This is the unique wisdom of the Beibohou lineage.

Since the establishment of the Great Shang, the number of 800 princes has always existed, but among them, there are very few who can persist for more than 800,000 years and remain unchanged until now.

The Beibohou vein is one of them.

And it's pretty much the best of the mix.

They don't have the strongest strength, they don't have the strongest intelligence.

On the contrary, the Bei Bohou of the past dynasties were quite reckless on the surface.

But their status has never wavered.

Even more so today.

The power of Emperor Xin, the suppression of Kyushu, is unparalleled in the world.

As the most trusted Beibohou Chonghou Hu, he naturally lived very well.

The status surpassed all the princes at once.

Chonghou Hu knows very well that no matter how much Di Xin takes, what does it matter?

In the future, the more you will be rewarded.

Wen Zhong didn't show a look of relief or anything like that, he was still solemn and didn't say anything.

Chonghou Hu's heart also sank, and he understood that this matter was not trivial, and said tentatively: "Taishi, if you have anything to say, don't you always say it directly, doesn't this make Hou Hubai worried?"

Wen Zhong's gaze suddenly looked like a sharp sword, piercing the depths of Chonghou Hu's eyes, as if he wanted to see through everything, and said quietly: "What if, Your Majesty really wants to take everything from your Beibohou Mansion?"

Chonghou Hu was stunned for a moment, his whole body was a little stiff, and he smiled uncomfortably: "Taishi, aren't you talking about ......"

Looking at that sharp gaze, Chonghou Hu couldn't go on, a little lost his soul, and said in disbelief: "Your Majesty, you want to kill me?"

Wen Zhong's eyes froze, "What did Your Majesty do to kill you?"

Immediately, Chonghou Hu was much better, and looked at Wen Zhong nervously: "What does the Taishi mean?"

For a while, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed and complaining about Wen Zhong in my heart.

Wen Zhong sighed softly, stopped talking nonsense, and spoke slowly.

Half an hour later, Chonghou Hu left Wen Zhong's mansion, his eyes were a little dull, and he seemed to have been greatly impacted.

Back at his residence, Chonghou Hu didn't speak to anyone, and was silent all night alone, with hesitation and complexity in his eyes.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that he turned calm and firm, and went out to the palace of the human king, asking to see Di Xin.

Still in the palace of the queen of people, Di Xin looked at Chonghou Hu, whose breath seemed a little silent, strode in, and saluted: "See Your Majesty!"

Di Xin stretched out his right hand to support him, without nonsense, and said lightly: "You know everything?"

With a smack, Chonghou Hu knelt on one knee and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to follow Your Majesty and dominate Kyushu." ”

After a night and a half of silence, he still made a choice, or he just calmed down the complexity in his heart.

After all, no matter what, he could only say yes in the end.

"Good. Di Xin's eyes lit up a little, with undisguised joy in his tone, and a very rare and rare tone was high-spirited, "The big business is too small, this is far from being a lonely big businessman, you and I should have a broader world." ”

Chonghou Hu's eyes lit up, and he said without hesitation: "The minister will go to the soup and swear to follow Your Majesty." ”

"Get up. Di Xin was obviously in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Chonghou Hu got up, the silent aura of his body was gone, and he returned to his previous arrogance and rudeness, and said directly and seriously: "Your Majesty, there is no problem here, and the other three ministers don't know much, but the other princes of the Northland, Terror, will not easily agree." ”

"Tell me what you think. Di Xin's tone was also a little serious.

Chonghou Hu, as the Northern Bohou, is nominally in charge of the two hundred princes of the North, so he is naturally not a simple person, and few people can understand the princes of the North.

"Yes. Chonghou Hu answered, and began to say: "Your Majesty, among the other princes in the Northland, who are willing to follow the orders of the ministers and Your Majesty, and have no complaints, I am afraid that there will only be a small part.

Among them, Liu Hou ......"

At that moment, Chonghou Hu talked endlessly, analyzing which princes would directly obey orders without complaints, those who were most likely to be unwilling, and so on.

As for resisting openly and the like, Chonghou Hu didn't say it, he really couldn't think of anyone who dared to resist openly?

A night and a half of silence, these things are also what he thinks.

And Di Xin also acquiesced that no one dared to resist openly, in fact, he hoped that some princes would resist, but he understood that it was impossible.

Unless......

More than an hour later, Chonghou Hu left, and Di Xin put down the matter and continued to prepare.

It's going to be a long process, and there are so many variables, especially the so-called 'gods'.

But now that the decision has been made, there will be no more thoughts of backing down.

Try it, who is it blocked?

......

As March 15 drew nearer and closer, eight hundred princes gradually gathered.

During this period, Chonghou Hu continued to see some people, all of whom were the princes closest to him.

He didn't say anything specific, just asked them to follow him and show their attitude towards one thing.

From time to time, Emperor Xin also summoned some princes individually, some for a long time, some for a short time.

Silently, a solemn sigh rose in the hearts of some princes.

......

March 10, 97th year of Emperor Xin.

Heavenly Court, Haotian quietly walked out of Heavenly Court again, came to the Chaos Sea, and followed the induction in the darkness to reach the front of Zixiao Palace.

The disciple asked to see the master again and implored the master to be the master for the disciple. In front of the closed gate, Haotian looked a little sad and bowed deeply.

In Zixiao Palace, there was silence, and after a while, Fang You's voice sounded flatly: "Go back." ”

"Master~!" Haotian said even more sadly.

The voice no longer sounded, Haotian waited for half an hour, and finally left a little helplessly.

After returning to Heavenly Court, his expression calmed down, and a hint of mockery flashed in the depths of his eyes.

......

March 14.

Di Xin handled government affairs in the palace of the queen of people, and everything was as usual.

The only difference may be that there is an extra chair and table in the side hall.

As the prince of Dashang, Di Jian looked at the concerts and scrolls that were constantly sent to him with a calm face.

Most of them are the policies of the big businessmen in the past, what happened, and the various government affairs that have been handled.

There are also some six ministries or cabinets, which are not very important government affairs that have been dealt with by Emperor Xin.

These are all things that Di Xin wants him to see, and he doesn't need to have any opinions, he just needs to look at them carefully and keep them in his heart.

At the beginning, now as an emperor, he was a little rebellious and didn't want to see it.

But his own character is a person who loves to learn, and he never misses any opportunity to enrich and strengthen himself.

In just a few hours, I tried to look at the things that were as complex as a sea of stars.

Among them, there are many things that are secret to the outside world.

He also continued to teach him some things, including the methods and wisdom of Di Xin and the ministers in handling some affairs, and sometimes he couldn't help but feel admired.

The more I look, the more I can feel the immensity of it.

The wisdom of the people, the complexity of everything, the changes in the world, and even many traces of the Great Dao, etc., are all contained in it.

It is definitely a precious treasure that ordinary people can't imagine.

I have to say, but in just ten days, Yang Jian was a little addicted.

It is not to indulge in the supreme power in it, but the infinite essence of wisdom.

After a while, suddenly, Zheng He came, took a piece of music, and handed it to him quite respectfully: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this is for Your Majesty to let you see, and said that you will check it later." ”

The corners of Di Jian's mouth twitched, to say that in the past ten days, what he hated the most was undoubtedly the word check.

A lot of training, the training itself is nothing, which shows that he is not doing well, he himself is a character who pursues more perfection, and he is also very unaccustomed to what he does not do well.

But the man asked more than he knew, as if he was deliberately trying to discipline him.

This can't make him willing.

Now when I hear the word check, I have some instinctive evasion.

But I had no choice but to take the piece and said politely: "There is Lord Lao Zheng." ”

"Your Highness is gracious. Zheng He smiled mildly and left.

Emperor Jian looked at this recital, and between his breaths, his expression was completely solemn, and as he watched, his eyes flashed with amazement and thought.

After looking at it for two moments and thinking for an hour, I came back to my senses and admired the contents of this piece.

An unprecedented feat.

But he also knows that Kyushu is going to change!

That man will never miss this piece of music.

Maybe even tomorrow.

Two hours later.

Emperor Jian walked out of the palace of the queen of people, his face was obviously a little unsightly, depressed, aggrieved, helpless, dissatisfied, and so on.

But there is also a sense of habit.

Just reprimand, what are you afraid of?

And what he didn't know was that whenever he left, Zheng He was a little surprised to find out.

Your Majesty, it seems, is in a better mood!

......

March 15th.

The grand ceremony to celebrate Emperor Xin Cheng began.

From the beginning of dawn, Chaoge City was lively, not only officials but also ordinary people walked out of their homes one after another.

The officials entered the palace of the king of the people and waited for the arrival of Emperor Xin, and the people gathered in many parts of the city in anticipation of this rare event.

In the palace of the king of men.

Thousands of big business officials were divided into civil and military sides, eight hundred princes were in the middle, and Emperor Jian was at the front of the princes, all looking at their noses and noses, looking solemn, with a trace of respect, waiting.

At the end of the day, accompanied by a majestic golden light, Di Xin appeared in front of everyone.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Everyone saluted immediately.

"No courtesy. Di Xin opened his mouth, and compared with the previous court meetings, the majesty was much stronger and heavier.

(Let's start a chapter today.) ）

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