Combined with the military book passed on by Long Feng, he wrote the book "Taigong Liutao".

And so, for decades.

Above the flood famine, Yin Shang has been passed to the human emperor Xin.

In history, Di Xin, whose surname is and whose name is received, is the last monarch of the Shang Dynasty, known as the king of Shang, etc.

Di Xin is the young son of Emperor Yi, and after succeeding to the throne, he built a dynasty song, increased the endowment, strictly enforced the weekly sacrifice system, changed the employment policy, implemented strict punishment and strict laws, and repeatedly sent troops to attack the Dongyi tribes.

His various measures caused internal contradictions and shook the foundation of the Shang dynasty's rule.

In the end, the princes Zhou took advantage of the situation and destroyed it.

However, this is all a historical illusion.

In fact, this king of Shang is a generation of Ming monarchs.

Since he came to power, he has made great efforts to make the country prosperous, attaches importance to agriculture and mulberry, promotes the development of social productive forces, and makes the country strong.

He innovated and reformed the old, abolished slavery, and allowed slaves to engage in agriculture and animal husbandry, which promoted social progress and economic development, and promoted national integration.

But in this way, the interests of those nobles were touched, so these people hated Di Xin very much, and finally they were overthrown by the princes.

Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

And we are a myth, when God should lead the change of human emperor.

……

In real time, Di Xin ascended to the great treasure for the first time, set up the capital to sing, and established Jiang Shi, the daughter of Jiang Huan Chu, the marquis of Dongdong, as the queen.

The sister of Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, is a noble concubine, and the Yang family is the imperial concubine.

The first queen and the second concubine are both dignified and virtuous, gentle and generous.

Moreover, he worshipped Wen Zhong as the Taishi, which was enough to Anbang.

Feng Huang Feihu is the king of Zhenguo Wucheng, commanding the world's soldiers and horses, and being the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, which is enough to determine the country.

For a time, the world was peaceful, and all 800 princes came to the court.

Di Xin's prestige suddenly soared.

In the blink of an eye!

A few years have passed, and this year is already the spring and February of the seventh year of the king of Zhou, and he suddenly reported against Yuan Futong, the prince of the 72nd Road of Beihai.

When the king heard the report, he was furious, and even if he wanted to send Huang Feihu to lead the army to fight, the Taishi Wenzhong was afraid that Huang Feihu would lose, so he personally asked Ying to lead the army to the north.

When Wen Zhong set out on the expedition, a few more days passed.

On this day, the court was in the hall in the morning, set up a gathering of civil and military, and the court officials shouted, "There is a chapter to go out of class, and there is nothing to retreat from the court." ”

At this time, the first merchant Rong said: "The minister and the merchant Rong played, tomorrow is March 15, the Christmas birthday of the Lady of the Human Race, Nuwa Niangniang, please come to the Nuwa Temple to send incense." ”

As the king of a country, of course the king knew the name of Nuwa, and the Holy Mother of the human race herself should send incense to worship, so she agreed.

The next day, the king of Xuan rode on a chariot, brought hundreds of civil and military officials, and directly killed Nuwa Temple to enter the incense.

This time, it's good that the king doesn't come.

Just because of this incense, it caused chaos in the world, and the people were not happy.

Early in the morning, Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, took 3,000 iron horsemen, 800 royal forest troops to escort him, and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military escorted.

A large group of people and horses soon marched to the Nuwa Temple, the king felt the novelty, left Luan to drive to the temple, burned incense in the furnace, and the minister of civil and military affairs followed the king to congratulate.

After the incense was finished, the king began to visit the Nuwa Temple.

However, to the surprise of the king, at this time, in the void, there was a big bald monk looking at him and smiling.

This bald monk stepped on the clouds, and his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of mist, and ordinary people really couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Hehe, Di Xin, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless, who told you to kill Yin Shang, you deserve it!"

"I'm also conforming to the way of heaven and fueling the trouble!"

After speaking, I saw that the monk stretched out a finger and pointed lightly at the king.

"Whoosh!"

A mist suddenly penetrated through the nostrils of the King and rushed into his body.

"Yawn!"

The King suddenly sneezed, and his head suddenly felt groggy.

At this moment, a breeze blew, rolling up the hanging curtain, revealing Nuwa's alluring appearance.

The king seemed to be a little confused at this time, and when he saw Nuwa's face, he was immediately shocked and couldn't give up.

I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, so the poem flourished, and ordered the entourage to take the four treasures of the study, and wrote on the wall:

Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of mud and gold makeup;

The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow of the sun;

The pear blossom is delicate with rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming;

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

After the king finished mentioning it, he also tasted it, and couldn't help nodding.

He is really a genius, and he can even make such a masterpiece, and he is worthy of being the king of the world.

At this time, Shang Rong was shocked when he saw that the king was so bold and actually blasphemed the saint.

"The king must not, Nuwa Niangniang is the honor of saints, how can we mortals be allowed to blaspheme, quickly erase it, otherwise I am afraid of disaster."

Shang Rong was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, but the king of Xuan was full of indifference.

"Lonely but interested, compose a poem to praise a few words, I'm afraid the mother is too late to see the excitement, how to blasphemy!

"This ...... The king, this verse is clear......"

"Okay, don't say any more, or I'll be angry!"

Seeing that Shang Rong still wanted to say more, the king couldn't help but say angrily.

Seeing that the king was angry, Shang Rong suddenly stopped, he didn't want to risk his life to admonish.

Seeing that Shang Rong didn't dare to speak, where did the other ministers dare to say more, so they had to go back to the dynasty with King Xu.

At the same time, Nuwa, who was in the Heavenly Sword Sect and Long Feng's skin, suddenly moved in her heart, and a trace of unhappiness crossed her heart.

"Husband, someone is disrespectful to me!"

Nuwa is like a mirror in her heart, and someone is blaspheming herself.

"Damn, who's ......"

When Long Feng heard this, this is okay, my wife, who dares to be disrespectful, is simply looking for death.

He couldn't help but fly with his fingers, and bursts of light were released from his fingers to calculate.

However, his calculation technique is not good, and now it is a period of calamity, so there is no reason for it.

"Husband, it seems to be in the direction of the song!"

Nuwa felt it, and quickly locked the general direction.

"...... Chaoge?"

"Kong Xuan, what is the future of the future?"

Long Feng was taken aback, and immediately said a Dao voice and asked Kong Xuan.

"Back to the old man, 1069 years before the Flood Waste, the spring of the seventh year of the reign of the king of real time!"

Kong Xuan's voice sounded softly.

"What, the seventh year of the king!"

Long Feng suddenly realized.

In the seventh year of the reign of the Emperor, it was the year when the King began to make trouble.

In this way, I am afraid that the one who blasphemed Nuwa was the king.

"Damn it!"

Long Feng's face was full of iron.

Nuwa is her own private treasure, and no one wants to touch it, otherwise she will die!

"Wawa, go quickly, and see me go and seek justice with you."

After Long Feng finished speaking, his hands condensed the holy power and tore at the void.

"Zila!"

The void was suddenly opened by a crack.

Long Feng stretched out his hand and pulled Nuwa, stepped in, and suddenly appeared in the Nuwa Temple of Chaoge.

By this time the king was gone, but the verses left on the wall were still there.

Nuwa squinted her eyes and was immediately furious, "I don't think about how to cultivate myself and establish virtue to protect the world, but today I am not afraid of saints, and I am really hateful to write poems and blaspheme me!" ”

"Husband, if you don't give him retribution, won't you lose my saint's face!"

Nuwa's face was already full of iron, and her expression was sad and angry.