Chapter 1496 Bigan

Chapter 1496 Bigan

"Is there no other way?"

Di Xin lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

He only has one month left to live. In one month, there is too little that can be done to manage a country.

Many plans cannot be fully implemented within this month.

Daji heard the sound and said nothing, without comment.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from outside the palace. The soldiers walked into the palace, bowed to Emperor Xin, and then reported: "Your Majesty, the grand master is waiting to see you outside."

"Master?"

Xin Wensheng frowned.

Today's Shang Taishi, the most powerful one among the merchants in Dayi, A Heng, is named "Bigan". He is the brother of Emperor Yi and the uncle of Emperor Xin.

"Why did uncle come to this?" Di Xin whispered, then turned to the soldier who was prostrate on the ground and said, "Invite uncle in."

"Yes." The soldier took the order and left.

In the palace, Daji suddenly chuckled: "It is said that Taishi Bigan has a heart of seven orifices. Even though the rumors are unbelievable, Bigan is also a human god, in charge of the sacrifices in the ancestral temple, and he is very close to Emperor Yi, but However, the former king and emperor did nothing to him and never caused him to suffer from the "disease of lack of heaven".

If he is used as a sacrificial sacrifice, maybe the effect will be——"

Before Daji could finish her words, she was interrupted by Di Xin shaking his head: "Don't mention this again in the future. My uncle is a loyal and upright person, and using him as a mirror can make others see their own gains and losses.

If there were no uncle..."

"If there were no Taishi Bi Gan, Wei and Ji Tongqi Lianzhi to unite the Aheng, nobles and royal families in the temple, why would the king want to use external strongmen?

Why is it so difficult to implement the executive order? "Amidst the laughter, Daji's figure gradually disappeared in the palace, "I am waiting at the altar. If the king has a plan, he can send people to burn fire and pray at the altar.

If the king has no plan, then after one month, I will burn fire and offer sacrifices to you, and tell you what happened in Yindu after your death, and what changes happened in Dashang territory? "

Before the sound dissipated, the person had already left.

Di Xin covered his chest where blood was gushing out, feeling the fierce beating of his heart in his chest. An indescribable feeling of suffocation trapped him tightly, as if a pair of invisible, iron-like big hands were tightly tightening him. The neck made his eyes darken and his head became dizzy.

He stood up staggeringly and put on a robe to cover up the ferocious cracks on his chest. At this moment, a tall grandmaster with a face that was about 45% similar to him, but already had a bright head and white beard. Bigan was swept into the hall like a gust of wind.

Seeing Di Xin's swaying state, the old man suddenly became angry and scolded: "Your Majesty, you are drinking here in the daytime?!

Wei and Ji said that the king indulged in pleasure, indulged in sex, drank and played with a seductress every day, and ignored the government. I didn't believe it at first, but now I look at it, is it really like this? ! "

Di Xin's clothes were on his side and he heard Bigan scolding him. The derogatory words and contempt almost overflowed from his words. His chest was cramping, but he couldn't rub it with his hands to relieve it. His heart was cold, and he couldn't tell the difference. Without saying anything, he looked at Bigan coldly and said: "I am coming to court, and during the court, Ah Heng is sick and recuperating at home. In such a big temple, I am just one of you.

Although I am not in the court, King Aheng and his ministers can work diligently and gather in the temple every day to discuss state affairs.

In this case, wouldn't it be a good thing if the few people ignore the government affairs?

My uncle has been ill at home for a long time, and I haven't seen him in person for months. Now it seems that my uncle's illness has been cured? "

"Huh!" Bigan snorted, and he looked directly into Emperor Xin's eyes, not angry but powerful, "The emperor's ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, and the ancestors are all in the temple, and they are the emperor of heaven.

But you want to abandon the sacrifices in the heavenly temple and prohibit human sacrifice. You disrespect heaven. What do you want to do? !

Brother B inherited your position, but you have gone against the grain. As of now, everyone has betrayed their relatives and separated from their relatives. If you continue to be so stupid and ignorant, the foundation of the great business will be destroyed in your hands! "

Di Xin suddenly turned around and started to compete.

He has a majestic figure, and his aura is as steep as a green mountain rising from the flat ground, rising up: "We are born as human beings, shouldn't we ask for life for others?!

It is worse than livestock, dogs and pigs to eat the same kind of food at the expense of heaven! "

"you you you--

You are the son of the Emperor of Heaven! Bigan's face turned red when he heard the sound, and he looked at Di Xin in disbelief. With trembling fingers, he pointed at Di Xin repeatedly and rebuked.

"My uncle has always looked down on me and been very alienated from me. Wei and Ji have been taught by you since they were young. Probably in your mind, Wei's inheritance of the throne should be a safe strategy.

This will firstly satisfy the royal family and nobles, and secondly, with Wei's obedient temperament, he will definitely be able to implement the old system and make the Great Shang ancestral system continue from now on. "Xin stared at Bigan's face, gently pressed his chest with one hand, and said at the same time, "But Xin can make a conclusion here.

It is difficult to achieve great things with small things.

If Ruwei succeeds to the throne, how to deal with the rising power of Fang State? A policy of appeasement? In a gentle way? With his obedient temperament to the outside world but warlike temperament to the inside, he is just a king who is cruel on the inside and tolerant on the outside!

Too small to be used!

As for Ji - how can he accomplish great things now under the protection of so many wings?

Only by breaking away from the protection of the wings and facing the danger alone can you achieve some success! "

Bigan sneered and shook his head when he heard this, obviously not agreeing with Di Xin's words: "Now you become the king, and your brother can only succumb to this.

That's why you made this judgment.

However, if you inherit the throne, he may have a different view of you. "

Xin stopped arguing with Grand Master Bigan about this, and instead asked, "Uncle, what are you here for?"

"I saw that in front of the gate of Yindu, there were endless soldiers, and prisoner carts escorting prisoners from Zhou, Pu and other nine countries frequently passed through the gate.

So I came to ask the king, does the king want to hostage the descendants of the nine countries in Yindu?" Bigan asked indifferently.

"Just as uncle thought." Xin's expression returned to calm, he knelt down behind the table, and rubbed his chest with his palms. Bigan, who was standing in front of him, did not notice that the king's clothes on his chest were gradually soaked with blood.

"The king's strong and tyrannical way cannot make the various countries submit, but can only make the people's hearts more and more alienated from Dayi Shang, and will eventually force the various countries to rise up and rebel against Dayi Shang." Bigan's expression became serious, and he said to Emperor Xin.

Emperor Xin also agreed with what Bi Gan said, nodded, and said: "Let the sons of the nine countries be hostages in Yindu, this is the first plan.

In the next period of time, I will release the hostages of the eight countries of Pu, Yong, Shu, Qiang, Peng, Wei, Lu, and Peng one after another, and let them return to their old places.

The hostages of the eight countries must be put to good use, to stir up the alliance between Zhou and the eight countries, to disintegrate their alliance, and then to implement the strategy of cannibalization, gradually annex the nine countries, and let the eight parties come to pay tribute-"

Emperor Xin was still talking about his ideas and plans, but Bi Gan didn't want to listen anymore. He interrupted Emperor Xin loudly: "I heard that Ji Chang, the governor of Zhou, is a rare virtuous person in the world. If the king holds his eldest son as a hostage in Yindu, it will surely cause the world to be alienated from the Shang Dynasty!

Especially Zhou's attitude towards the Shang Dynasty Shang has been paying tribute for years, but the king still wants to hostage his eldest son in Yindu. People in the world will definitely regard the king as a cruel and incompetent person!

Therefore, please release Ji Chang's eldest son and let him return to Zhou. This way, the reputation of Shang will not be ruined and the king will not be cursed! "

Xin's face froze and his breathing stagnated when he heard Bigan's words. Then his heart started beating wildly. His face was red as fire and his beard and hair stood up: "How powerful is Zhou now? Uncle has been in Yindu for a long time. Could it be that he has turned a deaf ear to it? !

Do you know how many brave men's lives I spent to make Ji Chang offer his eldest son "Kao" to Yindu?

Now, just for the so-called false reputation, you want me to release Kao for no reason?

It is not a bad idea to release Kao.

But the hostages of the other eight countries , we must stay in Yindu, what do you think, uncle?"

"According to the divination of the diviner, now is the year to rest and recuperate, and we should not start a war." Bigan said calmly with his eyelids drooping, "Hostling the sons of the eight countries in Yindu will only make the countries resent the great city of Shang. We should follow the divination of the diviner and release all the hostages of the eight countries.

A few soldiers and armor are just foreign barbarians.

Consume one batch and capture another batch from outside."

"Bullshit diviner!

Bullshit divination!

God wants to destroy our Great Shang, are you going to offer the Great Shang to God? !" Xin roared in anger, and pressed his hands on the table in front of him, leaving two finger-deep palm prints on the table. Blood was dripping from his chest, and he glared at Bigan, "It is said that the Grand Master Bi Gan has a heart with seven orifices, which can identify evil, distinguish loyalty from treachery, distinguish good from evil, and distinguish right from wrong - do you really have seven orifices in your heart?

If you really have seven orifices in your heart, why can you still be so confused? !

Who! Who asked you to come and advise me? Ask you to persuade me to release Ji Chang's eldest son? !

Is it Wei?

Is it Wei!

Go ask him, go ask Wei - how much bribes did he receive from the Zhou people, how much benefits did he take from the Zhou people, so that he would be so disregarding of the Shang Dynasty and dare to ask you to persuade me? !

I want to kill him, I wish I could kill him! ! ! "

Cracks spread all over the table along the position where Emperor Xin's palms fell, and finally with a bang, the whole heavy and simple bronze table shattered to the ground!

When has Bigan ever seen Emperor Xin so furious?

Although he and the king disagreed on political views and had always had disputes, he had a clear conscience. All his actions were for the continuation of the Shang Dynasty. With this public spirit, he naturally moved forward without fear. Emperor Xin also knew that he was loyal and upright, and never hated him or blamed him for any disputes with him.

However, now that he saw the king was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, blood was gushing from his mouth, and there were even bloodstains on his chest and clothes - he suddenly felt panic, and felt that he might have done something wrong this time - he knelt down hurriedly and walked to Emperor Xin to check the injuries of this nephew, who was now the king -

However, Xin was filled with grief and anger at this time, and he was even more sad to see Bigan like this - after this, he would be accused of disrespecting elders and being tyrannical and immoral in the eyes of the world!

He pushed Bigan away, turned his back to his uncle, and said, "Uncle, please go back.

Uncle has been in charge of ancestral temple sacrifices for a long time, and knows little about political affairs. Perhaps he is not clear about the inside story. After you go back and understand the inside story, you will know that I have a clear conscience."

Bigan looked down at the pools of blood on the floor of the hall, and he was horrified: "Why is there such a serious injury on the king's chest?

We should invite doctors and chastity as soon as possible to treat the king's illness. This matter must not be delayed!"

"Doctors are useless!

Chastity is useless!"

Emperor Xin's voice was even lower. He turned his back to Bigan and waved his hands at him.

His pupils shrank, sweating like rain, and the severe pain was like a raging wave that constantly hit his mind, but now he had to divide his energy to talk to Bigan!

He could no longer force himself, and he would faint at any time because of such severe pain, and then wake up from the severe pain, over and over again!

But this miserable state is not the state that a king should present to Ah Heng!

Bi Gan looked at the king's shoulders trembling slightly because of the severe pain, and then turned his eyes to the wine cup and the copper jar that fell on the ground and exuded the aroma of wine. He sighed and suddenly understood something in his heart-the rumors outside that Emperor Xin indulged in sensual pleasures and indulged in drinking and having fun were probably completely false.

The king's love of wine must have his own difficulties.

The master bowed to Xin, saluted, and then stood up and left the palace worriedly. He did neglect the understanding of the national politics because he had been in charge of the ancestral temple sacrifices for a long time. Now he was going to take this opportunity to understand clearly what the situation of the Shang Dynasty was now!

Until there was no more footsteps behind him, Emperor Xin finally couldn't maintain this posture and collapsed to the ground.

Blood had dyed the hem of his robe red.

He sat slumped in a pool of blood, his hands covering his chest, and heard dense, crisp sounds similar to the collision of rings and pendants.

Dingdang, Dingdang, Dingdang--

The terrifying and gloomy figures turned into cotton clouds in the jade. They were covered with scales and crowded in the hall, coiling into snakes with heads and tails close to each other--these gloomy snakes turned into Tiandi Jue in an instant. Countless Tiandi Jue were linked together, and finally crowded around Emperor Xin, tearing the cracks in his chest and abdomen even wider, so that his internal organs squeezed out of his chest and abdomen!

Those terrifying and gloomy figures were connected head to tail, and the five ancestral heads in the front were competing to bite the internal organs of Emperor Xin that were squeezed out of the cracks in his chest and abdomen!

"Hiss--"

Emperor Xin's eyes were bloodshot, and he took out two black, sharp, and faintly fiery stones from his inner pocket.

He was sweating profusely, and his hands kept colliding and rubbing the two flints.

The two black flints gradually split into a "human"-shaped crack in the constant friction and collision.

In the crack, sparks jumped.

In the sparks, there was a small mud temple with blood flowing out - Emperor Xin dipped his hand in the blood flowing from the fire and kept smearing it on his chest.

Those strange and ancient bloodstains covered his chest, and the "Emperor's Ring" that surrounded him moved away from him inch by inch.

The crack on his chest gradually closed, and the broken internal organs that were squeezed out suddenly returned to their original positions.