Going around in the mountains, Da Jinwu and his entourage never captured Yang Jian.

Wei Shuyu has been in this world for more than a year, saving Yang Jiao to pass on his mystical skills, and sending Nezha Yuanshen and flesh back to the Wa Palace, which has changed the original trajectory, and the essence of the Heavenly Dao has been revealed again.

Wei Shuyu took the opportunity to seize one percent of the Heavenly Dao Will.

However, this time, the Heavenly Dao will was much more cautious, and the speed of appearance and disappearance was extremely fast.

"Heavenly Dao's weak will has also given birth to the consciousness of risk avoidance, and it seems that it is even more difficult to lure its essence to appear."

Changing the ordinary small trend, the will of the Heavenly Dao will probably not be revealed.

"Now that you have captured a total of three percent of your will, and you have a deeper harmony with this heaven and earth, it's time to plan to become a god."

The gods, but also for this place to measure the calamity, planning to seal the gods, touching the general trend of the heavenly way.

Wei Shuyu handed over his resignation to Da Jinwu and turned into a wisp of purple and left.

"Big brother, this Wang Chongyang is too ignorant, is Heavenly Court where he can come and go whenever he wants?" The second golden crow and the third golden crow looked at the direction of Wei Shuyu's departure, and their eyes showed anger.

Da Jin Wu's eyes were indifferent, "It's okay, let him go, the top priority is to find Yang Jian."

……

The Terrans, the largest capital, are singing.

On the main street, the street vendors come and go from north to south, and the sound of selling is endless, reflecting the glory of the human race.

Behind the brilliance, there has been a decline.

Wen Taishi went to Beihai to quell the chaos, and the Shang Emperor Xin favored the female cadre Fei Zhong Youhun, Daxing Chilin wine and meat, and brutalized the virtuous ministers.

Fengming Qishan, the destiny of heaven returns to Zhou, and the luck of the big business has been declining.

Wei Shuyu traveled to Chaoge, rented a house, and erected a flag outside, with the inscription: "Chinese Medical Museum"

The days are as plain as water.

Wei Shuyu triaged and saw people, all of them were medicine to cure the disease, and soon the reputation of the Chinese Medical Center resounded in the court.

From the princes and nobles, to the butchers, if there is a disease in the family, they all go to the National Medical Center to see a doctor.

On this day, an old gentleman dressed in a fancy costume walked to the Chinese Medical Museum, the old gentleman had a haggard face, leaning over, and exuding a twilight atmosphere on his body.

"Sir, the teacher went out for a consultation, and he is not in the museum for the time being." A little medicine boy walked out slowly, very polite.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'll wait a while."

"Sir, please sit down for a moment." The medicine boy moved the cushion.

"Thank you."

The old man sat on the cushion, closed his eyes and thought, and waited quietly.

Soon it was noon, and Wei Shuyu had not yet returned.

"The teacher is expected to come back late today, so Mr. might as well come back tomorrow." The medicine boy said politely.

"Out of the way, wait a little longer."

About half an hour passed.

The old man continued to wait, and the twilight on his body became heavier, his face was pale and worried.

Wei Shuyu finally came back, pushed the door and entered, carrying the cold air outside the house.

"Teacher."

"Mister is back?"

The old man stood up and saluted Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu nodded slightly and sat opposite the old man.

"Ahem...... the old man coughed even more, "Please diagnose sir."

"Hmm."

Wei Shuyu put his hand on the old man's hand, pondered for a long time, and shook his head helplessly.

The old man's face was dead, "Sir, how is it?"

The old man probably knows his physical condition, and he is terminally ill, and he can not be cured by medicine.

"After hard work, the body's essence and energy are exhausted, and it can be regulated and recovered with decoction, but heart disease still needs to be cured with heart medicine." Wei Shuyu gave the diagnosis.

"Heart medicine? Heart Medicine... Where is the medicine for the big merchants?" The old man looked up to the sky, burst into tears, Dashang was terminally ill, demons were born, and the country would not be a country.

"Excuse me, sir." Shang Rong's body was even more dead, and he dragged his seriously ill body to his feet and prepared to leave.

Uncle Wei

Yu's face was flat, and he spoke again, "I once had a patient who was covered in sores and was dying, and he was about to fall into a catastrophe from which he would never recover."

Shang Rong stopped, "Sir, how did you heal?"

"After cutting the sores and dying, he used strong medicine to cure them, and maybe he was lucky enough to save them."

"Hehe, is this a live horse as a dead horse doctor?" Shang Rong chuckled helplessly.

"I never look at uncertain diseases, prescribe the right medicine, isolate the greenhouse before cutting, avoid the invasion of poisonous evils, hang my life with tonic medicine, and recuperate after the knife." Wei Shuyu spoke, the clouds were light and the wind was light, calm and confident.

"The sick are terminal, but can they be saved?" Shang Rong's eyes were a little distracted, and he muttered in his mouth.

"The doctor is benevolent, but as long as there is a glimmer of life, he will not give up."

Shang Rong stared at Wei Shuyu for a long time, then sat back again, saluted respectfully and asked, "Da Shang is sick, how to heal him?" Please teach me, sir."

"Internal and external troubles."

Shang Rong listened to the doctor in front of him explain the situation of Dashang, and his eyes couldn't help but show light and shock, "Dashang is indeed worried about internal and external troubles, the prince's daughter is a Yuanxian, the situation is chaotic and confused, and Yuan Futong in Beihai outside is rebelling."

Wei Shuyu chuckled, "The external trouble I am referring to is far from Yuan Futong and the like, just one Yuan Futong, not to be afraid."

"The stars arch over the moon, the great merchants are like the bright moon, and the princes are the stars, but the light of the moon becomes weaker, and the light of the stars will eventually overshadow the moon."

"How do I get brighter?" Shang Rong asked impatiently.

"Dashang solves internal worries and weakens the power of the stars, how to solve internal worries is only a matter of one person."

"The King?"

"The king may be sick, so his heart will change so violently, of course, maybe the king has covered it up well before he ascended the throne."

"If it's the former, you just need to treat the disease, and if it's the latter, you need to take strong medicine."

"What kind of medicine?"

"Dashang needs a few powerful ministers, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition."

"What? Mr. means to set up the king? Great rebellion, great rebellion."

Wei Shuyu smiled, "Whether it's a big rebellion, disloyalty or filial piety, what is it compared to the big business?"

"Whether it is left for 10,000 years, whether it is in the future, whether it is merit or demerit, there are descendants to comment on it."

Rumble!

Shang Rong's mind was like a shock, setting off a stormy wave, which could not be calmed down for a long time, and the twilight on his body was dissipating.

Wei Shuyu took the initiative to stretch out his hands, "If you are rebellious, the prime minister can arrest me and execute me."

Shang Rong hurriedly stood up and saluted Wei Shuyu respectfully, "Mr. Liguo's words, how could Shang Rong catch Mr."

"Shang Rong wants to invite Mr. into the palace to see a doctor for the king." Shang Rong bowed and pleaded.

"Just a doctor?"

Shang Rong hesitated, pondered for a long time, and finally showed perseverance in his eyes, "The foundation of the Great Shang cannot be broken in the hands of the old ministers, let alone in the hands of the Great King, Wen Taishi is not in the court, so let me Shang Rong be this stinking sinner of the Great Shang for thousands of years!"

"In any case, the foundation of the big business cannot be ruined!"

After Shang Rong finished speaking, the twilight in his body dissipated, and most of the illness in his heart was cured.

Seeing this, Wei Shuyu nodded and chuckled, "Tong'er, grab the medicine."

"Poor Sun Simiao, just waiting here for news from the Prime Minister."

Shang Rong took the medicine bag for conditioning his body, and then bowed to Wei Shuyu, "Sir's Medical Pavilion should be changed to the Medical Country Pavilion."

"That's a good suggestion."

Shang Rong took the medicine bag and left.

At night, the General's Palace.

Huang Feihu listened to Shang Rong's words, and his face showed great shock, "Prime Minister, are you crazy? Do you want to be admonished? The Aerial King?"

"Flying Tiger, the court is full of demons, the country will not be a country, if the Great Shang is destroyed, you and I are sinners through the ages, what face do you have to go to see the ancestors of the ancestors after death?"

"Great King, he has changed, and the foundation of the Great Merchants cannot be destroyed in the hands of the Great King."

"Prime Minister, my Huang family has been loyal and good for generations, and I will never rebel!

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"It's not a rebellion, but to go back to the source, get rid of the pros and cons, a big business is still a big businessman, and the king has an heir......

"How is it different from an army besieging the palace and plotting rebellion?"

"Flying Tiger, Dashang is terminally ill, and he must be treated with cruel medicine......

"Whether it is a stench for thousands of years, or a sinner through the ages, we are worthy of our hearts for the sake of great business, and the first kings will understand and support it, and the merits and demerits will be handed over to future generations to comment."

"Prime Minister, I'm thinking about it,......" Huang Feihu's face also showed hesitation.

It is a matter of life and death for big businessmen, and Huang Feihu must not be cautious and cautious.

Day 2.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the rain was hazy.

The gate was replaced by a team of heavily armored guards.

Stomp and tread.

The heavily armored cavalry galloped through the streets, and the raindrops on the eaves shook and spread.

The whole song exudes solemnity and solemnity.

Prime Minister's Office.

Huang Feihu was dressed in a stubborn and stubborn face, "Prime Minister, the foundation of big business cannot be destroyed, let alone destroyed in our hands, Feihu is all under the orders of the Prime Minister."

"Okay, Flying Tiger let the army take over the palace guards and enter the palace!"

"Good!"

Shang Rong was wearing an official uniform, the twilight on his body dissipated, his rickety body slowly straightened, and he walked towards the palace.

A light rain was pouring down.

When Shang Rong walked to the front of the Longde Palace, his hair and sideburns were already covered with water droplets, dripping down.

"Minister, please see the king."

The door of the Longde Hall was closed, and only the two of them stood in front of the hall gate, with a sneer on their faces, "Isn't this the Prime Minister, the king was very tired last night, and now he is resting in the Nine Rooms Hall with Daji Niangniang, I'm afraid I won't have time to see the Prime Minister."

Shang Rong stared at the two people in front of the Longde Palace, his eyes showed coldness, and he slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at the two, "What are you two things, get down and talk to me."

"Be bold and mergeful, we are the high-grade doctors of the king's own office, what do you say we are? Are you questioning the king's edict?" Fei Zhong and You Hun were extremely arrogant.

Fei Zhong and You Hun stood in front of the hall, but they didn't want to go down in the rain.

Shang Rong was furious, "It is precisely because of the existence of your female cadres and villains that my big business is constantly worried, get out of here."

Shang Rong's voice fell, and Huang Feihu kicked out with both feet, kicking Fei Zhong and You Hun into the rain.

Fei Zhong and You Hun crawled continuously, their gorgeous clothes were all wet, and their hearts were full of anger, "Shang Rong, what do you want to do? To insult us is to insult the king, you wait for me!"

"No more."

I saw Shang Rong raise a big knife in his hand and slash it fiercely.

Poof!

Blood mixed with rain flowed, and two large heads rolled off.

The puppet is angry, the blood is splashed in five steps, the literati are angry, wielding a knife to kill, put it in the law, Shang Rong can't take care of it, the serious illness should use fierce medicine, and the troubled times should use heavy code.

Fei Zhong and You Hun's heads fell to the ground, their eyes were still wide open, and they were extremely frightened, and they couldn't imagine that the gentle Prime Minister Shangrong would directly kill people with a knife in the past.

Crunch.

The door of the Longde Hall slowly opened, and on the throne, Emperor Xin was disheveled and Daji Yinle.

Seeing what was happening in the rain curtain, Di Xin's face sank, and he said coldly, "Prime Minister, give the lonely king an explanation."

Shang Rong looked at Yin Le's Di Xin, and his heart was full of resentment, Dashang was about to be ruined at the hands of the king.

Shang Rong stabilized his staggering figure and slowly raised the statue of the first king, "Please come down to His Royal Highness!"

Di Xin's face showed anger, he didn't tidy up his appearance, and walked to the door of the Longde Hall barefoot, "The prime minister took out the statue of the first king, what does this mean?"

"The old minister asked the king to abolish Daji, demolish the nine halls, and abolish the cannon branding ......" Shang Rong listed a series of edicts and asked Di Xin to abolish them.

Di Xin's face became more and more impatient, "What if the Lone King doesn't agree!"

Da Ji scratched his head and walked into Di Xin's arms, his eyes faintly revealing a fierce light, "King, the concubine sees that Prime Minister Shangrong wants to rebel."

Di Xin knows the sea

There was a tingling pain, and I wanted to suppress it, but a heavier violence surged into my heart, "Uncle Wang, you killed Fei Zhong and You Hun Gu Wang and don't care about you, what you just said doesn't need to be mentioned in the future."

After Di Xin finished speaking, he turned around and left, Fang is the only reason, and he will soon be filled with desolation and violence.

Uncle Wang made Shang Rong's face moved, and he judged that the king was really "sick".

"If the king refuses to abolish it, the old minister will help the king abolish it!"

Di Xin's heart was completely filled with violence, and he turned around, his face showing anger and hideousness, "Shang Rong, you are looking for death!"

"Where are the Praetorian Guards?" Di Xin shouted, but there was no movement.

The rain was heavier, and water droplets slipped down Shang Rong's resolute face, "Qingjun side, kill the demon Daji, kill!"

Shang Rong's voice fell, and he rushed out two groups of heavily armored soldiers, spears pointed at Daji.

Daji's face changed slightly, "Shang Rong, do you dare to rebel?"

"It's impossible to talk about rebellion, for the sake of the great business, you must be killed, the demon."

Di Xin held the jade seal in his hand and looked coldly at the group of heavily armored soldiers, "Lone is the king of the Great Shang, you dare to rebel?"

The black-armored soldiers hesitated.

Stomp, stomp!

Huang Feihu was dressed in stubbornness and stood beside Shang Rong, "Qingjun's side, punish demons!"

Whew!

A group of heavily armored soldiers had a backbone, and they clenched their spears and pointed directly at Daji.

Daji's face sank, "Look for death!"

"Nine-Tails Confused!" Daji secretly casts a spell to bring out the charm of the fox clan.

The eyes of the heavily armored soldiers below lost their focus, lost their light, and staggered.

At this time, a melodious flute sounded in the rain curtain, and the eyes of a group of heavily armored soldiers regained their brilliance.

"There's a master!" Daji's eyes shrank sharply.

In the rain, a figure slowly walked out.

Wei Shuyu was dressed in white, holding a yin and yang jade flute, walking in the rain curtain, avoiding the rain, and not touching himself at all.

Daji looked at Wei Shuyu, his face showed great panic, and his body couldn't help but tremble, "Run!"

Daji wanted to use his mana to escape, but he felt his body sink and all his mana was imprisoned.

Wei Shuyu slowly raised his hand and shook it lightly, and Daji was dragged out and fell into the rain.

When Daji got up again, he noticed that there were several more heavily armored spears on his head.

Di Xin's face was annoyed, "Shang Rong, Huang Feihu, you and the others dare to unite with outsiders to rebel, and they are rebellious!"

Shang Rong ignored Di Xin and saluted Wei Shuyu, "Please also ask Mr. to see a doctor for the king."

Wei Shuyu stood quietly in the rain, his purple eyes flashing and looking at Di Xin, invading Di Xin's mind.

Di Xin stood in place, his eyes lost focus, and gradually lost his color.

Wei Shuyu entered the Emperor Xin Zhihai, as if entering the golden ocean, the Sanskrit incense was swirling, the Sanskrit sound was bursting, and the vision was striking.

Wei Shuyu walked to the depths of the Emperor Xin Zhihai and saw an ancient tree, from which all the Sanskrit incense and Sanskrit sounds came.

Wei Shuyu's eyes shrank slightly, "Sure enough, it's the Bodhi Great Array of the Western Sect."

The trunk of the ancient Bodhi tree has a human face, which is the Shang King Di Xin, and Di Xin's face shows a painful struggle, "Save the Lonely King, save the Lonely King."

PS: Pick up the pace, solve the tributaries as soon as possible, and preach.