On the Investiture of the Gods, I am King Zhou
43 Come Late

King Zhou

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Liu An came.

As the main character, Liu An was late. It was not that he was deliberately late by half a beat, but that he was really a little injured.

When Liu An arrived, all the ministers rushed forward.

"Your Majesty, do you have any young juniors in mind?”Huang Feihu said with a smile.

"My subordinates in the army are in a hurry to get a new batch of people to educate them.”Huang Feihu said.

The ministers with children pricked up their ears and waited for Liu An's reply.

Liu An didn't pay attention to this. He shook his head slightly.

"Everyone can decide on these matters! If there is a good general, both sides can willingly take him in. If he has to trouble me for such a small matter, wouldn't I be very busy every day?”Liu An said.

"Your Majesty, this is a matter of military affairs after all. We naturally do not dare to make a hasty decision. It is better to leave it to Your Majesty to decide.”Uncle Bi Gan said with a slightly serious expression.

This was about military power! No matter how muddle-headed he was, military power was the last line. He had to firmly grasp it in his hands to prevent power from falling to others.

However, Liu An did not think so.

"All of you are patriots, so I naturally trust you. Therefore, you only need to draft a candidate and wait for me to review them one by one before appointing them.”Liu An laughed.

He just needed to grasp the last hurdle.

As for the other matters, he would leave them to others. Otherwise, wouldn't he be very tired as the king?

Of course, the most important thing was that Liu An believed in Huang Feihu, Bi Gan, and Shang Rong. The loyalty of these people had been tested by history. Although some of them died in the end and some of them defected, it was all the Shang Dynasty's own fault.

Now that Liu An was the king, he would definitely not let such a thing happen.

After Liu An finished speaking, he swept his gaze across the crowd. Where was Shang Qingjun?

He saw Shang Qingjun hiding behind Shang Rong with her head lowered, not daring to look Liu An in the eye. She did not even dare to appear in front of Liu An.

Shy? Haha, this little girl is really interesting.

Shang Qingjun's heart was probably very fragile right now. Liu An would not disturb her, and she had even decided not to look for her in the future. She wanted Shang Qingjun to throw herself into her arms.

The queen of a Martial King, the daughter of the Prime Minister, are you that awesome? In the end, he still had to take the initiative to come over and take the shot.

"Your Majesty's benevolent rule is truly a blessing for us subjects. Bigan sighed.

Yes, Liu An had set a precedent!

Since ancient times, there had never been a king who dared to hand over the selection of soldiers to his subjects.

It had to be said that Liu An's actions were extremely bold, but it made all the officials extremely excited. This was a good king.

"Let's not talk about this. Today is a rare World Conference. The monarch and his subjects celebrate together.”Liu An chuckled.

"Come, bestow wine." Liu Anming said.

The officials took the bronze wine cup with both hands and felt that this cup of wine was heavier than any other wine. Their hearts were filled with friendship.

"Come, cheers!"

"Fuck!"

Everyone drank and chatted happily.

Shang Qingjun felt as though she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Father." Shang Qingjun quietly tugged at Shang Rong's robe.

Shang Rong was chatting happily with an old minister. When he saw his daughter calling him, he quickly turned around.

" Daughter, what's the matter?" Shang Rong asked.

"My daughter is not feeling well and wants to go back first.”Shang Qingjun's face was pale, she was truly tired.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want me to beg the king to call the imperial physician over?”Shang Rong loved this only daughter very much. He was surprised and asked hurriedly.

"I just need to rest." Shang Qingjun forced a smile.

This muddle-headed father still had to beg that rude, unreasonable, overbearing, and stinky man who didn't know how to be gentle with women. Shang Qingjun was a little unhappy when she thought of this.

That was why Shang Qingjun still liked Liu An. Otherwise, she wouldn't have half-heartedly allowed Liu An to f * ck her. She hoped that Liu An would take the initiative to comfort her again so that she could take advantage of the situation and accept the fact that it was already a fact. However, Liu An was too arrogant and completely ignored her, as if he had forgotten about this matter. This made her very vexed.

"Alright then, I'll order someone to send you back." Shang Rong didn't think too much and immediately replied.

Shang Rong sent Shang Qingjun off.

Liu An felt relieved. What happened? Was he really worried that the matter just now would be exposed?

Although he was not afraid at all, he still felt a little pressured.

Now that Shang Qingjun had left, Liu An could look for his next partner.

As the king, if there were no more than three thousand beauties in the harem, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Liu An's gaze swept across the women.

After the young men finished their performance, they drank to their hearts 'content.

Liu An wouldn't want such a woman even if he gave her to her.

He wanted those difficult targets that could come and go with a wave of his hand. There was no sense of conquest.

Suddenly, Liu An saw someone.

There is a poem in ancient times that says: There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and isolated, a glance can topple a city, and then a country. I don't know how to topple a city and a country, and a beautiful woman is rare.

According to Liu An's understanding, this poem was about a girl standing there alone. She was very beautiful, so beautiful that she could die. She was simply the kind that could charm a completely beautiful young man. She was so beautiful that she could destroy a country.

After hearing that this poem was written, many noble ladies ran out to the streets and stood there in a daze, smiling. They wanted to be the beauty that could topple a country, but who knew that they would be frozen into idiots by the winter snow.

Liu An had originally scoffed at this. What could a girl say by standing there? It meant that she was very ugly. This poem was self-contradictory.

This was because those who were slightly more beautiful would have long been courted by a large number of men.

But now, Liu An had changed his mind.

This girl was truly beautiful. She stood there alone, her delicate hand gently raising the cup as she drank alone. She was like a cold and proud snow, and there was an aura that kept people away from her, making people not dare to approach her.

"Fei Zhong." Liu An said.

"Your Majesty, your subject is here." Fei Zhong hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Who is that?" Liu An asked. He believed that Fei Zhong would know who he was talking about in seconds.

"That's a retired minister, Lin Song's beloved daughter. Lin Song's daughter is old and he loves her very much, so his temper has been spoiled to be very arrogant. However, she's very handsome, so there are always people who don't believe in evil and disturb her.”Fei Zhong introduced in a low voice.

But he smiled bitterly.

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