The third year of King Zhou, the tenth day of October. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net

The three-day dynasty meeting was held as scheduled. Before it was lighted, Baiguan’s chariots drove out of countless Shifang Hutongs, chariots, Ma Xiaoxiao, and all the rivers flowed to the palace.

At three quarters of the hour, hundreds of officials gathered in the Great Court, no one talked, and no one made noise. Everyone watched their noses and noses and their hearts, silently waiting for King Zhou to arrive.

At this time, in a side hall not far from the Great Court, Fei Zhong holding an ebony tray in both hands, slowly came to Su Jin and King Zhou, and said respectfully: "King Qi, the national teacher, the garment workshop is rushing The official robes of the national teacher made by China are here."

King Zhou wore a crown on his head, a golden and white imperial robe with his hands on his back, and smiled at Su Jin: "This national teacher robe was designed by the widow himself for the national teacher. Can the national teacher look at it?"

Su Jin picked up the robe in the ebony tray, and saw that the robe was made of moon white. The chest was embroidered with countless stars with gold and silver threads, and surrounded by a yin and yang fish pattern. Among the stars, only the lack The sun and the moon.

Seeing this beautifully crafted official gown, Su Jin suddenly flashed a thought in her mind. She raised her eyes to look at the gown on King Zhou. There was no trace of a dragon on it, but the sun, the moon, and the stars came into view. And Shanhe Sheji.

"The weak dragon race in this world is not qualified to be the faith of the human race at all, so the human race will not claim to be the heirs of the dragon, and the king will not wear a dragon robe..." Su Jin silently muttered: "If I will take the dragon in the future As one with Yin and Shanglian, and won the war of conferring gods, the imperial robe on the kings of later generations may become dragon robe."

"Does the national teacher don't like this style?" Seeing him, there was no response, just staring at himself, the smile on King Zhou's face gradually froze.

Su Jin shook the official gown in his hand, and the official gown was put on him in an instant: "Lord Lao has bothered, I like it very much. Look. Wool, Chinese website."

King Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and said, "It's fine if the national teacher likes it...it's getting late, please go to the court with me."

Su Jin silently nodded, quietly followed behind him, walked out of the side hall together, and quickly came to the front of the Great Court.

"The King is here." Shang Xi followed the King Zhou eagerly, shouting loudly at this moment.

"Meet the great king!" All the ministers suddenly turned to face the middle aisle, civil and military facing each other, except for a few important ministers, all knelt to the ground.

King Zhou walked through the middle aisle, and Su Jin was about to follow, but was suddenly stopped by Shang Xi.

"what happened?"

"Master, when the officials worship, only the king can take the imperial path in the middle." Shang Xi said softly.

Looking at the hundreds of civil and military officials who knelt on the ground, Su Jin nodded and stood at the gate waiting for King Zhou's call.

"All the Qings are flat." At the moment, King Zhou had already arrived in front of the throne and turned to look at the Baiguan.

"Thank you, King." All the officials thanked in unison, and immediately stood up from the ground.

"Before listening to the performances of the ministers and workers, the widow will introduce someone to you." The officials stood up, but King Zhou rarely sat down and said in a deep voice, "Master Shen, please come forward."

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Su Jin stepped on the imperial road, step by step to the front of Baiguan, the closest position to King Zhou.

"The one in front of you is the great master of the demon town, Shen Gongbao, and Shen Guoshi." King Zhou pointed at Su Jin and said: "The position of the national master, the superior master, is independent of the court. The right to establish a government and build teeth is directly controlled by the widow."

"Majesty, you want to establish a national teacher, we can't refuse. But raising the status of the national teacher to the rank of Taishi, isn't this a bit too much?" The first officer said.

"Yes, the great king, the Taishi is the veteran of the three dynasties. He has turned the mansion in the house countless times and saved me Yin Shangshe Ji. Even if Shen Dao possesses great magical powers, he cannot be compared with the Taishi." Mei Bojin Follow the road.

King Zhou frowned, and said coldly: "The widow is just a national teacher than the master, and he did not deny the merit of the master. What's more, the widow did not let the national teacher dominate the governing line, so where is it? Is it necessary to let the widow give the national teacher? The right to restrain hundreds of officials, and let you go through difficult struggles and cancel this right, can you accept a state teacher with superb status?"

Bigan: "..."

Mayber: "..."

"Majesty, you must not forget the king's golden whip in the hands of Taishi!" After a long time of silence, Bigan said sincerely and honestly: "To hit the king's golden whip, the king will be beaten up, and the emperor will be beaten down. If one day the Taishi will return After knowing this, I am afraid that I will find the king for a law the first time!"

Hearing him mention Wen Zhong, King Zhou almost instinctively flashed a trace of terror on his face, and shouted in a low voice: "The prime minister is using the Taishi to press me?"

Bigan shook his head: "The minister didn't mean to suppress the king, but just discuss the matter. It is the limit of the ministers to tolerate Shen Daochang becoming Shen Guoshi. If he is given such great authority, all the civil and military officials present will be unable to agree. "

"Why do you have to agree to what a widow should do? Am I a king or are you a king?" King Zhou said with a gloomy expression: "This matter is so set and there is no way to change it."

"If the king insists on this, please dismiss the position of prime minister." Bigan bowed.

"Uncle Wang, you are pushing the widow!" King Zhou whispered.

"Majesty, the Prime Minister is definitely not forcing you, but because the court runs its own laws. If the king is allowed to appoint at will, disrupting the original normal order, it is very likely that the court will not be the court and the country will not be the country. , Endangering the whole community." May Bo said seriously.

King Zhou was full of anger and aggrieved heart. This court, these so-called loyal ministers, so-called ministers of life, are like chains, tightly locking his longing for freedom, making him want to have a torch. They all burned to death, and then selected officials from the bottom to rebuild the court!

"Shen Guoshi, do you have any objections to what the Prime Minister and Lord Mei said?" When he found that he could not solve the knot, King Zhou had to pass the question to Su Jin.

After all, the two of them are allies, for the benefit of "Shen Gongbao", there is no reason to let him, the emperor, charge and be beaten by the Manchu civil and military groups? !

"I have a question, but this question has nothing to do with the Prime Minister and the Lord Mei. What I want to ask is, from whom did Master Wen rescue Yin Shangshe Ji?" Su Jin raised her eyes.

Although he did not know the meaning of this question, King Zhou still cooperated with the authentic saying: "From the hands of the princes and kings, ten rebellions, at least nine times were due to the princes and kings. As for the remaining time, it was also with the princes and kings. Support and fueling the flames are indispensable!"