Chapter 817 Di Xin (200 more monthly tickets this month)
"Sister Da Siming!"
Kunlun Mountain, in the East Palace.
Young Siming, who had forced Shang to death before, came to Da Siming: "Someone came to attack before, and I sent them away. I don't know whether it was right or wrong. Please help me get the details..."
All the Simings are poor women who were recruited, and they have been together for thousands of years, so their relationship is very deep.
After hearing this, Da Siming's expression did not change: "This matter... you did something wrong. Although those people are mortals, they are not without roots. They were transformed by a magical elixir of the empress..."
"What should we do?"
Shao Siming's expression changed drastically.
"It doesn't matter, the Nether Epiphyllum has been in full bloom in the garden recently, and my queen is in the best mood when admiring the flowers. I'll go tell her..."
Da Siming smiled and comforted him a few words.
When the Queen Mother of the West was admiring the flowers, Da Siming was waiting nearby. Seeing that the Lord of Qingyuan County was indeed in a good mood, he said: "Empress Qi, some ancestors came to our Kunlun Mountains before, and their words were quite disrespectful. Shao Si ordered Qingluan to send him away..."
"Are they from the Shang Dynasty?" The head of Qingyuan County thought for a while. She gave the magical elixir just to enhance the overall strength of the ancestors, promote the development of the world, and ultimately expand her own divine power.
I really don't care much about the life and death of a few common people.
As long as Shang's bloodline continues and the energy continues to multiply, it will be fine.
"They are all mortals. Small punishments and big warnings are enough."
She thought for a while and said directly.
"Yes, those mortals still want to pay tribute and build temples for the empress..." Da Siming continued.
In this regard, Qingyuan County Lord was very calm.
After all, she was once a county boss and was used to being pleased by others.
Even to please the superior, you need qualifications!
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that there was nothing wrong with promoting the temple of the Queen Mother of the West, so I nodded my head obediently.
This is the beauty of Zhong Shenxiu’s canonization.
If it had been anyone else, who had been consecrated to a divine position comparable to that of the Corpse Executioner, he would have been contaminated by divine power in an instant and become unlike himself.
But Zhong Shenxiu is different!
As the creator of heaven and earth, the god he consecrated also had arrangements so that the Lord of Qingyuan County could exercise the power of the gods without being polluted by the power.
This kind of operation can be described as mysterious.
Of course, as someone with a divine status and great power, people's hearts will change over time, and he doesn't care about this.
"Here!"
Da Siming was secretly happy and retreated.
…
"Sister, how's it going?"
Young Si Ming Qingluan, who had made a mistake, hurriedly stepped forward to ask, his expression uneasy.
"It doesn't matter, this matter has been revealed. I think the empress only cares about the human race, but doesn't care much about the rise and fall of the dynasty..." Da Siming said: "Now I have to teach Shang Yi a lesson, just watch it..."
When Tang returned to Yin.
In the sky, thunder and storms surged, and a huge female face appeared, it was Da Siming!
"God!"
"It's a god!"
The remaining defeated generals were like frightened birds, and some of them had knelt down directly.
Only Tang, who had just become King Xuan, was still calm and saluted, "May I ask who this god is?"
"I am the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun, Chief Commander!"
As the lips of the huge woman's face moved, the air she exhaled formed a violent wind, carrying indescribable pressure: "You, the people of Yin and Shang, must pay tribute to Kunlun every year... In addition, the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West needs to be built in Yin, occupying an area of 100,000 square meters." If the land exceeds a thousand acres, the statue must be more than sixty feet tall!"
In the past, the largest temple in Zhong Shenxiu's world only covered an area of 200,000 to 300,000 square meters, which translates into only a few hundred acres.
Moreover, the tallest statue is only about 100 meters long, which means it is only 33 feet tall.
The weights and measures used in the Shang Dynasty today are naturally very close to Zhong Shenxiu's standard. Therefore, an acre is a big acre, and one foot is 3.3 meters long.
"How many tens of thousands of people are needed for this? How much financial and material resources are needed? How many years will it take?"
Tang was immediately frightened.
A project of this scale could almost drain the resources of the merchant city. Not only that, even he and his descendants had to carry the bricks themselves!
After all, it is very difficult to complete such a miraculous project simply with the technology and manpower of this era.
But Qi Yaotian has extraordinary power after all. As long as he and Shang's descendants all get off work, it is still possible to shorten the decades-long construction period to less than ten years.
"It is a mortal's honor to serve the gods!"
Da Siming glanced at Tang one last time, and his huge face disappeared instantly.
"King?"
One of Tang's henchmen stepped forward, his face full of worry.
"I'm fine!"
Tang waved his hand: "The most urgent task now is to let the Sixth Division of the Emperor support me to succeed to the throne in Yindu..."
As for the temple of God, it must be built!
Otherwise, if they meet the woman who calls herself ‘Da Siming’ today, their city will be reduced to ashes just by blowing her breath...
At this time, Tang couldn't help but feel filled with regret.
Why? Why does the father want to provoke Kunlun?
…
Tang came back with his army and successfully took over the Shang city and became the real emperor of Shang.
During his reign, he worked hard to govern, encourage farming, and develop production. He was considered a wise king.
The only thing that was criticized by later generations was that he started a huge project as soon as he succeeded to the throne - building the temple and statue of the Queen Mother of the West.
This not only seriously hindered the national power of Shangyi, but also delayed the construction of his own mausoleum.
But in this regard, Tang was extremely stubborn, and in the 73rd year of Dashang Dynasty, he finally completed the construction of the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West.
From then on, the merchants of the Yin region had an object of faith and worship, and that was the Queen Mother of the West!
Almost every once in a while, the Shang Dynasty would send people carrying large amounts of gifts and servants to the Kunlun Mountains to make offerings to the Queen Mother of the West.
This behavior continued for six hundred years, until a Xuan King came to the throne and questioned this: "Why? Use the national power of our great merchants to please the high gods?!"
Within the palace.
The thirty-first generation of Xuanwang and Emperor Shang were wearing Xuanhei royal robes and looked impressive.
He is a descendant of Xuandiao, a descendant of Tang, and his name is - ‘Di Xin’!
Di Xin has been very brave since he was a child. He inherited the blood of his ancestors. He is good at fighting jackals, chasing four horses, and is victorious in every battle.
Not only that, he was also concerned about the suffering of the people. He saw the decay of the Shiqing Shilu system in the Shang Dynasty, and tried to appoint sinners and slaves, hoping to make reforms.
Any change requires a lot of financial, manpower and material resources.
For this reason, he was very dissatisfied with Dashang's constant tribute to Kunlun.
“Back then, our ancestors built the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West and the statue of the Goddess of the West. They called it a wonder, and they paid tribute every year, so they couldn’t take any of it!”
The young King Xuan made a declaration.
"Your Majesty, although the spectacle will harm the country, if there is no spectacle, it will... destroy the country!"
An old minister immediately walked out and replied tremblingly: "There is a god above Kunlun! God needs tribute, and we mortals can only obey!"
"For six hundred years, no gods have ever walked down Kunlun. When we encountered flash floods, tsunamis, landslides and earth-shattering, where were those gods?"
Emperor Xin asked eloquently: "Since God has no mercy on us, we no longer need to make offerings to God!"
Finally, the young King Shang made a decision: "I will bulldoze the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West, knock down the statues of the gods, and tell the people of Shang that... human beings will never be slaves!"
…
Kunlun Mountain, East Palace.
Zhong Shenxiu stretched his body, woke up from his deep sleep, and communicated with his thoughts about the Utopia. The development and changes of this world over the past six thousand years were clearly visible in his mind.
"As expected, all my scripts were performed, but Qingyuan almost screwed it up... As expected, I still have to clean up everything!"