Chapter 350 Incurring Public Angry
"Then please calculate my destiny in this life. If you calculate it correctly, this is yours." Chang Hao placed his jade pendant on the table.
He knew that the monks of today were all truly skilled, unlike the charlatans of later generations who dressed up as otherworldly immortals.
“No problem.” Jiang Ziya began to divine. With Jiang Ziya’s shallow cultivation, it was impossible for him to break through the seal of the Great Dao that Hongjun and Houtu could deceive together. All he could calculate was this lifetime.
Chang Hao was very much looking forward to it. Although he knew Di Xin's fate, he was now Di Xin, and things should be different.
“Young man, your life is marked by celestial evil and terrestrial evil, and you are destined to be caught in a net of heaven and earth, with your children’s palace being harmed…” This was the first time Jiang Ziya had calculated such a terrible fate since he started his stall in Chaoge several months ago.
Chang Hao pursed his lips. He understood that the children's palace was being harmed. His original plan was not to implicate the next generation. He would not leave any descendants before he could change his fate. However, he did not quite understand the meaning of the phrase "the yang and yin lines are in a net of heaven and earth," but he knew it was not a good thing.
"What do you mean?" Huang Gun asked Chang Hao the question he most wanted to know.
"It means that the young master's fate is not good. He lost his father in his youth and his mother in his early adulthood, and will be a lonely widow for the rest of his life. He will be surrounded by foreign enemies and have no children to see him off in his old age." It's too tragic. Jiang Ziya handed the jade pendant on the table back to Chang Hao. He should keep this young master for himself.
Jiang Ziya didn't notice that the bustling crowd around him had suddenly fallen silent as if by magic, their eyes filled with undisguised ferocity.
Jiang Ziya, taking this opportunity as a rare encounter, kindly reminded him, "Especially your father, young master, you should be mentally prepared." The divination indicated that this young master might lose his father at any time.
"What did you say?" Chang Hao was no longer calm.
"Your father doesn't have much time left..." Jiang Ziya thought the young man was terrified.
"I'll teach you to keep your mouth shut..." Chang Hao, who was always a respectable person, punched Jiang Ziya directly, even though his father was perfectly fine.
"Ouch..." Jiang Ziya covered his eyes and squatted down. What an unexpected disaster!
Chang Hao realized that these immortal masters from Kunlun Mountain simply disliked the Yin Shang dynasty, and Jiang Ziya was no exception.
In his memory, Di Xin ascended the throne as a young man. He did nothing, and his foolish father was living a very comfortable life, looking as young as he was in his prime, growing younger with each passing year. How could he possibly die?
"My lord, let me come down." Lu Xiong grinned menacingly, his fists cracking.
Huang Gun silently stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Ziya's collar. Jiang Ziya's words today had pierced the hearts of the Yin Shang court officials. They didn't know that they were now relying on the crown prince to support them both inside and outside the court. These words were no different from cursing the fate of the Yin Shang dynasty.
"Stop!" Chang Hao called out to Lu Xiong and Huang Gun. "Old man, I lost my composure. Let's go." Chang Hao turned and left without taking the jade pendant. In fact, Chang Hao believed Jiang Ziya's words.
Lu Xiongyu and Huang Gun were both unhappy about letting Jiang Ziya go like that, but they dared not disobey the Crown Prince's prior instructions and followed Chang Hao indignantly.
If they wait until they're off duty before causing trouble for this swindler, it won't be considered disobeying His Highness the Crown Prince's orders.
Little did they know that once they were far away, the fierce people of Chaoge surrounded Jiang Ziya.
"You're quite capable, aren't you? Don't you know who this Chaoge City is?" This is bullying.
"Change the divination you just gave me immediately." This is utterly unreasonable.
"I see a dark cloud hanging over your face, you old codger; I fear you're in for some bloodshed." This is a sarcastic remark from the violent faction.
"This...this..." Jiang Ziya had never seen such a scene before. He had only been in Chaoge for a short time, and his impression of Chaoge had always been that life was peaceful and the people lived in peace and contentment. Even the slaves seemed to have a better mental outlook than in other places.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly changed his expression, becoming so fierce and menacing that Jiang Ziya doubted whether what he had seen before was an illusion.
"Everyone, calm down. Although my skills are not perfect, this divination is still accurate. If you want your fortune told..."
"I'll let you calculate..." Someone, enraged, overturned Jiang Ziya's fortune-telling stall. This act served as a signal for action, and the surrounding crowd immediately surrounded Jiang Ziya, throwing punches and kicks at him and beating him mercilessly.
"Everyone, be mindful of how you vent your anger, or His Highness will be angry." This was rather cunning.
Jiang Ziya was thankful that he still knew some magic, so he cast a shield on himself, narrowly escaping being killed.
He was close to being dead, though. Jiang Ziya was driven out of Chaoge City by the angry crowd. Fortunately, his sworn brother Song Yiren was notified by the restaurant staff and went to help Jiang Ziya settle down.
To be on the safe side, Jiang Ziya should not go to Chaoge City for the time being.
Chang Hao's heart was surging with emotions, and he could not calm down for a moment. He rushed back to the palace, no longer in the mood to understand the people's plight.
“Father…” Chang Hao hurriedly pushed open the door of Qiankun Palace, not even waiting for the palace servants to open it for him, but saw that Emperor Yi was rarely seen resting on the bed. His heart skipped a beat, this was very rare.
"My son, what's wrong?" Hongjun opened his eyes. "You're done with work so quickly today?"
"Father, why are you lying down at this hour? Are you feeling unwell?" Chang Hao held Hongjun's wrist and quietly took his pulse.
His pulse was strong and powerful, his complexion was rosy, and his eyes were bright and clear, with no trace of cloudiness. He did not look like a sick person at all.
Chang Hao can guarantee that, in terms of medical skills, he far surpasses all the minor doctors in the palace, and that his father's pulse indicates he can live for another fifty years.
"No, Father is perfect in every way." Hongjun felt a little dizzy when Chang Hao assumed power a month ago, but it was only for a moment.
Hongjun estimated that Di Yi's body could not support his divine soul. Fortunately, Di Yi was the current Human Emperor; otherwise, Di Yi would have exploded into a blood mist the moment Hongjun descended.
"My son, you've really worked hard. Your father has had someone prepare your favorite soup for you."
The God of Cookery simply followed his original instructions, delivering the carefully prepared soup to Qiankun Palace on time every day.
Hongjun planned to get up and personally take out today's dose of nourishing soup.
"Father, please sit down," Chang Hao pressed Hongjun down to prevent him from getting up, then turned around and ladled out a bowl for himself. "Father, let me feed you."
“My son has really grown up.” Hongjun sat on the bed with great curiosity. Chang Hao fed him poison, and he would drink it with a smile and then try to find a way to detoxify.
"Even crows know to feed their parents, how can a prince be inferior to beasts?" Chang Hao stirred the soup bowl in his hand, and when he felt that the temperature was about right, he slowly brought it to Hongjun's lips.
Quan Chang, standing to the side, quietly wiped away his tears. Who says there is no family affection in the royal palace? Their King and Crown Prince are the best father and son in the world.
"Quan Chang, go and invite the Grand Tutor over. Also, have the diviners and fortune tellers prepare to pray for the King's well-being." Chang Hao suddenly remembered that this was a good idea.
"Yes, Your Highness." Quan Chang went directly to relay the Crown Prince's order.
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