Tsueon, court.

The ministers didn't know why His Majesty Wu Yi wanted to gather all the important ministers around the city.

According to the usual rules, the rooster crowed, but the Shang Emperor Wuyi, who was supposed to sit on the high platform and wait for them to salute, did not come.

"What about Your Majesty, why didn't Your Majesty come today?"

All the ministers were shocked, and Emperor Wu Yi of Shang could be said to be an extremely diligent monarch. At this point, not to mention his father Gengding and grandfather Zu Jia, even Emperor Wuding may not be comparable to him.

This Shang emperor was extremely boring, had no hobbies, and for some reason in his early years, he also broke off the desire for men and women, which is why he was nearly 100 years old, but he only had one son.

There is no other desire, and for state affairs, it is natural to be very diligent.

I gathered all the ministers, but I didn't arrive, and this was the first time.

"Your Majesty has an order, please go to the witch temple, the abode of the gods. ”

Wu Yi's chief attendant suddenly conveyed Wu Yi's order to everyone, and it turned out to be that everyone went to the witch temple.

This is really a strange thing, this His Majesty Wu Yi is disgusted with Wu Zhu, but everyone knows it.

In the early years, when he moved from Yindu to Zhuyi, didn't he just can't bear the atmosphere of being there, and he had to congratulate everything? Since the construction of the Wuyi Witch Temple, Wu Yi has never come to worship the gods in it.

Not only that, but he also erected another image of God in the place where he sacrificed to heaven and earth, separating the sacrifice of God from the sacrifice of the gods.

After this trick was done, even Wu Zhu couldn't find any reason to let him go to the Wu Temple to worship. After all, for the sacrifice of God, Wu Yike has never stopped, even more than before.

For God, after being a subcontract, Wu Yi has never been lazy.

Therefore, the witch Zhu were only complaining in private, and the Shang Emperor Wu Yi did not respect the gods.

However, what can be done? Emperor Shang really disrespected the gods, and even squeezed out Wu Zhu, and beheaded two Wu Zhu and three masters in a row, and they had no way to take Wu Yi.

Behind Emperor Wu Yi of Shang, there is a powerful qi refiner who is guilty of Taichung, and there is a Xuanniao lineage in the land of the hidden capital, which is the great enemy of Wuzhu's lineage.

Especially Taizhu in the crowd, for some reason, panic rose in his heart.

"There's something big again. ”

He sighed slightly in his heart, this His Majesty Wu Yi, I don't know what method I have come up with to toss their Wuzhu lineage.

The ministers came to the Witch Temple, but found that Wu Yi was already at the gate of the Witch Temple, waiting for them with a strange smile on his face.

"Meet Your Majesty. ”

After the ministers saluted, Wu Yi waved his hand casually.

"Yu has heard that some people often slander in private, saying that Yu is the emperor of Shang, but he never sacrifices to ghosts and gods, and betrays the tradition of Yin Shang. Yu is not a king who does not accept advice, today, he took all the ministers together to sacrifice to the ghosts and gods, in order to favor him. ”

Hearing Wu Yi claim to be not a gentleman who does not accept advice, those ministers, one by one, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say.

If Wu Yi was the monarch who accepted advice, he would not have come outside the Witch Temple until today. All the ministers basically mentioned to Wu Yi that Wu Zhu is Wu Zhu, ghosts and gods are ghosts and gods, and those who need to be sacrificed still have to be sacrificed.

However, Wu Yi ignored them all and never listened. Even for this, he severely punished some ministers who admonished him.

Today, when I heard that he actually offered to sacrifice to the ghosts and gods, everyone was muttering in their hearts, there must be other plans, otherwise His Majesty would never do this.

It has been thirty-five years since Wu Yi became emperor, and among the ministers, there are many who have been following Wu Yi, and they are extremely familiar with Wu Yi's style of doing things and handling things.

This majesty, every thing he does, there must be a reason, and he never does something for no reason.

"Taizhu, the affairs of ghosts and gods are all in charge of you, and if you want to sacrifice to ghosts and gods, there should be no problem, right?"

Taizhu is extremely calm, and now that Wuzhu is in a situation, it can't be worse anymore anyway, everything is left to his part.

"Of course you can, but I don't know Your Majesty, do you want a big sacrifice or a small sacrifice?"

The main sacrifice is a three-animal sacrifice, the procedure is more complicated, and the sacrifices required are also very large. The small sacrifice is different, just enter the witch temple and pray to the gods.

"Let's just make a small sacrifice for the time being, give a temporary thought, and don't let people prepare sacrifices. ”

Taizhu didn't speak, and he didn't believe what Wu Yi said.

A few days in advance, he sent someone to inform the ministers, if it was really temporary, Taizhu was willing to eat one of the stone statues inside.

Even if it's a small festival, there are still some things to prepare. I wish the people too much, and soon clean up the main hall of the Witch Temple, and then welcome Wu Yi inside.

Wu Yi entered the main hall of the Witch Temple, glanced at the tall hall, and couldn't help laughing: "Since moving the capital to Fenyi, this is the first time that Yu has come to the Witch Temple. ”

Before the usual sacrifice, you can't talk and laugh in the witch temple, but Wu Yi said that he laughed, and Taizhu didn't seem to hear it.

In the main hall, there are dozens of stone statues, and the most front is the statue of God. The other statues are lined up behind the statues of God.

As in the Ji Zhou Wu Temple, there is no word written next to these stone statues, and there is no match to prove their identity. Which deity each stone statue represents, only Wu Zhu knows.

Wu Yi has also been familiar with the ritual of sacrifice since he was a child, and there is naturally no problem when he should worship.

The ministers followed Wu Yi to worship the ghosts and gods, and they were all puzzled in their hearts, this time, their Majesty Wu Yi was really honestly worshipped, it was really strange.

"Hey, Taizhu, that puppet, which god is it?"

Suddenly, Wu Yi pointed to one of the stone statues and asked Chao Taizhu.

Here it comes.

This is the consensus of everyone, including Taizhu himself.

Everyone looked along the place pointed by Wu Yi and saw a puppet spliced with wood and strips of cloth, with all facial features and colorful costumes, among the many gods.

How did this thing get in?

Tai Zhu was shocked in his heart and swept around, especially the two witch Zhu who he had just ordered to tidy up the main hall.

Among the two people, one of them dodged his gaze and didn't dare to look directly at Taizhu, and he immediately understood what was going on.

And this puppet, Taizhu also knows what the origin is.

Not only Taizhu, but none of the ministers present did not know.

From years ago to the present, their majesty Wu Yi, somehow, seems to be obsessed with the art of drawing puppets. For a while, he held a puppet in his hand, gave him thrushes and facial features, and prepared hair clothes for him.

At that time, everyone thought that there was something wrong with this always strong Majesty?

didn't expect that this puppet should be at this time.

"Your Majesty, this is just an ordinary puppet, not a god. ”

Taizhu's eyes were faint and glanced at the puppet.

"Otherwise, how can it not be a god to sit among the gods and accept the worship of the Shang Emperor and the ministers with the gods? Even if it is not a god, this experience is enough to make it a god. ”

"Rank, what do you think this god should be called?"

Under God, among the gods, there are wind gods, cloud gods, thunder gods, mountain gods, river gods, sea gods, sun gods, moon gods, star gods, in short, there are many names, ordinary people are difficult to understand.

Wu Yi's question, the meaning is already obvious, to add a god name to this puppet.

"Your Majesty is the emperor, the son of heaven, and is named a god, but we dare not do it except Your Majesty. ”

Minister Ren Yin was the first to stand up and said to Wu Yi.

Wu Yi nodded: "It's okay, then Yu will be crowned with a god name for this." This god fell among the gods, and it is really the will of heaven, so he is called a god. ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!

The god of heaven, the god of heaven, the god of heaven's will, the god of Si Tian, no matter what you say, even the general gods dare not call themselves in this way, and Emperor Wu Yi of Shang is crowned on a puppet.

These people were dumbfounded, and they didn't know how to persuade His Majesty in front of them.

Moreover, Shang Emperor Wu Yi is not someone they can persuade.

This majesty seems to be reckless, but everything he does has been planned a long time ago and has never been changed. persuaded him to change his mind, which seems to have never happened in more than ten years.

"To, you go, invite the gods over. ”

Wu Yi spoke again, and asked his only son, Emperor Zituo, to invite the puppet god to him.

Di Zituo's face was as calm as his teacher Taizhu. But his heart was full of anger.

His father Wu Yi knew that he believed in ghosts and gods, but he still let him do it, which was simply torment for him.

Di Zituo's eyes closed slightly, then opened them again, smiled, walked to the group of god stone statues, raised the puppet in his hand, and then offered it out.

"Okay, Celestial, you'll have fun with you in the future. ”

Wu Yi took the doll with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, it turned out to be a god, I don't know where to worship him in the future, and when will he worship him?"

Some ministers couldn't help but speak out in the crowd.

Wu Yi's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at him: "Just worship the gods in me, you worship me as you worship him, and worship him as you worship me." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, a gloomy force immediately gathered in the Witch Temple, and struck at the puppet god on Wu Yi's body, as if to smash the puppet.

Wu Yi sneered, and a purple divine bird with a purple background and a colorful tail flew out of him, and with a crisp roar, it dispersed the gloomy power.

Then, Wu Yi glanced coldly at the Witch Temple, didn't say anything, stood on his shoulder with the Gulf Divine Bird, holding the puppet god in his hand, and strode out of the Witch Temple.

The ministers didn't know why, but they also followed behind Wu Yi and left the Wu Temple.

Slowly, in the entire witch temple, only Taizhu and Emperor Zituo were left.

Disciple Tuo's face was gloomy, he looked up at the stone statues of the gods, his hands clenched into fists, and a smear of red blood oozed from his fists.

Tai Zhu Ze's face was calm and his eyes were gentle, but in his gentle eyes, tears kept flowing out.

In the depths of the Witch Temple, there was a leisurely sigh, a sigh, full of helplessness and determination.