Outside the imperial city, Zhao Si looked from afar at the direction of the south gate of Chaoge City and fell into deep thought.

According to his calculated convoy speed and their distance from the Imperial City, even if the time has not arrived, it should be within his sight.

But at this moment, there was still only a street that became slightly empty because of King Zhou's trip, and he could not see any results that Zhao Dajunsheng wanted to see.

Not right...

Zhao Si began to think about what went wrong.

Could it be that his math was taught by his physical education teacher?

Think carefully, analyze calmly, and recalculate...

That's right?

Zhao Si calculated it again and found that his previous calculations were almost the same, and there was no reason why there would be any mistakes.

"Is there something special about the road?"

Zhao Si felt a sudden heart and his spirit was instantly concentrated.

According to his memory, in the original work of "The Romance of the Gods", after King Zhou entered the incense of the Nuwa Palace, the next incident jumped directly to the story of Su Hu, Jizhou, and the nine-tailed fox taking over Daji and entering the palace to deceive the king. During this period, there was no information for reference.

So this special situation is completely outside the control of Zhao Dajunsheng!

"Is it because this emperor's chariot has something else to do and hasn't returned to the city as I thought?"

"Or, did you encounter something unexpected?"

Zhao Si thought, and felt something was vaguely wrong in his heart.

If it is the former, it would be fine. It is just a matter of waiting a little longer and waiting a little less. But if it is the latter, what is the accident? Will it make him become a saint... Ah, the road to advice is full of twists and turns?

Although in the original work of the Conquest of Gods, Nuwa was so angry that she wanted to destroy Cheng Tang Sheji, which showed that nothing had allowed King Zhou Yin to repent and ask for Nuwa's forgiveness, Zhao Si was an abnormality. Since he was thrown into the world by the Taoist Hongjun from Zixiao Palace, the butterfly's small wings had already flapped up. What kind of deviation would it lead to?

"I have to go over and see..."

Zhao Si thought about it for a while and finally decided to leave.

No matter what the situation is, you can tell it just by looking at it?

Plans are always impossible to change. If you want to become a saint, you must be able to adapt to changes!

He moved away from his hiding position lightly and rushed to the route he should have passed to return to the palace to the emperor's carriage.

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The Nuwa Palace Temple collapsed on the ground, and her old body lies down and she can't get up for a long time.

At this time, the Imperial Guards had already walked in front of them, and the shiny steel swords were thrust in front of the Imperial Guards. The clanging sound of gold and iron kept flashing in their ears, causing many people to start trembling slightly.

"I am the doctor Fei Zhong! I will expel you and others at your order. You will get up and leave quickly, otherwise I will not blame me for severe punishment!"

Fei Zhong led a team of imperial guards and stood a few steps away from the kneeling crowd, his voice strong and arrogant.

In his eyes, these people were just a group of mobs who were bewitched. With a slight threat, they could be dispersed at will.

The key is whether you can catch the big fish inside, dig out something from your mouth, and please the king!

As for how many lives would be killed in this process... that was not within Fei Zhong's consideration.

"Who are they..."

Fei Zhong swept over the crowd kneeling on the ground.

The Nuwa Palace Temple Zhu must be one of the leaders, but with his treacherous minister's keenness, Fei Zhong vaguely realized that this matter was not just something that a timid old temple Zhu could do by himself, but there must be others!

Who will it be...

Fei Zhong narrowed his eyes.

"Doctor Fei knows that Nuwa made humans with clay and refined five-color stones to repair the sky. It is the mother of our human race and the righteous god of heaven and earth. If Your Majesty does not ask for heaven, and I will be able to make the country and the country without losing the blessings of the empress, we will kneel down and not get up!" Temple Zhu said this tremblingly.

He was also quite anxious. King Zhou did not seem to have any intention of compromise. He could not see what the civil and military officials in the court were doing now, and the blade was not far away in front of everyone.

But now it has reached this point, and there is no way to retreat.

"Your Majesty, the legitimate son of heaven, we are the common people, the concubine son of heaven. If the legitimate son has made mistakes, the concubine son should advise him. If Your Majesty does not obey, we will advise him to death!"

"We will advise you for death!" The kneeling man shouted in unison.

"presumptuous!"

Fei Zhong shouted angrily and interrupted the temple prayer words.

"It is very disrespectful to dare to rank yourself with Your Majesty, so you should kill him!"

"Since you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Left and right! Do it for me!"

"Yes!" The Imperial Guard had no extra expression, held the long sword in his hand, and stepped forward towards the crowd step by step.

"Pu, pu, pu..."

The sound of footsteps was as if they were kneeling on the ground, making them feel heavier.

Not to mention some people who were not strong-willed and were already scared and were trembling. Even the Xuanniaowei who were almost escaping were not confident.

"Although these people believe in it, they are just that. It is rare to see people who can die with slacking off. They have not yet fled, but because no one starts. Once someone breaks down, these believers who gather together will collapse immediately..."

Zhang Long thought to himself, his face was so serious that it could almost drip water.

What are the plans for his own team rate? Why hasn't he appeared until this matter?

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On the other side, Huang Feihu, Shang Rong and others looked at the Imperial Guard walking forward and shook their heads and frowned.

They had a dispute with Fei Zhong, but in the end they were unable to stop him.

The imperial guards only obeyed the emperor's orders. Among the officials in the court, only the three dynasties had the power to defeat the king, Wen Zhong and Wen Tai Shi could influence this army. Not only was the helpless person in front of Fei Zhong, who was given the order of King Zhou as a token, the others were helpless, and they were not much less.

"This is absolutely impossible. Your Majesty must be invited out and he must be taken back to his life!"

The doctor Yang Ren looked at the royal guards who were approaching the crowd who were kneeling on the ground and said anxiously.

"Doctor Yang said it well. His Majesty must be taken back!" Shang Rong's face was solemn.

"General Huang, please bring all the generals to stop them. I will take all the officials to the emperor's carriage and ask His Majesty!"

"The Prime Minister is a mature saying." Huang Feihu nodded and wanted to leave.

At this moment, Fang Xiang, the general of the Formation Hall, suddenly spoke in shock: "King Wucheng, Prime Minister, please wait a moment, something seems to have happened before."

"Scene? What's going on?"

The civil and military officials looked up and their expressions changed.

"This is……"

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ps: I saw the complaints from several book friends and talked about the update issues. If I read this book earlier, I should know that there were about 50,000 words before the book was published, but when it was published 20,000 words, the response was very bad. After discussing with the editor, I found that the plot of the book was deviated, so I kept revising the article. Revising the article is equivalent to rethinking the content. Moreover, due to the influence of the old consciousness, it is more difficult than turning it over the whole book. It takes three or four hours to write a chapter.

Now it’s the New Year, and there are many things. After the outbreak of the epidemic, I can stay at home all the time. However, the elderly at home have never taken it seriously to panic and need to take care of it. There are already confirmed cases in my home not far away. Various materials need to be hoarded in advance due to constant road closures, villages, and rushing to buy. One is because there is not enough time, and the other is that it is difficult to calm down and devote their minds to thinking about the content, so the update has not been effective. Today I work hard to update two chapters, but it still comes to this point.
Chapter completed!