I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

Jiang Ziya felt guilty as he watched Shen Gongbao's departing figure.

"Alas, how did the leopard of yesteryear become like this?"

"That's too extreme."

"The First Emperor was a man of dubious virtue; was I wrong to say so?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head helplessly.

The wedding was then successfully completed.

Jiang Ziya's hard times were yet to come.

……

Jiang Ziya's married life was not ideal...

Ma is fierce, meticulous, and insatiable.

Jiang Ziya was clumsy and could not satisfy them at all.

He relied entirely on his elder brother, Song Yiren, for financial support.

Even a hero can be brought down by a penny.

Moreover, Jiang Ziya has absolutely nothing to do with being a hero.

Jiang Ziya was kicked out of his home by Madam Ma, who said viciously, "You call yourself an immortal? Have you no shame? Instead of trying to earn money yourself, you rely on your brother for support every day!"

"Can your brother support you for the rest of your life?"

"How could I have married such a good-for-nothing!"

Jiang Ziya flew into a rage, "You wicked woman! Long hair, short brains!"

"How can you know my ambitions, Jiang Shang?"

"I, Jiang Shang, am determined to uphold the nation's honor and save the nation from collapse..."

"What a coward! He can't even manage his own family, yet he dreams of serving the country?"

"Don't come back until you've made some money by sunset today!"

Jiang Ziya angrily turned and left!

With the help of Song Yiren's elder brother, Jiang Ziya started a small business.

They started selling noodles in Chaoge City.

Unexpectedly, a sudden gust of wind swept across the sky, scattering all the noodles.

Jiang Ziya lost everything.

The rice was sold the next day.

Because they didn't know the market price, they were losing money to gain publicity.

On the third day of selling meat, a swine fever outbreak occurred in the market, and he lost everything again.

Jiang Ziya was furious. "It must be Shen Gongbao trying to trip me up!"

Shen Gongbao sat in the teahouse drinking tea, watching Jiang Ziya struggle for several days, and was also stunned.

Shen Gongbao trying to trip me up? He wouldn't even bother with something as trivial as that.

Shen Gongbao laughed so hard he almost died. "What a fucking waste! Losing everything in a row! What a fucking Jiang Ziya!"

Having no other choice, Jiang Ziya had to honestly go fishing, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, deliberately putting on an unfathomable appearance.

He fished for three days straight, but returned empty-handed.

Jiang Ziya was furious and embarrassed. "It must have been Shen Gongbao who secretly drove away my fish!"

A classic case of blaming the road for someone who is incompetent!

Looking at Shen Gongbao, he simply didn't have the time to bother Jiang Ziya.

After arriving in Chaoge, I took the civil service exam.

This selection system was naturally the brainchild of Li Yu.

Shen Gongbao's performance was quite good, ranking among the top.

He became an official in a large business, starting from the bottom.

Shen Gongbao learned a lot of knowledge from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, but learning by rote is not enough; practice is essential!

After Shen Gongbao became "similar to a county magistrate," he governed the area in an orderly manner, and the people under his jurisdiction lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Shen Gongbao was incredibly grateful, "Thank goodness I studied diligently with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Ancestor of Literature and the Ancestor of War; this is truly the 'Dragon-Slaying Technique'!"

As Shen Gongbao accumulated experience, he came to a deeper understanding of what it meant to govern a large country as if cooking a small fish.

at the same time.

The Battle of Beihai has begun.

Wen Zhong was a brilliant strategist, defeating Yuan Futong in a series of retreats.

Yuan Futong's tent.

Yuan Futong, sipping fine wine and with a beautiful woman in his arms, asked, "Strategist, Wen Zhong's army is advancing with overwhelming force. How should we defend against them?"

The strategist Yuan Futong mentioned was dressed in half monk's robes and half Taoist robes, and called himself the Bitter Gourd Taoist.

The Bitter Gourd Taoist smiled mysteriously, "It's alright, this is the Courage Fruit, drinking it will give you miraculous powers!"

The Bitter Gourd Taoist took out a Bodhi seed, his heart bleeding.

However, the rebellion in Beihai was hard-won and must be dealt with thoroughly to exhaust all the vitality of the Yin Shang Dynasty!

The Bitter Gourd Taoist dissolved Bodhi seeds in water, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the North Sea drank it, each of them exuding a strong killing intent!

Completely unafraid of death!

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

then!

The rebels in Beihai launched a massive counter-offensive!

Wen Zhong sat in the commander's camp, "Good! Very good! Yuan Futong's plan for a decisive battle is exactly what I wanted!"

Wen Zhong was afraid that he would not have the chance to capture Yuan Futong's main force and fight him to the death!

They're just a bunch of rabble.

The first battle is the decisive one; a single battle can decide the fate of the nation, so we can return home quickly.

Both armies began large-scale mobilizations.

The decisive battle has begun!

Commander's Camp.

Kong Xuan and Minghe, as Wen Zhong's deputy generals, exchanged a glance and both saw caution in each other's eyes.

"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!"

"If the First Emperor's prediction is correct, Yuan Futong intends to weaken the Shang Dynasty, so why would he seek a decisive battle at this moment?"

"not good!"

"Yuan Futong intends to annihilate the main force of the Shang Dynasty!"

"Kong Xuan!" Styx said in a deep voice.

Kong Xuan immediately nodded in understanding, "Special Forces, follow me!"

Wen Zhong was also dumbfounded. "A bunch of rabble actually managed to rout the elite forces of the Great Shang?"

The rebels in Beihai showed absolutely no fear of death?

Tens of thousands of people have perished, yet they continue to attack Wen Zhong's army formation.

This is impossible!

With so many dead and wounded, the morale of the army has already collapsed!

This is the wonderful use of Bodhi seeds!

Make the soldiers fearless of death! Let them dare to die!

Even the most elite army would struggle to withstand such a fearless and relentless assault!

No matter how ingenious the military formations Wen Zhong used, it was all in vain!

Kong Xuan, leading a special forces unit, has arrived to meet Wen Zhong. "Grand Tutor, withdraw your troops and avoid their sharp edge!"

"Something's not right with the rebels in Beihai!"

Wen Zhong ordered the troops to withdraw.

Kong Xuan's 10,000-strong army of iron-eating beasts held off the rear guard and blocked the Beihai rebels' charge.

Half a day later.

Wen Zhong sat in the command camp, lost in thought. "This is too illogical..."

Kong Xuan then captured several prisoners.

"Brother Styx, look."

Styx sized up the ordinary soldiers, his eyes bloodshot, and he exuded a strong killing intent.

Styx is certain that "it was the work of the West."

Kong Xuan nodded solemnly, "The First Emperor... his prediction was absolutely correct."

"Yuan Futong's rebellion was instigated, and their goal was indeed to drain the Shang Dynasty of its strength!"

As a disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother, Wen Zhong now knew that this was no ordinary human duel.

Rather, it was the celestial beings and saints who used the human race as a pawn.

Therefore, Wen Zhong respectfully bowed to Kong Xuan and Minghe.

"King Xuan, the restoration of the glorious Shang Dynasty depends entirely on you."

"Thank you, Senior Styx, for helping my human race."

After Wen Zhong finished speaking, his expression became even more respectful, and his manners became even more courteous.

Kong Xuan laughed. "How did you know my identity?"

Kong Xuan and Cheng Tang were "siblings from the same mother," born together, and were ordained by a black bird that descended to give birth to the Shang dynasty.

Wen Zhong respectfully replied, "I consulted the palace records and learned about King Xuan's identity from the vast history."

When Li Yu, the First Emperor's uncle, summoned Kong Xuan, an unknown general, Wen Zhong became very curious and went back to consult countless ancient texts.

It's finally confirmed! He is the younger brother of King Tang, the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty.

As for Styx, it is an even more established and powerful force.

Kong Xuan did not deny the identity of King Xuan.

Styx chuckled, "Heh, Kong Erlengzi, you have this other identity too."

Kong Xuan: "Show me some respect! I am now the younger brother of Emperor Cheng Tang!"

Styx: "Yes, Your Majesty Kong Xuan! I will soon become a saint."

Kong Xuan: "..."

Er Lengzi, Styx wasn't exaggerating. With that kind of status, he didn't try to curry favor with the First Emperor. Instead, he acted all arrogant and haughty every day.

If I had latched onto the First Emperor's coattails long ago, that wisp of humanistic purple aura would never have been mine to claim from the Styx River.

What else could this be but a simpleton?