"Chaoge City..." was the capital of the Shang Dynasty.

The air is filled with simple and vast spiritual charm and divinity.

"Your appearance is not a Qiang person."

The boy glanced at Li Wei.

At this time, Li Wei was using his own appearance.

With the eight or nine mysterious skills, the appearance will be changed into the shape of "I".

"I'll take you out. If others see you, you will be dead."

The boy turned his back to Li Wei without any precautions.

It’s not that I’m not vigilant about Li Wei, but that I’m confident about myself.

The self-confidence belongs to the teenager.

Li Wei just followed the boy to the outside of the door.

The simplicity and simplicity of worship fire burns.

Atmospheric ancient songs and dance music are raised.

No wonder no one in the palace was there, and they all went to watch this ceremony of worshiping the gods.

Everyone reverently surrounds the fire and dances excitedly.

Even the slaves were kneeling down and begging the gods, as if they didn't know that their compatriots had been put on them and became living sacrifices.

Li Wei frowned, but did not hide his emotions.

The boy beside him keenly noticed this.

That's right. If it were the same as those people, the man in front of him wouldn't have appeared in his palace.

"What do you think?" the young man asked suddenly.

And Li Wei just said lightly.

“Singing and dancing.”

“Not applied to this.”

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and murmured.

"Yes, music and dance should be used to enjoy good things, why should it be used..."

"Blood-splattering corpse..."

In this dynasty, blood, corpses, singing and dancing are extremely sacred things.

But for teenagers, singing and dancing should be something that makes people feel good.

Use beautiful things to embellish bloody and cruel things.

"Don't you find it strange?"

The young man suddenly felt that he shouldn't say these things. He was so ruthless that even if he dared to say these things, he would not be able to get it. He suddenly had a murderous intent to the person in front of him.

However, Li Wei couldn't help but gently touch the boy's head.

The boy was stunned.

Is this what comforting yourself?

Obviously, my father has never comforted me like this.

He always feels that I am too weak.

Li Wei shook his head and said.

"You're not surprised."

The boy whispered.

"But everyone takes this for granted."

"Since ancient times, it's right, right?"

Li Wei said softly: "What do you think?"

Even since ancient times, it may not be correct...

When I was recognized for the first time, thousands of thoughts surged into the boy's heart, and many of them exploded in his mind.

Yes, have the sacrifices since ancient times been correct? Are the laws left by our ancestors necessarily reasonable?

Vocal music is clearly a good thing, but it is used to play cruel things.

Slaves also have people with extraordinary talent, but they can only be used as sacrifices.

The nobles also have waste who are unaware of every question, but they can enjoy a wealthy life.

This country can be better.

But I... can't change it.

Because I'm just the second son.

unless.

The father made me the crown prince.

After sending Li Wei to the door, Li Wei bowed to the rear and planned to leave.

When he left, the boy asked.

"Stranger, don't you want to know who I am?"

Li Wei had a vague guess in his heart, but he just smiled and said, "Who are you?"

"My name."

"Asset virtue."

He received virtue and was called Emperor Xin.

Later generations despise his posthumous title.

Zhou.

......

Li Wei woke up leisurely. For the outside world, this was just a moment.

‘A name will break me from the past cause and effect...’

The name of Emperor Xin, the name of King Zhou.

The law of cause and effect carried by it.

Really, very large.

The Taoists on the side also noticed the strangeness on Li Wei's body, and their temperament suddenly changed.

From the ancient aura.

It made people around them seem to see that in ancient times, the sacrificial people sang and danced around the tripod.

But soon, this aura disappeared, which also made the people around him feel strange and amazed.

Li Wei silently recited the Heart Sutra to calm down what he had just seen.

Sacrifices in ancient times were so cruel.

"Master Mingche?" Zhang Qinghe asked from the side.

"Nothing happened." Li Wei opened his eyes and sighed: "It's just... I thought of someone I've seen."

Staring at the Sun and Moon Pearl, thinking of the people from the past?

Zhang Qinghe still found it very strange, but inexplicably there was a sense of persuasion.

The Taoist in front of him was serious.

On the other side, Liu Xiangbo and others were a little bored. Looking at the Sun and Moon Pearl on it, they remembered the battle and things that the spirit bead had experienced, and said.

"You said, why did the Jie Cult help Da Shang when he was enthroned by the gods?"

"The great Shang worshipped the wild spirit of his ancestors and did not have the belief in Taoism, and it was not of any benefit to the Jie Sect. Moreover, King Zhou of Shang was even more disrespectful to ghosts and gods. The Anhui Sect and the Jie Sect should have helped the Great Zhou together." Liu Xiangbo said with interest: "Is it true that the so-called destiny of heaven, the Jie Sect and the Anhui Sect need to play an opposing role? Is that all?"

"King Zhou does not respect ghosts and gods, and does not value sacrifices."

Ichimako paused and said, "Actually, I think the name 'Zhou' was really wronged to be placed on Emperor Xin. At that time, King Wu of Zhou made a crime that was nothing more than alcoholism, no nobles and old ministers, a villain, obeying women's words, believing in heaven, and not paying attention to sacrifices... These crimes that can be called "Zhou" should not be regarded as crimes that come to be "Zhou" in the eyes of later generations."

Zhou was the posthumous title given by later generations.

It is a cruel hymn vocabulary, and it describes Emperor Xin in many literary works in later generations.

"What about Emperor Xin? Just looking at the description of the Battle of Muye, you can see that the Battle of Muye is said to be bleeding and drifting. If King Wu of Zhou really won the hearts of the people of the world, how could those troops composed of slaves fight so tragically with them, right?"

Ichimako touched her chin and said.
To be continued...