and warned Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya: "If my family ever truly establishes its throne, remember not to let the Shang Dynasty die out."

"Old minister understands."

"Remember this, son."

Just as Ji Chang was about to close his eyes, he thought of something: "Qi and Han have become powerful enough to become allies. We can agree to divide the land of the Shang Dynasty, with Zhou and Qi in the north and Han in the south. This would even allow the world to be divided into three parts."

Don’t let me alone bear the backlash of the Shang Dynasty’s fortune. Come on, both of you.

"Yes!"

At three o'clock that night, Ji Chang, the founder of Xiqi, Duke of Xibo, Duke of Zhou, and Prime Minister, died in his own residence at the age of ninety-three.

(End of this chapter)