To live in the floods [ floods ]

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Outside the Palace of the King of Shang, a carriage stopped slowly, and You Hun jumped down with his head bowed. He helped out a veiled woman with a slim figure, and whispered to the attendant waiting on the side.

The attendant nodded and bowed, and walked into the palace. It happened to be the court meeting held once every three days. The attendant stood by the hall and looked around, and finally waited for Fei Zhong.

"I see, you go and tell Lord Youhun, let him bring that noble person to the hall directly."

When civil and military officials entered the court, Emperor Xin sat in the high hall and said majesticly: "Do you have any important matters to report?"

Where no one was looking, Di Xin quietly raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, relying on his high sitting position.

Governing the country is too difficult, last night he revised the memorial and changed it to the third watch.

A royal minister with a gray beard came out and said in a loud voice: "Thanks to the king's hard work, the current court songs are harmonious in internal and external affairs. In the west, King Wucheng is leading the soldiers to build river embankments. In the east, Lord Sun is also leading people to teach the people how to plow in the spring... There is only one This matter is the most important and imminent event now."

"Your Majesty is already twenty-five years old, why don't you have a family yet? The three palaces and six courtyards are empty, which is a hindrance to the country. Please also fill the harem to comfort the spirit of the late king!" The veteran took a step back, touched the ground with his knees, and kowtowed.

Di Xin's head started to hurt again, and he couldn't figure out why his father, his grandfather, and his ancestors were chased by a group of old officials and scolded because they were obsessed with women. But the old minister's urging marriage.

"The world is uncertain, and the people are suffering, so how can they enjoy themselves? The tyranny has not been destroyed, and the four directions are uneven, how can they be at home?" Di Xin said himself no less than ten times, and he brought out the words that could block the minister every time.

But this time the veterans seemed to be determined. More than a dozen veterans, all of Di Xin’s family and clan, came out and kowtowed: "Please accept the concubine, the old minister will not have the face to meet the king until he is dead." .”

Di Xin was expressionless.

It's numb, let's do whoever likes this virtuous gentleman, one or two dare to threaten him with his life, why not blacken and become a tyrant, and pull out these old-fashioned guys and cut them off.

Fei Zhong glanced up, rolled his eyes, and flattered him, "Your Majesty, happy event!"

"Today Weichen and You Hun happened to bring Yizhou Hou Suhu's daughter into the palace to present her to His Majesty, and now this peerless beauty is waiting outside the palace to be summoned by the King."

As soon as Di Xin heard the word "beauty", his head hurt, but a group of old officials below were still kneeling there, quite determined to bump his head to death if he didn't see him.

"Then let's pass it in." Di Xin subconsciously sat up straight, posing like a good baby meeting the head teacher.

A gust of fragrant wind followed the slender beauty into the palace, and Daji winked at the man sitting on the high seat like silk, and bowed profusely: "My lord~my servant~Su Daji~greetings to your majesty~"

With twists and turns in his tone, the bones of most of the courtiers in the hall were shattered, and they couldn't help but look sideways at Daji.

Di Xin breathed a sigh of relief, his straight back relaxed a little.

He thought it was the "gentle and elegant beauty" that these ministers valued most, but he didn't expect that this time it turned out to be a different style, a blessing in misfortune.

"Well, it's good to see this girl alone, so let her be sent to the harem to be made a concubine Su." Di Xin took a hasty look, and quickly issued an order before he could see her face clearly.

After all, there was someone who was not like Jingwei Yunxiao, so if he could make do with it, he would make do with it first, lest these old ministers bother him again.

Shang Rong, who was about to open his mouth, paused, looking at the back of Di Xin leaving in a hurry, and at Su Daji's slim figure, his brows were tightly furrowed.

The daughter of Yizhou Hou Suhu... is she engaged to someone's son?

It's night, the candlelight is dim.

Di Xin sighed and looked at the pile of uncorrected bamboo tubes beside his hand, and then thought about the one waiting for him in the palace, who is that one?Regardless, she was a woman who was not like Jingwei Yunxiao anyway.

Sighing, he walked into the inner hall full of tragedy, ready to contribute his innocence to stop the minister's mouth.

As soon as he entered, he saw that Daji, who was supposed to be sitting by the bed waiting for him, was sitting at the table with his legs crossed, pressing the roast chicken with one hand, and stuffing the chicken legs into his mouth with the other hand, eating deliciously.

Seeing Di Xin coming in, Daji paused, then looked down stiffly at the oil in her hand.

"Your Majesty~" Daji quietly cast a spell to wipe her hands clean, and flung herself on Di Xin softly, "Your memorial correction~ Is it over~ My concubine~ My favorite is the hardworking king~"

Di Xin took a step back and shouted: "Speak well, don't touch your hands!"

"As for the memorial...to accept the concubine today, you can take a day off and approve it tomorrow." Di Xin muttered.

He was actually a little lucky that Concubine Na was able to rest for a day, and finally he could stop working overtime one day.As soon as he raised his head, Di Xin bumped into a pair of eyes full of disapproval.

Daji raised her eyebrows, and subconsciously used the tone of educating the youngsters in Xuanyuan Grave Academy: "Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, procrastination is a monster... the stumbling block of life, if you procrastinate over and over again, when will the memorial be finished? !"

Di Xin took a step back and looked at Daji in horror——

It's over!Who did he bring into the palace!

"Hurry up and review the memorial!" Daji shouted coquettishly, showing the momentum brought to her by thousands of years of being a principal.

Di Xin shivered and nodded quickly: "Yes, I'll go right away."

Sitting tremblingly behind the desk, he picked up his pen and looked at the bamboo tubes on the table. Di Xin suddenly felt sad. Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks and hit the bamboo tubes, blurring the ink stains.Di Xin hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe the bamboo tube again, for fear of soiling the memorial, the more he wiped, the more sad he felt.

This king, what he did was really useless. Sure enough, the more beautiful a person is, the more terrifying he is...

"Where is it not?"

Suddenly a soft voice came from the top of his head. When Di Xin raised his head, he saw Daji in red, and quickly lowered his head again, cautiously: "It's okay, I'll approve the memorial right now."

Daji looked at Di Xin, who was wary of her, and seemed to see the youngsters in Xuanyuanfen Academy again. Unfortunately, she had to help the community, so she could no longer teach and raise demons, and she didn't know how those youngsters were doing now.

Thinking of this, Daji's heart softened. She sighed and sat beside Di Xin. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of Di Xin's eyes. , how about the concubine helping the king to make corrections together?"

At the age of 25, she is still a suckling cub in the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, not to mention that she is still a man, and it is normal to be weak. She is a female fox demon, so she needs to be more tolerant.

Hearing this sentence, Di Xin was stunned for a moment. He looked at Daji dully, raised his hand in disbelief, and pinched himself hard.Hiss~ I'm not dreaming!

But Daji remembered that this is not the fox clan but the human race, she is now Su Daji and not the nine-tailed fox Daji, and sighed in disappointment: "I almost forgot, women in the human race can't change their chapters..."

"Who said that!" Di Xin raised his voice sharply, his eyes were sincere and he took Daji's hand, "Are you really willing to help me change the memorial? It's very difficult to decide on major national affairs. Can you really do it?"

Ah, how dare you doubt her No. 1 achievement in this year's outstanding graduates of Hongqishan School, Daji raised her eyebrows, and was aroused to win.

Pick up the bamboo tube, look at ten lines at a glance, lift the brush, swipe and write, and put down the bamboo tube, all in one go.

Daji threw the bamboo tube in her hand to Di Xin, and Di Xin hurriedly opened it to read it carefully, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he wrote vigorously while reading.This is a memorial to report taxes. In order to prevent people from tampering with corruption, Di Xin has always recalculated it by himself against various statistical data. It involves multiplication and division of five digits, which is very difficult to calculate.

After about a stick of incense, Di Xin's hands trembled slightly when he saw that the number he had calculated was exactly the same as that written by Daji at once.

He looked at Daji with a pair of deep eyes full of affection, and said affectionately: "A concubine——what Gu needs is precisely a concubine like you who can help Gu to revise memorials—"

What Jingwei and Sanxiao, these are false beauties, they will only squeeze him to study and work.

Only a woman like Daji who doesn't oppress him but also helps him write is the real beauty!

That night, the candles in the main hall of King Shang were lit all night.

The ministers of the clan who were hiding on the roof tower of the palace and peeping secretly burst into tears, standing in groups of three or four on the roof tower where they could see the surroundings of the palace clearly, Lao Huai was relieved.

His Majesty is finally promising, maybe by this time next year, these old guys will be able to see the white and tender little prince!

The system of the Shang Dynasty was a small court every three days, and a big court once every fifteen days. Yesterday just passed the small court, and today there is no need to go to the court. Originally, the second day of the Emperor Xin should have been spent in the middle of the memorial. However, with Daji's assistance last night, the memorial that would have taken two days to correct was completed in half a night.

So Di Xin was refreshed, and happily took Daji to the backyard of the palace.

Behind the palace is a large open space. It was originally reserved for future generations to build a new palace when Grandpa Di Xin expanded the palace, but now it has been reclaimed into a field of hundreds of acres.

Di Xin happily took Daji to the field ridge, took a chair for Daji graciously, changed into coarse linen clothes, rolled up his trousers, pushed away the pulling cattle, and plowed in the field with one hand. .

"Your Majesty, why do you want to cultivate the land yourself? When I was at home, I never saw my father and other nobles cultivate the land." Daji leaned over curiously, rolled up her trousers and jumped down from the ridge.

Di Xin was pulling the frame with one hand, and under the frame was a plow made of bronze, plowing the field under his feet into neat straight lines.

"Gu's previous teacher asked Gu to do this. Later, when the teacher left, Gu also thought about having fun and letting the people support Gu. Later, he thought about it and forgot." Di Xin turned his head, "They still can't eat enough, and Gu's appetite has increased. Big, you have to eat half a sheep and a bucket of rice for a meal, if you rely solely on them for support, then many people will starve to death."

Jingwei also took his young Zishou out of the palace to play before. At that time, he was still making a fuss about eating honey. He was eating happily with a jar of sweet honey when he suddenly saw a man about his age on the side of the road. The child fell over while walking.

Jingwei said that the child died of starvation. It was the first time he saw someone die in front of him, and it was also the first time he knew that not all children could afford sweet honey.

"Anyway, Gu Tian is born with supernatural power, and now there are no enemies to fight alone. It would be a waste to use all of his strength. I simply reclaimed a hundred acres of land by myself. The seeds left by my teacher are enough for me to eat on weekdays." Xin scratched his head.

Daji was sure that what she found was the "human king" that Aunt Nvjiao said.

"Let me help you." The corner of Daji's lips curled into a smile, and he found another bullock cart beside the field, and the attendants on the side hurriedly stopped Daji.

"Your Majesty, no, this cart is heavy, and only the king's divine power can understand it. We still have to drive the oxen to pull it." The attendant carefully looked at Di Xin's face.

I feel a little wronged, what's wrong with the nobles now, all of them love to work by themselves, first the king disliked them for being in the way and drove them all aside, now it's this fairy-like lady who also wants to do farm work.

The attendant couldn't figure it out, he entered the palace so that he could have enough food without working, why these nobles are still working hard one by one.

Di Xin also hurriedly stopped Daji: "My concubine, your hands are priceless. If you are scratched by a bullock cart, you will be in so much pain."

This is the hand that helped him with his homework, and he was worth five with one hand. Di Xin would rather plow the land by himself than let Daji, the only one who can help him with his cultural homework, get injured.

Daji laughed, kicked the cattle away, pulled up the ox cart with one hand like Di Xin, walked down the field step by step, and coughed softly when Di Xin and his attendants were stunned: "I happen to be born with supernatural power."

The ox that was kicked away by Daji sensed Daji's aura of a big monster, dared not speak out, and slipped away with its tail between its legs. The other ox that was pushed away by Di Xin gave it a contemptuous look.

"Moo~" Just get used to it, every time that man comes over he grabs my car.

Di Xin looked down at himself, who was nine feet tall, tall and burly, with a hulking waist. It was normal for him to be born with supernatural powers. I rubbed my eyes, in disbelief.

Whose charming concubine is born with supernatural powers!

It turned out to be my home, so that's no problem.Di Xin saw that the pale fingers could not hold the handlebars, but Daji, who had the strength to pull the cart with one hand, couldn't hold back his tears.

Daji's thin body suddenly grew taller in Di Xin's eyes. How could he meet a beauty who Wen Neng could write memorials for him and Wu Neng could help him pull the ox cart.

"My beloved concubine! My beloved concubine! My destined beloved concubine!" Di Xin wept generously, adoringly looking at the back of Daji pulling the cart with one hand, and confessed loudly.

"Being lonely and loving a concubine is like a fish in water and a bird entering the forest. Once a lonely and loving concubine meet, you will win the countless worlds!"

The ministers who slipped over to eavesdrop on the corner: "..."

"Uncle Wang, do you think the king can still find a second concubine?" After a long silence, a younger minister asked in despair.

The old minister known as Uncle Wang said dryly: "I never thought that the king would like this kind of woman. I have never heard of such a woman who is born with supernatural power."

He looked at the older man beside him for help: "Old Sun, you are familiar with the classics and well-informed, do you know where there are women with such natural powers?"

Elder Sun on one side is confident: "I really know someone."

"Oh?" A line of sight flicked across.

"Honey, it's written in our history books that he is born with supernatural powers and can calm the world." Sun Lao was quite proud of pulling the classics.

Everyone sighed in unison.

... After a long time, a person said quietly: "I think we should be thankful, at least there is already one in the Queen's Palace, so there is not a lot of one."

"But how can a majestic king have such an empty harem that there is only one person?"

"Then go and help the king find a beauty who is born with supernatural power."

"...It's good to be alone, really."

On Kunlun Mountain, the gate of Yuxu Palace suddenly opened, and Jiang Ziya, who was squatting fishing, was pulled by the back of his neck by an unknown force and carried to Yuxu Palace.

More than 20 years is just a blink of an eye for the immortal, but the lively boy in the past has grown into a calm middle-aged man.

Yuan Shi hurriedly swept Jiang Ziya away, and quickly looked away after finding out that Jiang Ziya's meager mana was no different from 20 years ago.

But he still crushed the armrest of the seat under his hand.

"Jiang Ziya—" Yuan Shi's voice was cold, and he sat on the head with an indifferent expression.

Jiang Ziya touched his nose and knelt down obediently: "Disciple Jiang Ziya has met Master."

Click!

Yuan Shi didn't change his face and restored the armrest that he had pinched off: "In the future, you don't need to call yourself a disciple in front of the deity, just call me directly."

In case he hears the word "disciple", he will remember that he has accepted such a useless apprentice, and make trouble!

"You have been studying Daoism in Kunlun Mountains for more than 20 years, and you have wasted [-] years of time. It is impossible for you to achieve immortality, but you are destined to have a good fortune in the world. Now the world is changing dynasties. You can go down the mountain to help Xiqi, and you can replace Xiqi. Heaven cuts down the merchants, seals the marquis and pays homage to the prime minister." Yuan Shi recited his lines expressionlessly, and he was relieved that he could send this useless person who should be robbed down the mountain.

You won't have to face idiots in the future!

Jiang Ziya burst into tears when he heard it: "Although the aptitude of this disciple is blunt, he really wants to practice Taoism wholeheartedly. I also hope that the master will not drive the disciple down the mountain."

It was clear that Grandpa Goldfinger praised him for his good aptitude, but Jiang Ziya's fairy dream of killing a demon in ten steps has not yet been extinguished in his heart.

Yuan Shi waved his hand: "No, explaining the teachings and teachings is to follow the heavens and respond to others. You are destined to have nothing to do with the immortal way, so hurry up and go down the mountain."

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Jiang Ziya to reply, and kicked Jiang Ziya out.

Yuanshi retracted his legs gracefully, the white robe fluttered down to cover his right leg, still neat without a single wrinkle, his whole body was like an elegant and cold jade statue, as if he wasn't the one who kicked the idiot disciple out just now. Same.

"From today's perspective, Tongtian is not the one who can annoy me the most." Yuan Shi murmured in a low voice. In contrast, he actually found the benefits of his younger brother who would only annoy him on weekdays.

Although Tongtiangou couldn't spit out ivory, but at least his aptitude was good, and his cultivation had never fallen.

Jiang Ziya was kicked out of a city by Yuan Shi. He stood up with his waist supported, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

His parents had passed away five years ago, and he had no brothers or sisters at home. Where would he belong?

"Goldfinger, where do you think I should go?" Jiang Ziya murmured, rubbing the jade pendant that had been with him since he grew up.

Di Jun leaned out half of his body angrily, and slapped Jiang Ziya on the forehead: "Why do you have to be so pretentious, you have hands and feet, and you can't go anywhere in the world. Didn't your master ask you to assist Lord Xi Qiming?" , then you go."

Jiang Ziya cheered up, and he patted the ashes on his body: "You're right, I can't go anywhere, I'm going to Xiqi right away."

After walking a few steps forward, Jiang Ziya suddenly stopped and listened attentively.

"Help! Help!"

The tips of Jiang Ziya's ears moved slightly, but he heard a hoarse cry for help vaguely.These years he stayed in Kunlun Mountain and practiced the most orthodox Sanqing Jue. Although he failed to become an immortal because of his aptitude, he was still able to hear and see well, and he was somewhat miraculous.

"Someone is calling for help." Jiang Ziya hurriedly ran towards the direction of the sound, and the cry for help gradually became clear. It turned out that it came from a deep pit.

Jiang Ziya looked into the deep pit and found that a man was holding his leg and calling for help. There was still a bronze animal trap on his leg, dripping blood.

Seeing Jiang Ziya, the man in the pit immediately shouted: "Please save my life, brother, I accidentally fell into this trap for trapping animals and got my legs caught by this trap, there is really no way to climb up!" gone."

Jiang Ziya quickly stretched out his hand to make a tactic, and saw that the soil in the pit was getting higher and higher, but the trap was flattened directly after a while, and only then did the true face of the person in the pit be revealed.

Although this man was covered with dust and mud, his peach blossom eyes were very affectionate. His nose bridge was straight, his clothes were delicate, and he was wearing a jade crown inlaid with gold. Seeing Jiang Ziya cast a spell, his peach blossom eyes widened a little.

"It turned out to be the elder, thank you for saving my life." The man turned pale and smiled wryly, "Please don't blame me for being rude, I really can't stand up."

Jiang Ziya blushed, and rubbed his head embarrassingly: "I just know a little bit of magic, I can't be regarded as a fairy... I don't know spells to heal injuries, but I can carry you back."

When it came to the end, Jiang Ziya himself was a little embarrassed. After all, he had practiced Taoism for so many years and he didn't even learn the skill of flying clouds and driving fog.

The man looked at Jiang Ziya with a full face of admiration: "The elder fairy saved my life in danger. I am yearning for being so heroic. I am really grateful that he is willing to carry me back. My family lives in Chaoge City. Up front, I will trouble you."

"This is Chaoge?" Jiang Ziya was taken aback. Didn't Master ask him to assist Lord Xi Qiming? Why did he still leave Chaoge City?

This must be the test of Master.

Jiang Ziya thought so, picked up the man on his back, and walked briskly towards Chaoge City, chatting while walking.

"Brother, my surname is Jiang and my name is Shang, but people are used to calling me Jiang Ziya, so you can just call me Jiang Ziya." Jiang Ziya is very familiar.

"By the way, brother, what should I call you?"

The handsome man lying on Jiang Ziya's back had a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his eyes were cold.

"My name is Shen Gongbao."

"We need more benefactors to rescue us this time. If there is no fairy head, I'm afraid I will feed the beast." Shen Gongbao's tone trembled, as if he was terribly frightened, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Jiang Ziya laughed loudly, intoxicated by the "benefactor" and "hero", with a heroic spirit, and couldn't help feeling a good impression of Shen Gongbao who spoke very pleasantly.

"Brother Shen, why bother to have one benefactor at a time? To be honest, the moment I saw you, I felt that we were destined. Why don't you just call me Ziya, and I'll call you Gongbao!"

Jiang Ziya said happily.

Shen Gongbao relied on Jiang Ziya not to see the face lying on his shoulder: "Ziya."

"Hey, Brother Gongbao!" Jiang Ziya laughed loudly.

I will endure!Shen Gongbao resisted the feeling of vomiting in his heart, and secretly scolded Jiang Ziya for being too familiar, while showing a kind and shy smile.