Chapter 56 Before the Ceremony
Yang Jian heard this.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

This Deng Chanyu really doesn't know what's good for her. He originally didn't want to get entangled with her, but she was so aggressive and annoying.

You deserve to be abused by Tuxingsun in the future.

Yang Jian: "It is said that big breasts mean no brains, and it is true."

As soon as Yang Jian said this, he felt like he had made enemies with three women at once.

Su Daji beside him, Mei Niang behind him, and Deng Chanyu in front of him all had grim faces.

"Ah~ look at the knife!"

Deng Chanyu was an impatient person. She raised her knife and rushed forward, ready to chop him down.

Deng Jiugong shook his head, reached out and held Deng Chanyu's raised hand, and carried Deng Chanyu away, completely ignoring Deng Chanyu's shouting.

This worrying daughter really gave him a headache. Her love and hate were written all over her face. If he were gone one day, he would be worried about his daughter being alone.

Thinking of Yang Jian’s arrogant behavior just now, he was filled with anger.

The person who killed his beloved son dared to be so arrogant. He must not be allowed to stay.

Fortunately, he had already discussed it with the eldest prince Weizi Qi, as soon as the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was over.

He led his troops to besiege Yang Jian, and then let the big monster from the north take action.

It will definitely not survive today.

Let’s talk about what happened after Deng Jiugong dragged Deng Chanyu away.

Su Daji suddenly attacked: "What did you just say! Am I stupid?"

Beside her, Mei Niang also started to attack: "Yes, and me too."

"No, no, no, of course you do, there are plenty more."

"So you mean we are small?"

Su Daji did not say the rest of the words, but just squeezed forward with her chest puffed out, looking like she was not going to beg for mercy.

Yang Jian did not dodge, but just signaled Su Daji to look around with his eyes.

Su Daji looked in the direction he was looking at, and the next moment her pretty face turned red, and she wanted to bury herself.

At this moment, people around were pointing in this direction.

Most of the things they said were things like "Is this Lord Su's beloved daughter? She is indeed worthy of her reputation", "It is immoral to do this in broad daylight", "I wish I could take her place".

Su Daji looked quite interesting at this moment.

Yang Jian's heart was filled with alarm bells. This woman was a fox demon, and the superficial intimacy could not conceal her cold-blooded nature.

Maybe this was a deliberate sugar-coated bullet to numb his senses and wait for him to let down his guard.

Then suddenly he bit back.

His choice is to eat the sugar coating and fire back the bullets!
Therefore, he always accepted some small interactions with Su Daji, but he always kept a clear mind.

After a while.

The noisy voices in the field suddenly quieted down.

The big figures of the Shang Dynasty began to enter the scene.

The leaders were Emperor Yi and Wen Zhong.

Behind him are the four great princes.

They are Jiang Hengchu, Marquis of Dongbo, Ji Chang, Marquis of Xibo, E Chongyu, Marquis of Nanbo, and Yuan Futong, Marquis of Beibo.

The four people had different expressions.

Dong Bohou Jiang Hengchu's clothes were covered with skull pendants, giving him a spooky look.

As it walked, the breeze passed through the skeleton, making a whistling sound, like the wailing of resentful souls.

His eyes moved slightly, and when he passed by Zishou, who was in charge of guarding him, the two of them exchanged glances briefly and nodded their heads imperceptibly.

This is their code, indicating that everything is complete.

Ji Chang, the Duke of Xibo, wore a purple robe and had a dark complexion. If he were to take off the robe, put on a linen shirt and be put in the fields, he would look like an old farmer.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and he was obviously a little uneasy.

He remembered the fortune-telling he had done before going out.

The hexagram shows that in this cycle Qian and Kun are reversed, and Kan and Li are intersecting.

This is a very ominous omen, one that makes the situation even worse.

But when he divined again, the hexagram turned auspicious, indicating that a saint would be born on this trip and there would be no danger.

He didn't believe it, so he divined seven times in a row, and each time, two different hexagrams appeared.

The secrets of heaven are hard to predict and truly elusive.

This was the source of his sorrow.

Fortunately, he had arranged for Bo Yikao to guard outside the city with his troops. If something happened in Chaoge, he would tell him not to worry about him and to lead his troops back directly.

This move is a double-sided bet.

By then, no matter whether it is good or bad, he will be able to deal with it.

Yuan Futong, Marquis of Beibo, looked around with his eyes wide open. When he saw Yang Jian, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly looked away to look at Su Daji beside him.

He was eager in his heart. This little beauty would soon be his.

When he looked around just now, he found that the big monster that came with him from the northern border was lurking in the field. The big monster was very fast and very confident. He said that if Wen Zhong didn't use the sword energy, he would not be able to do anything to him.

Even if Wen Zhong used his sword energy, as long as he was determined to escape, he might be able to escape.

He also promised that once the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was over, Yang Jian would die.

Yuan Futong thought of Wen Zhong’s expression at that time.

I can't wait any longer.

His excitement did not last long.

Because he suddenly discovered that Yang Jian dragged Su Daji behind Wen Zhong.

This~
Yuan Futong looked towards the position of the big monster, only to see it slowly shaking its head, indicating that it was not possible.

No? Damn it, no, you were just bragging to me before!

Yuan Futong could only look at Weizi Qi standing beside him. Weizi Qi's brows were full of resentment and he stared at Yuan Futong.

It seems to be asking, what other options do you have now? Can you really trust the big monster from the north?
Yuan Futong shook his head slightly, indicating that he had no choice but to take things one step at a time.

The next moment, a pillar of fire shot up into the sky.

In the field, the high priest of the Shang Dynasty was seen dancing around a pillar of fire.

He keeps making inexplicable movements, calling them the actions of communicating between heaven and earth.

After a while, he took out a huge tortoise shell covered with words and put it into the fire to roast.

Wait until the fire is out.

The high priest took the tortoise shell out of the ashes on the ground.

Carefully remove any ashes from it.

On the tortoise shell, lines caused by the flames appeared.

The high priest identified the patterns on it and interpreted them. When he saw the back part, his face suddenly turned pale.

"High Priest, is this sacrifice to heaven auspicious or ominous?"

When Emperor Yi saw the high priest lying on the tortoise shell and not getting up for a long time, he could not help but speak out.

When the high priest heard the voice, he was immediately terrified. He ran over holding the tortoise shell and climbed the stairs.

Because of panic, his steps became unsteady.

He fell to the ground in an instant, and even though his face hit the steps hard, he still held the tortoise shell tightly in his hand.

Without bothering to wipe the blood off his face, he hurriedly said: "Replying to the king, this divination~"

The high priest stopped talking and glanced at the people around Emperor Yi. When he saw Zishou, he paused in silence.

Emperor Yi leaned forward, his eyes full of inquiry.

The high priest said: "It is a great blessing. The heaven and earth are very pleased. This blessing will surely make the Shang Dynasty last forever and the king live forever."

"is it?"

Emperor Yi had a playful look in his eyes; he could tell at a glance the high priest's abnormal reaction.

"My king, it is absolutely true."

The high priest made up his mind and said it again with certainty.

Now that the mistake has been made, you have to stick to it. Otherwise, if you are timid, you will offend both sides.

"I don't believe you!"

Emperor Yi shook his head slowly.

The high priest's legs went weak and he suddenly fell to his knees, banging his head on the ground: "I dare not deceive the king. This divination is auspicious."

In the past, the high priest of the Shang Dynasty had a noble status. As the person who communicated between heaven and earth, it was impossible for the mere Shang King to make him kneel.

But things are different now. Since Emperor Yi came to power, dozens of high priests have died at his hands.

Emperor Yi frowned. Even though the high priest in front of him was not trustworthy, he couldn't find any other priest who could interpret the tortoise shell for the time being.

But if he didn't interpret the tortoise shell, he always felt a little uneasy.

He looked at the ministers standing by and said, "If anyone can interpret the tortoise shell, please come forward and I will give you a huge reward."

No one stopped.

Should I give up divination this time?
Just give up, why should my fate be bound by this tortoise shell?

Just when Emperor Yi decided to give up divination this time.

Wei Ziqi stood up and said, "Reporting to my father, the barbarian leader we brought back from the northern expedition is named Mang. He said he can tell fortunes and interpret tortoise shells."

Emperor Yi was delighted: "Good, let him come over."

After saying this, Emperor Yi looked at the high priest of the Shang Dynasty who was crawling on the ground, with murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

The high priest on the ground trembled, waiting for the verdict of fate.

"Where is Zishou? Suppress this high priest who is wrapped in white and include him in the human sacrifices for the heaven."

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