Fengshen: This Human Emperor is a bit strong

"Can this still stump me? This..."

At the first glance of "Three Character Classics", Bigan was confused.

What is this?Is this written by a human?
Although the characters written on it were neat and tidy, Li even had to praise Bigan, who claimed to be a master of calligraphy, but Bigan had never seen this kind of writing.

"My lord, this is..."

Bigan looked at Di Xin with a sneer, but murmured in his heart for a long time.

"What? Uncle Wang can't translate it? Feihu, I remember who said that he even mastered the script of the ancient ancestors?"

Huang Feihu watched Bigan, who had worked with him for many years, get embarrassed, and kept holding back a smile on the surface, so the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Hearing what Di Xin asked him now, he finally couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud.

Then he realized that this was above the court.

Hastily stood up from the team, bowed to Di Xin and cupped his hands.

"Your Majesty, I don't know."

"Why did your majesty humiliate the old man so much? The old man has never heard of these words. Maybe they are written by the barbarians."

Bigan retorted.

As a literati, the most important point is how to sarcastically and secretly sarcasm without the other party noticing it.

But then, he suddenly opened the "Three Character Classic".

"My lord, this... what is this!"

"This is paper! It was made by Youchao, a sage of the human race. The characters on it were also made by the sage of Cangjie. These simplified characters can well replace my Dashang's writing, at least it won't be so convoluted when written gone."

Dixin said with a smile.

Finally... finally let the old man know how powerful the widow is.

Otherwise, it would be a trouble to deal with the widow all the time, although it would not do me any harm, and it would be better to solve it once.

If you, Bigan, actually like to honor the ancestors, then I will say that these things were invented by the ancestors.

"That...the thing on it."

Bigan swallowed his saliva and said nervously.

He observed it carefully just now, and the text on it had a faint golden light, which was only caused by the decree of a saint.

Could it be the king...

"The content is all thought up by the widow himself, from the octogenarian to the yellow-mouthed child. As long as he wants to learn, the widow will teach it himself."

"This…"

"Your Majesty Yingming!"

"Long live, long live, my king!"

"Great! Even the Right Prime Minister can't understand these words, they must be excellent words."

"That's right, you can see that the text on it has a faint golden light, it must have been conceived by a sage, the king is a sage!"

The officials discussed a lot, and looked at Di Xin with more respect.

"By the way, can you understand what is written on it?"

"I don't understand, anyway, King yyds!"

……

Although they couldn't understand those words, it didn't stop them from booing!

Di Xin looked at the ministers with black lines all over his head. He couldn't understand and said so vigorously, I thought you all understood.

But Bigan's face darkened, and his eyes kept patrolling the crowd, wanting to see who was speaking ill of him just now.

"No, I can't understand these words, so who should the king ask to teach?"

Bigan said suspiciously.

Hearing this, all the ministers fell silent.I want to see how Di Xin will answer, after all, this matter is quite important.

"After thinking about this matter, I finally think that the important task of learning should be left to Uncle Wang. After all, Uncle Wang is the person who understands characters best in my business. I believe that Uncle Wang will be able to decipher these characters soon."

"My lord, I..."

"Uncle Wang, don't be humble. If this matter is done well, I will be rewarded! Of course, if I don't do it well, I will punish Uncle Wang."

If you want to talk too much, ask me.

Di Xin thought darkly.

Originally, he didn't plan to take out the "Three Character Classic" and other teaching materials so early. After all, he has not solved the problem of learning these characters.

Since Bigan is anxious to know about the compilation of textbooks, why not leave these problems to Bigan to deal with.

"My lord, I..."

"What? Does the widow's words not work?"

Seeing that Bigan still wanted to refuse, Di Xin directly released Junwei.

As soon as Junwei came out, the huge pressure directly bent all the officials, and even some weak officials were crushed to the ground.

"Your Majesty, the old minister wants to ask, is there any translation of these textbooks? Just read it like this, I can't understand it!"

Bigan said a little aggrieved.

Hearing this, Di Xin felt a little embarrassed.

Aha, I actually wanted to ask these questions. I thought you, an old man, were not ready to accept this task.

"It's because the widow lacks consideration. How about this, a court meeting will be held in January, and the four major princes and other minor princes will be invited. Of course, if they don't come, they will be regarded as traitors of my great merchant."

"If there is nothing wrong with all the loves, you can retreat."

Di Xin said lightly.

"Retreat!"

The thin voice of the eunuch serving on the side resounded through the entire Wanshou Hall again.

All the officials knelt on the ground and cupped their hands and said.

"Long live my king!"

After finishing speaking, they all got up and left the Longevity Hall.

Days are like autumn leaves, which turn yellow before you know it.

Soon, half a month passed.

In the past half a month, Di Xin's cultivation also attracted another thunder calamity.

"Today, the widow will once again testify to the immortality! Whoever dares to stop the widow, today is the time for your burial!"

Di Xin raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and pointed at Lei Yun.

Lei Yun seemed to be offended by Di Xin's arrogant attitude, after all, no one had ever dared to challenge Lei Jie.

Surprisingly, soldiers emerged from the thunder calamity, all of them were dressed in black and had black hair, their faces could not be seen clearly.

The leading soldier stared blankly at Di Xin, and raised his spear to throw it down.But for some reason, the soldier did not throw the spear in his hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Di Xin was not in a hurry.

The thundercloud became bigger and bigger, and the people of Chaoge stood out from the houses, staring at Di Xin in the sky.

"My lord, are you a saint now?"

"Your Majesty is a saint, otherwise how would you dare to cross the catastrophe. Look at that thundercloud is so big, it won't hit us later, right?"

"I see, the king is not going to cross the catastrophe this time, he is going to kill the Heavenly Court, Yang Wei for my human race!"

The news became more and more outrageous, and finally it turned out that Di Xin felt that this world was not kind to the human race, and planned to rebuild a world.

If Di Xin himself knew about this, he would probably laugh out loud.This is a catastrophe, and a world can be created?

Without letting Di Xinduo wait, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, roars of anger, and a sudden gust of wind.

Di Xin looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, his robes fluttering, and his black hair flying.

Lei Jie seemed to be enraged, and let out a roar.

A thunderbolt as thick as a thumb descended from the sky, carrying the aura of destroying the world.