Seeing Zhang Dixin on the wall, writing in ink, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and his figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.

"Where is that Dao person!" Zhang Dixin was in a hurry, he was very cautious, but he didn't expect to fall into someone else's way after all, the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate, is this really the destiny of heaven?

For the first time, Zhang Dixin doubted the belief in his heart so much, and tried so hard to change his life against the sky, but he didn't know that in the dark, he actually walked back to Xin's original road.

The ministers listened to Zhang Dixin's remarks, Gu was surprised, the Son of Heaven obviously moved forward by himself, asked for pen and ink to write this poem, and now asked like this, why?

"Nuwa is the righteous god of the ancients and the blessed lord of the song. The old minister please drive the incense and pray for good fortune, so that all the people will be happy, the rain will be smooth, and the war will be peaceful. Shang Rong saw that the Son of Heaven was discolored, and he still spoke, and his feelings were strong, and he even knelt down and bowed, "Today, His Majesty is blaspheming the Holy Ming in a poem, without any pious sincerity, it is a gift of being sinned against the sacred, not the Son of Heaven to pray, may the Lord wash it with water!"

Zhang Dixin was upset at this time, where could he still listen to Shang Rong's advice, and he was still suspicious in his heart, so he asked again: "Have you really seen a female Taoist?"

Everyone shook their heads when they heard it, Wen Zhong saw that Zhang Dixin's words were true, it didn't seem like lying, and secretly opened the three eyes between his eyebrows, and looked at things on all sides, but saw that there was a faint fragrance on all sides, which seemed to be something that attracted affection, and the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved, this time someone must have been secretly framed, but the technique was profound, and it was difficult to find it at all!

Who would have thought that someone would dare to commit such a disaster on the day when the Son of Heaven entered the incense, and once this matter was carefully pushed, the clues would be known.

Wen Zhong saw that the matter had come to this point, and the matter of the incense could not be said, so as not to shock the government and the opposition, and everyone was suspicious, so he immediately knelt down and bowed to the ground: "Your Majesty's love for beauty is good, the world loves beauty, what is the Son of Heaven, it is better to choose a good opportunity, choose the beauty of the world, in order to enrich the number of harem." ”

The harem of the Son of Heaven, Jiang Wenqiang, the mother of the main palace, Yang Jiu, the mother of the Wende Palace, and Huang Feiyan, the mother of the Wude Palace, who entered the harem of the new harem, are only three people, and there are many differences between the three husbands of the Son of Heaven, the nine concubines, the twenty-seventh women, and the eighty-one female queens.

The Son of Heaven chooses a concubine, it is a royal event, if you are honored, it is a relative of the emperor, when you soar, it will be just around the corner, earlier there were ministers to Jiang Wenqiang to send it, but Zhang Dixin was not in the palace for a long time, the matter was delayed, and now Wen Taishi mentioned it, everyone's attention naturally shifted, and they began to discuss it in private.

Everyone was talking about it, but Ji Chang couldn't help frowning, what the Guigu Daoist said before, three thousand iron horses, eight hundred royal forests, all of them are true, that is, the number of incense on the Son of Heaven, and the insertion method in front of the stage also corresponds one by one, but this side has not been told that the Son of Heaven will mention to write this poem, let alone think that this disaster will happen, and he hesitates a little more in his heart.

Zhang Dixin knew that the Taishi had relieved the siege for himself, and although he was anxious in his heart, he could only stabilize his mind, bow down, and let him go out, but he heard a person shouting: "Your Majesty, you must not be like this! Nuwa Niangniang is a human mother, how can she speak lightly! Please also ask Your Majesty to think twice!"

Rely on your uncle! Zhang Dixin scolded in his heart, this side just diverted everyone's attention, and Shang Rong caused trouble again, how can this old stubborn not have such a long memory!

"Come on, take down Shang Rong!" Zhang Dixin was annoyed in his heart, but he didn't say much, Wen Zhong on the side was well versed in the mind of the Son of Heaven, and he also thought in his heart, if the Son of Heaven was angry at this time, he was afraid that it would damage the prestige of the monarch, and this black-faced thing could only be done by himself, "The Son of Heaven is incense, and he dares to talk such nonsense, isn't it disgusted that he has a long life!"

When Shang Rong heard Zhong's reprimand, he was stunned at first, and he couldn't imagine in his heart, how could Wen Taishi, who had always been bold and straightforward, be so abnormal this time!

Bigansheng has a seven-trick exquisite heart, knowing what the master said, there must be a deep meaning, and he can't bear to push it out like this, so he started forward, and pulled out and persuaded: "Your Majesty, the old prime minister wants to be tired, I'm afraid it's a little tired, and I ask your majesty to forgive my sins, and Weichen will help the old prime minister to go down." ”

Shang Rong is already so fetish, although the words collide, but after all, he thinks for the country, although Zhang Dixin is angry in his heart, he is not good to do much investigation, so he can only press it for the time being, signaling that the cadres will fall.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven agreed, Bigan pulled the prime minister and walked out, but unexpectedly, Shang Rong's age, after still having a lot of strength, directly broke away: "Faint king! You are obsessed with wine, and you are desolate to the state politics;

"Bastard, come on, pull this man out!" Zhang Dixin was already angry, and he was even more annoyed when he was cursed by Shang Rong like this!

Seeing this, Wen Zhong and Bigan paused secretly, and their hearts were business, how can you be so ignorant!

Ji Chang watched sideways from the side, secretly happy in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he had a plan: "Old Prime Minister, why are you, the whole world is not the king's land, and the coast of the land is not the king's minister, this world is His Majesty's, how can you care about one person?"

Ji Chang's words, on the one hand, cover up for the Son of Heaven, but in fact, he insinuates that the Son of Heaven is not virtuous, and on the other hand, in order to anger Shang Rong, the ministers of the government and the opposition, Gu Wei is the Son of Heaven, as far as you are such a loyal minister, see how you clean up the mess here!

"Old Prime Minister, don't say it anymore, don't say it again!" Wen Zhong and Bi Gan were afraid that Shang Rong would be deceived, so they bluntly dissuaded him, and Ji Chang was calculating.

Shang Rong was in a rage at this time, where could he still listen to the words, and stood aside and shouted loudly: "Faint King! Seeing that the disaster is about to rise, the disaster is stacked, and soon the temple Qiu Ruins, the society will change hands." It's a pity that the first king was the foundation of the descendants, and the world of golden soup and splendid beauty was cut off by you, the faint king;

"Bastard, don't take this man down yet!" Zhang Dixin heard this, and he was even more furious, and directly slapped the case, "I was stunned, and I didn't do anything!"

Zhang Dixin was so angry, also in order to protect Shang Rong, and told him not to make any more troubles, but unexpectedly, this old stubborn man actually shouted: "Who dares to take me! I am the son of the third world, the minister of the orphan!"

"I'm not afraid of death! Emperor Yi Xianjun and old minister, today he has a negative society, and he can't save Yu Jun, I'm ashamed to see the first king's ear! You faint king! I'm afraid that this will become a soup in the world, and it will be given to others in a few years!" Shang Rong exclaimed urgently, his figure flashed, and he crashed straight into the dragon pan stone pillar in Nuwa Palace!

You husband, how can you not know what to do in life, how can you seek death, how can you not know the preciousness of your name! Zhang Dixin was in a hurry, pulled up a curtain in his hand, and attacked straight towards Shang Rong.

Shang Rongjue's eyes were dark, and he felt that his body was only wrapped in a long cloth, unable to move, let alone see, and his mouth was even more difficult to speak, the old prime minister knew that he couldn't be a "martyr", and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't defeat several sergeants here, so he directly carried them out.

Wen Zhong and Bi Gan saw it, they were relieved, although Shang Rong was stubborn, but he was also an old friend of three generations of ministers with the two of them, and he died by hitting the stone pillar here, not to mention the fame of a lifetime, and wasting his life in vain.

Ji Chang showed concern, so he blocked forward, and his body was just close to Shang Rong, but unexpectedly, there was a crisp sound of "poof", and a cold dagger fell to the ground!

Everyone's eyes were already focused on business, and the things that Ji Chang fell were naturally more conspicuous, Zhang Dixin looked outside, his brows were slightly relaxed, Huang Feihu's duty was to guard the safety of the Son of Heaven, and when he saw this, he pressed Xibohou to the ground: "You are carrying this murder weapon, but why!"

If it is usual, don't say that it is a dagger, it is a sword on the waist, and the officials are also accustomed to it, the Shang Dynasty is still martial, and the sword is not released in vain, and it has become a norm to untie the sword at night, but the incense in the Nuwa Temple is the Daqing of the Shang Dynasty, and the art of Jiazi, its importance, it is not necessary to speak, even the Son of Heaven himself, he did not dare to carry a blade, the iron cavalry, the Royal Forest Army, ten miles away from the Nuwa Palace, has been stationed, even Huang Feihu and other guardian generals, and must not carry a sharp blade.

This time Ji Chang's unintentional legacy is a cold light and cold dagger, how can everyone not be shocked when they see this, it is Wen Zhong and Bi Gan, and they can't help frowning, Xibohou has always been meticulous, how could he make such a mistake today!

"Majesty, Majesty! The minister is wronged! The minister is wronged...... The minister really didn't carry a blade!" "Ji Chang was even more stunned when he saw the dagger, he had never brought a blade, this time he entered the incense, and he had replaced the hairpin with jade before, how could he bring this silver dagger!"

"Then this thing, didn't it fall from the sky!" Huang Feihu was furious when he heard this, and the strength in his hands was even stronger, Ji Chang was a Wensheng, where could he endure such a pain of flesh and skin, his feet were soft, and he fell directly to the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "Ah...... 陛xià...... Your Majesty, the minister really doesn't know!"

"Flying Tiger, let go and see what Xibohou says. Zhang Dixin signaled Huang Feihu to let go, and then stepped forward, Ji Chang heard this, and his heart was a little fixed: "Your Majesty, but the minister didn't carry this thing, but just now King Wucheng came over, and he saw this thing fall to the ground, and he also looked at His Majesty!"

"What do you mean, is King Wucheng going to assassinate the widow?" Zhang Dixin couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and pointed at Huang Feihu and said, "General Huang has been with the widow for a long time, and before he came, he was still in the palace and the widow to narrate, how to carry this thing, Hou Ye said this, but there is a suspicion!"

"Xibohou, you don't want to spew blood! I am the personal guard of the Son of Heaven, how stupid as I would choose this occasion to assassinate!" Huang Feihu's words won the hearts of everyone, if King Wucheng wanted to commit assassination, it would be ordinary, and there were countless opportunities, how could he be stupid enough to assassinate in Nuwa Temple!

Ji Chang knew that he had just said something gaffe, and secretly regretted it in his heart, but unexpectedly, Zhang Dixin suddenly asked: "Xibohou, do you want to assassinate the widow or the prime minister!"

"How could the old minister assassinate His Majesty!" Ji Chang was anxious, and hurriedly replied, as soon as these words came out, his heart was ruined, "How could he assassinate the prime minister...... No...... No...... How could you assassinate Your Majesty...... No...... No...... How could it be...... How could it be ......?"

Zhang Dixin's question, this is a trap, if it is usual, Xibohou has his own good solution, but he is in a hurry, a slip of the tongue, the more he says, the more chaotic he says, the worse he says, it is difficult to slow back at this time!