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

The moment this voice sounded, it seemed that all the ministers of civil and military affairs and Prince Shang in the Nine Halls had been beaten to death.

These people were shocked instantly.

His eyes were all staring at the gate of Jiujian Temple.

The figure of Xu Ziqing walked in slowly, and stopped when he reached the throne of Prince Shang.

He nodded slightly to Prince Shang, and then glanced at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs under the throne.

Shang Rong, Bigan, and Wu Cheng Wang Huang Feihu lowered their heads instantly.

Weizi Qiwei Ziyan and the civil and military officials behind them were all frightened.

Ju is shocked.

What is the saint doing again?

Haven't you and others committed any crime recently?

Since the saint asked to free the slaves last time, we haven't done anything to offend the saint!

The hearts of all the civil and military ministers sank, thinking in fear.

Just when a crowd of people were waiting to think wildly.

Xu Ziqing's voice sounded:

"For the convenience of the imperial court to educate the people, this sage declares that the time of the day will be twelve hours from now on."

"In this way, it is convenient for the people of the Shang Dynasty to live and work, so that the people can have a more accurate concept of time."

"These twelve hours are Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai."

"Use these hours to divide the time of the day, so that the people will have the concept of time."

All the civil and military ministers sighed in relief when they heard this.

The saint doesn't just want to make trouble for us, as for what the saint wants to do.

We must agree with both hands and feet.

Soon, the division of twelve hours a day was enforced by the court.

spread among the people.

Chapter 57 The Twelve Hours of the Saints and the Chamber Events

In Xiqi City, tens of thousands of miles away from Chaoge City.

A message is being circulated everywhere right now:

"The sages of the Shang Dynasty divided a day into 12 hours. From then on, we no longer need to look up at the sun to determine the time."

Soon, the people of Xiqi City discovered that the time was divided into different hours.

In this way, you can make yourself more aware of the concept of time, which can further improve the efficiency of labor.

The act of dividing the time by the sages of the Shang Dynasty immediately gained a high reputation among the people of Xiqi.

For a while, the streets and alleys of Xiqi City were discussing this matter.

The streets are full of discussions.

At this moment, at a booth in Xiqi City, several guests were discussing this matter.

"Since I know that a day is divided into 12 hours, I finally know how long I sleep at night, and I have more energy to eat breakfast after waking up in the morning."

A potbellied businessman touched his stomach and said.

While talking, he patted his stomach to show off to the people around him.

After all, in the present era, obesity is a symbol of health and wealth.

"Yes, yes, when I went to work in the fields, I finally knew when it was time to eat."

"It's not like before, just bury your head and work hard until the sun goes down before going home to cook."

A lean, honest-looking farmer also echoed the fat businessman's words.

For a while, the streets and alleys in Xiqi City were full of voices discussing this matter.

The people chattered about the convenience brought to them by turning a day into twelve hours.

However, within the Hou Mansion in Xiqi City, there is no such excitement as the people outside.

At the moment a violent quarrel is breaking out here.

In Xibohou's conference hall.

The senior doctor, San Yisheng, was blushing because of his anxiety, and his neck was thick, and he was talking anxiously to the servants of Marquis Xibo beside him.

"Xibohou is now trapped in Chaoge City. I heard that he is dying and dying."

"This must have been framed by some traitor."

At this moment, San Yisheng's face was filled with righteous indignation, and he retaliated with great indignation at what happened to Xibo Hou Jichang.

After all, Xibohou, as the monarch of his own country, was so insulted in Chaoge City.

My senior doctor, San Yisheng, as an upright courtier, how could I endure such a shameful humiliation.

As the saying goes, the lord humiliated his ministers to death, shouldn't the lord be insulted and the ministers speak up for justice?

As for the other civil and military ministers of the Xibohou Mansion, they bowed their heads in silence at the moment.

He looked up from time to time to see the expression on the face of Xibohou Zhengfei Taiji who was sitting on the throne at the moment.

I saw that Taiji's face was changing rapidly at the moment.

Sometimes it is black, sometimes it is pale, and after a while it turns red again.

Her face was cloudy and uncertain, and it could be seen that her mood was extremely unstable at the moment.

The real situation is roughly the same as Taiji's face.

At this moment, Taiji's heart was simmering with anger.

According to the news sent back by the eldest son Bo Yi Kao: Among them, it is unclear why Xibo Hou Jichang was seriously ill.

Just scribbled a sentence:

"Father was already unconscious when he was carried back from Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub by Nanbo Hou Chongheihu."

When Tai Ji saw this, she suddenly became angry for no reason.

"Aren't you ashamed of this old man?"

"Usually he looks sick, and it's an old bone to shirk himself."

"I still say that I am proficient in innate hexagrams all day long, that I can understand Yin and Yang, avoid disasters and fortunes, and understand benefits and harms."

"Why did I become like this when it was my turn?"

"I have heard about the Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub recently."

"It's a place exclusively for men's consumption, and it's full of delicate beauties."

"It's not enough for this old thing to have 24 concubines, so he dares to play in the wine pool and meat forest?

"Now play yourself sick."

Tai Ji understood that now is not the time to care about these things, so she suppressed her anger and presided over the situation in the meeting hall.

I was thinking about the current situation in my heart.

The eldest son Bo Yi Kao is currently serving his father in Chaoge City, and his smartest son Ji Fa.

He is only ten years old at the moment.

When the eldest son Boyi passed the exam, he was also told to be filial to his elders, respect his brothers and brothers, and take good care of the family property of the Xibohou Mansion.

But this Ji Fa is a child after all, a few days ago he got into a fight with his younger brother Ji Dan over a pear.

Ji Dan, who will be called Zhou Gongdan in the future, is only five years old at the moment.

How could he be the opponent of his brother who is five years older than him?

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen from being beaten by Ji Fa, and he cried loudly.

After Tai Ji found out, she quickly pulled Ji Fa aside and reprimanded him.

But unexpectedly at this moment Ji Dan quietly walked behind Ji Fa, picked up a wooden stick and hit Ji Fa heavily on the head.

Ji Fa fell down in response, and lost consciousness as soon as he closed his eyes.

I have been in a coma for three days now, and I still have no intention of waking up.

Thinking of this, Tai Ji's mouth was full of bitterness.

Looking at San Yisheng who was arguing below, his face flushed red, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

So he pointed to San Yisheng and asked:

"The doctor is making such a loud noise, he must have already made up his mind."

"I wonder if you have any insight that can solve our current predicament."

San Yisheng was originally speaking impassionedly, and he talked endlessly.

There is a look that he is about to solve the problem immediately.

But at this moment, Taiji suddenly asked him such a question, and he froze in place, not knowing what to say.

What is the solution?

What can I do to solve this?

Xibo Hou Jichang has always made up his mind about Xiqi's affairs, and I, the senior doctor, have always been on the sidelines to give some suggestions.

I'm good at giving suggestions, but if you let me make up my mind, I really can't!

This thing is beyond my ability.

San Yisheng's face was flushed at this moment, and his face was even more ruddy than before, even the roots of his ears were faintly red.

"This... this... this."

San Yisheng faltered, unable to explain why.

The whole person froze in place, babbling one word at a time.

At last he uttered a coherent sentence.

"The minister, San Yisheng, is willing to go to Chaoge City to deliver supplements to Xibohou, so that maybe Xibohou can wake up as soon as possible and come to preside over my Xibohou's mansion."

Tai Ji looked at San Yisheng in front of her and was speechless for a while.

"That's what you came up with?"

God send supplements?

Is it to let that old man mend his body and continue to play in Jiuchi Roulin Nightclub?

Tai Ji looked San Yisheng up and down, her eyes were like knives.

I can't wait to chop San Yisheng into several pieces on the spot.

Chapter 58 Picking Up Children on Sanyisheng Road

San Yisheng sensed Taiji's unfriendly gaze, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to meet the eyes of the concubine Xibohou.

In Xiqi City now, apart from Xibo Hou Jichang's mother Tai Jiang, this Tai Ji is the biggest real power figure.

If I can't say a word well, I might die immediately.

Thinking of this, San Yisheng, the senior doctor, immediately lowered his head and remained silent, not daring to say a word again.

The rest of the ministers of civil and military affairs are also talented people recruited by Xibo Hou Jichang.

These people are definitely good at empathizing with the people.

But coming up with ideas is not good.

The hearts of these civil and military ministers are filled with question marks at this moment.