Hearing the sound, he picked up the wine bowl, took another sip, and then exclaimed to Emperor Xin: "The king has really made a wonderful idea. He condensed the essence of the nine jars of wine into this pot. No wonder the taste is so good, it is really extraordinary! He can really think what ordinary people cannot think and what ordinary people cannot do!"
"There is a reason in everything, but I think more than others." Emperor Xin chuckled, filled Wen Zhong with another bowl, and smiled and said, "Drinking for success!"
"Thank you, the king." Wen Zhong hurriedly said humbly, and then he looked at Di Xin hesitantly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know whether he should say it.
"If the Defense Minister has anything to say, you don't have to worry about anything. From now on, this will be the case. There is no need to hesitate in front of me..." Seeing this, Emperor Xin waved his hand freely and smiled at Wen Zhong.
"Since the king said it, I won't hide anything..." Wen Zhong nodded after hearing the sound, and said, "Maybe the king will think that my words are a bit unsightly, but I still want to say that although this wine is good, it is too luxurious. Nine jars of wine can make this pot, and it is really not easy to drink too much. Otherwise, once it spreads, it will be detrimental to our country of Shang. One day, you may encounter a crisis without food."
"Hahaha, the Minister of Defense said, I have already thought that this wine is indeed a bit extravagant, but this wine is not only something that can be used for drinking, but also a medicine. If the Minister of Defense leads his army to fight in the future and encounters soldiers injured, this object can clean the wound first and then bandage it..." Di Xin laughed and said another use of this high-level wine, and explained: "As for the reason, it is very simple. There will be some dirty things in the wound on a person's body, and it is not clear to see clearly, but this object can wash out the dirty things. In this way, the wound will not easily ulcerate and recover faster."
"It actually has such an effect?! Incredible!"
When he heard the sound, his eyes lit up immediately. He looked at Di Xin in disbelief, and he was full of praise.
You should know that when marching and fighting, soldiers will inevitably be injured, and ulceration of wounds is the most troublesome thing. Often, some soldiers just break their soles or get stabbed in their calf, and end up losing their lives. If this problem can be solved, countless people will definitely be able to live.
Di Xin nodded with a chuckle. In fact, the reason here is very simple. It is just to use alcohol to kill bacteria that cannot be seen in the naked eye in the wound.
"In addition, I also want to pass this method on Xiqi. The Xibo Marquis Ji Chang worships the gods, and is extremely respectful. I wish to worship the world's rare treasures. How can I miss this kind of wine? From now on, will I make wine from Xiqi? I shouted loudly and bought wine from Jichang."
And at this moment, Wen Zhong smiled indifferently, and his tone suddenly became a little strange, and he chuckled.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Wen Zhong heard Emperor Xin’s words and thought for a moment, his eyes immediately lit up and exclaimed.
Only nine jars of wine can make a pot, which is extremely luxurious and precious, and this taste is even rare. Even if he is as determined as he is, after drinking a bowl, he actually wants to have another bowl, not to mention those people in Xiqi.
If everyone in Xiqi City advocates drinking, and drinking is a popular place in Xibohou, then they can naturally defeat others without fighting.
"Defense Minister, we will talk all night tonight. From tomorrow on, we will ban this extravagant trend. Let's continue the topic we just said..." Di Xin chuckled, looked at Wen Zhong, and continued: "I want to know, Secretary of Defense, how do you think you should deal with this possible catastrophe."
"This great catastrophe is dominated by the way of heaven. As far as I know, it should be related to the Heavenly Court. After all, the Heavenly Court has been established for a long time, but there are still vacancies in many of the gods. The Heavenly Court may use this catastrophe to seek some gods for the Heavenly Court..." Wen Zhong pondered for a while, picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and then said: "So, I think the name of this catastrophe can be called the Investiture of Gods! The three religions have entered the game, and the demon clan, the dragon clan, the phoenix clan and the Western clan will also be involved, but it is not known who will win to death now, but I think that my Jie Cult should have some advantages. After all, I Jie Cult came to the court with thousands of immortals, and there are many people and strong brothers and sisters, which is far from comparable to the Ansect and the People's Cult!"
The Demon of God!
Emperor Xin gently stroked his palms and looked at Wen Zhong, with a flash of light in his eyes. If it weren't for Wen Zhong's last words, he would have almost doubted that Wen Zhong, like himself, had been traveling through time from later generations. Otherwise, how could he have had such a clear understanding of the upcoming disaster, and even said the name.
"So, Master, have you ever thought about something that is because the Jie Sect comes to pay tribute and has a deep friendship, so it is easier to get involved in a great catastrophe? As long as one person enters the catastrophe, others will come to save him. As a result, they are involved, just like a gourd baby saving... It is like holding firewood to put out a fire, but not only failing to put out the fire, but instead making the fire bigger and bigger?"
Emperor Xin looked at Wen Zhong and asked with a chuckling.
After a word fell, Wen Zhong immediately became silent, his eyebrows frowned into a lump, revealing a thoughtful look.
"I'll deduce it for the Minister of Defense. If the Minister of Defense attacks Xiqi or Dong Jiang, but encounters the attack of the Immortal of the Chan Sect, and cannot defeat it for a long time and cannot deal with it, so I went to invite the brothers Immortal of the Chan Sect, and the person who came was killed by the masters invited by the Immortal of the Chan Sect, then you naturally have to invite a higher level, invite the Ten Heavenly Lord, invite Zhao Gongming, invite your master, and invite the four personal disciples. If it is still not enough, will the Master Tongtian also enter the venue in the end?"
"One person after another, one person after another. In the end, whether it is the Minister of Defense, the Ten Heavenly Lord, Zhao Gongming, the Sanxiao Fairy, or your master, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, they are all famous on the Gods List... Do you think this situation will happen?"
"And I have another thing I want to ask you. You said that there are many immortals in the Jie Sect and thousands of immortals come to pay their respects. How dare you ask? As far as you know, how many people in the Jie Sect are planning for this great disaster, hoping that the Jie Sect can escape from the great disaster smoothly?"
Emperor Xin pretended to be drunk and hot, looked at Wen Zhong and slowly revealed the lineage of the Gods he knew.
When Wen Zhong heard this, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word. All the wine he had just drunk turned into cold sweat and flowed down his forehead.
He suddenly felt that every word that Di Xin said hit his heart like a javelin, leaving him speechless.
The Jie Sect’s immortals have deep feelings and great ties. This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing, because they will help each other. One person falls, ten people come to save them, ten people falls, and hundreds of people come to save them!
Similarly, as far as he knows, among the Jie Cult Immortals, there are probably only one or two sober people besides himself. Now they are worried about the upcoming disaster. As for the rest of the people, they probably think that Jie Cult has many people and is free and unrestrained, and can be transcended from the disaster.
Once the disaster breaks out in full swing, but the Jie Sect Immortals are completely unprepared, in that case, what awaits them will inevitably be a catastrophe.
"Tell the master, no, tell the master that the master must pay attention to this matter, prepare for the future, and prepare early!"
In an instant, Wen Zhong's heart had floated to Jinao Island at this moment, wishing that the Holy Mother of Jinling could be in front of her, tell her what she thought in her heart, and pay attention to all this.
"The National Defense Minister does not need to be in a hurry. He reports to the Jieshuai, and he is not in a hurry for a moment... I still have some things to tell you. Not long ago, I wrote a lewd poem in the Imperial Palace, and behind this incident, there were Western saints. And in the past few days, Daji, who I accepted into the palace, was actually the nine-tailed fox sent by Nuwa, in order to deceive my mind and disrupt my court..."
How could Emperor Xin not know what Wen Zhong thought? Fortunately, he gave him another dose of medicine and told him about the things he had encountered in these days:
"Not long ago, I met three generations of disciples of the Jie Sect in Chaoge City, and I was very lucky. When I suppressed the rebellion of Mei Bo, I also met Western saints disciples in charge, and even one of them was a golden cicada. I wanted to massacre the city and put the bad reputation on me... This catastrophe of the gods was indeed due to my Da Shang, and it was due to me!"