Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 234 Shang Rong: I quit

Hu Xian'er, a demon girl, went to Qiankun's strategy, which attracted the words of King Zhou who killed his ministers without permission. It was quickly spread in Chaoge, and spread to all places in Dashang, where it was known by the four princes and the small princes.

In the past two years, the rumors of the witches' harm to the country that have not subsided have once again become rampant.

However, a total of [-] new national policies have been implemented, because words are always weak.

The next day after the court meeting ended, Hu Xian'er, Jiang Ziya, and Huang Feihu led thousands of soldiers to measure and clarify the land outside Chaoge City.

"This time, Lao Wu has become king." Hu Xian'er said softly.

"It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about." Huang Feihu said with a smile, he was dressed in armor, his spear was bright, and he was ready to kill.

Jiang Ziya followed behind without saying a word, but he felt emotional in his heart, the preparation was too full!

The three sisters of the Hu family have to be praised for their way of being an official.

Because the plan of Qian Kun touched the interests of many people, but it also brought benefits to many other people, such as Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu in front of him.

Among the many new national policies, there are ten military policies, each of which is for the well-being of soldiers, and Huang Feihu is the leader of the great merchant generals, so of course he will support it.

So when the land policy was implemented today, Hu Xian'er invited Shang Wangdi Xin and Huang Feihu to guard it together.

Jiang Ziya understood that since Hu Xiaoyu is so powerful, Hu Xian'er's strength is definitely not bad, of course he doesn't need guards, and Huang Feihu is probably just for others to see.

All the way to the west, when you came to Chaoge City, you could see that on the vast plain, it was the busy season of farming, and many ragged civilians were bowing their heads and farming.

Or rather, not civilians...

Jiang Ziya sighed in his heart, because these are slaves.

"Let's start with this one." Hu Xian'er pointed to the plain in front of her, "When Pan Geng moved to Yin and made the land registration, this one reported a hundred hectares of fertile land, go and measure it."

"Do it!" Huang Feihu immediately commanded thousands of soldiers to measure the land.

"Doctor Zhong." Hu Xian'er smiled at Jiang Ziya, "The owner of this land is Doctor Shang. If he has private possessions, then congratulate Doctor Zhong for his promotion."

Jiang Ziya smiled helplessly. This official has been promoted, because looking around, there are only a hundred hectares of fertile land, which is more than ten times.

But he didn't make any achievements, so he was promoted continuously, and he always felt unreliable.

While we were talking, there was already a conflict over there.

"What are you doing!"

"Do you want to die? Do you know whose place this is?"

The retainers and family generals of the doctor's house had heard the news and came, yelling and cursing loudly, trying to stop the soldiers from measuring the land.

"My lord, let us finish the work."

"I beg you guys to do me a favor, we haven't had enough to eat for a long time."

"That's right, we can only eat after the land is planted today."

The serfs working in the fields were frightened, kneeling on the ground and crying to the soldiers.

"Master said that it is better to rejuvenate the people than to lose the people." Hu Xian'er sighed.

Jiang Ziya was silent, he really understood now why slavery must be abolished.

Such a common people, how come the prosperity?
At this time, Huang Feihu was in a dilemma. If it was just the retainers and generals of the nobles, he would have driven them away immediately.

But these serfs who were kneeling on the ground, ragged, yellow and skinny, how could he do anything.

Hu Xianer and Jiang Ziya came over.

"Your Majesty has decreed the abolition of slavery. From today onwards, you are no longer slaves." Hu Xian'er said softly.

Hearing this, the retainers and generals of the nobles were all shocked and puzzled, and couldn't believe what they heard.

"My lord, what should we do if we don't want to be slaves?" The serfs were terrified.

"These fields will be allocated by the government in the future, and each of you will have your own farmland to support yourself," Hu Xian'er said again.

In addition to the panic, the serfs were a little more confused.

Alas, Jiang Ziya sighed again in his heart. He thought of the school policy in Qiankun policy. No wonder it is imperative to put learning affairs as the top priority and inspire people's wisdom.

On the other side, the retainers and generals of the doctor's family finally recovered from the shock.

"It turns out that you are the demon girl who harmed my business!"

"Bewitching words to confuse people, monster words to confuse people!"

"Do you know who my master is?"

The servants of the nobles began to curse again.

"King Wu Cheng, I'm sorry." Hu Xian'er's face remained unchanged.

"On the spot?" Huang Feihu asked.

"Drag it to the gate of the city, let everyone have a look and know who it is." Hu Xian'er said again.

Huang Feihu smiled, and led a team of soldiers to drag away these swearing noble retainers and generals. Naturally, there would be blood.

With the first family, there will naturally be a second family and a third family. In the next period of time, the gate of Chaoge's city was filled with blood.

The nobles were afraid of being killed and did not dare to do anything to stop them.

But the rumors that the king of Shang is innocent and the witches are harming the country have become more and more.

In the streets and alleys of Chaoge City, even children know that King Zhou of the Great Shang Dynasty is a tyrant who listened to the bewitching of the three witches and harmed the common people.

……

Finally, it was time for the court meeting again. Before going to court, Prime Minister Shang Rong was surrounded by a group of noble ministers.

"Master Shang, you have to make the decision for us."

"Old Prime Minister, my son was killed by that demon girl at the South City Gate. He was my only son."

"Prime Minister, now the people are full of grievances, the sky is going to be in chaos, and if the demon girl is not eliminated, I will be ruined!"

These ministers chattered at one another, which made Shang Rong more and more annoyed.

He is old, and now he rarely walks around among the people except for offering advice and suggestions for the king in the court.

Hearing this, he certainly understands the seriousness of the matter, and the people's grievances are like a fire. Once burned, it will definitely endanger the country and the country of the big merchants.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will advise the king today." Shang Rong said in a deep voice.

Soon, the pilgrimage will begin.

Di Xin sat above the main hall, his face expressionless, and he didn't care about the tyrant's rumors outside.

"Your Majesty, I have something to do!" Shang Rong stepped forward and said.

"What's the matter, Prime Minister?" Di Xin asked.

"Has Your Majesty ever heard the complaints from the people in the city?" Shang Rong asked seriously.

"What complaints do they have?" Di Xin remained expressionless.

"Your Majesty listens to the bewitching of the demon girl, harms the common people, is tyrannical and innocent, he is a tyrant!" Shang Rong said bluntly without fear.

"Does the prime minister know who the widow murdered?" Di Xin asked back.

"All of them are the people of my Great Merchant!"

"What about the prime minister?"

"Please, Your Majesty, put to death the demon girl who caused harm to the country, and use the grievances of the common people to protect the safety of the great merchants, the country, and the society!"

"How about Qian Kun's strategy?"

"They are all good strategies for governing the country, but how can they act so cruelly and cause public resentment?"

"Oh?" Di Xin smiled, looked around the hall, and said, "Where is Dr. Jiang, show the prime minister the results of implementing the national policy during this period."

Jiang Ziya stepped forward in response, and sent a memorial that he had prepared a long time ago to Shang Rong.

The old prime minister fixed his eyes and noticed something was wrong, but he took it over to check it, and saw that the memorial was written to clarify the situation of the land of the court song, civil and military officials.

"The doctor...reported a hundred hectares of fertile land, but actually there are three thousand and 210 hectares of fertile land."

"Situ...reported [-] hectares of fertile land, but there are actually [-] hectares of fertile land."

There are still densely packed behind. I don't know how many.

Shang Rong only felt dizzy and dizzy for a while, and couldn't read clearly.

All he knew was that the noble ministers who surrounded him just now were all on it!

What is the difference between the tax revenue of [-] hectares and the tax revenue of [-] hectares?

Unexpectedly, his Shangrong Qingming's whole life was actually deceived by this group of silverfish!

"Prime Minister, there is also the effect of the slave policy, do you want to take a look together." Jiang Ziya took out another memorial.

Shang Rong trembled and wanted to pick it up, but in the end he didn't pick it up. Looking at Di Xin above the main hall, he asked, "How about your majesty?"

"Kill!" Di Xin was expressionless.

"I beg your majesty to be merciful, and don't act like a tyrant." Shang Rong knelt on the ground, "These are all important ministers of my Great Shang Dynasty. If you kill them, the state affairs will be chaotic, the state affairs will be chaotic, and the world will be chaotic."

"When I was young, the Prime Minister once taught me that digging flesh to mend sores is a bad policy." Di Xin said, "Could it be that the Prime Minister is going to do something different than what he says and does?"

Shang Rong knelt on the ground, speechless.

At this time, those noble ministers already understood what happened, the king is going to kill them!
"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!" They knelt down and begged for mercy.

Naturally, it was useless. Teams of guards came in and dragged all these noble ministers out.

Inside the Yin Shang Dynasty Hall, it was much empty and silent.

"Your Majesty, I'm getting old, please let me go back to my hometown, so I can go back to the mountains and forests." Shang Rong still knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Prime Minister, why are you doing this!" Di Xin's complexion changed, "Don't mention this matter again, I will never let you go back to your hometown!"

"The minister has made up his mind and has no intention of political affairs." Shang Rong took off the crown, placed it seriously in front of the hall, knelt down and saluted, then got up tremblingly, and walked out of the hall.

Di Xin's complexion changed continuously, and all civil and military officials also looked at each other in blank dismay.

No one dared to stop them, they all knew Shang Rong's staunch temper, if they stopped, maybe the old prime minister would hit the wall directly.

The court will be gone.

When Di Xin returned to the Political Affairs Hall, his face was a bit ugly, and he didn't expect to force Shang Rong away.

With this old prime minister around, the court will not be chaotic, and they will be able to reform the state affairs in a stable manner.

So now the trouble.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Hu Xian'er smiled, "Master once said that Prime Minister Shang misses the great merchant, the country and the country, and worries about the people. He will never leave the great merchant alone. He will come back at the next court meeting."

"With the words of the Taoist priest, the widow can rest assured." Di Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

……

Shang Rong took an old servant and drove a simple carriage to the west of the city.

The once glorious old prime minister didn't feel downcast, but felt that all thoughts were lost.

After leaving the west gate, he was stopped by a Taoist with a pale face.

"Old Prime Minister, the poor Daoist has been exiled." Sun Wukong, the Daoist of Qiankun, said.

"Why did the Taoist priest block my way?" Shang Rong asked.

"Pimpedao is what everyone says is the master who harms the country and the demon girl." Sun Wukong laughed.

"I've resigned, why are you blocking my way?" Shang Rong's expression darkened.

"Old Prime Minister, would you like to walk with me and have a look?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Shang Rong nodded. He even dared to reprimand the king face to face, so of course he would not be afraid of an old man.

"Just this one." Sun Wukong took him to a plain west of Chaoge City, and asked Shang Rong: "Do you know whose family's land this is?"

"I don't know." Shang Rong said.

"This belongs to the former doctor's house. Of course, it belongs to the Dashang government now." Sun Wukong laughed, "The old prime minister might as well go to the fields and talk to the people who are farming."

Don't need Sun Wukong to say, Shang Rong already has this idea.

Because he found that although those people were dressed in rags and their faces were yellow and thin, they all had cheerful smiles on their faces, and seemed to enjoy their hard work.

"Why did the old man come here?" A commoner asked.

"I see you all doing farm work, but you are all smiling, why?" Shang Rong asked kindly with a smile.

"Haha, because it's farming for our own family, of course we're happy." The common people looked friendly and replied with a big smile.

"The old man should be from a wealthy family. It seems that he doesn't know. We were still serfs before, farming the land for those officials, and we didn't have enough to eat."

"A few days ago, a girl who looked like a fairy said that the king of our big business has decreed that slavery should be abolished so that everyone can have their own fields."

"Our Dashang has a good king."

"By the way, I heard that some kind of school palace is going to be built now, and the children of us ordinary people can also go to school in the future."

The common people recounted what happened some time ago as if they were telling a story.

The more Shang Rong listened, the more silent he became. The fairies and good kings in the eyes of the people, and the witches and tyrants in the mouths of the nobles and ministers are two diametrically opposed views.

Of course he can tell which is true and which is false, and understand many things.

"Old Prime Minister, if you listen to both, you will be bright, but if you believe in part, you will be dark." Monkey King came up to him and made a stab.

"It was my mistake." Shang Rong sighed, "I almost missed the big event of the king and Hu Xiang, the Taoist priest, don't worry, I will write a statement of guilt when I get back, and apologize with death."

"You're wrong again." Sun Wukong laughed.

"Is it wrong for me to apologize with death?" Shang Rong frowned.

"If you die, what will the people of the world think of you king?" Sun Wukong asked.

Shang Rong's complexion changed, and one could imagine that if he died, the rumors that King Zhou was immoral and forced to death his virtuous ministers would soon spread throughout Chaoge, and then spread to the entire Great Shang.

Just like he couldn't hear the voices of the people before, more people would only be willing to believe rumors.

"What you have to do now is to return to the court and help them stabilize the state affairs of Dashang." Monkey King said.

"Thank you, Daoist, for your reminder, I understand." Shang Rong saluted seriously.

"Of course, if you don't mind..." Sun Wukong, Taoist of Qiankun, waved his whisk, "You can also help Di Xin and Hu Xian'er in the dark, and do what you can. After all, getting rid of those silverfish in the country is not a one-day job."

Shang Rong smiled helplessly, this is asking him to do it.

Looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, and thinking about what he saw today, he finally understood why the three sisters of the Hu family and that Yang Jiao had such great abilities.

Sun Wukong, the Daoist of Qiankun, nodded and drifted away without saying anything more.

This line of business naturally changed Shang Rong's fate.

In the era of the Three Realms, he had also met Shang Rong, who was named the Star Lord of Yutang, so it was naturally an old acquaintance.

And in the established future of enshrining the gods, in order to persuade King Zhou, Shang Rong bumped into a pillar on the Great Shang Dynasty Hall and died as a minister of the death festival.

The ability is not small, but many times I can't see the situation clearly, so I need to mention something.

Not long afterward, Shang Rong and the old servant drove the carriage back to Chaoge.

The news of the prime minister's return quickly spread among civil and military officials.

The ministers breathed a sigh of relief,

Now Grand Master Wen Zhong is still fighting the rebellion in Beihai, only the old prime minister Shang Rong and Uncle Wang Bigan are the only ones who dare to speak out to persuade the king.

But it is still worse than dry and commercial.

Without the old prime minister, they really don't know how to contend with those three witches in the future.

　Thanks to Weiwei, the boss Xiaoxiao, for the reward again, thank you very much, and at the same time, thank Li Ziyi, who has been in the pit for 10 years and the rest of his life, for the reward, thank you (＾_－), and the [-] words of this chapter, let alone short up!
　　
　
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