Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 565: The God of Poverty and Ma

The God of Poverty was the son of Zhuanxu.

Zhuanxu, the grandson of the Yellow Emperor and one of the Five Emperors of the Han Dynasty, had a far from perfect reputation. While ambitious and ambitious in his youth, he quelled several rebellions of the Jiuli tribe, exercised courage and decisiveness in government, and was exceptionally intelligent, ultimately being chosen by the Yellow Emperor as his successor. However, upon ascending to the throne, he became a more ancient version of Emperor Yang of Sui, driven by ambition and ostentation. Politically, he banned witchcraft, established a system of male superiority and female inferiority, and launched numerous wars.

Zhuanxu had three sons who died shortly after birth.

One son fell into the water and turned into a malaria ghost. Another died and his soul escaped into the mountains and turned into a plague ghost (wang liang). Another turned into a child ghost that hid in the corner and frightened children.

Zhuanxu was one of the Five Emperors and the successor of Emperor Huangdi. His status among human beings was much higher than that of King Zhou. He asked the people to build temples for his three sons, and turn them into gods through incense. The malaria ghost became a water god, the monster became a mountain god, and the child ghost became the guardian god of children. This was how they were given titles, but in fact these three were just transformed from evil ghosts into evil gods.

Zhuanxu also had a son born to a maidservant. He disliked this son and often beat and scolded him. He made him wear tattered clothes and eat leftovers. Finally, the son died on the night of the 30th day of the first lunar month, becoming emaciated and wearing only thin clothes. Zhuanxu then named this son, whom he hated, the God of Poverty.

Taowu, a man-faced tiger-bodied deity, was also his son. However, he was not deified because Taowu had committed countless evil deeds, killed countless people, and would eat civilians alive at any time. He had already fallen into the ranks of ferocious beasts and was no longer considered a human being. Therefore, he, the emperor of the world, was not qualified to deify him.

Zhuanxu's sons did all kinds of evil things and squandered all the popularity and wealth accumulated during the Yellow Emperor period. It was not until the Yao Emperor period that humans relied on their wisdom to drive out these evil gods and ferocious beasts.

Among all of Zhuanxu's ghost sons, the God of Poverty is considered the best.

This one just wants money, but the others are life-threatening.

The God of Poverty was summoned back to China from the far west by the ancestors of the Shang Dynasty. The Shang and Zhou dynasties were originally hostile to each other, and the God of Poverty took notice of the unique fate of the Ma family and harassed them every few days.

Jiang Ziya was also very annoyed. The money lost in the Prime Minister's Mansion was a small matter. The instability in the rear and the impact on his eastern expedition were the big issue.

He tried to deal with the God of Poverty, and then found that the divine whip was useless. This God was an "official of the previous dynasty" and not a god on the List of Gods. His divine whip could only hit officials of the "current dynasty".

Immortal-slaying Flying Knife? The God of Poverty had survived to adulthood under the malicious gaze of Zhuanxu and a host of his ghost brothers, and had a strong premonition of danger. Jiang Ziya's divine sense was insufficient, and he was unable to lock onto the target.

The Seven Arrows Book? Putting aside the enormous cost of using it, he didn't even know the name of the God of Poverty. Even the God of Poverty himself didn't know his own name. His father, Zhuanxu, hadn't given him a name.

Lao Jiang had no choice but to endure it.

Fortunately, the damage caused by the God of Poverty is indeed not great. Not to mention compared with the evil god Hanba who turns the land into barren wasteland as soon as he is born, even compared with his three ghost brothers, the damage he causes is under control.

Because he targets rich people. If you are penniless, he will ignore you.

Under the governance of Jiang Ziya, the Zhou State had very clear politics. It cannot be said that there was no corruption among officials, but generally speaking, there was indeed not much. The main purpose here was to build a country through farming and warfare. People either fought wars or farmed. The business atmosphere was almost zero. All transactions were controlled at the state level, and there were no conditions for transactions among the people.

At first glance, all you see are poor people.

Ma was tormented by the God of Poverty for several times, and all the family wealth he had accumulated was spent. Jiang Ziya then borrowed the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan from the True Lord Qingxu Daode, and blew the God of Poverty away with one fan.

The God of Poverty was still somewhat interested in Ma's fate, but he did not return to Xiqi City. Instead, he walked north along the Tao River.

The Shang ancestors had not originally summoned him, but his condition for returning to China was to destroy the Zhou Kingdom. Now that Xiqi City had been completely destroyed, he set off for another city. Bo Yikao built a city on the upper reaches of the Tao River.

This river is a tributary of the Yellow River. In the eyes of the local people of Xirong, it is a sacred river.

He didn't know whether it was a god or not, but the place was rich in water and grass, suitable for grazing. Bo Yikao brought his wife, son, and many followers to this land, reclaimed fields, raised livestock, and even put on armor to fight when he encountered the enemy.

Now, several years have passed, and Jincheng has become the most dazzling pearl in the northwest of China.

Bo Yikao didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came to him.

The God of Poverty is coming.

In just one day, a large amount of copper coins were lost in the city, and the herdsmen outside the city also suffered heavy losses.

At first I thought it was a thief, but later I found out that it was not, but some kind of divine power.

Unlike Xiqi City under the jurisdiction of Jiang Ziya, Xiqi City had been suppressed and attacked by the Shang Dynasty for more than ten years. It had to fight against the entire Central Plains with a corner of the country and suffered heavy losses. Every copper coin in hand had to be used to the extreme. The people had no money, especially after experiencing a severe drought that had not been seen in a thousand years. It was normal for a family to wear one piece of clothing.

It’s different here in Northwest Jincheng. Nüba didn’t know that this place has become the land of the Xia people. Plus, it’s too remote, so she never came here at all.

Even though Jincheng was not affected by the disaster, it still had to trade with the Xirong people from time to time. Whether it was the government, the people, or the herdsmen, they all had some surplus wealth. Now that they had encountered the God of Poverty, they became destitute overnight.

Jiang Ziya sent his confidant with his own handwritten letter to explain the current problem and solution to Bo Yikao. He said, "Anyway, you are already poor. In a few days, when you are completely out of money, the God of Poverty will leave on his own."

Bo Yikao lacked relevant knowledge about immortals and gods, and he did not trust Jiang Ziya's letter. "You leave just like that? Is this your immortal? What if he doesn't leave?"
His way of thinking was still the traditional idea of ​​the Shang and Zhou dynasties, which was to bring three animals to the Tao River to offer sacrifices to the gods.

One bow and one invitation, two bows and two invitations, three bows and three invitations, light three incense sticks, recite your own sacrificial text, and burn the sacrificial text for the gods to see, and finally just wait.

His son, Yi, asked, "Father, can we really ask the immortals for help?"

Yi is fourteen years old this year and looks a little thin, but according to the general understanding of this era, he is already an adult.

Bo Yikao had been exposed to the wind and frost of the northwest for several years, his skin became rough and his temples became gray. He no longer looked like the gentle gentleman he once was. He had always had a hidden illness and had been treated before, but the accumulated mental illness and heavy workload over the years had made his health worse and worse.

In front of his son, he could only force himself to be brave.

There are many gods in this world, but whether they are willing to help me is hard to say.

He can only do his best and obey fate.

In response to his son's question, he said confidently, "Yes, I will."

(End of this chapter)