The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

However, after Shang Tang established the country, because the throne of the Shang king was inherited in parallel by the two ways of "brother to brother" and "father to son", there were constant turmoil. After nine generations, the national power was exhausted and the princes were separated.

When Emperor Xin—that is, King Zhou succeeded to the throne, internal and external troubles emerged one after another, and the power of the princes could no longer be suppressed. It really seemed like the sun was declining.

During today's court meeting, hundreds of princes jointly petitioned for orders. Because the four directions were not peaceful, and there were threats from the dog army, Dongyi, and Nanman, they implored Emperor Xin to order and allow them to expand their army, and to take one or two of the money and silk from the annual tribute to the court song as military rations.

At that time, Di Xin's face was ashen, and he went away, almost beheading the minister who reported the matter.

Half an hour later, Di Xin called four important ministers into the inner hall to discuss.

Among these four people, one is the grand master Wen Zhong, the pillar of the great merchant, the other is the commander-in-chief of the Jiepai Guan, Huang Gun, and the world-famous intelligent Wang Shu Bigan, and Emperor Xin's long-awaited general, Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu.

The other ministers, Prime Minister Shang Rong and Dr. Mei Bo, were all waiting outside the hall, and dared not enter the hall without being summoned by Emperor Xin.

Yang Jian came just in time to see this scene.

Di Xin was full of anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out, he couldn't speak out, he had to take into account the emperor's manner, and he had to consider the words of many ministers.

More importantly, he didn't want to let those damn princes see his frantic appearance!

Grand Master Wen Zhong, a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, is somewhat similar to Yang Jian, and also has the supernatural power of Tianyan. He is good at leading the army and governing the country. He is Di Xin's right-hand man.

This grand master was also helpless. He went to the north to conquer the rebels in February, and the army had just arrived, but he suddenly felt the changes in the world. He heard about Di Xinti's poem, so he hurriedly arranged the army, and returned to Chaoge to inquire about the funeral.

After all, Wen Zhong is a minister, not a pure monk. Although he practiced in Jin'ao Island back then, the time was short. The Holy Mother of Jin Ling taught him supernatural powers and let him go back.

After he came back, he preached to Di Xin, and Di Xin smiled embarrassingly, but he didn't dare to mention the matter of recruiting beautiful women.

Wen Zhong wanted to rest for two days and rushed back to Beihai, but was called into the palace by Di Xin to discuss the matter of the princes' proposals.

Di Xin didn't want to be soft on the princes, but he couldn't use force against the princes of the world. Of course Di Xin was not stupid. If he conquered the princes for no reason, I am afraid that the princes of the world will turn against the banner overnight and kill Chaoge.

Wen Zhong also knew that Di Xin just felt unable to step down at this time, so he said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, just listen to the old minister..."

He described the power of the princes in detail, and pointed out the four major princes, and made a plan to stabilize the east, suppress the west, use the south, and transfer the north.

Dong Bohou Jiang Hengchu, the head of the eight hundred princes and Emperor Xin's father-in-law, totaled the two hundred princes on the East Road. This is the most reliable and safest road for Emperor Xin.

The West Road is a big problem. Xibo Hou Jichang is known as a "sage", Xiqi is getting stronger and stronger, and more virtuous people in the world go to him.

E Chongyu, the Marquis of Nanbo, was an upright and resolute man. In recent years, he had been making great efforts in smelting. He had countless private soldiers in his tent, and he had a lot of grain, which made Chaoge uneasy.

Beibohou Chonghouhu... This is Di Xin's confidant, and he is the prince of Beizhen cultivated by Di Xin. He is loyal, capable of conquering and fighting, needless to say.

The so-called "Tune North" is to mobilize Chonghouhu's soldiers and horses to respond to Chaoge and secretly conquer Xiqi.

Arrange heavy troops on the south side of Chaoge City to guard against E Chongyu, use tactics to disperse the hearts of the army and the people, and divide the two hundred princes on the South Road.

If there are personal grievances among the princes of the eight hundred families, they can conquer each other, as long as the master is famous, there is no need to report it to Chaoge City.

The East Road will not move for the time being, the Dongyi tribe - the human power of Dongsheng Shenzhou is the enemy that all Xia and Shang have to face. With Dongbohou around, Di Xin can worry less.

Yang Jian listened interestingly on the beam, looked at the gray-haired Wen Zhong a few more times, and really regarded him as an enemy in his heart.

If Wen Zhong did not die, the Shang Dynasty would never be destroyed.

Di Xin heard Wen Zhongjin's words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and said with a smile: "With the help of my grand master, why worry about the uncertainty in this world?"

Huang Dagon and Huang Feihu who were on the side also expressed their praise, but Wang Shu Bigan, who stood behind Wen Zhong, sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you use virtue to influence the princes, but use schemes?"

Di Xin knew his Uncle Wang best, and he was not angry. Leaning on the dragon chair, he said leisurely: "I treat him with virtue, but his heart is different. I use schemes to calculate him, but his heart doesn't dare to move. Does uncle have a good strategy?"

"Your Majesty," Bigan bowed and saluted, "Since Tang Zu, our business has never ceased conquests, and the southern and northern wars have opened up boundless territory. Now the princes are powerful and have a lot to do with them. Why don't you start with the king, cultivate your morals, re-cultivate the people, live in the world, and return to the world..."

"Uncle, I'm a little tired, let's stop here today. What the Grand Master said today, you should draw up the regulations as soon as possible. I don't want to wait too long."

Di Xin stood up impatiently, walked out of the side hall surrounded by palace guards, and headed towards the harem.

Bigan, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, had a somewhat helpless face, standing there feeling lost and quite disappointed.

Huang Gun and his son left without saying much, but Wen Zhong walked out of the hall with Bigan and said something softly.

Yang Jian listened intently, it was Wen Zhong who was persuading Bigan...

Wen Zhongdao: "Your Majesty is young and full of vigor. At this moment, he only thinks about expanding the territory and making achievements that are not inferior to the previous emperor. You have to wait another ten years to hear these words."

"Hey, how can I not know what the grand master said?" Bigan stood in front of the hall, looking at the clear sky outside, "It's just that I always feel a little uneasy. Xiqi Xibohou is gradually becoming a sage. If the king doesn't value virtue, how can he compare with it?"

"Hmph! That Ji Chang, I think, is a decent-looking person!" Wen Zhong, the old man, had a violent temper, but he didn't say much.

Wen Zhongdao: "I still have to rush to Beihai, and I want Uncle Wang to watch over me; Your Majesty will always be careless, so don't let your Majesty lose his heart and ruin his virtue."

Bigan cupped his hands in salute: "The Beihai is far away, and the grand master has worked hard. Bigan waits for the day when the grand master wins and returns!"

Wen Zhong laughed twice, and immediately used the escape technique, his figure disappeared among the palaces.

Do you want to intercept and kill Wen Zhong?

Yang Jianfu thought about it for a while on the beam, and pushed this thought away from his mind.

He fluttered his wings, landed under the collar of a palace man, and followed Di Xin to the Yin and Shang harem.

During this trip, Yang Jian knew what kind of person Emperor Zhou Di Xin was, and he dared not say anything else. Di Xin's tyrannical temper was already evident at this time.

The princes are not dead, and the emperor is in trouble.

Emperor Xin is not dead, and the princes are hard to pacify.

In Yang Jian's eyes, Uncle Wang Bigan's remonstrance was nonsense. In this world, in the final analysis, Bingjia had the final say.

Wen Zhong was not in the court, so it would be fine if the time was short, but if the time was too long, this Emperor Xin would be easily deceived, listen to the courtiers, and turn the Shang Dynasty into a miasma.

‘Destiny, is it really on Xiqi’s side? '

Yang Jian thought carefully in his heart, and unconsciously found that the palace man had stopped; with a little extension of his spiritual consciousness, Yang Jian saw a scene that made him quite speechless.

Di Xin seemed to be a little depressed in his heart, so he directly picked up a beautiful court lady and strode towards the soft cave behind a Huachi.

On the contrary, the palace people were not confused when they saw this situation, and the maid did not struggle, tears flashed from the corners of her eyes, and a forced smile appeared on the corners of her mouth...

Shaking his head secretly, Yang Jian turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, but he was quite disappointed with Di Xin.

Originally, he still had a slight fantasy that Di Xin might be a Mingjun, but seeing that Di Xin was annoyed by the affairs of the princes, he just listened to a few words of remonstrance from the ministers, and then he calmed down.

How can such a person become a big deal?

With the big business falling into his hands, it is really a fluke that he can persist for 20 or 30 years, not to mention rectifying the chaos and reviving.

When he left, he didn't disturb the Golden Dragon of Fortune, Yang Jian went straight to Jizhou, first to stay behind with Daji.

The contradiction of the Great Shang lies in the interests involved between the Shang emperor and the feudal lords; and if the Battle of the Conferred Gods is analyzed from this perspective, it is nothing more than a great slave owner—Zhou, replacing another great slave owner—Shang.

What justice is there?

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled wryly, flying swiftly, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers.

When he saw a bustling city with the word "Jizhou" engraved on the huge stone above the city gate, he turned into a group of people, landed outside the city, and swaggered into the city.

Jizhou City is far from Chaoge. It is only a feudal land of princes, and it is also an ancient city. Except for a few main streets, which are spacious and straight, the other streets are winding and winding, obviously not built at the same time.

There is a large courtyard in the center of Jizhou City, with a few palaces, waterside pavilions and singing platforms, and there are heavy guards around it to guard against small disturbances at night.

Yang Jian walked around the mansion in a big circle. Because he was walking, it took him two hours. Then he found a place where no one was around, changed into an old man, carried a mahogany sword, and headed straight for the gate of Jizhouhou's mansion.

"Yuna old man! Stop!"

The gate guard scolded, and Yang Jian barely stopped in front of the shining spear points, with a displeased expression on his face.

Yang Jian angrily reprimanded: "How dare ordinary people stop? The life of the Prince of Jizhou is in jeopardy!"

These days, how dare you come out and run around if you don't have any momentum?

The guard guards were immediately frightened by Yang Jian's old man; they thought to themselves, if this is really a master of Fang Wai, if they don't let him in, wouldn't they kill their master?

But if this is just a liar, then they put it in without authorization, and the crime of dereliction of duty is inevitable.

Yang Jian, who was at the side, saw the hesitation and embarrassment of these soldiers, and he was secretly worried about these guys' brains, and cursed: "Hurry up and report! What are you doing standing here in a daze!"

"Oh, yes, yes!"