Ascetic training on Cloud Dream Mountain?
Had he really gone to face the wind with a stone in his mouth?
Good. Otherwise, having a normal conversation with Shen Gongbao would be difficult.
Zi Shou said, "The Star-Plucking Tower is complete, and I shall grace it with my presence. Great Shang has stood for exactly six hundred years. I have determined that on the fourteenth of September, during the fifth watch, the moon will be full and radiant. I command the Imperial Preceptor to invite immortals, immortal maidens, and celestial ladies to a banquet at the Star-Plucking Tower to celebrate together."
What?
Exactly six hundred years since the founding, and he wanted to invite all the immortals to celebrate?
What did founding a nation have to do with immortals?
Besides, Great Shang hadn't been founded exactly six hundred years ago!
Although no one could say precisely how many years it had been, more than six hundred years had passed since Cheng Tang became leader of the Shang tribe. If they counted from his destruction of Xia, it had been less than six hundred years. No calculation yielded exactly six hundred.
But no one pointed it out. Could the courtiers really say that King Zhou did not even know how long his own dynasty had existed?
King Zhou was in charge now. However many years he said it had been, that was how many it was. Even if he said it had just been founded, his word had to prevail.
Wen Zhong cupped his hands. "I obey Your Majesty's decree."
Although he did not understand King Zhou's intentions, inviting members of his sect to the banquet was a fine thing in itself.
It could win King Zhou more support in the investiture calamity. If all the Jie Sect Disciples assisted King Zhou