The Investiture of the Gods Begins! Di Xin: Don't Panic, Everything Is Under Control!
Chaoge.
Nine Chamber Hall.
Inside the main hall, civil and military officials stood on both sides, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere, yet also carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.
Di Xin, seated high on his throne, looked down at his ministers with a calm expression, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Just then, an elderly minister with white hair and beard, and piercing eyes on his forehead, stepped out from the ranks of military officers, his steps steady and deliberate.
It was none other than Wen Zhong, the Great Shang Dynasty.
"Report to the King."
Wen Zhong's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the hall.
"Urgent report has arrived from the Northern Sea."
"Yuan Futong alliance with the other seventy-one warlords, openly launched a rebellion!"
These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing an uproar throughout the Nine Chamber Hall.
"What?!"
"Yuan Futong! How dare you!"
The civil service, Bi Gan by Prime Shang Rong Yong and Prime Minister Bikan, all wore angry expressions.
Shang Rong stepped forward first and bowed deeply to Di Xin.
"Your the King! Yuan Futong is a vassal lord of the Northern Sea, appointed by our Great Shang Dynasty."
"Having eaten the king's food and enjoyed the offerings of the people, not only do they not know gratitude, but they dare to commit such a rebellious act!"
"This matter must not be tolerated! We must immediately send troops to suppress it!"
"If we do not quell this strife as soon as possible, I fear that other feudal lords will follow suit, and what will become of the prestige of our Great Shang Dynasty?"
Ya Bi Gan followed suit, filled with righteous indignation.
"The Prime Minister is absolutely right! Our Great Shang Dynasty's power Four Seas, and people from all directions come to pay tribute!"
"The nation is now at peace and prosperous, the King —this is an unprecedented golden age!"
"These people, Yuan Futong, instead of pacifying their people in their fiefdoms, have raised troops to rebel and wreak havoc on the land. They deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
"Your the King, please immediately dispatch troops to capture all these treacherous officials and bring them back to Chaoge, to be executed in accordance with the law, and their heads displayed to the public! As a warning to others!"
"I second that proposal!"
"Your the King to quell the rebellion!"
In an instant, the crowd was filled with righteous indignation, and shouts of killing echoed throughout the entire Nine Chamber Hall.
The military officers were all eager to fight, wishing they could rush to the Northern Sea immediately and wipe out the seventy-two rebel groups as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
Di Xin looked calmly at the indignant ministers below, seemingly unsurprised by the sudden rebellion.
The prelude to the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation officially began with this rebellion in the Northern Sea.
Yuan Futong?
He's nothing but a clown.
With only seventy-two vassal lords, a mere rabble, where did they get the audacity to rebel against the Great Shang Dynasty?
He wouldn't believe it if there wasn't a Saint behind it.
The purpose is quite simple.
Their goal was clear: to remove Wen Zhong, the pillar of the Great Shang Dynasty, from Chaoge City.
Once Wen Zhong leaves, they can unleash their schemes within Chaoge City to target the Human Emperor and undermine the foundation of the Great Shang Dynasty.
According to the original trajectory, Wen Zhong spent a full fifteen years to quell the rebellion in the Northern Sea.
Fifteen years is enough time for the entire King of Shang to undergo earth-shattering changes.
This is enough to bring those lurking demons and monsters into the limelight.
but...
Di Xin was not worried at all; on the contrary, he was somewhat looking forward to it.
This is also the result he wanted.
He had also been planning for this day for a long time.
Saint wants to play chess, then let's see who the true chess player is!
Di Xin withdrew his thoughts, his gaze falling on Wen Zhong, and slowly spoke, his majestic voice instantly silencing all the noise in the hall.
Grand Tutor.
"Your subject is here," Wen Zhong replied, bowing.
Di Xin's voice suddenly turned cold, filled with an unquestionable determination.
"I've given my permission!"
"This time, to quell the rebellion in the Northern Sea, I will trouble the Grand Tutor to personally lead the army on this mission!"
"Grand Tutor, I have only one request regarding the suppression of the rebellion in the Northern Sea."
Wen Zhong was taken aback. "Your the King, please speak."
Di Xin stood up, walked down from the throne, and came to Wen Zhong, saying each word carefully.
"No matter how long it takes or how much it costs to quell the rebellion in the Northern Sea, we must completely pacify Northern Sea region!"
"What I desire is that, from this day forward, there will be no more rebellion in the land of the Northern Sea!"
"I want that land to be completely incorporated into my Great Shang Dynasty territory, so that the people will be loyal and have no further ambitions!"
"Grand Tutor, do you understand what I mean?"
These words plunged the entire Nine Chamber Hall into a deathly silence once more.
All the ministers stared at Di Xin in astonishment.
Wen Zhong was also deeply shaken upon hearing Di Xin's words.
He sensed the unprecedented determination and ruthless intent in the King's words.
This is no longer a simple suppression of a rebellion; it is about uprooting and thoroughly eradicating all forces in the Northern Sea!
Wen Zhong accepted the order without hesitation.
"Your the King, rest assured!"
"On this journey, I will surely pacify the Northern Sea, bringing Northern Sea entire territory under your rule, and ensuring it never dares to rebel again!"
"Grand Tutor Gu Xin." Di Xin nodded slightly.
"On this expedition, all the troops of the Great Shang Dynasty are at the Grand Tutor's command."
At this point, Di Xin seemed to suddenly remember something and added another sentence.
"However, the Grand Tutor insists on leaving Li Jing with me."
"I will need your help in the future."
Li Jing?
Wen Zhong was slightly taken aback.
Why did the King specifically request that he stay?
Could it be... because of Nezha?
Wen Zhong immediately thought of Nezha, who had been taken as a disciple by the King and was Li Jing's third son.
Is Your the King extending your affection to everything related to the house?
Or is there something special about Li Jing that I haven't noticed?
Countless thoughts flashed through Wen Zhong's mind, but he didn't ask any further questions.
When the ruler issues an order, the subject must obey.
This was his duty as a subject.
Moreover, in the Shang Army, there are at least eighty, if not a hundred, generals more outstanding than him.
He had countless capable generals under his command. Not to mention his fellow disciples from the Interception Sect, the veteran generals alone were enough to handle the Battle of the Northern Sea.
The absence of Li Jing has absolutely no impact on the overall situation of suppressing the rebellion in the Northern Sea.
"Yes, Your the King."
Wen Zhong respectfully agreed.
Di Xin looked at Wen Zhong, secretly making plans in his heart.
You can't take Li Jing away.
He is an extremely important part of his future plans.
When Xiqi rebelled and its army pressed on the border.
He wanted to see if Jin Zha and Mu Zha, disciples of the Clarify Sect, would obey their master's orders, aid Zhou in Campaign Against Shang, and turn against their own Laozi.
He would still consider the bond between father and son and stand on the side of the Great Shang Dynasty.
That scene will definitely be very interesting.
He was eagerly anticipating the reaction from the Clarify Sect.
Di Xin glanced at the assembled officials below.
"My lords, is there anything else you wish to report?"
Seeing that the King had made his decision, Shang Rong, Bi Gan, and the others said no more and bowed.
"We are unharmed."
"Dismiss the court."
"Grand Tutor, please stay behind."
The officials bowed in respect, then filed out and dispersed.
Soon, only Di Xin and Wen Zhong remained in the vast Nine Chamber Hall.
"Grand Tutor, the journey to the Northern Sea is long and arduous, and the battles are perilous. Please take good care of yourself."
Di Xin looked at the old Grand Tutor who had devoted his life to the Great Shang Dynasty, and his words were filled with concern.
"Thank you for the King concern, Your Majesty. I understand."
Di Xin nodded.
"Very well, Grand Tutor, go and muster the troops immediately."
"Speed is of the essence in war. Set off as soon as possible, pacify the Northern Sea, and return to the capital at an early date."
Wen Zhong accepted the order once again.
"My lord, I obey the order!"