What happened to the king's retreat? How did the ministerial power gradually rise to the point where it can compete with the human king? How did the royal power gradually decline to compete with the ministerial power? In other words, why should the human king?

How about using a hundred officials to govern the world?"

Zhunti: "..."

"There is one last sentence..."

Qin Yao knew that he could not say any more, even if it was already very obscure, it would be a disaster if he continued: "When villagers in the mountains and fields have nothing, they can go wherever they want with bare feet, and sleep whenever they want.

You can get up when you want to sleep. Later, when the villagers have a daughter-in-law, they should have a house. Once they have a house, they can have a child. When they have a child, there are invisible chains on their feet. From then on,

I can no longer just go wherever I want.”

Zhunti was silent for just a moment before thousands of thoughts surged through his heart.

This is not talking about villagers, it is clearly referring to him Zhunti.

"By the way, there is this." Qin Yao took out six pure bamboos from his hands and raised them above his head respectfully: "Please ask the saint to take back this treasure."

Zhunti looked intently at the six pure bamboos, suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart for the time being, and raised his hand to absorb the bamboo stick into his hand.

Qin Yao smiled: "Sage, has this junior broken your obsessive karma?"

Zhunti sighed: "Yes."

Qin Yao worshiped: "Then the cause and effect between our master and disciple and you..."

Zhunti slowly exhaled a breath: "It's clear."

"Thank you saint, I will say goodbye." Qin Yao stood straight and turned around slowly.

Looking at his brisk and fast pace, Zhunti opened her mouth and wanted to keep him to continue chatting, but in the end she held back.

I can't say it anymore.

yes.

I can't say it anymore.

If anything goes on, it's not a good thing for anyone.

the other side.

But it is said that Wen Zhong, holding a letter in his hand, left Biyou Palace, the ancestral home of Jie Jiao, rode on the clouds and mist, and soon landed in a fairy mountain.

The letter was delivered to him by a little demon from Jiejiao. The little demon didn't know who the messenger was. He only knew that the other party gave him a piece of fairy crystal and asked him to handle the matter on his behalf.

Wen Zhong was very curious as to who wanted to see him so mysteriously...

Lean less.

Wen Zhongquan crossed the beach and entered the dense forest, only to see in the center of the sun-dappled jungle, a middle-aged fairy girl with long fan-shaped hair, jeweled hair accessories, and a purple dress standing alone, with a cold and arrogant temperament.

.

"Uncle Shiji?!"

Hearing this, Fairy Girl turned around slowly, and the face of Shi Ji was revealed: "Senior nephew Wen Zhong."

Wen Zhong looked confused: "Uncle Master, what can't you say in Biyou Palace, but you want to lead me here?"

Shi Ji said seriously: "The main reason is that I am afraid that the saint will know about it."

Wen Zhong's expression changed: "Is there anything that a saint cannot know?"

"There is, for example, saving the Yin Shang." Shi Ji said: "My nephew must have noticed that the saint gave up on the Yin Shang."

The corner of Wen Zhong's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was full of bitterness.

Master Duobao controlled all the second-generation disciples of Biyou Palace and strictly prohibited them from going down the mountain. This was an attitude in itself.

"Yes, I can see it, so what?"

"Can my nephew accept the destruction of the Yin Shang Dynasty?" Shi Ji asked again.

"What if I can, and what if I can't? After all, I can't go against the will of heaven." Wen Zhong sighed.

Shi Ji shook his head: "There is no general trend of heaven, but who is better among saints. I have an idea, which may be able to win a glimmer of hope for the Yin Shang Dynasty. Do you want to listen?"

Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously: "Why are you telling me this, uncle?"

Shi Ji said calmly: "I have a grudge against Shen Gongbao. He wants to help Zhou conquer Shang, so I will help Shang destroy Zhou."

Wen Zhong was surprised and said: "What hatred and resentment?"

He is not the kind of person who will believe whatever others say, but he does not expect that when certain truths have other purposes, they themselves will become part of the lie.

For example.

Shi Ji really has a grudge against Shen Gongbao.
Chapter completed!