Chapter Twenty-Eight: Prime Minister Shang Rong told the old man to return to his hometown Jiang Ziya for his granddaughter After Mei Bo was branded, the king of Su said angrily: Prime Minister Shang Rong, you are guilty, you strongly recommended Jiang Ziya to me, almost hurt the life of Daji Guifei, and also destroyed my heart and liver baby, for the sake of you are the face of the three generations of the elders of my dynasty, I don't care about you.

On the spot, Prime Minister Shang Rong was so frightened that he hurriedly said to the king: "The king, because the minister is old and frail and has limited ability, he can no longer continue to serve the court, and I ask the king to allow the minister to return to his hometown and spend his old age at home in peace.

The king replied: "Quasi-playing, are there any other people who have proposed to tell the old man to return to his hometown and spend his old age in peace?" I will play them one by one, and tomorrow, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will send off the prime minister at Shili Pavilion.

That night, Uncle Huang and Huang Feihu and others came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to discuss things, and Uncle Bigan said: Prime Minister, you are an official in the court to support the three generations of emperors of my Great Shang, but I didn't expect to be driven away by such a faint monarch, I don't know what kind of big thing will happen to my dynasty next?

Huang Feihu said: The king is mediocre, listens to the slander of Fei Zhong and others, is greedy and drunk, we are officials in the court, everyone is in danger, and we are afraid of what kind of big and small things will happen in the future, no one can predict, as if all the big and small things in our court are decided by the thousand-year-old fox demon Daji, the king has no own opinions at all, plus Queen Jiang's mother, she is relatively weak with the strength of a very small number of people, and she can't fight Daji's kind of demon art, coupled with the king's violent personality, the style of life changes so quickly like a flip book, and it is repetitive, and we must be cautious in the future to avoid bringing about the disaster of killing。

I saw Prime Minister Shang Rong full of tears, reluctant and affectionate. The next morning, Prime Minister Shang Rong and his granddaughter and her family got on a wooden cart and drove slowly to Shili Pavilion, and met Jiang Ziya on the way, Jiang Ziya said: Prime Minister, you are really embarrassed to resign and return to your hometown because of the poor road.

Shang Rong Dao: Xiandao, you have strong mana, accurate hexagrams, and take advantage of a hexagram after telling the old man to return to his hometown, what will happen next.

Jiang Ziya said: Prime Minister, return to your hometown, everything is over, whether you return to Chaoge again, it is a good thing, and the risk is unpredictable.

Then, Shang Rong's granddaughter said: Immortal Dao, the hexagram is so accurate, can you help me calculate the hexagram for me. Jiang Ziya pinched his fingers and said: You and I will meet again in the future, but not in Chaoge, and in another new dynasty, we will meet and work together again.

So the two said goodbye to Jiang Ziya, towards the Shili Pavilion, the two sides of the Shili Pavilion road were full of people who came to see them off, the Shili Pavilion Road was full of civil and military officials, waiting there early, all of them reluctantly parted like the sea, only to see the emperor and Huang Feihu with a full of wine in their hands to send off the prime minister, the prime minister took the emperor's wine glass and raised it and chanted poetry: Heaven and earth are long and the phoenix is singing, and the king of the Wanli Pavilion is sending each other.

There is no time and place, and there is no end to the affectionate sea road. Sijun burst into tears, and he couldn't see where the king was.

The people's livelihood is weeping and tired, and the virtuous ministers have been lonely since ancient times. After saying goodbye, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the ordinary people on the roadside left with tears in their eyes.