"No need, I'm not that cheap yet!" Taiyi Zhenren flatly rejected Su Jin's kindness, waved to Nezha, reached out to summon a fairy cloud, and flew into Qinghe with Qingming.

"Uncle, is there a serious problem?" Nezha asked softly as he looked at Su Jin's thoughtful look.

Su Jin nodded slowly and said, "Although I don't know the reason yet, I'm sure I've been given up."

"What happens if you are given up...?"

Su Jin said: "It is equivalent to a person who does not have any magical powers and magics. He lost his only small boat in the turbulent ocean."

"Then what should we do next?" Nezha asked worriedly.

Su Jin thought for a while, turned around and shouted, "Hong Jin."

"I'm here." Hong Jin bowed and said.

"You will immediately rush to Xiqi as quickly as possible and focus on finding out what happened to the Xibohou family." Su Jin ordered.

"Yes!" Hong Jin did not say anything nonsense. After receiving the order, he rushed straight into the sky with his sword and disappeared in an instant in the sky...

After watching Hong Jin leave, Su Jin came to the poplar tree step by step, sat on his wooden lounge chair, squinted his eyes slightly at the blue clear sky, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

If he didn't know the lineage of the Gods, he would definitely be in a state of collapse like a headless fly. He couldn't understand why the good Yuanshi Tianzun gave up on himself. He was even unsure whether he had given up on himself. Perhaps he would really believe Taiyi's remarks, thinking that this was a disguised protection.

But cleverly, he knew very well that the lineage of the Gods was very clear, and he knew that the only one possibility could change Yuanshi Tianzun's strings and change his courses. The Xibo Hou family, one of the four kings and princes, had some kind of change, and was noticed by Yuanshi Tianzun...

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In the third year of King Zhou, in October of autumn, the palace meeting.

“No…”

“No…”

"no……"

Prime Minister Shang Rong stood in front of all officials, looking at King Zhou sitting on the throne with a expressionless face, constantly rejecting the memorials and proposals of Mei Bo, Du Yuanxian, Zhao Qi, Xia Zhao and others, and his brows were uncontrollably wrinkled deeper and deeper.

"There is no problem with the proposals of Mei Bo and the others. Why do you want to refute them all?" After hearing Bigan's advice to King Zhou to reduce the construction of the palace, Shang Rong finally couldn't help it and asked after leaving the list.

"No problem?" King Zhou looked down at the civil and military officials with a condescending face and asked indifferently: "Is there any problem that I shouldn't have decided on? When did the Prime Minister start to control the power of the king and serve as herders on behalf of the emperor. Every minister who claims to be upright can stand in the court, give guidance to the king, and teach the king to do things?"

Shang Rong said: "The old minister has never controlled the power of the king. All his words and deeds are within the power and responsibility of the ministers and the prime minister. The nobles in the court are not teaching the king to do things, but are diligent and fulfilling their duties diligently. King, as the king, although you are the king, you must also pay attention to your words. Otherwise, if the king regards his ministers as enemies, how can the ministers regard the king as your confidant?"

"Your power, responsibility, and responsibility are to try to turn me into a puppet and a puppet?" King Zhou said coldly: "You are always right. I must pass the memorial you submitted, otherwise it will hinder you from working diligently. Even if I am the king, I must respect you, otherwise you will be prepared to betray me like Yuan Futong... Prime Minister, what do you mean?"

Shang Rong suddenly changed color and knelt down and said, "King, I have no intention!"

"You said you have no intention, but no matter what you did or what you said, you expressed this meaning." King Zhou sneered: "I am not a fool, so I can't even see this."

"King, I am guaranteed by Xiang Gong's head. Prime Minister is definitely not what you meant." Bigan said seriously.

"With the head of the neck, why not just say it more bluntly?" King Zhou waved his hand, with a fierce light in his eyes: "Isn't this a kind of bullying threatening me to give in with my life?"

Bigan was on fire and his face turned pale: "Master, I absolutely have no intention."

King Zhou smiled, laughing and said, "Look, besides pale quibbling, what other evidence can you provide to prove that I have said it wrong and misunderstood you?"

"Since the king blames the old minister for stealing the power of the country, then the old minister takes the initiative to remove all the power from his body." Shang Rong stopped Bigan from controversy with his eyes, put the tablet in his hand into his cuffs, straightened his clothes and bowed to King Zhou and said, "Old minister, beg for bones, and hope the king will fulfill his wish."

"Accurate!" Just as the officials were shocked and the court had not yet had time to shake, King Zhou on the throne quickly agreed.

"Master, I can't agree!" Bigan was so angry that she trembled all over, her cheeks turned from white to red, and she shouted sternly: "Whether it is with the country and the people, or with the court and the country, this is an unbearable loss!"

King Zhou said: "Apart from me, the Shang Dynasty should not have an indispensable person. Shang Dynasty is begging for bones. Can I find a second person who can serve as prime minister in my magnificent Shang Dynasty?"

Bigan: "..."

Now that things have come to this point, the situation has collapsed to the point where it is difficult for the lineage of the important officials of the previous kings to control.

Their status is very noble, but no matter how noble it is, it is not as noble as King Zhou. They have great power, and the entire Shang Dynasty has almost become their one-man charity. Looking around, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were old men from the previous kings, and none of them were the confidants of King Zhou.

Once the emperor and the ministers are born, even if there is no national magistrate, King Zhou will break out on other issues, sweeping all the former kings and ministers in this hall out of the Golden Palace and replacing them with his own confidant!

Soon after, Shang Rong took off his hat and walked out of the Golden Palace, but the court meeting was still continuing.

Under King Zhou's cold gaze, all the officials who had scoffed at him were silent, fearing that he would bite him again like a mad dog.

"The world has been in turmoil recently, and soldiers are rising everywhere. Demons are coming to hear the smoke of war. No one knows whether they will sneak into Chaoge and wait for an opportunity to be unfavorable to me. Therefore, from this moment on, Shen Gongbao is appointed as the great national master of demon-suppressing demons, responsible for guarding the palace and ensuring the safety of the palace." Taking advantage of the power of Shang Rong, King Zhou shouted in a deep voice: "Who opposes Shen Master to guard the palace?"

The prime minister of the dignified country was forced to beg for bones by him. Who dares to stand up and say what?

Moreover, the reasons he found this time were also very tricky. Since the title of the national magistrate was to protect the palace and protect the safety of the king, if anyone opposed this matter, would it mean that he did not want to protect the palace and did not want to protect the safety of the king?
Chapter completed!