Outside the merchant towns, there are well-fields scattered horizontally and vertically, and occasionally common people and slaves can be seen cultivating the fields.
"Gu Chen got mixed up with the Western Zhou Dynasty and couldn't let go, which is a trouble... If you want to break the Western Zhou clan's spirit, you must go against the will of heaven!"
Fang Yuan returned to Dashang with a group of people, naturally preparing to test the patience of God's will.
If the Shang Dynasty of the Western Zhou Dynasty was irreversible, there would be nothing to say, just pat your butt and leave.
If there is still room for maneuver, we will naturally try our best to trap Gu Chen to death!
After all, if you kill a snake, you will be eaten by it! After all, this was a former saint. If he were to ascend to the position of saint again, it would be very troublesome.
"The general trend is irreversible, but small details can be changed... Taitian Emperor God is the aggregation of the will of all living beings. The high-altitude Heavenly Dao should not personally end up destroying the mortal army or anything like that, but the propriety should be tested carefully!"
Fang Yuan thought for a while and ordered Heizhong and Gai Nie to sneak into the city and inquire about the situation. He himself found a secluded place and began to restore his cultivation with all his strength and prepare for the battle!
Not long after, the news that the country was dispersed due to the full mobilization of the countrymen was discovered by Ge Nie and passed to him.
"Dongyi took the Nine Fierce as their leader to launch an attack, and 80,000 barbarian troops invaded? King Shang wants to conquer it himself?"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, he climbed up and looked far away.
I saw that above the city, the shadow of the black bird had shortened a bit, and it looked even more dilapidated.
"Obviously, even if Dashang can win this time, it will be a miserable victory!"
Once the Shang Dynasty suffered a lot of losses in the south, the Western Zhou Dynasty would take the opportunity to attack Huanglong. They would be able to defeat the Shang Dynasty in one go and then destroy their army.
"This is the general trend! Destiny! Although it looks a bit rough and naive, it is like a conspiracy and is extremely difficult to change!"
"If the war between Dashang and Dongyi is the general trend, then who is the commander, and how many casualties are there? Is it considered a small detail?"
Fang Yuan looked thoughtfully in the direction of the palace.
This expedition to Dongyi may be one of his experimental subjects, allowing him to grasp the destiny of this world more accurately, and thus dance in shackles to obtain the possibility of changing his destiny.
"And, there seems to be another person in the merchant city who is very worthy of attention!"
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at the same time.
Inside the Juxian Pavilion, among the magnificent houses.
Gong Ziwu looked at the message sent from the Western Zhou Dynasty, with a look of joy on his face: "The Quanrong and Xiyi were defeated. Our national strength in the Western Zhou Dynasty has been improved to a higher level, which is worthy of celebration... Moreover, my father has received the destiny and is gifted with five colors. The stone is a sword and armor, and there are mythical beasts accompanying it?"
"Yes, young master, the phoenix sings in Qishan, God's will is in the Zhou Dynasty, and the king has the king's destiny, which is beyond words!"
Zou Zi also looked a little dazed.
It seemed that if there were no other important matters at hand, he would be eager to return to the Western Zhou Dynasty.
"At this time, I have received my destiny, but the Great Shang Dynasty is in chaos..."
Gong Ziwu turned around a few times, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Unfortunately... I can't leave at this time!"
The Shang Dynasty was the common ruler of the world. One of the means to restrict the princes was to make the princes attend the annual pilgrimage, declare themselves ministers and pay tribute, and even live in the Shang city for a period of time. In fact, it was to draw blood and add protons as a fetter.
The Marquis of Western Zhou only sent one heir this time, which was already a violation of the rules. If Gong Ziwu ran away again, his treason would be clearly revealed.
Even if Dongyi was in chaos again, King Xin of Shang might mobilize all his troops to attack the Western Zhou Dynasty first.
"Zou Zi, please go back and report to your father. I will stay here to gain the trust of King Shang! I will also inquire about the situation of the Shang Dynasty for my father!"
Gong Ziwu gritted his teeth, with a look of determination on his face.
"Okay! If you have a son like this, you will be very happy!"
Zou Zi stroked his beard and said, "When the Shang army leaves the city and fights Dongyi, you can go on your own!"
He was the one who instigated Gong Ziwu to escape while the merchants were lax on their guard!
"When the young master arrives in the Western Zhou Dynasty, with this great achievement, his position as the heir apparent will be as secure as Mount Tai!"
"Sir, the villain Mo Ge wants to see you!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside.
Gong Ziwu frowned slightly, and Zou Zi disappeared into the corner.
"Enter!"
Gong Ziwu immediately gave instructions and ordered Mo Ge to come in.
"Young master, I bribed the palace servants with a lot of money. I know that this time King Shang intends to drive the king himself, but the prince tried hard to persuade him, but he is still hesitant!"
Mo Ge came in a hurry, and indeed he had extremely important information.
"Mobilize our manpower, regardless of gold and silver, we must order Di Xin to go out!"
Gong Ziwu made his decision without hesitation: "Besides, it's best for Prince Pan to go with him!"
Among Di Xin's sons, Pan was the only one who had grown up and was full of tricks, so he was the person Gong Ziwu feared the most.
And even if Emperor Xin personally conquered the country and left a prince to supervise the country, it would be very detrimental to the Western Zhou Dynasty.
The best case scenario is that the two of them go on an expedition together, or even die on the battlefield!
As the future lord of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Gong Ziwu was young and mature at this time, and he was not lacking in shrewdness and scheming.
At this time, he is like a young dragon. He only needs to go through wind, rain and thunder before he can soar up to the nine heavens and ascend to the status of a true dragon!
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Walking in King Shang's palace, the servants and servants around him seemed to be blind, ignoring Fang Yuan.
"As the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, there must be monsters! Once the great merchants decline, the luck will be somewhat unstoppable, and the laws and regulations in the palace will no longer exist. At least they can't stop me!"
A layer of Meng Yuan Power enveloped his whole body, and Fang Yuan swaggered around the palace: "Of course... Even in the heyday of the Shang Dynasty, I'm afraid its clan spirit will not resist..."
After walking for a while, we came to the ancestral temple of the Shang Dynasty.
According to the system, there are nine temples for the king, seven temples for the princes, and five temples for other ministers and officials, which represents the strict etiquette and the inferiority of superiors and subordinates.
As the co-owner of the world, the Shang Dynasty was the only country that enjoyed the treatment of nine temples.
At this time, while walking in the ancestral temple, Fang Yuan suddenly felt the slightest trace of decay and sadness as if the sun was setting on the west.
Of course, this is because he has preconceived ideas and has a sharp eye, so he can see everything so clearly.
If it were other hopers, they would only see strict laws and the singing of black birds. The world of Great Shang seems to be as unbreakable as before.
"Actually... it's not bad to have a kingdom for five hundred years. I have a secret. I'm afraid most of the unified dynasties in the future will not last as long as it..."
Fang Yuan sighed quietly, thinking of Fang Shan, the tribe, and more.
He held out his hand.
"Chirp!"
A trace of mysterious black energy emerged, wrapped around his palm, and transformed into the shape of a black bird, with a hint of intimacy.
A lot of information and fragments washed away like a torrent. Suddenly, Fang Yuan understood everything: "So that's it!"
He established a tribe and offered sacrifices to heaven and earth. Although it was insignificant, it coincided with the general trend. The two masters of heaven and earth were the later Emperor Taitian and Nuwa. This was a great merit, and he received great luck and became angry with the clan!
The clan spirit of the Shang Dynasty was naturally the black black bird, and it took the form of the black bird of destiny, which led the merchants on the road to prosperity in the form of "the black bird of destiny descended and gave birth to Shang".
In the final analysis, this mysterious bird's energy still comes from him, and in terms of influence and control, it even surpasses all previous Shang kings!
"The destiny of the Great Shang Dynasty is 70% God's will, 20% is paid, and the remaining 10% is with me?"
If Fang Yuan had some realization, he was a little bit dumbfounded.
"Who, an expert, dares to break into the ancestral temple without permission?"
At this time, a figure slowly walked out from the temple, looking at Fang Yuan's position with surprise and uncertainty.
He has thin hair and deep wrinkles. He is wearing a black robe, his chest is exposed, and his ribs can be counted. There are many skeletal beads and feathers hanging all over his body, and his face is painted with purple lines, hiding his true appearance.
"Are you... the witch Zhu here?"
Fang Yuan appeared and looked at the black bird in his hand.
Obviously, if it hadn't been for the return of this clan spirit, this person would never have been able to discover his hiding method.
However, he could be keenly aware of the changes in clan aura. This person was probably the high priest of the Shang Dynasty, and he was also the location of the purple aura he had observed.
"ah!"
However, when the high priest saw the black bird in Fang Yuan's hand, he was so frightened that he knelt down and said, "Which of the former kings came to visit the king?"
At this time, the black bird is just like the dragon spirit, completely exclusive to King Shang, a mark of identity.
Not to mention, what Fang Yuan was holding was the true origin, so pure and rich that the witch thought that the soul of a certain late king had come to this world.
Of course, he is the founder of the Shang clan, so it is okay to call him the late king.
"The late king was so powerful that he was able to break through restrictions and come to the world... The great merchant can be saved!"
The old wizard burst into tears.
As a high priest, he could certainly sense the danger of the Shang Dynasty, and intuitively regarded Fang Yuan as a certain late king who had returned to the world and was ready to turn the tide.
But he was a little strange. After all, Fang Yuan's appearance did not match that of the Shang king recorded in the documents.
But it doesn't matter, the Xuanniao clan is so angry that even the Shang King Di Xin has to admit it and kneel down obediently and call his ancestors.
"I… "
Just as Fang Yuan was about to speak, his spiritual sense sensed great danger.
"Because you can influence the great merchants by controlling the clan spirit, what are the restrictions?"
He pondered for a moment and said quickly: "The king won't conquer it himself!"
Attacking Dongyi is a destiny of destiny and irresistible! But who will be the leader remains to be discussed.
At this time, regardless of whether Emperor Xin was a wise man or a fool, as long as he sat in the position of King of Shang, his fate was already sealed, and going to the south would not change anything.
On the contrary, those princes may still have a glimmer of hope!
Fang Yuan keenly found the critical point from the foreseen danger and made the greatest change he could.
"only!"
The high priest bowed solemnly and said: "The ancestors have a message... If the king does not go to the expedition in person, the shaman will definitely convey it to the king!"
"It's done!"
Fang Yuan disappeared and retreated quickly.
Mastering the family spirit, every word and action is like dancing next to a high-voltage wire, which is quite stressful even for him.
But having these is enough.
At this time, the only ones who can suppress the king's power are the divine power and the ancestors! Presumably the high priest would properly dissuade King Shang.