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

Bigan looked at Di Xin and bowed to the end.

"My lord, can it be said that Shang can't match the king's hatred for Zhou? The powerful Zhou tribe is also Shang's blessing. When you imprisoned Xibohou, Bigan persuaded you that you have always wanted to imprison Xibohou. This will change the relationship between Zhou and Shang. If you are really doing it for the good of Shang, you should join forces with Zhou instead of acting recklessly! King, every word of Bigan is sincere, for Shang , you must unite with Zhou, you are the co-owner."

Before Bigan could speak, Di Xin grabbed Bigan and looked at Bigan's old face with suppressed anger in his eyes.

"Bigan, you better shut your mouth, I've heard enough of these words, get out!"

Stared at by Di Xin who was on the verge of rage, Bigan was trembling all over, and when Di Xin let go, he fell to the ground.

"King! Why are you unwilling to listen to Bigan's advice?" Bigan burst into tears, his face full of sadness.

"If you listen to Bigan's advice, you won't offend the minister. In this situation, if the king doesn't unite with Zhou, isn't it ruining our business!"

Bigan looked at Di Xin, who blushed. He took two steps and drew the sword from his waist.

"Bigan!"

Di Xin raised his sword and approached Bigan slowly.

"You are right, but I will never bow to Zhou! I am the king of Shang! Not Xibo Hou Jichang! I am the king of Shang!"

Bigan looked up at Di Xin, he was old, his face was full of dimples, and even his eyes were not as bright as before.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, full of regret.

He was loyal to the royal family of Shang, but Di Xin was not willing to listen to advice, how many times he said it, but Di Xin ignored it.

Bigan looked at Di Xin and sighed.

"Bigan, I got it, Wang."

Di Xin swayed back two steps, as if he couldn't support his body.

Bigan stood up from the ground, tidied up all his clothes, and wiped away his tears.

Bigan saluted respectfully and took a step back.

"Wang, since you don't listen to Bigan, then Bigan will leave."

This was an extremely common sentence, but when Di Xin heard it, he suddenly raised his head.

"You are the same as them."

Di Xin gritted his teeth and said, Bigan raised his head and looked at Di Xin, with a hint of inexplicability in his gentle eyes.

"Are you here to persuade me to surrender? Tell me that the king of Shang is going to give him Xibo Hou Jichang!! Are you also a slave with the surname Ji?!! Bigan!"

Every word of his seemed to come out of the gap between his teeth, and every word was filled with great hatred.

Bigan looked at Di Xin with a decisive tone.

"Wang, Bigan is definitely not that kind of person, and Bigan didn't come to persuade the king to surrender, but if the king wants to find his own death, Bigan can only follow the king."

Di Xin glanced at Bigan, the anger on his body seemed to dissipate, but his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Looking for a dead end? So, you think I'm looking for a dead end?"

Di Xin seemed to be asking himself, with a very light tone.

"This dead end, didn't you people give me peace?"

Di Xin asked softly, suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and swept it towards Bigan.

Bigan's eyes widened, and before he could react, his head fell to the ground.

Bigan didn't react, Ji Dong didn't react, even the audience in front of the TV didn't react.

"Fuck, Bigan is dead? Why, because he came here to persuade you?"

"Di Xin was originally a violent temper, not to mention drinking now. According to his analysis, he probably already knew that many people in the Shang Dynasty had defected to Zhou. He probably thought that Bigan and those ministers were the same kind of people. .”

"I was taken aback. I didn't expect Di Xin to behead Bigan directly. Companion to a king is like a tiger. Di Xin does have the potential to be the last emperor."

"It can be seen from the very beginning that Di Xin is such a complicated person. On the one hand, he regards life as nothing, but on the other hand, he seems to cherish life very much. If we must say, he seems to be in the middle of slave civilization and feudal civilization. At the junction, on the one hand, it is extremely cruel, and on the other hand, it is very kind."

In the foreign live broadcast room, although they can't react well, but for such an emperor, foreign people feel a little attractive.

"It's so cruel, but it really didn't seem like a problem in that era. After all, in that era, even eating human flesh was a normal thing."

"Such a minister died like this? Because he was drunk? His suspicion is like Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms, hahaha."

"This picture is really too real and too cruel. Such an emperor is very real, but it always makes me feel too real."

"Yes, I like the emperor like this! Life and death, domineering!"

in the screen.

Di Xin was also a little stunned, and Bigan's body fell to the ground with a slap, splashing some dust.

Seeing this scene, the maid who came over to deliver the wine screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Di Xin cast a cold glance at the maid, and casually threw the blood-stained sword on the ground.

Then he turned around and sat in the original position, his hand was splashed with some Bigan's blood, but Di Xin didn't care, and continued to pour wine with this hand.

Ji Dong looked at Di Xin in front of him, and thought of the dead horse again.

He sighed inwardly.

"Sir." Di Xin raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yi. He drank the Juezhong wine, and the exposed wine slowly slid down together with the blood on his hands.

Ji Dong looked at Di Xin.

"King, drunk."

Di Xin chuckled. He lowered his head and looked up at Ji Dong again.

"Sir, you won't be the same as them?" Di Xin pointed at Bi Gan's headless corpse not far away.

"They failed me." Di Xin leaned back, and he looked up at the main hall with a little bit of desolation.

"They took refuge in Zhou and Xibo Hou Jichang. I know, they thought I didn't know, but I know everything."

"They betrayed me!!" Di Xin suddenly lowered his head, stared at Ji Dong for a long time, and then laughed out loud.

"I'm the king of Shang! I just want to lead Shang to a higher place, but why do they blame me? Because I deprived them of their official positions? Those people who are dead and vegetarian are in official positions, but they are just dragging down my business. Xibo Hou Jichang is good, he reuses their family members, reuses his relatives, hehe, it is a good method."

"It's the sixth sacrifice." Di Xin said something as if he was feeling emotional.

"Mr. Liusi, the year of Liusi you mentioned is the last time for our business." Di Xin looked at Lin Yi with tears in his eyes.

"You are right, I am just the King of Shang, how can I defy this established destiny."

Di Xin drank the last sip of wine, stood up from the wine table staggeringly, and Lin Yi also got up and stood up.

Di Xin picked up the blood-stained sword from Bigan's body.

"Dongyi is about to start a war with Shang. I don't know if I can see you again, sir. If you can, see you next time, sir."