Walk out of the palace, cross the Chaoge Avenue, walk 500 meters, you can see a group of towering palaces in the distance, wrapped by a boulder wall about 30 meters high, pass through the palace gate without any obstruction, go straight for 100 meters on the huge bluestone road, Wang Sanhammer looks left and right, all are single-storey palaces, with giant trees as pillars as beams, huge stones as walls, there are green tiles, one word: big; Two words: quaint; Three words: stupid and bold. It took almost half an hour and a long detour to arrive at the Qinzheng Hall where Di Yi worked. Only then did he realize that his palace was five or six kilometers away from the palace, and it was too troublesome to ride an ox cart and too tiring to walk!

Di Yi is sitting behind the huge bookcase and concentrating on approving the chapter, although Di Yi is over sixty years old, but the burly body muscles are still beating rhythmically, the face is square and majestic, and the eyes are like torches, hearing the sound of Wang Sanhammer kneeling down and saluting, his breathing can't help but become short, his face is full of helplessness, looking up at his lazy son who seems to be weak, disappointed eyebrows emerge, wry smiles again and again, even his fiery temper has been extinguished!

Emperor Yi is not a son-in-law, and the order of succession to the throne is also very low, who knows that the eldest brothers in front of him either died of illness or made mistakes and were abandoned by his father before taking the throne, just like that, he was originally very marginal and was picked by his father, and he was in his thirties when he ascended the throne, and then the Aryan War broke out, and the fearless Emperor Yi led the army to fight, and at the beginning of the successive defeats, he was not discouraged and still withstood internal and external pressure, and lost consecutive battles, and it took ten years to defeat; During this period, his eldest brother rebelled in Chaoge, and Emperor Yi suppressed it with iron and blood; Just ended the Aryan War, the morale of the whole country was low, the people were in grief, the western Zhou Ji Li rebelled, Di Yi was still in a situation of life and death, recruited young soldiers, defeated the Zhou coalition army in a war, and killed the Zhou people almost wiped out. Since then, Emperor Yi has established his supreme prestige among the nobles and citizens of the Dashang royal family, which has made the foreign Ghost Fang Kingdom and the Dongyi Kingdom also frightened, for fear of provoking this war madman, and there are rebel examples of Xibohou Jili in China, and they are all honest. Di Yi has a calm and resolute personality, and has always been moody.

How difficult it is for Emperor Yi to ascend the throne from a common lineage! Kingdom God of War! Although the times create heroes, throughout the entire history of big business, there are very few! This heavy experience is enough to be proud! But only he, the first heir of the genuine son-in-law, made him helpless, and the depression of hating iron but not steel was indescribable. He really couldn't figure out how with his own personality and bloodline and high-pressure management could raise such an evil obstacle! This kid is three meters tall and skinny, but he is not good at martial arts, but he is naturally proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he can be called a genius! What can you do if you are a hero yourself?!

"I heard that you fell out of bed while sleeping in your palace last night and knocked yourself unconscious?" Putting away the emotion in his heart, Di Yi asked lightly.

"Huh? Never. Wang Sanhammer raised his head, and the doubts in his heart were relieved. If he asked about other things, he still prevaricated with the memories he had just familiarized, but he didn't know anything about yesterday, which became Wang Sanzhu's biggest doubt: When he woke up this morning, he was in good health and there was nothing abnormal, so how did he cross over? At this moment, I vaguely guessed from the old man's questioning that this guy felt that this guy had fallen out of bed and died......

What a strong man! The admiration in my heart is like the surging water of the Yellow River from the sky, flowing endlessly! I am very grateful to bow and worship for nine days away!

"Uh, what, uh?" The old man Di Yi slapped the table and blew his beard and glared at him, looking at Wang Sanzhu's lazy appearance, he was full of anger. "Bastard, you don't even know if you've been attacked! If it weren't for the old man's precautions, the assassin would definitely be even more unscrupulous! You must have been invited to a big dinner by Lord Yama at this time, so you can't have a little bit of fun! Falling off the bed and fainting, you are really my son! "Another burst of anger.

It turns out that this kid was hacked! Wang Sanzhu couldn't help but laugh in his heart: Your so-called so-called early precautions are just like that! Your son should be having a big meal at Lord Yama's place right now! Your precautions are really high!

Seeing that he was still silent, Di Yi was a little surprised in his heart, if in the past, not to mention who dared to do black hands to him, it was to spit on him, he had already jumped up and shouted, but now he didn't care and looked indifferent, and then looked at it carefully, he still looked like a gentleman, and said with a sigh: "Zishou, will you move back to the palace tomorrow?" "No matter how you say it, Zishou is also his own bloodline, and he is the one he values the most.

"I stayed there and it was nice! I don't have to move, I'll have more guards to protect me. Besides, I'm almost an adult! Wang Sanhammer refused, what kind of joke, just about to see the unbridled chic of this world, if you move into the palace, isn't it into the tiger's den, and you can't feel comfortable?

"You bastard!" Di Yi was angry, raised his big slap and was about to pull it down, but he stopped, sighed, his eyes were complicated, and he said helplessly: "Okay! There are not many people in your palace, so I'll give you 500 places for the guards, and you can choose from the barracks. ”

Wang Sanzhu is even more strange, your old man has been angry for a long time, just to send me a guard?! Bow down in response.

Di Yi looked at his son, who made him extremely embarrassed, and thought a lot, and still said to him: "You are the first heir to the throne of the Great Shang, and you should grow up!" When I go back, I will discuss with Master Wen Zhong, you go and worship him as a teacher! ”

"Yes." Wang Sanzhu's brows were furrowed, he couldn't believe his ears, you must know that what he did was completely a loser's thing! Return the heir to the throne! Isn't that self-destructive?! You know, he has eighty or ninety brothers and sisters!

"Do you think it's strange that I still have you as the heir to the throne?" Di Yi slowly walked out of the bookcase, walked to the door, looked up at the clear sky, the sky was cloudless, took a deep breath, as if fresh into his chest, rubbed his tired face again, and shook his head weakly and helplessly: "You are the nominal son-in-law!" You are the only heir who meets the rules of the Great Shang Clan! You are only thirteen years old, every time I receive a report of your nonsense, I am indifferent, who has not been a teenager of nonsense, for this I have also asked the high priest for divination, do you want to know the hexagram? ”

This is his real father! Protecting his son, especially the son he values in his heart, Wang Sanhammer also praises his son for having a good father. But the more I listen to it, the more strange I feel, this superstitious society! But think about the Shang Dynasty three thousand years ago, isn't this exactly the case, believing in the gods, divination every event, the oracle bone inscription was born from this, but Wang Sanzhu was still very curious about the high priest's divination, and nodded hurriedly.

"Isn't the golden scale a thing in the pool, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm; The Nine Dragons are shocking, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water! Di Yi shouted in a deep voice.

"Huh?!" Wang Sanhammer suddenly exclaimed, why is it so familiar?! Isn't this the poem of Yu Hualong in Yue Quan's biography? Could it be that this high priest also crossed over from the back mountain? Or is it just accidental.

"You know this poem?!" Di Yi hurriedly asked, with a deep look in his eyes.

"I don't know, I just feel that this rhetoric is so good!" Wang Sanzhu hurriedly concealed the surprise in his heart, his father reacted too quickly.

"Oh, that's how I felt at the time. But the high priest divined your life, and he only said one thing: He is optimistic about you! Di Yi said helplessly and weakly, his face was tired, and there was aging in the color that could not be concealed, "Go back, ponder this poem repeatedly, maybe you will find something." As he spoke, Di Yi waved his hand at Wang Sanzhu.