Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 235 First Meeting with King Wu of Zhou

"Okay, can we meet King Wu of Zhou?" Liu Zixun asked excitedly.

"I want to introduce you all to the king. With your help, the king will be able to capture Chaoge in no time." Jiang Taigong stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"That's great! I can meet King Wu, one of the monarchs I respect the most." Liu Ziran's eyes were also full of anticipation.

"When you meet King Wu tomorrow, do not address him directly as 'King Wu,' as that is a posthumous title given to him by later generations," Liu Zhun reminded them.

The next day, at dawn, Jiang Taigong got up early, changed his clothes, and prepared to go to court.

"It's really not easy for you to get up early to go to work at your age." Wang Mang rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Brother Wang, when you were the emperor, what time did you hold court?" Su Jiahe asked.

"It's about this early. Sigh, to be honest, being the emperor is a tough job. It's more comfortable to be an ordinary person."

It is still chilly in spring, especially in the morning before the sun rises. Gusts of cold wind blow through clothes, making people shiver.

"Jiang Taigong, how do you usually go to court? Do you ride in a sedan chair or on horseback?" Wang Mang asked curiously.

"Usually, the servants drive the carriage, but the carriage is too small and can't accommodate so many people..." Jiang Taigong suddenly realized this problem and frowned slightly.

"It's okay, let's follow them, it's warmer." Su Jiahe wrapped his coat tightly.

The carriage that Jiang Taigong rode in was very simple, with only a roof and no shelter. A servant drove the carriage from the front, while Jiang Taigong sat upright in the back. Because the road was all dirt, muddy and bumpy, the carriage moved very slowly.

"Jiang Taigong, your carriage is really high-end, and it has a 360-degree panoramic sunroof." Wang Mang joked.

"Stop talking and let's count the number of people. There are a lot of people coming this time, so don't get separated."

As Su Jiahe spoke, she called out everyone's names. Wang Mang, Yingying, Liu Zixun, Liu Ziluan, Liu Zhun, Daji, Shuangqing, and herself—exactly eight people, not one missing.

The street scenes of the Shang Dynasty were very different from those of other dynasties. Even the city center was still very simple and primitive.

The buildings lining the road were mostly built with rammed earth walls and roofs made of layers of straw. The pedestrians on the street were mostly dressed in threadbare linen clothes, some carrying water, others pushing carts and hawking their wares, all in a hurry.

"Good morning, Jiang Taigong." An old man recognized Jiang Taigong and hurried forward to bow and greet him respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Jiang Taigong quickly got off the car and helped the old man up.

"Why did you bring so many attendants today?" The old man was surprised when he saw Su Jiahe and others.

"These are my friends. Come with me to see the king."

Jiang Taigong exchanged a few more pleasantries with the old man before getting in the car and continuing on his way.

"Jiang Taigong, you are so approachable. You are so polite to a commoner." Liu Ziluan witnessed the scene just now and said admiringly.

"That old man is older than me, so I should respect him." Jiang Taigong nodded slightly.

"Wow, it's not easy to live to such an old age and still be healthy in this day and age." Wang Mang blurted out.

After walking for about half an hour, the group finally arrived at the palace.

"Is this King Wu's palace?"

Su Jiahe had thought that the palace would be more magnificent, but the building in front of him was only slightly taller than ordinary people's houses and still unremarkable.

Two rows of guards stood at the palace gate, holding bronze weapons. The sun was rising, and the sunlight shone on the weapons, reflecting a dark green light.

"Is King Wu of Zhou in there?" Liu Ziluan was a little nervous as he was about to meet his idol.

“I think so,” Liu Zixun said. “Do we need to bow when we go in? Is it three bows and nine kowtows?” “We don’t have kneeling and bowing in our time. It’s like this…” Daji demonstrated for everyone.

"Sister Daji, are there any other etiquette rules to be aware of?" Liu Zhun asked.

"Don't panic, don't panic. The king is kind and merciful. You don't have to be so formal." After Jiang Taigong finished speaking, he stepped forward and said a few words to the guards, then led a group of people into the palace.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Jiang Taigong bowed and saluted towards the center, and the others followed suit and bowed as well.

"Jiang Ziya, why did you bring so many people into the palace today?"

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one had seen King Wu of Zhou's appearance yet. Only a deep voice was heard from the front.

"Your Majesty, by chance, I traveled to the afterlife and met a group of friends, so I brought them into the palace and introduced them to Your Majesty." Jiang Ziya said slowly.

"Oh, there is such a strange thing?" King Wu of Zhou asked in a strange tone, "Come forward and let me see it."

At Jiang Ziya's signal, the eight people knelt in two rows beside King Wu of Zhou. Only then did everyone look up and see King Wu's face. He was about fifty years old, with a sallow complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although his temples were already gray, he was still very heroic.

"It turns out that King Wu of Zhou is so old." Su Jiahe always thought that King Wu of Zhou was the young man in the Romance of the Gods. She didn't expect that he was already so old, so she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Of course. When King Wen of Zhou died, he was already in his sixties or seventies, and King Wu was born when he was only fifteen years old. You can do the math yourself," said Wang Mang.

"Are some of you from later generations?" King Wu of Zhou looked at them and still couldn't believe it.

"That's right, they come from three thousand years later." Jiang Taigong said firmly.

"Three thousand years later?" The other officials present couldn't help but exclaim and looked at each other.

"Jiang Ziya, since you said you went to the afterlife, tell us what you saw and heard there." King Wu of Zhou signaled his ministers to be quiet.

In the court, Jiang Ziya truthfully recounted his experiences of the next seven days, and everyone was stunned.

"How could a person possibly travel three thousand years into the future? Jiang Taigong, you must be dreaming."

"They say Jiang Taigong is incredibly resourceful. Maybe he's actually encountered a god."

"Houses a hundred feet high, carts travel a thousand miles a day, and rice yields a thousand kilograms per mu—isn't this a fairy palace?"

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"Never mind, Ziya wouldn't deceive me," King Wu of Zhou waved his hand, and the ministers fell silent again. "Arrange for these distinguished guests to stay outside the palace, and send more guards."

"Yes." The follower beside him agreed.

After the court session, Su Jiahe and others were taken to their residence before they could even come to their senses.

"No, Jiang Taigong, does the king believe our identities so much?" Wang Mang did not expect that Jiang Taigong would directly tell him about the time travel.

"Of course, the king has always trusted me very much." Jiang Taigong said.

"The king is indeed a wise ruler. Since he trusts us so much, let's give him everything we brought."

"Don't worry, my dear brother. The king will summon you later. I still need to discuss matters with the king. I'll excuse you."

After Jiang Taigong left, Su Jiahe called everyone together and told them the tasks assigned by the system.

"What? You want us to rescue King Zhou?"