"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open.

Fei Zhong, who has a mustache, smiled at the probe:

"Beauty~"

Bai Yao, who was sitting at the table, looked at him.

Fei Zhong: "......"

"Come in, Lord Fei, are you stunned?" You Hun, who was short in stature, came in from the side and said with a smile:

"Beauty~"

The white robe was reflected in his pupils.

You Hun's face turned white, his whole body trembled, and he lost his voice:

"Great wishes!"

Fei Zhong didn't say a word, knelt down in front of Bai Yao, kowtowed heavily, and said:

"Knock on the big wishes!"

You Hun was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he knelt on the threshold with a thud, his eyes having lost their lustre.

"Knock...... Knock on the Great Blessing ......"

Bai Yao's expression was flat, and he said lightly:

"Beauty? But you're talking about me? ”

Fei Zhong couldn't stop kowtowing, and the fear in his heart made his voice tremble:

"The minister would not dare to say such disobedient words!"

You Hun also crawled over like a dog, his teeth chattering:

"The minister doesn't dare!"

Bai Yao glanced at them, only to feel that his eyes were dirty, and asked:

"You mean, I'm deaf?"

Fei Zhong only felt that death was imminent, and began to slap himself wildly, panicking:

"The crime of capital punishment! Death penalty! ”

You Hun was even more ruthless, smashing his fist into his mouth.

For a while, the two of them had their mouths full of blood, trying to win the sympathy of Baiyao by hurting themselves.

But how could Baiyao let them go?

He returned to the court to kill these two traitors.

He was silent, waiting for Kong Xuan to inform his two sons to come.

Bai Yao is currently cooperating well with Di Xin, since he is killing his favorite minister, it is better to save some face for him and kill him without much fanfare.

Listening to the crying of the two, Bai Yao's mind was no longer in the moment.

When Di Xin dies, who will choose the next generation of Shang kings?

It didn't take long for the sound of horses' hooves to be heard outside.

Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong rushed in one by one, bowed and saluted:

"Great wishes!"

In public, the two still have to be called honorific.

Bai Yao got up and walked past Fei Zhong and You Hun without looking back:

"Bring it back to the ancestral temple, and then send someone to invite the king."

…

It's noon.

Ancestral Temple.

Di Xin saw from afar that You Hun was kowtowing to Baiyao, and Fei Zhong just couldn't bow his head.

Fei Zhong already knew that today was a dead death.

After getting off the king at the door, he walked alone, and without looking at the two of them, he asked Bai Yao:

"Dazhu, what's going on?"

Baiyao said unhurriedly:

"Insulting the ancestors."

When Di Xin heard this, his eyebrows were angry, and he stared at the two people on the ground, without even asking the reason.

"Then it's beheaded!"

You Hun hurriedly cried and shouted:

"King Mingjian! How dare we call Dazhu a beauty? ”

When Fei Zhong heard this, he slowly straightened up, stiffened his neck and turned his head, staring blankly at You Hun.

You could have died an easier death, why would you admit it?

How could I have worked with such a fool for so many years?

He sighed and bowed his head again.

You Hun was carried away by the fear of death, and even hugged Di Xin's leg and begged:

"The King...... For the sake of the ministers who have done so much for you......"

"Beauty?!"

Di Xin's brain went blank by these two words.

When a horseman in charge of guarding heard You Hun's words, he also gritted his teeth, eager to rush up and tear You Hun apart.

The ancestors are above, what a blasphemy......

"Thousand ...... A Thousand Blades ......"

Di Xin pointed at the two of them, so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly, this kind of thing has never happened once in six hundred years!

If the historian knew about it, all his political achievements would become nothing, and future generations would only think that his courtiers would dare to insult Dazhu!

"A thousand cuts! The whole family is skinned and bone-pulled! ”

Di Xin finally roared, almost not standing still.

Bai Yao's ears were a little numb, and he said lightly:

"King, just kill these two people, it's not good if things get bigger."

He looked at the horseman on the side again, and said:

"The horseman won't say it."

When Di Xin heard this, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his eyes couldn't help but show emotion:

"Great Wishes ......"

Bai Yao is helping him, and everyone knows that Fei Zhong Youhun is his favorite minister.

Once this matter gets out, he will be questioned by the entire royal family.

Even some royal families who are so devout that they are already stunned will think that he instructed Fei Zhongyou to do it.

"They are not worthy of sacrifice." Bai Yao smiled at Di Xin, turned to the Owl and said:

"Drag it down and chop it into minced meat and feed it to the dogs, and inform the song of the court, saying that I pushed them to plot a rebellion."

"Yes!"

The owl rode forward, and lifted Fei Zhong Youhun one by one, and the killing intent in his eyes was eager to crush the two of them to ashes.

Bai Yao didn't want to waste time sacrificing them, and he couldn't get the national fortune point.

He looked at the back of the horseman and said:

"My lord, I rushed back to Chaoge because they would sacrifice a monster to you."

Di Xin Ben breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped a crisis, and when he heard the word monster, he frowned slightly and said:

"Youkai?"

Bai Yao nodded and said:

"A banshee who can seduce people's hearts."

Di Xin pondered for a moment and asked:

"Dazhu, who is targeting my Dashang, you are not in Chaoge, are you busy with something?"

Bai Yao rubbed the white jade turtle shell in his big sleeve, thinking that it was time to tell Di Xin about it, judging from the deduced picture, he still couldn't resist the temptation, so he had to be vigilant at all times, so he said:

"The ones who target the big merchants are the immortals, and they want to induce you to corrupt the fortunes of the country, so that the big merchants will be destroyed."

He stared at Di Xin and said word by word:

"Remember what I said to you when you first met me?"

Di Xin's face was solemn and he began to recall.

It didn't take long for a picture to appear in his mind.

He was about to mention obscene poems in Nuwa Palace, when Da Zhu, who had rejuvenated himself, suddenly rushed in, snatched his pen, and shouted:

"King! Do you want to be the king of the dead country?! ”

Di Xin suddenly realized, and his pupils shrank:

"Lonely...... Will he really become the king of the dead country? ”

Bai Yao's face was calm, and he said:

"According to the established future, under the charm of the monsters, you wantonly slaughtered loyal ministers, forced countless good generals to rebel, and finally self-immolated to death, the ancestral temple was smashed, and the Great Shang was destroyed."

These words kept echoing in Di Xin's mind, forming one terrifying picture after another, as if he would really do these things.

He suddenly grabbed Bai Yao's sleeve like a child who had done something wrong, his eyes were full of tears, and he said intermittently:

"Lonely...... Lonely is not that kind of person, great wishes...... Do you believe in Lonely, how can Lone let the enemy disturb the peace of the ancestors, Lone ......"

It was indeed the white medicine of the elder Di Xin who held his hand and comforted:

"Don't be afraid, the king is here, the future can change, the great business will not be destroyed, you will become a wise king for the ages, and you will be famous for eternity."

Of course, he added the matter of the ancestral temple, and it doesn't sound serious if he doesn't add it.

A moment later, Bai Yao invited Di Xin to the Flowing Cloud Palace.

wrote him a Yin Shang version of the teacher's list.