"I have issued an edict to the four great princes from the southeast, northwest and northwest to appear in court!"
The ancient royal palace, with its mahogany carved beams and painted pillars, is not as majestic as the Forbidden City or the Daming Palace in later generations, but it is extremely majestic.
On the throne is the tall, majestic and fierce-looking new prince Shou of Dashang, also known as Emperor Xin.
Even with a full beard, one can still see the majestic and majestic appearance, and the aura of calmness and self-reliance in the court, which always makes people think of this king as an unstoppable and peerless warrior.
Later "Xunzi Feixiang" once described Emperor Xin as "giant and beautiful, a hero in the world; strong in muscles, he is the enemy of a hundred people".
Under the court, standing are the most elite people in the entire Dashang?
At this time, the ministers did not have the obvious opposition between civil and military officials as in later generations. For example, the minister Meibo who dared to give direct advice and the senior official Zhao Qi were both capable of bringing peace and stability to the country. They could go to the battlefield and stand on the chariot to stab people with a spear. exist.
This time the new emperor ascended the throne, he summoned the four great princes to visit him.
The first person walking was Dongbohou Jiang Huanchu, his eyes were shining brightly and he was beaming with joy. He turned around frequently to look at Chonghou Hu and Ji Chang proudly, and he was in a good mood.
In previous years, he and E Chongyu were always in third or fourth place. The leader was always Chonghou Hu, followed by Ji Chang.
Now that things are changing, it's finally his turn to be Jiang Huanchu's first, and it's rare for him to be proud and proud.
Jiang Bohou walked forward and kept looking at his precious son-in-law. The more he looked at him, the more he admired him. His sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes were calm and intimidating. My king has the appearance of a wise master and a virtuous king. His precious daughter is really married to the right person.
"Foreign Minister of Donglu, Jiang Huanchu bows to my king. May the king's kindness be extended to the world, may he be powerful in all directions, and may Chengtang's foundation last for thousands of years!"
"Foreign minister, Chonghou Hu/Ji Chang/E Chongyu, bow to my king."
"Hahaha, there is no need to be polite. When I first ascended the throne, it made all the princes have to travel and travel all the way. It was really hard."
Di Xin stood up, waved his white royal robe, walked down the hall quickly, helped Jiang Huanchu up, grabbed Dong Bohou's arm with a smile on his face, and said: "Why does Jiang Hou need to give such a big gift? Some time ago, , you and I will work together to suppress the Dongyi rebellion. You are the elder, and as a junior, you should be the only one to greet Donghou."
After a moment of greetings, the wise and powerful king coaxed Jiang Huanchu into a smile.
Then Di Xin walked back, lifted up Chonghou Tiger, whose head was hanging on the ground, and to everyone's surprise, kicked Chonghou Tiger back several steps.
Bigan was shocked and immediately wanted to rush out to dissuade the king. The princes of the four directions were not only disrespectful, but how could they fight with fists and kicks in public.
Fortunately, Huang Feihu was quick and grabbed the Prime Minister to do it, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Prime Minister, please be patient. Your Majesty has a very close relationship with Chonghou, so there is no problem."
"Chonghu, who are you playing for? Are you fooling the grand master, or are you looking down on me?"
Compared to being gentle towards Dong Bohou, Di Xin seemed more real to Bei Bohou. He had no hypocritical politeness at all.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty!"
"What are you guilty of?"
"The first crime is the failure to stabilize the northern border, the second crime is the corruption of Beihai, and the third crime is deceiving the king and the grand master. My sin is unforgivable. I ask the king to demote me and remove me from the title of Beibei Marquis."
The ministers were in an uproar and talking about each other. Si Tianjian Du Yuanxian grabbed Zhang Zichen, the junior doctor who was about to leave the queue next to him: "What do you want to do?"
"This is a good opportunity. Chonghou's strength has been greatly damaged. Appointing Binzhouhou as Beibeihou will definitely weaken Northern Xinjiang. Binzhouhou Tao Zhu is old. At the time of the transition between the old and the new, the new Houhou is determined to forge ahead. He should be our great merchant. Open up territory and pacify Beihai as a vanguard."
"Doctor Zhang, are you crazy? Don't you see that the king is attacking Chonghou openly? The king and Chonghou are brothers and sisters. They grew up together under the training of the grand master. Do you think the king is angry when he hits Chonghou?"
As a veteran of the three dynasties, Du Yuanxian watched the generation of Emperor Xin and Huang Feihu grow up. He knew better than anyone else that the friendship between them, who grew up under Grand Master Wen, was far deeper than the ordinary friendship between monarch and minister.
The senior official, who only entered the court in the middle of Emperor Yi's reign, has a much longer-term view. He is holding him back now to save him. He is making irresponsible remarks to the princes. If he is not careful, he will be punished with five punishments.
As the son of a friend, he was good at everything, and his writing was eloquent, and he was very popular with Emperor Yi.
He is just too straightforward and says whatever comes to mind. He has no idea about the current corrupt situation in Northern Xinjiang.
But Du Yuanxian and several other elders of the three dynasties were old men who had been officials in the court since the Wu Yi period, and knew more things than the ministers who were promoted in the middle and late Wen Ding periods.
In Northern Xinjiang, whoever touches someone will die. Didn't you see that Xibohou was still kneeling and sitting submissively before His Highness did not dare to get up?
Di Xin waited for a moment and saw that no one of the ministers in the court came forward to speak. They looked around with sarcasm on their faces, quite disdainful.
Then he showed a sad look, pulled up Chonghou Hu, and said heartbrokenly: "Chonghu, you are Gu's brother, struggling in the bitter cold land of Northern Xinjiang. Gu knows how difficult Northern Xinjiang is, and how hard you are. It’s not easy to support ourselves.”
"There are also letters from the Grand Master on weekdays, often telling me about the sufferings in Northern Xinjiang. The ministers are also trying to persuade me to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. You don't want to make up for your mistakes, but you have to demote yourself. You are worthy of the teacher." Does He Gu trust you?"
"My lord, I know I was wrong."
"Chonghu, please tell me, how can I overcome my merits?"
Chonghou Hu knelt on the ground again, pressed his head firmly against Di Xin's feet, and said loudly: "Please, Your Majesty, and all the loyal ministers and uncles of my great merchant, please give Chonghu some more time and allow Northern Xinjiang to recuperate. In five years, no, three years, as long as three years, Chonghu will give Dashang a strong army in the northern frontier."
Well, uncles.
Is this asking for orders from the king? Who are you asking for mercy from?
It's hard to say, but everyone's eyes were fixed on Ji Bohou, who remained silent and bowed his head.
Emperor Xin kindly held Chonghou Hu up and was overjoyed: "Okay, all the ministers have heard that Chonghou is willing to have his merits punished, and the Grand Master has also repeatedly asked to intercede on Chonghou's behalf, hoping that Chonghou can be forgiven." Hou will lead Northern Xinjiang to recuperate and recuperate."
"Ministers, what do you think?"
It was extremely quiet in the main hall at this time. People who understood things were keeping their noses and noses in mind and kept silent. Even people who didn't understand sensed the strange atmosphere in the palace and remained silent at a loss, not daring to respond.
"I second the proposal. Your Majesty is wise. Under your majesty, the four frontiers of the Great Shang Dynasty will surely enjoy peace and prosperity."
But two young figures came out and broke the silence.
Di Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the two figures, and said softly: "It turns out to be Fei Zhong. I haven't seen you for many years. Are you getting married?"
"I don't dare worry about you, Your Majesty. I already have two sons, and they are very clumsy."
"This minister is quite unfamiliar. Please tell me your name. I don't know your name yet."
"My subordinate, You Hun, was recommended by General Meng Qinwei of Dianrong and appointed as the Minister of Ceremony."
Di Xin nodded, wrote down the name, and turned to look at Ji Chang: "What do Ji Bohou think of what Chonghou said?"
Ji Chang's body trembled, and he worshiped Emperor Xin with fear and fear: "How dare the foreign ministers of Xiqi talk nonsense about other countries' affairs? If you think it is right, Your Majesty, then it is right. If you think Chonghou is wrong, then he is wrong."
"Oh, if it's really what you said, then that's fine, but how did I hear that Ji Bohou has made excuses many times in the past three years, that he is old and weak, and has never gone to the court in person to pay homage, yet he organized an army and used military force to annihilate the rest of the army? , Min, Min, and threatened the four countries, expanded the territory for three hundred miles, and gained twelve cities? Is this what Ji Bohou said, never interfering in the affairs of other countries? "
"Your Majesty, Mingjian, this is really not what the foreign ministers want. We, the Xiqi Zhou Kingdom, are guarding the Western Territory on behalf of the Great Shang. However, these four countries have gone against the grain and ignored the moral teachings of the late emperor, so I have sent troops to severely punish them."
"Don't use those ten years. There is no profit. Please explain to me. You have conquered four countries before the end of these ten years. How on earth is this no profit?"
Ji Chang wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking a little flustered, with tears in his eyes and trembling lips as he cried.
"This is all God's will, Your Majesty. If you follow God's will, you will gain a lot of money. If you go against God's will, there will be no profit. If you ignore the livelihood of the people, go against the will of the army and use force, this is called unethical. But you will not conquer the subject, and save the people of the four countries like fire and water. It is to follow the path of heaven, and to be benevolent.”
"Your Majesty, my foreign ministers are extremely loyal. Please show me your kindness."
Di Xin frowned in anger and wished he could immediately seize the long sword of the palace guard and kill the old man who was arrogant with his sword.
Co-author: I asked you to fight against the aliens. You think it is against the will of heaven. You recruit troops and horses to occupy the territory of the princes under your command, and you are just going with the will of heaven. Is this the will of your Ji family?
If this is true, who is he, the King of Shang? A person who defies heaven?
Seeing the king's anger, the ministers in the court who had been keeping silent came out one after another to plead for Ji Chang's mercy.
At this moment, Di Xin was extremely annoyed. When he was a prince, he always thought that one day when he became a king, he would be able to do whatever he wanted, and he would no longer have to listen to other people's advice to be a benevolent master.
Unexpectedly, it was only after he sat in this seat that he realized how difficult it was to be a wise emperor. There were constraints everywhere, and even the slightest carelessness in what he said or did would lead to all kinds of criticism.
Seeing that Di Xin was holding back his anger and was about to erupt, Ji Chang also felt that the fire was almost over. If he made the king angry again, he would be in real danger. After thinking about it, he immediately replied loudly.
"Your Majesty's succession is also God's will. I look at the sky at night, and the Ziwei star is bright. I should congratulate you. God's will is in Shang. Your Majesty, please allow me, Xiqi, to go on an expedition to attack the Quanrong! Offer prisoners to me, the Great Shang Sage King. Sacrifice to ancestor Chengtang."
After hearing this, Di Xin barely suppressed his anger, waved his royal robe bitterly, and walked back to the throne.
"In the future, please don't talk to me about God's will, things that go against the will of Heaven, and nonsense."
"Everyone, please get up. The waiter will come and give seats to the four princes."
"The Grand Master is on an expedition to Beihai. From now on, Wang Shu Bigan will be in charge of political affairs in the court, and General Wucheng Huang Feihu will be in charge of foreign affairs. Ritual, music, military sacrifices, and supervision will all go their own way. Can you report the rest?"
After hearing this, the ministers also breathed a sigh of relief. They finally turned over the story of the four princes, so they came out one after another to report the people's livelihood and disasters in various places.
There was a snowstorm last year, and everyone in Dashang was having a hard time. Adhering to the policy of benefiting and supporting the people during Emperor Yi's period, people from all over the country were asking for reductions in taxes and levies.
Emperor Xin had another headache. He had just ascended the throne, the palace had not yet been repaired, and the Dongyi had not yet been destroyed. He was thinking of forging ahead with determination. It would have been good if he did not increase the number of taxes or levies, but he actually wanted to reduce them?
But what if we don’t reduce it? The people are freezing to death and starving to death. Can I really be alone?
They could only suppress the unhappiness in their hearts and agreed one after another.
Major affairs in the court were being dealt with one by one, but Bigan couldn't sit still. He kept winking at Emperor Xin, covering himself with his sleeves and robes, and kept pointing at Nanbohou E Chongyu with his left hand.
Damn, just now he was just being upset and forgot that Nan Bohou had not expressed his condolences. Looking at E Chongyu's livid face, Di Xin said that he was careless, and immediately ran to His Highness and grabbed E Chongyu's hand.
"Oh, Marquis E, you see, everyone is so angry with Marquis Xibo that they have neglected Marquis E for a while."
"Ehou has worked hard to guard southern Xinjiang these years!"
"I heard that Southern Xinjiang is so beautiful. This time, Marquis E brought five thousand more people as sacrifices to congratulate me. I know Marquis E's thoughts, and I am very happy in my heart."
To be honest, Di Xin rarely had the opportunity to deal with E Chongyu, and he didn't know much about southern Xinjiang, so he didn't know what to say.
E Chongyu's face softened a little, and he bowed and said, "Your Majesty's words are serious. I am ashamed of my late king and am willing to be punished."
There was still some dissatisfaction in Ehou's tone, which made Di Xin feel a little contempt for Nanbohou in his heart. Even Chonghu, the stubborn cow, knew how to beg for mercy and be good. I am afraid that Nanhou was not Tiantian and the barbarian. After staying together for a long time, you don’t understand the etiquette of my great businessman and other countries anymore!
"Your Majesty, there are many strange people and scholars in southern Xinjiang. In addition to paying tribute to human beings and sacrifices, the foreign ministers who came this time also brought many Miao and Yi noble girls and noble girls of the Yi tribe to your Majesty. Accept it."
"oh?"
Di Xin clapped his hands with great interest and said, "Bring them here quickly. I've heard for a long time that people from foreign races have many supernatural powers. Please let me see them!"
It was just a court meeting, and the waiter had arranged the banquet scene.
The ministers of Chaoge took turns toasting to the four princes. Several slender beauties in the palace twisted their waists like snakes dancing. The leader of the dance was a gray-skinned woman with two pairs of colorful glazed wings on her back. Under the backdrop of the stars and the moon, Zhao shows a strange sense of beauty.
Di Xin looked at it with fascination. He picked up the wine glass and came to Chonghou Hu's side in a drunken manner. He sat down on the floor without being formal, put his arm around Chonghou Hu's shoulders and asked softly.
"Tiger, look at this Chaoge of singing and dancing, isn't it beautiful?"
Without waiting for Chonghou Hu to reply, Di Xin continued to talk to himself.
"Beautiful, how can it not be beautiful! But no matter how beautiful the beauty is, can she be more beautiful than the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of our Yin Shang Dynasty?"
"As king today, I know that it is not easy for my father to be king. You must take good care of Northern Xinjiang and Western Zhou Dynasty for me. You are my best foreign brother. Don't be discouraged or give up on yourself. I will wait for you in three years to lead Northern Territory. The warriors from Xinjiang came to Chaoge to offer me prisoners and gifts."
"I want to see the strength of the men in Northern Xinjiang, and I want to see your mighty and unyielding war dance in Chongcheng, not the foreign customs in the court that fool me like a pig."
As soon as the words fell, Di Xin walked drunkenly to Ji Chang's seat, grabbed Ji Chang's hand and spoke words of admiration affectionately.
Chong Houhu was left staring blankly at the dancing girl in front of him, with a heavy responsibility in his heart.
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