After Di Xin drank angrily, he vented the anger in his chest, but became calmer.

"You say, is there any way to get Prime Minister Yaxiang to support Lone's opinion now?"

Di Xin was silent for a moment and said.

He has only been on the throne for a few years, and he does not have the prestige of a word, and if he wants to do anything, he must rely on Shang Rong and Bigan, these courtiers, if the courtiers oppose it, he has no choice.

Fei Zhong had a wry smile on his face.

Prime Minister Shang Rong and Yabi Gan, their prestige in the court is too high, and both of them have relatively upright personalities, and it is difficult to change their minds once they decide on something.

Although he was named a doctor, he couldn't speak in front of the two prime ministers.

Even Di Xin, who is the emperor of the people, is helpless against the opposition of the court, what good can he, a doctor with no status and no power, do?

However, Di Xin's eyes were staring at him, and Fei Zhong could only rack his brains and think quickly.

"The minister can only advise Your Majesty not to be too anxious, Your Majesty's several strategies will take a certain amount of time for the ministers to adapt, such as weakening the princes and consolidating the strategy of the homeland, won't the prime minister agree?"

Fei Zhong kept searching his brains and pieced together some words to comfort Di Xin.

"If Your Majesty wants to abolish human sacrifice, or if you have other plans, you can wait for a while, the prime minister will return to his hometown in a short time, and as soon as the prime minister leaves, only Yaxiang is left, as long as Your Majesty convinces Yaxiang, you will be able to grasp the power and implement innovation!"

In general, Fei Zhong only dared to say bad things about the Prime Minister Shang Rong in front of Di Xin at this time, but let him face Shang Rong and resist hard, he didn't have the courage to do so.

"Even you don't have a good way......"

Di Xin shook his head slightly, a little disappointed in his heart. After Fei Zhong took refuge in him, he often had some unique opinions, and he could always scratch his itch.

Over time, Di Xin often asked Fei Zhong's opinion when he encountered any difficulties. And Fei Zhong did not disappoint him.

But this time, Fei Zhong couldn't do anything either.

Di Xin sighed in his heart, with his wisdom, of course, he also knew that Fei Zhong couldn't come up with any good ideas, and he asked just now, but he just had a fluke idea.

"That's it, according to your words, wait for a while, and then consider innovative strategies after the prime minister returns to his hometown!"

If Wen Taishi was singing in the court, Di Xin still had the confidence to ignore the opposition of the Manchu Dynasty and implement his own plan.

But now, his foundation is still a little weak, and he can only endure.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty, the ancestral temple has something important to report!"

When Di Xin heard this, his face changed, and he immediately let the evil messenger enter the hall and pick up the music from his hand. The ancestral temple is the tablet of the emperors of the Great Shang Dynasty, which is very important to the national fortune of the Great Shang.

Once something happens, it's not a trivial matter.

After flipping through the folds, Di Xin's face suddenly turned iron-blue, his breathing was heavy, and his eyes were almost on fire.

"Too much deception!"

Di Xin's fierce play was thrown to the ground.

His robe swayed, his fists clenched, his bones clicked crisply, and if a beast stood in front of him, he could be beaten to death by Di Xin.

It is only when Di Xin is angry that people can feel that he has the strong force of a cracked tiger and leopard.

Fei Zhong and Evil Lai glanced at each other, and both of them could see that Di Xin was already in a state of extreme anger at this time.

"Could it be that something big happened in the ancestral temple?"

Evil came a little confused, he sent the fold, but he didn't dare to look at it halfway.

And Fei Zhong's expression changed slightly at this time, thinking of what Di Xin said in the court not long ago that he would abolish human sacrifice!

He saw Di Xin scurrying left and right above, walking faster and faster, and his anger became more and more obvious, so he quietly took two steps forward and picked up the music folds on the ground.

"There is a police in the ancestral temple, and the high priest observes the heavenly machine, finds that the Great Shang Kingdom is shaking, and asks for a big sacrifice, presided over by the emperor himself, and a blood sacrifice of 100,000 strong slaves, in order to ask the gods to protect ......"

This......

When Fei Zhong saw the content of the fold, his heart was suddenly shocked, Di Xin had just said that he would abolish human sacrifice, and the high priest of the ancestral temple asked the human emperor to personally preside over the sacrifice and sacrifice 100,000 slaves with blood.

This is simply a slap in the face to Di Xin! No wonder Di Xin is so angry!

"It's a little hard to end now!"

Di Xin was already ready to give up on innovation, but being so stimulated by the high priest of the ancestral temple, no one knew what kind of reaction he would make!

......

When Di Xin received the recital, Bigan also got the news, his face changed instantly, and he hurriedly prepared the carriage and rushed to the ancestral temple to ask for a meeting with the high priest.

However, as soon as he entered the ancestral temple, he saw the priests and priests in the ancestral temple in a hurry.

He casually called a priest to ask the reason, and the other party didn't know what happened to the ancestral temple, only that the high priest summoned all the priests of the ancestral temple and killed a thousand-year-old spirit turtle for divination, and his expression was a little bad. Now he is preparing to use the qi number of the ancestral temple to perform a second divination.

"Could it be that what the high priest said is true? Is it true that there is a police officer in the ancestral temple?"

Bigan thought turned, and when he thought of this, a wry smile appeared on his face, if his guess was true, then the high priest played it was really a coincidence.

Bigan is the uncle of the Emperor of the People, and he is also the representative of the Great Shang Clan, so no one stopped him.

He soon walked to the core hall of the ancestral temple.

At this time, in front of the main hall, a small lake was opened, and the spirit turtles in the lake swam freely, and the goldfish shuttled. A dozen priests were grabbing a thousand-year-old spirit turtle and dragging it up.

The divination method of the human race, adhering to the innate gossip created by the ancient emperor Fuxi, uses the calcined spirit turtle armor, and uses the gossip technique to deduce the number of heavenly qi. Relatively effective.

"This is preparing for divination again! It seems that the ancestral temple has really changed!"

Bigan stood not far away, watching these priests hold up the spirit turtle, and then slaughter it with ease, put the spirit turtle shell in the yarrow, and constantly calcined it with divine fire.

Cracking sound!

After about an hour, some old high priests stepped forward and danced a sacrificial dance in front of the main hall, and a mysterious bird faintly appeared in the void above the main hall.

The bird hissed at the sky, then lowered his head and exhaled at the high priest. After exhaling, the bird seemed to have lost a lot of vitality, and it dissipated invisibly.

The high priest's spirit was shocked, his mouth was full of words, his eyes were white, and he seemed to have merged with heaven and earth. Looking at the carapace of the spirit turtle after calcination, he began to deduce with gossip.

When the high priest was deducing, he didn't know what he saw, and his face became more and more ugly. In the end, his face suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, which was sprinkled on the tortoise shell.

"The blood is soaring to the sky, and the gods and gods are descending to earth...... Catastrophe...... The catastrophe, the catastrophe is coming!"

The High Priest screamed, and his eyes were filled with horror as if he had just seen something terrible.

Bigan was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the other party and asked, "High priest, what catastrophe is it?"

"Bigan, it's you!"

The high priest continued to deduce the heavenly machine, and the consumption was extremely great, and even Shou Yuan was reduced a lot, his hair turned gray in a very short time, and his somewhat blurred eyes glanced at Bigan and recognized the other party.

He grabbed Bigan by the arm.

"Go and report to Your Majesty, the catastrophe...... The great tribulation that appeared in ancient times will appear again in the near future! Now the calamity has covered the entire Great Shang!"

"Just now, the ancestor did not hesitate to destroy his soul and penetrated the barrier from the Netherworld to warn! The Great Shang immediately responded! Hurry up...... Go and report to Your Majesty!"