No matter how brutal the blood sacrifice system implemented by Yin Shang, he is still a great merchant, the orthodoxy in the eyes of all the spirits in the world, the gods of all countries, and the true human race gods.

Yin Shang replaced the Mandate of Heaven of the Xia Dynasty by Tang Wu, inherited the legal system of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, continued the Taoist system of the Witch Sect, and won the approval of countless primeval gods.

Whether it is a witch god or a human god, the ultimate destination is only Yin Shang, and it can only be Yin Shang.

Only by showing their value in the city of songs can they leave their mark in history.

It's just that Yin Shang has become strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and the inside is empty, and he has begun to decline.

The internal is full of contradictions, and the external enemies are eyeing each other, forcing the emperor at the pinnacle of the Yin Shang pyramid - Di Xin to choose to break and stand up, this kind of brutal means.

Among them, of course, there is the influence of Di Xin's great joy and self-respecting character, but it is more that Yin Shang has reached a limit, an objective fact that seems to be powerful, but is crumbling.

As we all know, when a country starts to go downhill, someone will come out and stomp on it.

This kick may be the brake, and more likely the accelerator.

Di Xin is the one who stepped on the gas.

Different from the historical saint king Mingjun who chose to moderate the improvement, relying on his authority, status, and personal charm, he practiced his own policies and ideas little by little, so that the speed of the car was a little smooth, secretly accumulated energy, and carefully drove through the big pit.

Emperor Xin chose to speed up the downhill and enforce the decrees of the previous emperor more strictly, truly practicing the great plan of feeding a city with all nations.

He wants to use all the power of the human race to build a new palace on top of the ruins, so that the Xuanniao can be reborn.

He didn't want to walk slowly, but at great speed, he rushed into the sky, flew over the crater, and reached the other side.

The rapid development of this kind of fire cooking oil has made Yin Shang present a flourishing of flowers, and few people can perceive the crisis.

Only a few wise people can spy on one or two and find that today's Yin Shang is not walking on the road, but flying!

Jiang Ziya is one of them, he deduced that Beihai would be opposed, not to steal palace secrets, nor to deduce heavenly secrets, to pray for the way of heaven, but to walk in the streets and alleys of Chaoge City, talking with slaves, chatting with merchants, and talking to nobles.

He discovers a horror hidden in the subtleties.

That is, the ambergris in Chaoge City is actually falling in price, and there is a strange scene of oversupply.

It is an extremely incredible thing, because ambergris incense has a long-lasting aroma, has the effect of nourishing the spirit, nourishing the spirit, and is one of the best sacrifices to worship the ancestors and please the gods.

In a ritual to worship the gods, it is better to lack blood sacrifices than dragon incense, which is a heavy thing to please the gods and communicate with the ancestors.

On weekdays, it is hard to find gold, that is, a large amount of ambergris is circulated in the prosperous season, and it will also be coaxed by the gods of the major families and kept as a family heritage for the next sacrifice.

Now the price of ambergris has actually been reduced, which shows that the major families have eaten their brains full of fat and their mouths full of oil, and they really can't eat it, so they let ambergris circulate in the market.

This is no longer a problem of abundance, but of expansion, of flooding.

Tracing back to the source and exploring the roots, the news came easily, Jiang Ziya learned from more than one businessman that this batch of ambergris came from the army.

In the past, Emperor Yi sacrificed to the twelve ghost emperors, and spent a lot of dragon incense, resulting in an empty treasury.

Therefore, the Yin Shang army went to Beihai to hunt and kill ancient Kun mythical beasts, hunt ambergris, please the gods, and communicate with the ancestors.

"To be born but not to have, to be for the sake of not being ashamed, to grow but not to slaughter, is called Xuande."

"Heaven is merciful, so as to leave a line, we ordinary people naturally can't be Xuande saints, and we shouldn't do things like fishing for the best."

Jiang Ziya said meaningfully to the high priest Bigan: "If someone wants to catch fish, he will dry up all the water in the pond." In this way, of course, he will be able to catch all the fish in the pond, but by next year, there will be no fish in the pond. ”

"Hunting all the ancient Kun divine beasts, isn't it for the sake of future generations of children and grandchildren?"

The high priest Bigan sighed when he heard this, and said with a sad face: "The sage has just entered Yin Shang, and he doesn't know anything, Yin Shang is afraid that a big disaster is coming, everything has self-preservation, how can he manage a little foreign race." ”

In Bigan's eyes, Di Xin is not a descendant of Yin Shang Sheji, but there is a good sentence.

That is, there is Yin Shang as the foundation in the world, and there are the first kings and ghost emperors of the past dynasties, many ministers who are worthy of worship, and the vast dragon court in the underworld.

If there is no Yin Shang, all the emperors will lose their foundation and completely become lonely ghosts, and only the ancestors of Chengtang can transcend things and have some dignity.

"What calamity is there?" Jiang Ziya asked

The high priest was silent, but shook his head and said, "I still need a sage, I will talk to the king after meeting him." ”

It is a matter of Yin Shang's secrets, although Bigan admires a talent like Jiang Ziya, he can't judge his position.

If you are not your own person, the more secrets you know, the greater your sins, and the more you must be killed.

"There is no way for good or evil, only people call themselves." Jiang Ziya said meaningfully: "The killing is too heavy, Yin Shang is immoral, and he is only afraid that the heavens will be angry." ”

The vast universe of the desolation has a long history, not only the human race has ancestral gods, three emperors and five emperors, but also the ancient Kun divine beasts are not scattered cultivation for two and a half years, they also have their own heels.

Killing and fragrant on weekdays, you can also use the weak to eat the strong, natural selection, survival of the fittest, and natural elimination, this kind of heavenly law fools one or two, and the ancient Kun divine beast clan can endure it for the sake of the human race.

Now it is moving in the direction of the extinction of the dead race, and the rabbit is anxious and bites, not to mention the strange beast with the blood of Kunpeng.

If it weren't for a single alien race, Huanghuang humanity would naturally be able to run over the wheel of history, and after eternity, the world would only remember the winner.

But Jiang Ziya followed the high priest Bigan into the palace, all the way, saw the attic of the sea of clouds, flowed into the high wall, as if entering the heavenly court, the Teng snake wrapped around the beams, Xuanwu sat on the eaves, sacred and extraordinary, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the pavilion; The corridor waist is back, and the eaves teeth are pecked high; Each hugs the terrain and fights with each other.

The palace stretches like a beehive, like a swirling water vortex, towering high, I don't know how many tens of millions, passing by the waterway like a galaxy, nine long bridges reflect the surface of the lake, the water is sparkling, like a real dragon diving, but there is no dragon might.

When I looked up, the bridge was not on the ground, but in the sky, full of colors, like a rainbow, turning into a sky bridge and leading to a golden palace.

In the palace, there are many clouds, vaguely see an emperor sitting on the vertical arch, bells and drums ringing in unison, auspicious light, white jade steps in front of the civil and military, Shen Tan spraying gold furnace, then see the bead high scroll, the hundred spirits care, the blue musk is full of cage treasure fan, and look at his pheasant tail is low, all gods salute. It is really the heavenly palace on earth, the kingdom of all gods.

The silver candle is long and purple is long, and the spring dawn of the forbidden city is pale; Thousands of weak willows weeping green lines, hundreds of warblers around the chapter. The sound of the sword follows the golden step, and the clothes provoke the incense of the royal furnace; On the pond of Enbo, the king of the dynasty dyed Han.

Emperor Xin Zheng and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, the gods of a hundred countries, are talking about state affairs, outside the noon gate, there is a burly, born in the dragon Bo Juling priest strode away, and played loudly: "Your Majesty, the high priest Bigan recommended a sage, there are confidential matters, I dare not meet without authorization, and wait for the decree to be decided." ”

Di Xin secretly thought, although Bigan is stubborn, he is also a clan, and he has always been loyal, but he doesn't like villains, and he would rather recommend the gods with deep blood and a vast clan.

The gods from the family, although they also have some ability, they have to be face-saving, and they are not as easy to use as villains.

Di Xin was about to refuse, but there was a buzzing voice from Wen Taishi.

It turned out that the ministers saw that the emperor had the intention of recruiting sages, and they were all interested in putting away the notebook, only Wen Taishi held a basket of documents and chattered: "King, this is Qingzhou's ...... King, this is Yuzhou's ...... This is ...... King."

Di Xin had a headache when he heard this, and secretly said in his heart that the old guy had a lot of things, if others were so uninteresting, he would have been pulled out by him and hit the top with a golden gourd.

But in the face of Wen Taishi, Di Xin dared to guarantee that he dared to speak, and Wen Taishi dared to beat, those whips were not vegetarian.

The ministers of others are fake, but the ministers of Wen Taishi are real.

When Di Xin was the king of Shou, he was personally led into the military camp by Master Wen, and I don't know how many dragon sticks and purple gold whips he received.

"Today's court meeting is boring, the temple is full of old faces, and Master Wen is even more hateful, it's really hateful, it's better to see a newcomer."

After pondering for a moment, Di Xin's thoughts moved, he took a deep breath, looked at Wen Taishi, and chuckled: "Taishi, this recruitment of talents is also a state affair, you see ......"

Wen Zhong coughed twice, and saw that Emperor Xin was dignified and Yin Shang Emperor, with a groveling look, and he also knew that he had gone too far, so he immediately accepted it when he saw it, and arched his hand and said: "This is the king Shengming, and the old minister obeys the order." ”

When Emperor Xin was free, he was overjoyed, passed down his will, and ordered the high priest Bigan to take people and wait outside the Qilin Palace.

Jiang Ziya held the ancient map in his left hand, and entered the noon gate with a black wooden stick in his right hand, crossed the Kowloon Hongqiao, and waited in front of the Qilin Hall and the dripping eaves.

The ministers of civil and military affairs also went down to the court, each went home, turned into birds and beasts, and only Wen Taishi walked to the overpass, his heart moved, and he looked back at the direction of the Qilin Palace.

In an instant, the four eyes met, Jiang Ziya saw and heard the Taishi, and he was in Chaoge City, and the air was quiet, as if thunder hooked the ground and fire.

"Let me see a traitor, distinguish a source, and trace the root to see if it is a new person or an old ghost." Wen Taishi thought for a moment, and was about to turn the eye of heaven, when suddenly, a big hand slapped behind him, and it turned out to be Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng in Yin Shang Town.

Huang Feihu stood in front of Wen Zhong, just blocked his sight, and laughed: "Old lady, it's early to get down today, how about going to my mansion for two drinks, and other things, I won't be busy eating in the future." ”

Wen Taishi smiled when he heard this, nodded and said, "What King Wucheng said is extremely true. ”

If you get the appreciation, you will be an official in the same dynasty in the future, and there will be no shortage of opportunities to see.

So Wen Taishi put down his mind and was pulled away from the palace by Huang Feihu.

I only heard a shouting voice from afar: "The children surnamed Jiang, Kunlun Scattered Immortals, Flying Bear Dao people are here!" ”

Jiang Ziya smiled slightly, strode into the Qilin Palace, made a joke, and said, "Your Majesty, the poor road flying bear is the head." ”

When Di Xin saw Jiang Ziya saluting like this, he was suddenly disgusted in his heart, he praised and worshipped no name, he did not enter the court, and above the court, only Wen Taishi had this attitude.

Even when Prime Minister Shang Rong saw the emperor, he also had to call himself his real name to show respect, how could he use the road name to call himself.

"People outside the square, who have no king, should really be killed."

Di Xin secretly said in his heart, but he asked: "Bigan said that Jiang Shang came to visit, why are you a Flying Bear Daoist." ”

"My Qilin Hall is too small to accommodate so many people."

Jiang Ziya smiled, knowing that bullying the king was a capital crime, but he was not in a hurry, and bowed his hand and said: "Since the king is unwilling to fly into the palace, then please open the king and let Jiang Ziya meet." ”

The net is an old thing to become a soup, Di Xin is a smart and wise man, and when he immediately thought of this, he thought that Jiang Ziya was complimenting himself, and suddenly smiled and said: "You have the virtue of becoming a soup, you need to have the gift of a monarch and a minister." ”

When Jiang Ziya heard this, he was not angry or annoyed, nodded and said, "Lu Shang is waiting outside the hall." ”

Flying Bear Dao people are immortals, Jiang Ziya is gods, and only Lu Shang is human.

Emperor Xin begged for benevolence, Jiang Ziya obeyed his wishes, turned around and left, came to the outside of the Qilin Palace, and prostrated down the steps.

Di Xin nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Who is prostrate under the stairs?" “

Lu Shang held his head high and said in a loud voice: "Xiaomin Donghai Xuzhou people's name, surnamed Jiang Lu's name Shang." Visiting famous teachers at an early age, secretly teaching yin and yang, and being good at understanding demons. Now I will sing and serve the country. ”

Di Xin bowed his head and raised his hand to help him and said: "I have the heart to serve the country, and I am also a loyal and righteous person, and I am alone and loves the virtuous, so I don't need to be polite, get up and enter the Qilin Hall for a dialogue." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lu Shang got up and entered, and realized in his heart what kind of emperor Di Xin was.

is a wise and wise son of heaven, but he is not really a corporal of courtesy.

This kind of emperor does not like his subjects to kneel, nor does he like his subjects to stand, but he likes his subjects to kneel, and he is helping his subjects up, and he is not allowed to kneel again.

In the Qilin Palace, Emperor Xin Zhengse asked: "High Priest Bigan said that you have the ability to predict the future, and you can understand that there is a war in the North Sea, but you have a plan to offer?" ”

"No other." Jiang Ziya bowed his hand and said in a deep voice: "Follow the story of Chengtang, just open the net." ”

"It's another side of the net."

Di Xin frowned, and decided in his heart that Jiang Ziya was the same as the high priest Bigan, an ancient family, a pedantic person in the bloodline god clan, and would only blindly follow the way of the previous kings.

So three questions, Jiang Ziya answered the same three times, all of them are soup stories.

Di Xin was disappointed, but, due to the recommendation of the high priest Bigan, he didn't want to drive him out, so he said casually: "Jiang Shang listened to me as an official, and the official bowed to the doctor, and specially appointed Si Tian as a supervisor, and served with the court." ”

"Yes." Jiang Ziya saluted, and he was also disappointed in his heart.

I don't even have the virtue of becoming a soup, and I can't do it on the open side of the net, how can I break it and stand up.

In such a pattern, I am afraid that there is no blessing of vertical arch rule.

In the desolate universe, Da Luo gathered, even the Mixed Yuan Sect Masters can't do what they want, they need to learn to be people-oriented, make compromises and concessions, so as to achieve their goals.

Vertical arch governance is an art, if you don't understand this art, then it is really vertical arch governance.

If you understand this art, the highest level of vertical arch rule is the world.

It's fair and equitable, but it satisfies everyone.

It's a great deal!

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