Daozu is my ex-boyfriend [Fengshen + Honghuang]

Anyone can see that Shang Rong is dying.Ordinarily, at this time, on the one hand, it was out of humanitarian concern, and on the other hand, it was to avoid suspicion. No one would take the initiative to ask Shang Rong to stay alone for a while.

But Feng Ning stood up.

Feng Ning's identity is still a bit embarrassing.She is Shang Rong's alliance is good, but the time of the two's alliance was not before the Taoist palace change, after the first-class palace change, the two people's common goal was achieved, King Zhou was overthrown, Yin Jiao ascended the throne, the position of the two alliances will cease to exist.

Not only that, but as the people who jointly pushed Yin Jiao to the throne, the two will inevitably share the fruits of victory at the first moment of the dynasty change.At the same time, the confrontation between them naturally existed.

In other words, if one of the people present could stab Shang Rong to death, it must be Feng Ning.

However, now that Shang Rong is dying, all natural positions no longer exist.The final beneficiary of this palace change is not so much Yin Jiao, but Feng Ning.Normally speaking, as long as she waits for Shang Rong to die and takes over Shang Rong's position, no one knows why Feng Ning wants the Hang Seng branch, so let them avoid at this point in time and talk to Shang Rong alone.

Except for Yin Jiao, most people were unwilling.

Therefore, even though Feng Ning asked them to avoid it for a while, they didn't directly refuse, but their attitude was obvious when they remained motionless.

Feng Ning also knew that her status was embarrassing, and when she was thinking about conspiring with Yin Jiao and forcing the next imperial decree, she didn't expect that Shang Rong, who was lying on the bed with more air than air, spoke up.

"Please go out, everyone, I want to talk to Master Grand Master about something."

The Grand Master here, of course, refers to Feng Ning.

The prime minister himself has already spoken, so what else do they disagree with.

So, seeing Prime Minister Shang Rong's resolute expression, Wen Zhong, who was originally standing in Shang Rong's ward as the leader and refused to leave, walked out first.

The officials saw that there was someone who took the lead, but after a while, there was only Feng Ning left in Shang Rong's place.

No, there is another Hongjun, but Hongjun is hidden, no one can see it.

Seeing that everyone had finished walking, Shang Rong encouraged him to raise his head - but he couldn't hold his head up for too long, he was already too tired.Shang Rong encouraged him to look up at Feng Ning, and soon his head hit the pillow: "I don't know what the grand master wants to discuss with the old man?"

Feng Ning originally wanted to support the opponent's head to prevent him from hurting, but unexpectedly, he helped a lonely person.She withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and knew that she didn't have much time to waste. If Shang Rong died when she was alone with her, she might not be able to explain clearly.

Therefore, Feng Ning decided to cut to the chase: "Does the Prime Minister want to live?"

Business capacity: ...

Nonsense, can live, who wants to die?

Probably Shang Rong's expression was too indescribable.Soon, Feng Ning felt that what she said was a bit useless, so she quickly added: "I have a way to keep the prime minister alive."

"However, the condition for surviving is probably to become a god and work for the Heavenly Court from then on, constantly handling paperwork and official duties. I wonder if the prime minister is willing?"

Business capacity: ...

Shang Rong was even more speechless, isn't that what he usually does in Chaoge?What's more, becoming a god is what many mortal emperors yearn for. He can live forever and be at ease. He can only be happy. How can he be willing or not?

Well, Feng Ning saw Shang Rong's expression and realized: "That's fine, after the prime minister dies, I will naturally put a corner of the prime minister's soul on this list of gods, and when the dust settles, the prime minister will be on the list Famous fairy."

Even though he didn't quite believe that Feng Ning really had such a thing as the "Fengshen Bang", Shang Rong couldn't help but have a little hope.

It seemed that this hope injected vitality into Shang Rong, so after the conversation, Shang Rong's face turned rosy, as if today was just a dangerous illness, and he would survive it tomorrow.

When Feng Ning returned to her mansion, she still asked the system by chance.

The system quickly denied it: "Do you think destiny is really so easy to change? Even if you give him encouragement, he is not far from death. You'd better wait tonight, and prepare to receive Shang Rong's soul as soon as the third shift arrives." Bar."

Feng Ning: ...

Although Feng Ning usually complains about the system, when it comes to serious work, the system is still trustworthy.So, this night, Feng Ning really waited until the middle of the night, and at the third watch, a soul floated leisurely in the direction of the Grand Master's Mansion.

"You wrote his name, the other operations are not difficult." Hongjun taught Feng Ning the operation steps: "Then open the list of gods and point at him—"

Shang Rong's soul was originally outside the window, but with the opening of the list of gods, he went straight into the scroll like a wisp of smoke...

The soul disappeared in front of her eyes, Feng Ning opened the Fengshen Bang to take a look again, and found that the black characters she had written before had turned into golden glitter, and with a slight movement, it was radiant.

"That's it?" Feng Ning asked.

"That's it."

"I see that in the original book there is also a Conferred God Platform, and there are some officials who specialize in guarding the Conferred Gods List."

Hongjun didn't speak, but Feng Ning stopped.

Because, from Hongjun's eyes, she saw a few words: Is that pretending to force you to believe it?

Of course, it is impossible for Hongjun to speak so elegantly.

The death of Prime Minister Shang Rong and the ascension of Yin Jiao directly led to a major change of officials in Chaoge.

In fact, it wasn't just a major change in the court, but even the situation in all the territories of Shangtang.

On the second day after Yin Jiao took the throne, he went to Yuli in person to welcome back his mother, Queen Jiang, and his grandfather, Jiang Huanchu.

And under Feng Ning's suggestion, Queen Jiang was granted the title of Empress Dowager, while his grandfather was granted the title of Duke——Duke Tai'an.

Then he gave Dong Bohou's seat to his uncle.

He gave them the best status and enjoyment, but never mentioned the matter of letting Jiang Huanchu and his uncle Jiang Wenhuan return to Donghai.

"You've learned well." Feng Ning praised Yin Jiao.

"That's what the teacher taught well." Yin Jiao clapped his hands.Afterwards, a court lady brought them mellow wine.

Feng Ning raised his wine glass and took a sip: "What I teach is just a book. Your Majesty's practice is good, that's your Majesty's ability."

As time passed, Yin Jiao was no longer the proud little prince when he heard that Feng Ning came to teach him.It's not a time of desperation. I begged to go to the Grand Master's Mansion in person, but I can't let go of my poor figure.Today's Yin Jiao, although he has not reached the crown, already has the responsibility that a monarch should have, resolute and deep-minded.

As for these qualities, Feng Ning did not know how much she had taught her.

She put her hands on her forehead, and looked at him from the perspective of a teacher for the last time: "It's still that the king learned well, but I don't know, does the king still remember what he should do in the future?"

Yin Jiao looked at her sharply, the sharpness in his eyes was undisguised.

Feng Ning worked hard to educate Yin Jiao well.Especially in the lesson of the art of the emperor.The textbooks prepared by Feng Ning alone almost integrated the big and small struggles for power and profit of the feudal dynasty, and the emperor's mind.

What to do next, as Yin Jiao, who studied this course, and Feng Ning, who made this course, couldn't be more clear.

The cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks, the birds are exhausted, and the good bow is hidden. *

Yin Jiao didn't answer Feng Ning's question, but instead asked back: "The teacher has also achieved his goal. I don't know what the teacher should do next in the method of being a minister that the teacher knows?"

He pretended not to be nervous at all, but the tight jawline had already betrayed him.Perhaps he knew it was too obvious, so he tried to relax his cheeks.

But such an effort to relax made his lips tremble slightly, revealing his thoughts more clearly.

This is a growing emperor, but still a little immature.

Feng Ning saw him pick up the wine glass like a cover-up, and drank it down in one gulp.So he poured wine into the wine glass again: "Look, it was originally a subject's question to ask the king, but the king asked it back."

"I just became the prime minister, and my ministers are still flattered, so I can't remember it for a while."

Feng Ning raised the jug high, and the liquor formed a thin water line, slowly falling from the spout into the glass.But before the wine reached half of the wine bottle, the mouth of the bottle was covered.

It was Yin Jiao's hand.He raised the wine bottle, and drank it in another gulp: "Students can't learn the emperor's skills taught by the teacher."

"The emperor's technique says to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, but the student's father, the student can't do it. In class, the minister's merit is very high, but the student can't do the thing of killing the donkey."

Feng Ning:? ? ?Who do you call a donkey?

Of course, her distraction was only for a moment.

Because, the next moment, Yin Jiao asked, "What about the teacher? Can the teacher do such a thing?"

This is why they are here, they have such a saying, they don't trust each other.

Feng Ning sighed, and raised the wine glass in front of the case: "Of course I can't do such a thing."

Feng Ning has benefited too much from this palace change.

As the saying goes, shoot the bird that stands out.After the change of the court, for some reason, Feng Ning only stuffed a few people in the court and gave up, but Yin Jiao stuffed a lot of his confidantes.

Everyone thought that the next thing everyone would face was the struggle between the forces of the prime minister and the power of the great king Yin Jiao, but they didn't expect that Yin Jiao not only did nothing to Feng Ning, but also gave Feng Ning a lot of money by default. s right.

The most powerful thing is that Feng Ning took advantage of the court to exchange blood.The entire official system of Shang Tang was changed to the system of three provinces and six ministries. Recently, Shen Gongbao, who Yin Jiao relied on quite a lot, was assigned by Feng Ning to the post of Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

It is the head of the official department.

Of course, this reform has offended a group of people, but the power of this group of people is not what it used to be, so Feng Ning doesn't care.

And I have to say that the system of three provinces and six ministries has greatly improved the efficiency of the entire court.

But at the same time, the establishment of the system of three provinces and six ministries directly weakened the power of the prime minister and strengthened Yin Jiao's control over the court, which was why he asked Feng Ning to directly implement this system in the court.

But Feng Ning didn't seem to care, not only didn't rush to put his own people in Liubu's elder brother's place, but also took the initiative not to care about the content of the court.

He even repeatedly asked Yin Jiao for leave of absence from court.

Either she gets tired of being with her "male pet" all day long, or she stays with the former Da Siong and the current Hubu Shangshu in the field next to Chaoge for several days.

Occasionally, several servants from the Ministry of Industry were involved.

It was hard for Yin Jiao to ignore her, so of course she was going to show her talents.

The author has something to say:

Ten thousand more! ! ! !

I'm going to bed.

Oh, little angels!