"You can't move your limbs for the time being?"
Nezha asked worriedly. He hurriedly said, "I'll go and ask Master if there's a way to save him."
"There's no need to worry." Yang Jian did not seem to care and smiled. "If there's a way, my master should have appeared long ago. This might be a torture that I have to go through. Cough, cough. Don't worry, I'll recover on my own in a year or two. "
Jinzha also asked, "Why is the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique so dangerous?"
"It's not that there's something wrong with the mystic technique …"
Yang Jian explained vaguely. It was impossible to say it out loud. Even Saint Nuwa was curious about his cultivation method. How could he announce it to the public?
The technique could not be spread to six ears, and the Dao could not be spread easily.
Fortunately, the three brothers were really concerned about Yang Jian's injuries and did not get to the bottom of the matter.
When King Wu heard about this, he hurriedly brought all the doctors in Xiqi City over.
The reason why Yang Jian's primordial spirit incarnation could not move was because his main body had been pierced by 70 pincers. His primordial spirit incarnation and his main body were of one mind. Due to the condition of his main body, this incarnation had become paralyzed on the bed. Only the parts above the neck were still obedient.
How could a mortal doctor understand such a situation? All of them said that Yang Jian had suffered a stroke and prescribed all kinds of prescriptions.
"Prime Minister … Prime Minister has worked hard for me and Xiqi. How did he suffer such a disaster!?!" Ji Fa guarded Yang Jian. The discomfort on his face was not feigned, although it was also part of his acting.
As an emperor, he often had no choice but to do what he wanted. This was understandable.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I just made a mistake in my cultivation. I'll recover in a year or two. During this period of time, I can move my mouth and my head. I can continue to manage the affairs for Your Majesty. "
"How can I bear it when you're already like this?" Ji Fa sighed and looked a little troubled. "But the Zhou Nation can't do without you …"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Yang Jian shouted outside the tent, "Nezha! Are you done? "
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Nezha and his brothers ran over from outside the tent. Nezha even carried a chair and placed it beside Yang Jian's bed.
This chair …
After the three brothers carefully refined and polished it, the first wheelchair in the Primordial World officially appeared.
It was carved from jade, and there were small Spirit Gathering Formations, Gale Formations, and Cloud Dispersing Formations carved on it.
Yang Jian wrapped himself in Xuanqi. Enduring the pain all over his body, he moved to the magic weapon with two wooden wheels. With a slight thought, the wooden wheels spun. The chair floated half a foot in the air and rotated left and right.
Ji Fa asked in astonishment, "Prime Minister, why is this treasure so similar to the compass chariot?"
"It's naturally not a treasure like the compass chariot." Yang Jian smiled and said, "But using it as a means of transportation will be fine. Don't worry, Your Majesty."
Ji Fa heaved a sigh of relief.
Now, his reliance on Yang Jian had far exceeded his own understanding.
With Yang Jian in the Zhou Kingdom, Ji Fa could sleep peacefully. No matter how the thunder rumbled and the Skyfire raged outside, Ji Fa could still sleep peacefully.
Nezha said, "Senior Brother, your Xuan Body is unwell now. It's better if you don't attack in the future."
Yang Jian nodded and sighed softly in his heart.
Wasn't he doing this so that he could "attack" earlier in the battle later?
In order to show his sincerity, King Wu immediately chose 200 maidservants and sent them to the Yang Jian residence after returning to the palace. Although it was to take care of Yang Jian's daily life, it was not appropriate for there to be so many maidservants in the military camp. Moreover, Yang Jian was not returning to the Yang Residence at that moment …
King Wu finally thought of an idea. He knew that his fourth brother, Ji Dan, had a daughter who was rather beautiful. Before she could marry, he would personally visit her.
Ji Dan was not an outsider. He was the famous Duke of Zhou in the later generations. He was the Duke of Zhou referred to in the phrase "Duke of Zhou's Etiquette" and "Duke of Zhou's Dream Interpretation".
Duke of Zhou, surnamed Ji, first name Dan, was good at divination, and was the fourth son of King Wen.
After Zhou unified the world, Duke of Zhou assisted King Wu in coming up with some strategies to govern the country. One of them was that both men and women should abide by etiquette. They can only sleep together after marriage. This was the so-called Duke of Zhou's Etiquette.
After that, the meaning of the four words "Duke of Zhou's Etiquette" gradually changed to what Yang Jian knew. It had a teasing tone and implied 'matters between husband and wife'.
When Yang Jian was at his hometown on Earth, he often heard people mention the euphemism of "meeting the daughter of the Duke of Zhou at night". However, he never expected that he would really pick up the daughter of the Duke of Zhou …
On the sixth day after he collapsed, King Wu issued a decree ordering his fourth brother, Ji Dan's daughter, Qianhua, to enter the army to serve as the 'Army Supervisor'.
When Ji Qianhua entered the army, she was dressed in military attire, but she did not look heroic at all. That delicate little girl's posture, coupled with her beautiful and slender body, stunned the soldiers and generals along the way.
The one who waited for Ji Qianhua in the army was the famous minister of Zhou, San Yisheng.
Seeing that Yang Jian's expression was a little ugly, and afraid that Yang Jian would get angry, San Yisheng said in a low voice, "Prime Minister, I think you should accept the decree."
"Your Majesty is really …" Yang Jian sighed and said seriously, "This cannot be an exception."
"But Prime Minister is currently inconvenienced. Someone has to take care of you," San Yisheng said seriously, "Prime Minister, do you know what you are shouldering? It's the millions and millions of people of Xiqi. Which one of them doesn't see Prime Minister as the true god protecting this land? Prime Minister, you need to get well soon to appease the people! Farewell! "
San Yisheng righteously lectured him, then waved his sleeves, cupped his fists, and left with an indescribable elegance.
However, he conveniently left Ji Qianhua in the tent.
Ji Qianhua stood there with a bashful expression. She stole a glance at Yang Jian, who was sitting behind the desk, and pursed her lips.
Which girl didn't love heroes? Not to mention that Yang Jian was quite handsome …
King Wu's appointment of her as the Military Supervisor was just an excuse to the outside world. In reality, she was the maid that King Wu had bestowed upon Yang Jian. She came to the army to serve Yang Jian in the name of Military Supervisor and take care of Yang Jian's daily needs.
How could Yang Jian not know King Wu's intentions? He sat there with a bitter smile. He was an immortal, why would he need daily needs …
"Prime Minister, don't chase Qianhua home. If that's the case, Qianhua won't be able to face Father."
Ji Qianhua was also a well-educated and reasonable young lady from a wealthy family. She had never left the house since she was young. Although she couldn't compare to Ao Xinke, who was a princess of the Dragons, she was still a gentle girl that was hard to find in the mortal world.
"Military Supervisor, you must be joking," Yang Jian said indifferently. "Military Supervisor is here on King Wu's orders to supervise the affairs of the army. I don't dare to be negligent. Zhi Jian, arrange a residence for Military Supervisor. "
"Yes!" Zhi Jian, who had been in the corner, immediately replied.
At this critical moment, Zhi Jian was also causing trouble. He directly got the soldiers to move another bed and placed it beside the small bed that Yang Jian slept on.
Ji Qianhua's face was really red. When she thought about how she would be alone with a strange man tonight, even if the latter could not move freely, she would still lose her reputation and integrity.
Ji Qianhua's father valued these the most. When she stepped out of the house, her father told her that she would be the Prime Minister's maidservant in the future, so she could not be too arrogant.
Yang Jian's face darkened. He glared at Zhi Jian and scolded, "What are you doing!"
Zhi Jian smiled awkwardly and said, "Second Master, this is … This is Madam's order. She just sent a voice transmission to me, asking Miss Qianhua to serve Second Master …"
"Which Madam?"
Zhi Jian said, "Naturally Second Master's wife!"
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. Wife! Am I being forcefully taken in as a concubine?
If something like this happened, even if Xinke was unwilling, she would most likely agree immediately. The Dragons had been passed down for a long time, and they valued the virtues of their children. Although the Dragons' sons often indulged in debauchery with sea maidens, the dragons' princesses had been taught the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' since young.
Perhaps the human race's' Three Obediences and Four Virtues' concept was learned from their worship of the Dragons' totem.
Let's cut to the chase and get back to the main story.
Yang Jian did not really chase Ji Qianhua back, nor did he disappoint Ao Xinke's' kindness'. He ordered people to set up a small tent outside the main tent and let Ji Qianhua, the Military Supervisor, live in it.
After this farce subsided, Yang Jian returned home and told Ao Xinke that he was fine. Then, he went to see Yohime.
Seeing that Yang Jian couldn't get down from the chair, Yohime's eyes turned red and she was about to cry.
Yang Jian hurriedly said that he was just cultivating and couldn't move. If he lost the 'Innate Qi' in his chest, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
After much persuasion, he finally managed to fool Yohime.
Little Chan 'er, who had been serving justice outside, also hurried back when she heard about this. Seeing her brother sitting on the chair, she was instantly … overjoyed.
"Brother, are you cultivating?"
"Yes."
"Can't you move at all?"
"Yes … What do you want?"
"I'll push you!" Little Chan 'er went behind the chair and gently pushed it with both hands. She smiled and said, "Brother, tell me where you want to go. I'll push you there! Well, I won't go out and wander around. I'll just accompany you in the army. "
Yang Jian was about to refuse, but when he thought of Ji Qianhua in the army, he nodded and agreed.
"It's rare for you to be so considerate …"
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Little Chan 'er rolled her eyes and pushed Yang Jian around the hall. "I was brought up by you. You can't go, so I should take care of you."
Yohime, who was at the side, was both gratified and sad. Seeing her children supporting each other like this, she sighed a few times.
Therefore, Yang Jian also brought Little Chan 'er into the army and let her live with Ji Qianhua. She would focus on handling all the affairs of the Zhou Country.
Little Chan 'er really became serious this time. She didn't cause trouble and was also very quiet. She wore her military uniform and didn't have any conflicts with Ji Qianhua.
Therefore, when Yang Jian was in the east of the army camp, he would always see two 'delicate and pretty' young generals following behind him, either pushing the chair or opening the way.
For a while, he became a joke in the army, but no one dared to say anything.
There was no wall in the world that didn't have a crack. The news of Yang Jian's paralysis quickly spread to the Green Dragon Keep.
Lu Xiong was overjoyed and immediately ordered the troops to go to battle.
Fei Zhong and You Hun couldn't stop them and were dragged out of the Green Dragon Keep with the army to the west.
Deng Chanyu was afraid that it was a trap, so she ordered tens of thousands of riders to go ahead and arrived near Qi Mountain two days earlier. They were stopped by the hundreds of thousands of Zhou Country's army that had been waiting here for a long time.
Yang Jian didn't show up. Huang Feihu and Nezha led the troops out.
Deng Chanyu saw that the Zhou Army had a sense of propriety and extraordinary momentum. She was secretly surprised.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes turn red. When Nezha saw Deng Chanyu, he gritted his teeth and went to the front of the two armies on his Wind Fire Wheel. He pointed at the slender figure wearing half a mask and riding a brown horse and scolded,
"Do you dare to fight me again!"
"Humph." The female general urged her horse forward, but she really didn't put the defeated in her eyes.
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