Chapter 473 Ziwu falls into a trap
Chang Hao narrowed his eyes and sized up Zi Wu. He had almost forgotten Zi Wu's problem. Although Zi Wu's words were a little probing, the literal meaning definitely took precedence.
"Young Master Ziwu, watch your words." Shang Rong's face turned ashen. He had almost forgotten that Young Master Ziwu was fond of beautiful women.
Ziwu opened his eyes slightly. Prime Minister Shang Rong looked so furious that it seemed as if he himself had been offended by Prime Minister Shang Rong's words.
"It's alright, Young Master Ziwu is still just a child." Chang Hao smiled slyly, already thinking about how to discipline Ziwu.
Shang Rong heard His Majesty lightly dismiss the matter, and although he swallowed his anger, he secretly planned to have a serious talk with Bigan. He thought that Ziwu had the same problem as the King.
Could this problem be hereditary?
Ziwu was completely stunned. The awkwardness he felt when he first saw the two from afar connected with the fact that Prime Minister Shang Rong was subconsciously listening, unconsciously obeying, and showing a hint of respect. The true identity of the young master Chang in front of him was about to be revealed.
Chang Hao tempted him, "Young Master Ziwu, I've heard you enjoy reading classics. Would you like to come to my house? My house not only has a complete collection of classics, but also practical books that you can't find outside, such as the Atlas of Heaven and Earth, Yin Shang weapons, Yin Shang military manuals, as well as maps of mountains and rivers, tactics, strategies... As long as you want to see it, there's nothing I can't find."
Ziwu's eyes were already fixed on the dazzling smile in front of him, not to mention guessing the person's identity and hearing a long list of books that he could never even touch. With the added filter of his imagination, he nodded in a daze.
"Then you may come to my house." Chang Hao's smile concealed a dagger. He would indeed provide these things, but Ziwu could forget about comfortably studying in the study.
"Yes, sir." Ziwu followed without a second thought.
Shang Rong watched the two, one big and one small, leave hand in hand right before his eyes. He stroked his long, white beard, pondered for a moment, and shook his head. "That old fellow Bi Gan, he's lucky."
Chang Hao is very knowledgeable. No matter what Zi Wu asks, he can talk about it fluently and logically, with clear data and precise details. He can even explain tactics and strategies in detail.
Ziwu was so engrossed in listening that he didn't notice that they had unknowingly strayed from the path.
"Your Majesty, where is this?" When Ziwu came to his senses, what he saw was not the royal palace he had expected, but an endless plain. He could see the city gates as far as the eye could see.
There has never been such a large plain in or around Chaoge City, including its suburbs.
"Young man, I'll teach you your first lesson: don't let preconceived notions cloud your judgment," Chang Hao said earnestly. Look, he's a living example.
Ziwu stared in disbelief at the king he had always admired.
Chang Hao's conscience did not hurt. Looking back on the past with equanimity, he said, "No matter what you hear, what you see, or how coincidental your encounter with someone may be, it may all be fake, or it may be a deliberate scheme by someone to target you."
Ziwu's face was like a palette of colors, a truly fascinating sight. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you saying that you deliberately went to Prime Minister Shang Rong's residence..." to wait for him, the one who walked right into your trap?
Although Ziwu felt a little shameless thinking this way, it was truly his belief.
“Not only that,” Chang Hao leaned down, “from the moment you left home, all the hardships you have experienced were brought about by me.”
Ziwu's smile froze on his face, his mind went blank, and the little bit of excitement in his heart shattered with a "poof".
"Also, from now on, you don't need to go home anymore. I've arranged a good job for you." Chang Hao straightened up and looked at Jiang Ziya and the others who had rushed over after receiving his message.
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." Jiang Ziya, along with Lu Yuan, Huang Feihu, and others, were ordered by Chang Hao to escort Jiang Ziya through the passage to the Hongmeng World. They also brought a large number of craftsmen to begin building a new world for their human race.
“Rise,” Chang Hao said, presenting Ziwu to Jiang Ziya. “I am sending a small laborer to Grand Master Jiang.”
"Who is this young master?" A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Ziya's eyes. For the king to make a special trip like this, his identity is worth pondering.
"This is Wang Shu Bigan's eldest grandson, Ziwu. Ziwu is young and sharp, so I specially sent him here. In the future, Grand Master Jiang will have to take him with him all over the country. Let him practice any troublesome or trivial matters. In his spare time, he is specially allowed to borrow your collection of books."
"Lu Yuan, although Zi Wu is young, he is capable of fighting fierce beasts and has superhuman strength. Find him to practice with more often when you have time." Chang Hao gave the instructions one by one.
"Yes, Your Majesty, we will do our utmost." Jiang Ziya had a vague idea of what was going on. Since the future king might be his future ruler, then Jiang Ziya would not hesitate to take drastic measures.
Jiang Ziya had just enjoyed the harmonious relationship between the ruler and his minister, and was in high spirits every day, when he was about to be brought back to his original state.
Ziwu couldn't hide his panic; no matter how mature he was for his age, he was still too inexperienced.
"Your Majesty, Ziwu was wrong. Please don't abandon me here. For my grandfather's sake, please forgive me this time." Ziwu's careless words brought this disaster upon himself. If time could be reversed, Ziwu would definitely slap himself a few times.
"Your Majesty forgives you, but Ziwu should also be reformed." Chang Hao's intentions were quite good. Power is extremely difficult to pass down from the top. Chang Hao could pass on the throne, but Ziwu needed to have the ability to take it from him.
Whether a subject obeys the king's summons or not depends entirely on the king's ability.
In the Primordial World, it would be difficult for Ziwu to make a breakthrough, but in the Hongmeng Realm, everything is brand new. Whether he can gradually gain the right to speak is Chang Hao's final test for Ziwu.
If Ziwu passes the test, Chang Hao's reward for Ziwu will be to let him protect the world that Ziwu has worked so hard to build.
The more you give, the deeper your feelings become, the heavier your responsibility, and the less likely you are to easily damage them.
Ziwu, unaware that the king before him was setting endless traps for him, still held onto hope, asking, "When will the king come to fetch Ziwu?"
As for the King abandoning him here and ignoring him completely, Ziwu never even considered that possibility. He was taken away from Prime Minister Shang Rong by the King, and his grandfather would surely know. The King wouldn't really do anything to him.
"Stay here and learn real knowledge. What you learn from books is never enough; you have to do things yourself to gain true knowledge. You don't want to find out that everything you hear and see is just an illusion." Chang Hao patted Zi Wu's head. It's hard to be a ruler, it's really hard to be a ruler.
Ziwu thought about it and realized that what the king said made sense, so he nodded in agreement. "Your Majesty, Ziwu understands. Ziwu will humbly learn here. Your Majesty must come to pick up Ziwu as soon as possible."
Chang Hao smiled and said, "Yes, very soon."
When he feels that Ziwu is capable, that is when he will come to fetch Ziwu. If Ziwu is not capable, then there is no need for Ziwu to return to the prehistoric world.
If Bigan misses his grandson, he can apply to visit Ziwu. Chang Hao considers himself a benevolent ruler, and he will usually grant such a small request once or twice out of ten.
At this moment, Ziwu, who still retained the heart of a child, was unaware that the pit he had fallen into the most in his life was the one dug by the king. Once he fell in, he could never climb out again.
From this moment on, a pampered young master was reduced to an unpaid laborer in the hands of Jiang Ziya and his men, moving things wherever needed.
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