The night gradually rose, and the Li Residence was already lit up.
Li Jing stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He stroked his beard and his gaze was unsteady.
He thought about the country, the people, and his family. He did not know how to move forward and where he should be.
Back then, when Di Xin ascended the throne and became the Human Emperor, Li Jing led his subordinates to Chaoge City to meet him. The ruler and ministers were all young and strong, and they were heroic.
Ever since that time, Li Jing had guarded Chentang Pass and developed it from a border pass to the current scale of the first pass in the East Ocean. He had spent endless effort and effort.
Now, there were four hundred vassals in the world. The East and South Families had rebelled. The elite troops of Chaoge City were delayed in the Wandering Soul Pass. If he sent out a surprise troop, he could naturally destroy the rebel army of the Marquis of Dongbo.
However, was the current King really worth his assistance?
News kept coming from Chaoge City. His Majesty doted on the demonic concubine, Daji. He drank and sang every day. The old officials were persecuted one after another and died miserably. All the vassals in the world were in an uproar.
"Your Majesty." Li Jing let out a long sigh. The scene when he was received by Di Xin appeared in front of his eyes.
Ever since the establishment of the Shang Dynasty, the eight hundred vassals have already become the strongest. The various places only know their own vassals, but they do not know that there is a King like me. The few ministers are all young talents that I have promoted against the objections of the masses. How should this matter be resolved?
Was the current Emperor infatuated with the beauty beside him and had forgotten his lofty aspiration in the past?
"Ah …"
Li Jing sighed again. A gust of night wind blew past, and the two pieces of cloth on the desk swayed gently.
It was a letter personally written by the new Marquis of Dongbo, Jiang Wenhuan. His words were sincere. He described Di Xin's incompetence and wanted to take revenge for his father's death. He begged him to send troops to help.
"How can I, Li Jing, be such a disloyal and unjust person?"
This matter really put him in a dilemma.
Squeak …
The door to the study was slowly pushed open. His small head with a corner of his hair stuck in. He looked around and saw Li Jing standing in front of the window.
Am I really going?
Little Nezha hesitated for a while. He felt that what he was about to do next was too unmanly.
But when he turned his head to look at the empty corridor behind him, it was as if an invisible shadow was following him, making it impossible for him to escape even if he wanted to.
"If you do this well, I'll teach you a magical power, how about it?"
Hmph, for the sake of being able to defeat that powerful senior brother in the future, I'll do it!
Li Jing, who was by the window, said in frustration, "Why are you sneaking around at the door? If you want to enter, then enter! "
Nezha pursed his lips and walked in with the wooden basin. He thought of the instructions of his long-winded senior brother. Although he was unwilling, he still raised his head and squeezed an ugly smile.
Li Jing turned around and was stunned when he saw the wooden basin that Nezha was hugging.
There was some heat rising from the wooden basin. Yang Jian had heated up the cool well water and added a wisp of Xuanqi. He had given Li Jing some benefits.
"You!" Pagoda-Bearing Li scolded angrily, "Do you want to wash all the books in my room?"
Little Nezha's temper flared up and he was about to retort. However, he suddenly felt someone grab his neck from behind and forcefully squeeze the words back.
Yang Jian's voice entered his ears. "If you don't do it well, you will really suffer."
Little Nezha gritted his teeth and looked like he was grinning. He called out to Li Jing, "Father …" Then, he followed the words that Yang Jian had asked him to memorize and said directly, "I see that you've been tired recently and worried. I want to wash your feet to relieve your fatigue."
"Huh?" Li Jing was immediately vigilant. He looked at Nezha and felt that there was a trap.
Actually, to be honest, although Little Nezha was a little lawless, he had never attacked Li Jing even though he had been beaten up by Li Jing a few times. At most, he would hide.
Seeing Li Jing's expression, Little Nezha wanted to throw the wooden basin and leave. However, when he wanted to let go of his fingers, he felt that the wooden basin was stuck to his hand and could not be released …
Alright, I should just follow Senior Brother's wishes. Otherwise, it would be a small matter to suffer physical pain. It would be really difficult to endure being forced to read and learn.
"Father, come over and wash." Little Nezha placed the basin in front of a chair at the side and sat down cross-legged.
Li Jing was a little suspicious, but when he saw that there was nothing strange in the basin, he wanted to understand what his son was up to. He sat on the chair, took off his official boots, and slowly put his feet into the water basin.
It was warm and comfortable. There was also a wave of heat that entered the bottom of his feet and flowed around his body …
Li Jing snorted and leaned against the back of the chair comfortably.
"Hehehe." Little Nezha was also tempted to play. He splashed water on his father's feet in the basin.
"What's wrong today?" Li Jing asked in confusion.
Little Nezha smiled awkwardly. If Yang Jian had not repeatedly ordered him not to say such an embarrassing thing, he would have told him the truth long ago.
"Father, you've been tired recently. You're worried. I want to wash your feet to relieve your fatigue."
It was hard to refute that reason.
Li Jing smiled and leaned back on the chair. He allowed Nezha to wash him with water, but his body was filled with a warm aura.
Not long after, Li Jing fell asleep. Nezha was stunned when he heard his snoring.
Little Nezha looked up at his biological father.
His body, hair, and skin were given to him by his parents. It was all thanks to his parents' hard work that he could walk in this world.
Lady Yin had begun to teach him these principles when he was born. Although Little Nezha loved to mess around, he still understood that.
However, he was a little indignant and biased against Li Jing. He had even seen Li Jing hit his mother a few times. His mother begged for mercy, but he refused to get off the bed …
Every time he peeked at that, he would be hurriedly carried away by the maidservants and servants who served him …
"Nezha?"
Yang Jian's voice entered Nezha's ears. The latter came back to his senses and was about to speak when he was blocked.
The door of the study opened silently. A thin blanket floated into Nezha's hand. Under Yang Jian's strong pressure, Nezha had no choice but to cover Li Jing with the thin blanket.
Everything should be fine now, right?
Seriously, could this nagging Senior Brother have taken a fancy to my father? He's using me to curry favor for no reason …
"Alright, come back."
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, Little Nezha walked out of the study dejectedly. Before he left, he slowly closed the door and did not make a sound.
"Come over. I'll teach you a mystical ability."
Yang Jian was not stingy. He taught Nezha the "Flying Body Trace" that could occasionally be useful in physical combat.
That mystical ability could instantly complete a small distance of Cosmic Teleportation. As long as he used it skillfully in battle, he could turn misfortune into fortune and attack the enemy when they were unprepared.
Little Nezha was naturally filled with joy. However, this mystical ability could not be mastered in a day. Yang Jian promised to teach him cultivation every day.
The next day, Li Jing took the initiative to go to Nezha's residence and said that he wanted to teach Nezha sword techniques.
Little Nezha was stunned. He immediately wanted to reply, "I'm an immortal child. It's fine if you don't learn mortal sword techniques." However, just as he was about to say that, a cold wind poured into his throat and he forcefully swallowed it.
Li Jing felt guilty when he saw that his third son's eyes were red because of his words. He smiled warmly at Nezha and handed him a short sword.
Yang Jian sent a voice transmission. "If you don't learn, you will have to write 3,000 words today."
"Father, let's go!" Little Nezha grabbed the sword and shouted proudly.
Li Jing chuckled and brought Nezha to the courtyard. He began to practice his sword techniques.
At first, Nezha did not think much of it. However, when he saw that the mortal sword technique contained an exquisite concept, he immediately immersed himself in it. He liked fighting and killing to begin with.
Yang Jian sat in the side room. When he saw that, he shook his head and sighed with a smile.
Other families were father and son. However, this family was actually the father of the son. It was quite strange.
He closed his eyes and meditated. His cultivation progress in the mortal world was much slower. However, he also needed time to think quietly about how to break through the limit of the fifth stage of the Pearl Accumulation realm.
The sixth stage was to comprehend a mystical ability. Perhaps he would directly comprehend his intrinsic mystical ability and enter the seventh stage with the advancement of the fifth stage.
If that was the case, the Eight-Nine Arcane Art might be able to enter the eighth stage before the God-Conferment Tribulation ended …
"If I enter the seventh stage, even if I encounter ordinary quasi-sect masters, I won't have to turn around and escape."
With that thought in mind, Yang Jian felt a sense of yearning.
After the God-Conferment ended, the luck on his body might gradually dissipate. He should make full use of these gaps to comprehend more.
The next thing that would happen after the God-Conferment Ceremony should be the construction of the Deer Terrace Pavilion, Jiang Ziya would go into seclusion, and then be invited out by King Wen of Zhou.
The day Jiang Ziya returned would be the day the God-Conferment Ceremony would begin.
There should be another two to three years.
Yang Jian thought about it and thought of a key figure in the God-Conferment — Grand Tutor Wen.
Grand Tutor Wen was a disciple of Jie School. He also cultivated the mystical ability of the Divine Eye. He was also the pillar of the entire Shang Dynasty. He was the key figure who pulled the immortals of Jie School into the God-Conferment Battle.
After thinking for a while, Yang Jian did not move to look for the Grand Tutor. After all, Uncle-Master Taibai had instructed him to do so. Even if Yang Jian went to find Wen Zhong, there was nothing he could do other than kill him.
Yang Jian went into seclusion in the Li Residence. He watched Nezha and Li Jing interact every day and waited for Nezha's calamity to descend.
In the blink of an eye, a year and a half had passed. Yang Jian had accumulated enough. The 72nd Xuan Bead was about to take shape. However, he was still at a loss as to how to break through the limit of the fifth stage.
On the other hand, the relationship between Nezha and Li Jing rapidly heated up under Yang Jian's "protection".
Little Nezha had been disciplined by Li Jing. His personality was less mischievous. Although he still wanted to move often, he did not have to stroll outside every day.
Li Jing also felt that Little Nezha was becoming more and more likable. Recently, he would bring Nezha along every time he went to the military camp. Nezha often displayed his mystical abilities and martial arts in front of the generals, making Li Jing's face glow.
The clever Lady Yin had already guessed that it was Yang Jian who had done it. She thanked Yang Jian profusely in private.
Yang Jian was a little depressed.
After the wedding, he had only been intimate with Xinke for half a year. He did not expect to stay outside for a year and a half because he was busy with Ling Zhuzi!
Although he had not wasted the past year and a half, he was still a little bored.
However, on account of Ling Zhuzi's delicate appearance, he endured it for the time being.
On this day, Yang Jian suddenly heard Nezha complain in the courtyard. "This summer is so hot. Where can I find a cool pool to play?"
A servant mentioned that the water in Nine Dragons Bay was clear and refreshing. Nezha's heart skipped a beat. He rolled his eyes and had the thought of climbing over the wall to play.
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