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

Di Xin's words caused huge ripples.

Ji Dong's expression was calm, but the rest of the audience were not.

They watched Di Xin debate with the courtiers, thinking that he was a king who had great ambitions but could not achieve them. When they were changing their minds, they saw him strangle a horse with his own hands, and saw him show his love to Ji Dong for the third time. With his killing intent.

King Zhou of Shang was tyrannical and innocent, at least he had the word tyrannical.

"Tsk tsk tsk, my old thief has been threatened for the third time, right? There is really no king who has shown killing intent to the old thief three times. Very good, this man has attracted my attention."

"Although I know that Ji Dong is not in any danger, I am still a little nervous. It seems that he does have flaws. For example, in this regard, after the Chamber of Commerce died, there may be nothing to question."

"I don't listen to advice, I don't know how to use my ministers, I have a desire to control, and there is still a tyranny in my bones. This may be a personal failure of King Shang Zhou."

"This character is too controversial. On the one hand, he has great ambitions, but on the other hand, he has such a tyrannical temperament."

In the picture, after Di Xin finished speaking, it seemed as if nothing happened. He took a step back and looked around.

"Sir, the field hunting is over this time, why don't you follow me back?"

Lin Yi followed behind Di Xin, the horse's body was still lying on the ground, Di Xin glanced at it.

"Mr. is right, living things have lives."

He looked at the stable boy standing beside him.

"Bury this horse for a good life."

The stablekeeper nodded hastily and asked someone to come over and carry the horse away.

Lin Yi looked at Di Xin with a complicated expression, but Di Xin approached Lin Yi in a hospitable manner.

"Sir took me to see the afterlife, so I will also take Mr. Shang to see how the Shang is? Although my Shang is not as good as the later generations, the merchants are kind. If they know that the later generations will come, they will definitely welcome you."

Lin Yi looked at Di Xin and nodded.

"Since the king invited me, I naturally cannot refuse."

Di Xin took Ji Dong out, and asked for two ordinary clothes. The two changed into them, and then walked into the city side by side.

"Sir, just now, he rejected my request to stay in the business."

Lin Yi smiled lightly.

"The king keeps me in Shang, so I can't agree, but I can't refuse to see the people in Shang."

Di Xin chuckled, and then walked into the city with Ji Dong.

The capital of the king of Shang was in Yin, and the Yin Ruins were by the Huan River, and the two of them walked all the way from the river to the royal city at this time.

The population of Shang is not very large, and the royal city is not large. All the residences are scattered, just like the distribution in the tribe. The only difference is that the tents in the tribe are replaced by some civil buildings.

Di Xin pointed to a small village and said, "This is Xiaomin Village, next to it is a place where some common people trade. Come and let me show you. When I was not king of Shang, I liked to go here the most. "

As Di Xin said, he walked forward quickly. He exuded a very happy atmosphere, and his eyes were also very happy.

Ji Dong followed Di Xin into the place.

It is said to be a place of trade, but in fact it has not yet formed a neighborhood for future generations, but some people will exchange and buy unnecessary things here.

The place is very simple, the eyes are full of yellow land, the people's clothes are also very simple, and the clothes on their bodies are very rough. People like the two of them who wear unpatched clothes are considered very poor in the eyes of these people. rich.

Ji Dong looked at the people inside. Some of them had special patterns on their bodies. After reading some information, Ji Dong knew that all of these people were slaves of Shang.

The slaves in the Shang Dynasty were mainly divided into military slaves, production slaves, and slaves used for sacrifice.

These slaves who appeared in this place were called "chews" and specialized in some productive work.

Those people looked a little different from other people. They were hunched over, carrying a lot of thatch on their backs, and their eyes were very numb and broken, which made Ji Dong feel very unbearable when looking at them.

But Di Xin didn't feel any discomfort.

He glanced at the slaves, then pointed to some food nearby.

"Sir, have you ever eaten anything I sell? Come, come." Di Xin took out a shell coin from his pocket, threw it into the pocket of the seller, took two rough cakes, and handed over one. For Ji Dong.

"Come, sir, have a taste?"

Ji Dong nodded and took the piece of cake, but his eyes were on the slaves.

As a person of this era, Di Xin didn't care about these slaves, but he couldn't.

Di Xin moved his eyes from Ji Dong to those slaves, he smiled and walked forward.

"Sir is very kind."

Ji Dong walked beside Di Xin.

"King, why do you say that?"

"Do you know who among my ministers is the most benevolent?"

Lin Yi shook his head.

"Bigan, although Bigan is kind, he won't look at them when he passes by them."

As Di Xin was walking forward, a young slave accidentally knocked over Di Xin's leg while holding thatch. The slave who was carrying thatch stopped suddenly, then fell to his knees neatly, lying on the ground and whispering beg for mercy.

Their posture is very low. In Shang Dynasty, kneeling down with five bodies on the ground only appeared during special sacrifices. No one is willing to lower their heads casually, but these slaves directly lowered their heads to a commoner. , even kneeling on the ground.

Lin Yi couldn't bear it, he stretched out his hand, but Di Xin was one step faster than him, he reached out and patted the child's head, without saying anything, the child raised his head, Di Xin stretched out his hand and broke a piece of cake, and handed it to the child , then got up and left.

Ji Dong and God Xin.

"I never thought that the king would have such a side."

Di Xin looked at the road ahead and didn't care about the deep meaning in Lin Yi's words.

"Although Chu is not a merchant of mine, he still has a life anyway, and besides, he is similar to a merchant."

Lin Yi looked at Di Xin, feeling complicated.

Di Xin seemed to have seen Lin Yi's thoughts, and he said with a smile: "Sir, if you want to say something, you can say it anyway, anyway, I can't kill Mr., and Mr. won't stay in Shang. Naturally, I don't have any worries. You and I can tell the truth."

The reason why he wanted to kill Ji Dong many times was that Ji Dong understood him too well.

This understanding of him made him feel threatened.

However, after seeing that the killing intent was of no use to Ji Dong, he also took a break.

For a being like this, he should have been in awe.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Since Wang said so, I will speak bluntly."

"The king killed that horse, I feel tyrannical."

"The king doesn't kill that child, I think it's benevolent."

"I have never seen a tyrannical and benevolent king like a king."

Di Xin looked at Ji Dong and laughed.

"Hahaha"

"Sir, there is no perfect person in this world, and neither am I."

"Perhaps, the me who killed the horse that my husband saw is the real me."