However, after the establishment of the Shang Tang, because the position of the Shang King was passed down from father to son, there was endless chaos. After nine generations, the power of the country was weak, and the vassals were divided.
When Di Xin, King Zhou, succeeded the throne, there were endless internal and external troubles. The power of the feudal vassals could no longer be suppressed. It was really like the sun was setting in the west.
In today's court meeting, several hundred dukes joined hands to ask for orders. Because of the unfairness in all directions and the threat of the War Hounds, Eastern Barbarians, and Southern Barbarians, they asked the King of Xin to allow them to expand their army. They also asked for a portion of the tribute each year to be used as rations for the army.
At that time, Di Xin's face was livid. He slammed the table and left. He almost beheaded the minister who reported the matter.
An hour later, Di Xin summoned four important ministers to the inner hall to discuss.
One of the four of them was the pillar of the Shang Dynasty, the Grand Tutor Wen Zhong. The other was the commander of the Jiepai Pass, Huang Gun. There was also the famous intelligent Uncle Wang, Bigan, and the general that Di Xin had expected, King Wucheng, Huang Feihu.
The other ministers, Prime Minister Shang Rong, and Doctor Mei were waiting outside the hall. They did not dare to enter the hall without being summoned by Di Xin.
Yang Jian arrived just in time to witness this scene.
Di Xin was furious, but he did not dare to vent it. He could not vent it. He still had to take into account the etiquette of an emperor and the words of many ministers.
More importantly, he did not want to let those damned vassals see his flustered and exasperated look!
The Grand Tutor, Wen Zhong, was a disciple of the Goddess of Golden Spirit of Jie School. He was similar to Yang Jian. He also had the mystical ability of the Heavenly Eye. He was good at leading troops and governing the country. He was Di Xin's right-hand man.
The Grand Tutor was also helpless. In February, he had gone to the north to attack the rebels. When the army had just arrived, he suddenly felt the changes in the world. When he heard about Di Xin's poem, he hurriedly arranged the army and returned to Chaoge to ask about the funeral arrangements.
After all, Wen Zhong was a minister and not a pure cultivator. Although he had cultivated on Golden Ao Island back then, he had only been there for a short period of time. The Goddess of Golden Spirit had imparted mystical abilities to him and released him. He did not know about the cultivators and did not know how serious the Saint's anger was.
After he returned, he preached to Di Xin. Di Xin naturally smiled awkwardly and did not dare to mention the matter of recruiting beauties.
Wen Zhong wanted to rest for two days before rushing back to the North Ocean. However, he was summoned into the palace by Di Xin to discuss the matter of the vassals. It was really tiring and he could not stop for a moment.
Di Xin did not want to submit to the vassals, but he could not use force against them. Of course, Di Xin was not stupid. If he attacked the vassals for no reason, the vassals of the world would probably rebel overnight and attack Chaoge.
Wen Zhong also knew that Di Xin just felt that he could not step down.
"Your Majesty, please listen to me …"
He explained the situation of the feudal vassals in detail, and also pointed out the four major feudal vassals, and decided on the strategy of stabilizing the east, suppressing the west, maneuvering the south, and moving the north.
Marquis Dong Bo, Jiang Hengchu, was the leader of the 800 vassals. He was also Di Xin's father-in-law. He was in charge of the 200 vassals on the East Road. This was the most reliable path that Di Xin could trust.
The West Road, on the other hand, was a great threat. Marquis of the West, Ji Chang, was known as a Saint. As West Qi grew stronger, many virtuous people sought refuge with it.
The Marquis of the South, E Chongyu, was an upright and resolute person. In recent years, he had a lot of private soldiers under him. Moreover, he had a lot of food, which made Chaoge uneasy.
The Marquis of the North, Chong Hu … He was Di Xin's trusted aide. He was the marquis of the North that Di Xin had personally nurtured. He was loyal and good at fighting. There was no need to say anything else.
The so-called "moving north" was to mobilize Chong Hu's troops and secretly attack West Qi with Chaoge.
He arranged a large number of troops to guard against E Chongyu in the south of Chaoge City. He used a plan to disperse the morale of the troops and the people. He divided the 200 vassals of the south road. It would be best if he started a few battles and made him break his own arms and legs.
If there were personal grudges between the 800 vassals, they could naturally attack each other. As long as there was a reason, there was no need to report it to Chaoge City.
The East Road would not move for the time being. The human forces of the Dongsheng Divine Continent were great enemies that the Xia Shang Dynasty had to face. With Marquis Dong Bo around, Di Xin would have less to worry about.
Yang Jian, who was listening on the beam, found it interesting. He took a few more glances at the white-haired Wen Zhong, and in his heart, he really regarded him as a formidable enemy.
If Wen Zhong did not die, the Shang Dynasty would not be destroyed.
When Di Xin heard Wen Zhong's words, the corners of his mouth curled up. He smiled and said, "With the Grand Tutor helping me, why would the world be unstable?"
Huang Gun and Huang Feihu also praised him. Only Uncle Wang stood behind Wen Zhong and sighed softly. "Your Majesty, why don't you use virtue to influence the vassals? Why do you use schemes to plot?"
Di Xin knew his uncle the best. He was not angry. He leaned against the dragon throne and said leisurely, "I treated him with virtue, but his heart was different. I schemed against him, but he did not dare to move. Uncle, do you have a good plan? "
"Your Majesty." Bi Gan bowed. "Ever since Ancestor Tang, the Shang Dynasty has never stopped conquering. We have fought in the south and opened up boundless territory. Now, the power of the vassals is great. It has a lot to do with it. Why don't we start from the King? We should cultivate our morals and cultivate the people. The world will be peaceful and the world will be loyal … "
"Uncle, I'm a little tired. Let's end the discussion here today. Based on what the Grand Tutor said today, you should come up with the rules as soon as possible. I don't want to wait too long. "
Di Xin stood up impatiently and left the side hall under the escort of the palace guards. He headed towards the rear palace.
The middle-aged scholar, Bi Gan, had a helpless expression on his face. He stood there, disappointed and frustrated.
Huang Gun and his son did not say anything. They bade farewell and left. Wen Zhong and Bi Gan walked out of the hall and said something softly.
Yang Jian listened attentively. Wen Zhong was persuading Bi Gan …
Wen Zhong said, "Your Majesty is young and impetuous. At this moment, you only want to expand the territory and make contributions that will not lose to the former Emperor. You have to wait another ten years to say those words. "
"Ah, how can I not know what the Grand Tutor said?" Bi Gan stood in front of the hall and looked at the clear sky outside. "However, I feel uneasy. The Marquis of Xi Qi is gradually becoming a saint. If you don't value your morals, how can you compare to him?"
"Hmph! I think that Ji Chang is a sanctimonious person! "Wen Zhong had a bad temper, but he did not say anything.
Wen Zhong said, "I still have to rush to the North Ocean. I still need Uncle Wang to watch the court. There will always be times when His Majesty is not thoughtful. Don't let His Majesty lose his heart and ruin his morals."
Bi Gan cupped his hands and bowed. "The North Ocean is bitter and far. The Grand Tutor has worked hard. I will wait quietly for the day when the Grand Tutor returns victoriously! "
Wen Zhong laughed and immediately used an escape technique. His figure disappeared into the palaces.
Should I kill Wen Zhong?
Yang Jian leaned on the beam and thought for a while before sweeping that thought away.
He flapped his wings and landed under the collar of a palace servant. He followed Di Xin to the rear palace of the Shang Dynasty.
During this trip, Yang Jian finally knew what kind of person King Zhou, Di Xin, was. He did not dare to say anything else, but Di Xin's violent temper could already be seen.
If the vassals did not die, Di Xin would not be at ease.
If Di Xin did not die, the vassals would not be at peace.
To Yang Jian, Uncle Wang's advice was nonsense. In the end, the soldiers still had the final say in this world.
Wen Zhong was not in the court. It would be fine if he stayed for a short period of time. If it was too long, Di Xin would be easily bewitched by others and listen to the sycophants. He would turn the Shang Dynasty into a mess.
Is the Heavenly Mandate really on Xi Qi's side?
Yang Jian thought carefully and unconsciously realized that the palace servant had stopped in his tracks. He extended his spiritual senses slightly and Yang Jian saw a scene that made him speechless.
Di Xin seemed to be a little depressed. He actually carried a beautiful palace maid and strode towards the soft ground behind a pool.
The palace servants did not panic when they saw that. The palace maid did not struggle. Tears flashed past the corners of her eyes, and a forced smile appeared on her lips …
Shaking his head secretly, Yang Jian turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared. However, he was rather disappointed with Di Xin.
Originally, he had the illusion that Di Xin might be a wise ruler. However, when he saw that Di Xin was vexed by the matters of the vassals, he calmed down after listening to a few words of advice from the ministers. He even committed adultery in broad daylight and released the depression in his heart on women …
How could such a person achieve great things?
If the Shang Dynasty fell into his hands, it would be lucky to be able to last for twenty to thirty years, let alone restore order and prosper again.
When he left, he did not alarm the Golden Dragon of Destiny. Yang Jian headed straight for Ji Zhou and left behind a backup plan for Daji.
The conflict of the Shang Dynasty was the conflict between the Shang King and the vassals. If one analyzed the God-Conferment Battle from this perspective, it was just a huge slave owner — Zhou — replacing another huge slave owner — Shang.
What justice was there to speak of?
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He flew quickly and passed thousands of mountains and rivers.
When he saw a bustling city with the words "Ji Zhou" engraved on the huge stone above the city gate, he transformed into a Daoist and landed outside the city. He swaggered into the city.
Ji Zhou City was far from Chaoge City. It was only a feudal land and an ancient city. Other than a few main streets that were wide and straight, the other streets were winding. It was obvious that they had not been built at the same time.
There was a courtyard in the center of Ji Zhou City. There were a few palaces, water pavilions, and singing platforms. There were also heavy guards around it to prevent trouble.
Yang Jian circled around the mansion. As he was walking, it took him four hours. Then, he found a place with no one around and transformed into an old Daoist priest. He carried a peach wood sword on his back and headed straight for the gate of the Marquis of Ji Zhou's residence.
"Old Daoist You! Stop! "
The guards at the gate berated. Yang Jian stopped in front of the shining spear tips and looked displeased.
Yang Jian reprimanded angrily, "How dare mortals stop me? The lives of the Marquis of Ji Zhou are in danger! "
In this day and age, how would one dare to come out and run in the pugilistic world without some imposing manner?
The guards were immediately frightened by Yang Jian, the old Daoist priest. They thought to themselves, if this was really an expert, wouldn't they be harming their master's life if they did not let him in?
However, if this was just a swindler and they let him in without permission, the crime of dereliction of duty was inevitable.
Yang Jian, who was at the side, saw the hesitation and embarrassment of the guards. He was secretly anxious for their brains and scolded, "Hurry up and report! Why are you standing here in a daze! "
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