Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

The atmosphere in the courtroom seemed to be getting more and more tense. Di Xin sat on his seat and looked at the officials sitting below.

Yin, who was about to be dismissed, took the initiative to stand up and speak.

"Wang, if you insist on dismissing me, please give me the reasons for dismissing me. During my administration, I did not do anything disqualified, and Fei Zhong did not perform well. Your promotion made me very happy." Question. Besides, Fei Zhong was born as a commoner, and we were originally officials of the king, and have been officials of the king of Shang for generations, what qualifications does Fei Zhong have to stand with us?"

"Fei Zhong doesn't have any outstanding political achievements, his reputation is not good, and he comes from a humble background. If the king insists on abolishing my official position, please give us a reason."

All the officials looked at Di Xin.

Di Xin sat on his seat with a gloomy expression on his face.

In the Institute of History, Wu Xintian asked: "It seems that when Emperor Xin was in power, there was indeed a bit of disagreement between the monarch and his subjects."

Hu Zhengtao shook his head and looked at Di Xin.

"This is not a disagreement between the monarch and his ministers, but the conflict caused by the innovation represented by Emperor Xin and the old-fashioned officials. The Shang system can be seen from the Zhou system. The Shang system is also hereditary, and the hereditary factors are very important. It is almost impossible for anyone to be able to replace him casually in office, and hereditary replacement is a characteristic of this era."

"Dean, if you say that, isn't Di Xin fighting against the entire hereditary system?"

Wu Xintian looked at Hu Zhengtao with waves in his eyes.

"Could it be that the evaluation of Di Xin is really a speculation by later generations and a slander by the Zhou Dynasty?"

"Xia Lao once said that the world is good and the teacher is the teacher, and there is no one who is evil, so there must be affiliation. The previous masters of historical research also believed that Jie and Zhou were similar, and there must be the affiliation of later generations, but Exactly what kind of person Di Xin is, judging from the current history books, it is actually difficult to see."

Wu Xintian nodded.

"Actually, Di Xin is not that kind of person in my heart. Perhaps, the Di Xin restored by Ji Yi will be the most widely accepted Di Xin." Wu Xintian looked at the live broadcast screen.

in the screen.

Di Xin looked at the official and said with a sullen face.

"Yi Yin was able to become my Shang's Yin in the first place, what was the reason?"

The current Shang Yin replied respectfully: "Naturally because of Yi's benevolence and talent."

"So, do you have Yi's talents?"

Shang Yin was silent for a while.

"No, but the position of Yin has been passed down since ancient times. If it is abolished at will, does that mean that the position of the monarch and his ministers can be decided at will?"

Dixin snorted.

"What do you mean, is my virtue unworthy?"

Di Xin's face became more and more gloomy. The officials looked at each other, bowed their heads in their seats, and bowed their hands in salute.

"King, don't be angry."

"Wang, Yin didn't mean to criticize your virtue, but Fei Zhong is really hard to convince the public. If you really want to use Fei Zhong, Wang, please give us a reason to convince us."

"Wang, Fei Zhong was born in Mochen, how can he sit with us, and some people say that his ancestors have the blood of slaves, how can such a person sit with us?"

"King, if you don't listen to my advice! I'll crash into the pillars of this hall!"

A minister stood up, as if he was about to rush to the pillar, and the officials beside him grabbed his lower garment, with a sad tone.

"Bigan, why do you have to persuade the king like this! The king will go his own way, and he will definitely not listen to my advice. Are you going to ignore your family?"

"Yes, Bigan, you don't need to persuade the king like this, the king must not insist on flattering Fei Zhong! How can someone like Fei Zhong sit in the same room with us?"

"King! Please persuade Bigan. If he really crashed to death in the hall, what face will we Shang have to meet those tribal princes?"

The officials were in a mess, some went to hold Bigan, and some stood in front of Di Xin, begging Di Xin to take a look at Bigan, so that Bigan would not hit the pillar.

Di Xin snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to sweep all the bamboo pieces on his desk to the ground. He stood up, and the saber at his waist jingled.

"Yin!"

The current Yin hurriedly stood in front of Di Xin.

"I am the co-lord. This is the meeting to discuss the affairs of hundreds of tribes. But look, look at these incompetent officials! Just because I want to dismiss you, such a thing happened, don't you Do you feel ashamed of your Yi Yin ancestors? Don’t you feel ashamed of Shang Tang?"

"It is your Yin's fault to be responsible for such a hectic political discussion in the court! I am the king of Shang! Yin De is not worthy of the throne, can't straighten himself, and can't be upright in the court. Today, I will resign from the Yin position, but I am thinking of your ancestors. Because of Yi Yin's merits, I will let you be my official official."

As Di Xin said, the courtiers originally wanted to refute, but some sharp-eyed people stopped those who wanted to speak.

Outside the palace, at some point, there were already some more guards.

The courtiers who had been in a mess stopped their movements, and Shang Yin stood at the front, his face flushed.

"King! Don't you think about the merits of my ancestors? Just because of this court meeting, I am dismissed from the throne? I don't accept it!"

Di Xin snorted, showing his arrogance.

Standing in front of Shang Yin, he felt very oppressive because of his tall stature and domineering demeanor.

"I am the king of Shang. It is because of your ancestors' meritorious service that I left you a position as a nobleman. Don't you want this position?"

Yin poked his neck, and the flush on his face slowly extended to his neck.

"I can not!"

Shang Yin almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

The official position has been hereditary since ancient times, and Yin's position was lost. If this Qingshi's position is rejected, their family may be removed from the list of official position successors.

Di Xin swung his sleeves and sat down, while Yin stood stiffly among the ministers, staring coldly at Di Xin's table.

"You want to help me clear the table?" Di Xin asked.

Yin gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence.

"Yes, seeing the king is angry, I am willing to share the worry for the king."

Di Xin stretched out his hand to brush away the person who came to pick up things, and said, "Then you pick it up for me."

All the courtiers were blushing, with anger in their eyes that they dared not speak.

Bigan, who was about to hit the pillar, sat back in embarrassment, but when he heard Di Xin's request, he stiffened his neck again, and said angrily, "King! Yin has abdicated, why should he be humiliated!"

Di Xin looked at Yin who took half a step stiffly.

"Haven't you heard Yin Fangcai's words? He is willing to share my worries. If you want to share my worries, don't bother to be with him."

Bigan did not let go of his hands, his face flushed like a fire, he snorted, stood up and walked to Yin's side.

"I would like to share my worries for the king." After saying that, he wrapped his lower clothes, lowered his head in front of Di Xin, and went to pick up those bamboo pieces.

Shang Yin gritted his teeth, seemed relieved, and lowered his head in front of Di Xin to pick up the bamboo pieces on the ground.