Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

"That's the wish of the sages of the Shang Dynasty!"

"In today's world, who dares to disobey the saint? Anyone who dares to do so will be eaten by wild dogs now."

"No accident, it should have turned into a pile of shit."

A dignitary sighed to his two relatives and friends in his mansion.

"Today's sages have pushed the power of the Shang Dynasty to an unprecedented level."

"How can I understand the saint, just do what the saint said."

The prince who was still sighing just now was in awe in the direction of the Saint's Mansion.

My heart is full of respect for the sage of the Shang Dynasty.

That was the man who changed the entire Shang Dynasty by himself.

That man is Uncle Ziqing, a sage of the Shang Dynasty.

Thinking of this, the rich man no longer hesitated.

He told the steward standing aside:

"Those slaves are now free men, and they still lack the land and tools for farming."

"Allow the land in the mansion to be sealed, so that these slaves can have fields and clothes."

"I can only do this for the saint's great cause."

The dignitary let out a sigh.

But the eyes are shining now.

"I should now be regarded as a person who has broken away from low-level interests as the sage said."

"It's really a gratifying thing."

The rich man's face was full of smiles again.

Perhaps this is the enrichment of the spiritual world.

Within half a month, this wave of emancipation of slaves.

It has spread throughout the Shang Dynasty, and only a few people responded from the beginning.

Up to now, it has become a rolling trend sweeping the entire Shang Dynasty.

Under the general trend, it is irreversible.

Prince Shang received eight years, October.

At this time, the crops in the field have been harvested, and the slaves are harvesting the wheat as masters for the first time.

These people have already burst into tears with excitement.

One of the farmers harvesting crops, he was also a slave.

Live a hungry and full life.

Even life may be deprived by slave owners at any time.

Now I have my own house, my own land, and I finally have a home.

Thinking of this, the farmer suddenly threw away the farm tools.

Kneeling down in the direction of Chaoge City, tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads.

"May the saint be blessed with gold, and the great merchant saint be blessed with gold!"

"Caomin Mazi, I wish the saint great blessings and great blessings."

The farmers next to him were also free farmers transformed from slaves, and they heard the words of this farmer.

At this moment, they couldn't help the boiling blood in their hearts.

Immediately, he also imitated the example.

Kneeling and shouting like farmers, their behavior infected the people around them.

The tens of thousands of people here were originally slaves.

At this moment, all the tens of thousands of people knelt down, kowtowed in the direction of Chaoge, with snot and tears hanging on their faces, and shouted loudly:

"The sage's blessings are equal to the sky."

"Min Ah San, Ah Si, stones, bark..."

"Congratulations to the saint, Wanfu Jinan."

All the people petitioned for a while, and there was only one voice in the whole world at this moment.

It was the saint who was congratulating Chaoge City.

Chapter 43 What?I'm going to farm the fields myself

The lives of these tens of thousands of mortals who were originally slaves were like grass.

I can't help myself at all, but because of a sentence that represents a saint.

Completely changed fate.

Such a scene was definitely not an exception in the Shang Dynasty.

Rather, it is happening in countless places at this very moment.

Hundreds of millions of slaves have all become free men, which is simply an incredible thing.

Such feats are currently being carried out across Dashang.

On the prehistoric land, the golden light of merit seemed to condense into substance, and began to gather in the direction of Chaoge City.

At the same time when hundreds of millions of slaves were praying for the Shang pilgrims, it was the day of the Great Court Meeting in Chaoge City.

Prince Shang sat on the throne.

His eyes slowly swept across the civil and military ministers in the nine halls, and he found that the expressions of the ministers actually had a trace of solemnity.

How is this going?

Could it be that I sneaked to Jiuchi Roulin nightclub a few days ago and was discovered by these old men again?

its not right!

My whereabouts are very secretive, this time I didn't even tell the guards around me.

I climbed over the wall and went out overnight.

I jumped off the palace wall without breaking my leg.

How could it be discovered by them.

Thinking of this, Prince Shang's complexion gradually darkened.

Could it be that a traitor like a guard appeared beside Gu?

Just when Prince Shang was being cranky, Shang Rong, the prime minister who was the head of civil and military officials.

At this moment, he suddenly stepped out of the queue, bowed to Prince Shang, and continued:

"Chen Shangrong, I have something to report to Your Majesty."

Prince Shang looked nervous, this old man just couldn't hold it back anymore?

As the king of the Shang Dynasty, I occasionally go to Jiuchi Roulin nightclub to relax, what's wrong?

Could it not even be possible.

Prince Shang pondered for a moment, then said with a serious face:

"The prime minister is welcome, but it's okay to say."

Shang Rong looked up at Prince Shang's face, and found that he was serious at the moment, as if quietly waiting for the storm to come.

He secretly murmured in his heart: Could it be that the king has also heard the news and is also prepared?

It seems that this matter will be implemented more smoothly.

Thinking of this, Shang Rong no longer hesitated, but said to Prince Shang:

"The minister is old, and recently he has seen the slaves at home doing heavy labor."

"I can't bear it, and I hate my previous behavior of using slaves."

"Now all the slaves in the mansion have been released to freedom."

"And gave them land and agricultural tools, so that they can cultivate freely, to atone for their previous sins."

"In view of my bad behavior before, I beg the king to punish me."

When Prime Minister Shang Rong said this, he felt uneasy.

I don't know if I can ask the saint's forgiveness for my remarks.

I am an old bone, but I really can't stand the torture of the Master.

Shang Rong thought of this, feeling sad from his heart.

Two lines of old tears rolled down his face, and he sobbed involuntarily.

A group of civil and military ministers followed suit.

Huang Feihu and Bigan dealt with it first, and told Prince Shang heartbrokenly.

Then tears dripped down.

The civil and military officials behind him also spoke in general.

It was all duplicity, and then knelt down.

Shouting:

"Our behavior is really bad, I beg the king to punish."

Prince Shang: "..."

At this moment, his heart was roaring wildly.

You wait a moment, let me take a good look at it.

You say that you need slaves in your house. Is this a great sin?

The laws of our Shang Dynasty originally allowed slaves to exist.

What kind of illegality is this?

Did your heads get kicked by donkeys?

The collective brain is still flooded.

Who can teach Gu, what do these people think?

Prince Shang stared blankly at the civil and military officials kneeling below.

There is only one thought in my heart at the moment.

What the hell is going on here?

Why am I the only one who doesn't know anything like a fool.

I am the king of the Shang Dynasty, and I would be ashamed if you did this.

At this moment, Prince Shang's face sank like water, he didn't say a word, and his heart was like a mess.

I really don't know what to say.

At this moment, the voice of the palace guard suddenly came into the nine halls:

"The saint is coming."

Prince Shang looked at the business outside the store as if he had a backbone.

Uncle Wang finally came, and there was nothing that Uncle Wang didn't know about.

As soon as Uncle Wang comes, this matter can be handed over to him.

Prince Shang immediately felt a burst of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.