After nearly 600 years, Yinshang had more than 30 kings. The previous ruler also abdicated last year. The current ruler was Di Xin, the son of Di Yi.
The people in Zhaoge City were filled with complaints and were in dire straits. This was what Yang Jiao saw.
"King Zhou."
Yang Jiao pursed his lips and smiled. He looked at the majestic hall on the bluestone.
The later generations had different opinions about King Zhou's cruelty and licentiousness. However, without exception, they did not have a good impression.
Yang Jiao was not in a hurry. He slowly walked on the street, but his mind was already released, and he could not help but pay attention to everyone's slander.
At the same time, he also understood the ins and outs of the matter.
According to the legends, Emperor Xin was a man of extraordinary valor and was also good at fighting. When he was born with divine strength, the enemy would abandon their armor and armor. After Emperor Yi died, the throne naturally fell to him.
However, after King Zhou succeeded to the throne, he ignored the disaster of the drought and heavily levied taxes. He alienated virtuous ministers and pro-villains. Just a few days ago, he wantonly recruited beautiful women from all over the world, which made the entire court extremely dissatisfied and advised them to remonmonstrate.
Yang Jiao frowned and looked at the magnificent palace on the bluestone. His figure disappeared and floated towards the palace.
"Men, stop!"
Rays of mysterious light descended and enveloped the entire hall, blocking in front of Yang Jiao.
At the same time, a man with a solemn face and wearing golden armor stood in front of Yang Jiao with an ancient bronze sword in his hand.
Yang Jiao looked over. Although the man was mighty and extraordinary, his body was illusory. It was the appearance of a soul body.
When the man looked at Yang Jiao, he was stunned. Then, he cupped his hands and bowed respectfully."So it's you, Sagemaster. Please forgive me."”
"Who are you?"
"I am the general of the previous dynasty, Huang Yuan. I didn't know that the sagemaster was here.”
Yang Jiao pondered for a moment."It is said that King Wucheng's family has been loyal for seven generations and is Shang Tang's right-hand man.”
Huang Yuan laughed and said,"That's my grandson.”
Huang Yuan extended his hand to greet him."I dare not delay the sagemaster's important matters. Please enter the hall."”
Yang Jiao nodded and walked into the palace. He only needed to think for a moment to understand what kind of existence Huang Yuan was.
In the current Untainted World, the order of reincarnation was strict. As long as the body died, the soul would fly to the underworld. However, if one had luck, they could also stay in the world. The underworld could not care so far.
Just like Huang Yuan, he was a member of the Shang Dynasty in life and a ghost of the Shang Dynasty in death. He guarded the royal palace for generations, so ordinary villains naturally did not dare to be impudent here.
Soon, Yang Jiao threw this matter to the back of his mind and strolled around the palace. As the center of the dignity of the human race, it could not compare to the Sage's dojo, but it was built with bricks and tiles for thousands of years. Naturally, it had its own unique scenery.
Stepping into it, Yang Jiao's first feeling was that it was huge.
Bluestone bricks covered the ground, and patterns of black birds could be seen everywhere in the buildings. It was Shang's soup. When the founding of the country was aided by the black birds, Cheng Tang worshipped them as the guardian totem of the Shang Dynasty for generations.
"It seems that the Phoenix Race has occupied a lot of the Shang Dynasty's luck.”
Shaking his head slightly, Yang Jiao walked towards a bronze hall in the palace. He could sense that the head of the human race's fate was there.
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King Zhou, there was a drought in the southeast. At the beginning of the year, there was a locust plague. It was really difficult for us to store so much grain.”
"Your Majesty, please retract your order.”
An old man kneeled on the ground and said with a trembling voice.
At the top of the main hall, a man in his thirties was wearing a strict black bird robe that exposed his chest and back. He was sitting on a golden jade chair, his eyes half-closed as if he was still asleep.
After a long time, he pushed his messy long hair aside and glared at the old man kneeling on the ground.
"What did you just say?" she asked hesitantly in a hazy voice that sounded like she had just woken up.”
The old man sighed slightly and then spoke again,"Your Majesty, I…"”
"Forget it, forget it!"
King Zhou waved his hand impatiently and looked at Fei Zhong, who was wearing a hypocritical smile and acting like a villain. He asked,"How do you think we should deal with Minister Guan's matter?”
Fei Zhong raised his eyebrows and looked at the hall. He knelt for a moment and then turned back to look at King Zhou with a humble expression.
"Your Majesty, there are major disasters in the southeast at the beginning of the year. It is indeed difficult to take out twice as much grain and taxes as usual at the beginning of the year.”
Hearing Fei Zhong's words, King Zhou raised his eyebrows and frowned.
All the ministers looked at Fei Zhong and thought to themselves, Could it be that this sycophantic Fei Zhong has changed his personality?”
However, before anyone could imagine what was going on, Fei Zhong revealed an obscene smile."However, it is said that the Marquis of the Southeast had a grain reserve in his family in his early years. He should be able to afford it!”
"As for taxes!"
Speaking of this, Fei Zhong's expression became even more wretched. He cupped his hands and said to King Zhou,"It is said that there are many beauties in the southeast. Why don't we let the Marquis of the Southeast offer 3,000 beauties and let this matter go? It will also show that King Zhou is wise and mighty. He has the will of heaven and the hearts of the people."”
King Zhou's brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile."That's right! That's right, old thing, let's do this.”
"Great King! Don't listen to the words of the sycophants. The southeastern region has been suffering from natural and man-made disasters all year round. It's backed by a large mountain range and it's difficult to farm. There aren't many fertile fields to begin with, and the Marquis's Mansion has already opened its granaries for several months, so there isn't much grain in storage.”
King Zhou raised his eyebrows."Noisy, let's settle this matter. I don't care how you handle this matter. I must see 3,000 beautiful women and 10,000 stones of grain in the near future."”
The old Marquis of the Southeast was furious. He stood up trembling and pointed at King Zhou, who was sitting on the throne with an exaggerated expression."King Zhou is far away from loyal officials and close to crafty officials. He is dissolute and heavy in taxes. The capital of the Shang Dynasty for 500 years will be destroyed."”
King Zhou was furious and slammed his throne."This is treason and heresy. Why do you have to question my actions?!"”
"Drag her out and tear her apart! After death, his body was hung high on the cliff as a sacrifice to heaven.”
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Everyone trembled. When Marquis of the West Ji Chang heard this, he hurriedly said,"Marquis of the Southeast, there's something wrong with your words. Please leave your corpse intact."”
"Your Majesty, Marquis of the West is right. The Marquis of the Southeast has made great contributions in the battle against Dongyi.”
King Zhou's face was livid as he looked at his uncle."Prime Minister Bigan, are you going to stop me?"”
Bi Gan's aged face twisted and he sighed."Eh, please, Your Majesty, take into account the hard work that the Marquis of Dongnan has put in for the court over the years and let him die in a worthy manner."”
"The fatuous king, Yinshang is in danger.”
Dongnan Hou's old body trembled. He let out a miserable laugh and charged toward the giant jade pillar.
"Southeast Marquis, eh!"
Bi Gan stretched out his hand, but he didn't stop him. Perhaps this was the best ending for Dongnan Hou.
No one thought that the Marquis of the Southeast could not die. It was because King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty was powerful and bound by ancient thoughts. If the monarch wanted his subjects to die, they had to die.
However, Marquis of the West, who was hiding behind the officials, looked at the dead Southeast Marquis with an indescribable expression.
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