Listening to Su Hu's righteous and kind voice, Zheng Lun's disgusting feeling deep in his heart became stronger and stronger. He suddenly spoke and interrupted the other party's chatter: "Marty, the vitality in my body is now passing by. If I cannot succeed in taking over the body before dawn, then I will die, and I will be wiped out and will not be reborn!"

When Su Hu heard this, his expression became even more entangled. A person who was full of justice and could not accept the gifts when he saw someone else accepting gifts, he asked him to order to take over the body and ruin his life for no reason. How could he do it easily?

But what he didn't understand was that the undead standing in front of him did not need his permission to find someone to take over the body. The reason why he did this was not to deliberately make things difficult for him, but to look at his attitude more directly.

Now that he saw his attitude, Zheng Lun was very disappointed and even angry, and his already red eyes gradually turned blood-red.

"So, Marquis, for the sake of the justice in your heart, it doesn't matter if I am so desolate?" Seeing that he was silent, Zheng Lun forced him further.

Su Hu took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Give me some more time. I will ask someone to find the evil boy now. If you have to take over the body, then taking over the body of an evil boy is considered to be a crime!"

Zheng Lun looked at him intently, suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "No need, Marquis."

Su Hu's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with joy: "Have you thought of a better way?"

"Thinking."

"What's the solution?"

Zheng Lun's mouth curled slightly, and his soul suddenly turned into a stream of light, hitting Su Hu's eyebrows hard, forcibly squeezed into his ancestral orifice.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Although Su Hu did not know how to practice, he was a prince in the aftermath, with the hope of thousands of people. His soul was stronger than ordinary people. At this time, he was influenced by Zheng Lun's demonic energy, and his soul appeared in the ancestral orifice, and he fought fiercely with Zheng Lun's resentful soul!

After a long time, when dawn quietly arrived, the first ray of morning light in the world pierced the darkness and projected into the room, Su Hu, who was tilted on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a red light flashed rapidly in it...

In the eighth year of King Zhou, in June of the summer, the grand dynasty meeting.

King Zhou wore a crown of hair tied up on his head, and twelve crowns covered his thin face and hid the sharpness in his eyes.

"The princes of the eight hundred towns have been in the capital for more than a month. Today, I will announce their visit. Let me listen to what they want to say together." Before Shang Xi could speak, King Zhou took the lead in speaking.

The civil and military officials remained silent, and the Huangmen officials sang loudly: "The king has given an order to announce the eight hundred princes in the town to meet..."

"The king has issued an order to announce the visit of the princes of eight hundred towns!"

"The king has issued an order to announce the 800 towns of princes to meet with him..."

One sound after another, the sound soon came outside the palace gate. Two guards guarding in front of the palace gate kicked their horses and rushed to the princes' villa when they heard this.

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than 800 princes in court robes, led by the four major princes, walked towards the palace like four vibrant societies, crossed the palace gate, crossed the Meridian Gate, walked across the Jiulong Bridge, and finally walked across a long imperial road and came to the court.

Due to the limited venue of the court, the eight hundred princes and four major princes were only promoted to twelve. The other princes could only stand outside the court in accordance with the size of the feudal state.

"Greetings to the King." The four great princes started, and the eight hundred princes bowed to worship at the same time.

King Zhou's cheek was covered by a crown, making outsiders unable to see the joy and anger, and his voice was even calmer and even colder: "Don't be polite, and be calm."

"Thank you, the princes!" The princes thanked them at the same time.

"You and the eight hundred towns of princes jointly wrote a letter to meet each other, but I don't know what's going on?" King Zhou said.

Dongbo Marquis Jiang Huanchu took the lead and said, "I dare not hide it from the king. We came to give the order to express our grace."

A glimmer flashed in King Zhou's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Are you not the four princes who have figured it out and are ready to support the national policy and come to give the concubine's son a reward? This is easy, and I can now personally enfeoff them..."

Jiang Huanchu: “…”

Eight hundred lords: "..."

"Let's wait, please wait!" Seeing King Zhou's happy look, Jiang Huanchu quickly said, "We are not here to give rewards, we are here to propose to the king to abolish this national policy."

King Zhou suddenly changed color, and his originally light voice instantly became gloomy: "This is my seal and I am promulgating the national policy of the world. The purpose is to benefit the princes and the world. Why do you and others propose to abolish this national policy? Could it be that someone is so verbal and bewitched you?"

"King, no one can bewitch us, nor can anyone bewitch us." Xibo Hou Jichang sighed and said, "We know that the King is for our own good, but the customs, culture, folk beliefs, and even living habits among many marquis countries are different. No matter how perfect the national policy is, it cannot be applied to all marquis countries.

The order of Enemy has been in operation so far, causing more than 130 war disasters, and directly or indirectly destroyed twenty-one marquis states. If the order of Enemy continues like this, I don’t know how many 800 marquis states can be left behind in the end. Who will rely on to protect the Yin Shang country at that time?"

King Zhou said: "We cannot give up on the national policy because of temporary pain and chaos. I also have a piece of data. In the 500th anniversary of the Shang Dynasty, there were no less than three thousand princes who died in palace fighting. On average, one or two princes in every vassal state will die tragically under the struggle for power and profit. As long as there is only one prince and prince, the struggle and military disaster will never stop, and have no direct relationship with the implementation of the order to redeem the grace."

Ji Chang: “…”

Where did this data come from? Why has he never heard of it?

At the same time, Su Jin, who was at the forefront of all officials, smiled without saying a word.

"King, it is a tradition to enfeoff a country and autonomy. Each enfeoffment is like a family of princes. The king interferes in the family affairs of princes on the grounds of national affairs. I think it may be inappropriate." said the Marquis of Beibo Chonghou Hu.

It was not convenient for King Zhou to answer this kind of question, and he subconsciously looked up at Su Jin.

"Only after you have a country, you will have a family. A family is a small country, and a country is a big family." Su Jin came out and said: "For the king, the entire Shang Dynasty was a family, and the princes were his brothers and sisters.

Why did the king firmly implement the order to promote grace? The ultimate goal is not to make his relatives less killing and less harm?

If everyone could get a reward, how could they fight for a position to the death? Therefore, it is a fallacy that the King interferes in family affairs by state affairs, and this view is simply unrealistic."

Chonghouhu: "..."
Chapter completed!