After burning incense, two civilians wearing linen clothes left the palace.
The guard at the palace gate twitched in his eyes as he watched the monarch and his ministers walking out of the palace as if there was no one around, and he was complaining crazily in his heart...
Your Majesty, King Wu Cheng, even if you put on linen clothes, you still won’t look like the common people!
Which common people are as tall and strong as you? If you want to play the role of a skilled hunter in the mountains, why don't you wear hemp instead of fur?
Finally, can you keep the jade belt and jade pendant around your waist?
This is to say that the king cannot pretend... King Wu Cheng, you are also ignorant of the sufferings of the world!
The palace guards complained about Huang Feihu, but they could not hear the inner thoughts of the guards. They walked on the street with high spirits, heads held high, thinking that they were pretending to be successful...
Little did they know that when they walked out of the palace, the surrounding people subconsciously avoided them... for fear of being bumped into.
Di Xin walked happily on the street. This was the first time he had seen an ancient city... This was a great merchant who lived four thousand years ago!
I have to say that the cities in the mythical world are still much better than the cities in the mortal world. Even though it is not as good as modern high-rise buildings, at a glance, the buildings in the city are reasonably distributed. There is a sewer covered by bluestone at the door of each house. It looks like it should be a drainage pipe?
Of course, even in the mythical world, the advantage is only in the city... The people walking on the roadside still have sallow faces and dull expressions, basically the same as the ancient people in Di Xin's memory, and there is no more expression.
Only by chance can one see emotions and desires on the faces of wealthy children who occasionally wear silk clothes...
[In the world of mythology, are people’s lives so miserable? 】
[Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear... I really don’t understand, those gods and gods don’t want to study the crops that make people fed and warm, so why do they have to fight some wars and make them gods? 】
[Isn’t it just a little merit? If we could feed and clothe all the human race in the world, wouldn’t the merit gained be enough to create a saint with humane merit? Just like Grandpa Yuan! 】
[Hey, if I hadn't become a saint and couldn't let Dashang's luck increase too much, the sweet potatoes I got from the system could be promoted... That's a system seed, a super grain of fifty dan per acre. ! If it is popularized, it will definitely be able to feed the entire human race in the ancient times, right? 】
[Unfortunately, now we can only pile them up in the side hall to put ashes... Forget it, why are you lamenting so much? At the worst, when you become a saint, you can just create more high-yielding seeds. 】
On the side, Huang Feihu, who was shopping with Di Xin and listened to his voice, could barely suppress his surprise!
Fifty stones per acre? ! Super high-yielding seeds provided by the system? !
My great king, if you, the old man, got this kind of divine object, instead of pushing it out to increase the luck of the great merchants and benefit the human race, you actually left it in the side hall to lay ashes? You...you...
Lord Humanity, you are so deceptive that you have deceived the king to death!
Today, Huang Feihu and others have long been convinced that the person in the system was transformed by humanity... After all, even Tongtian cannot calculate the changes in Dashang. Only humanity can take action!
It is precisely because of this that he is full of resentment towards the system, no, humanity!
No, when I meet the queen tonight, I must remind her to transport the crops from the side hall! As long as the promotion is successful, Dashang will be in an invincible position! Even if the Western Zhou Dynasty had the help of saints and wanted to rebel, no human race would support him!
It’s incredible, but it can also help the king become a saint!
When Huang Feihu thought of promoting the benefits of sweet potatoes, he felt very excited and wanted to take Di Xin back to the palace immediately to snatch out the sweet potatoes!
However, in order to avoid exposing that he could hear the king's voice, he could only suppress his excitement and silently accompany the king in private on a private visit to understand the sentiments of the people!
Soon, the two of them crossed Qinglong Avenue and arrived at the restaurant where Su Hu was.
"Your Majesty..."
"Call me Young Master!"
Di Xin reminded Huang Feihu not to reveal his identity!
"Okay, sir," Huang Feihu followed the good example and asked, pretending not to know anything, "Why did you come out of the palace to come to this restaurant?"
"Um..." Di Xin thought for a while and found a reason to say perfunctorily: "I just want to meet the princes of our great merchants and see what kind of character they have in private."
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Huang Feihu was convinced, but in his heart...hehe, there really wasn't a word of truth in the king's mouth!
When I walked into the restaurant, I was greeted by a waiter.
"What do you two gentlemen want to eat? We have..."
Before the waiter had finished speaking, he heard a loud noise upstairs, and an erhu fell from upstairs, falling heavily to the ground and breaking in half!
Di Xin and Huang Feihu looked at each other, bypassed the waiter and rushed to the second floor...
Then, I saw a handsome young man in fine clothes, drunkenly teasing a singing girl?
"Jie Jie Jie, little girl, how much money can you make by singing here? Why don't you go back with me, and I will accept you as a maid, so you don't have to worry about food and drink?"
"Master, my granddaughter is only 13 years old. Please let him go..."
On the side, a white-haired old man frantically wanted to rush forward to save his granddaughter. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by several strong men with big muscles and waist, and was not allowed to take a step closer to his granddaughter!
"Spare my granddaughter!"
The old man screamed miserably, and his voice alarmed the entire restaurant... However, no one at the scene, especially the dignitaries on the second floor, stepped forward to stop him, nor showed any sympathy. Instead, everyone was drinking and drinking, and they all sat there and watched the fun with a smile!
Di Xin frowned subconsciously, with a look of perseverance in his eyes...
[Oh, where did this bastard come from and robbed a civilian girl? 】
[I am a great Shang king, the legendary King of Zhou, Di Xin, and an unparalleled emperor, but I have never robbed the daughters of the people. You are actually more domineering than me? 】
When he thought that he could only stay in the harem, being squeezed out by his own queen, without even touching the hands of other concubines, Di Xin felt unwilling and his heart was filled with raging anger!
Of course, there is more anger... After all, he is a person who has been educated under the red flag for more than 20 years! Respect the old and love the young, that is the most basic morality!
It's just that in order to complete the main mission, he buried it deep in his heart and found reasons for himself to interfere!
"Huang Feihu," Di Xin asked coldly, "Who is this man?"
"Young Master, his name is Chong Yingbiao, the son of Beibo Hou Chonghou Hu. As far as I know, he has always been domineering in the territory and does all kinds of evil! Robbing women is nothing. In the city where he is, whenever a woman gets married, she must Sleep with him... forget about the ugly ones, he won't let go of the slightly prettier ones, they have a very bad reputation!"
【First night right? This guy knows how to play! 】
