Di Xin Inscribed an Obscene Poem to Nüwa
It is only visible in a space-time that ordinary people cannot see.
A Auspicious Golden Dragon formed from the vast and powerful fortune and merit of the Human Race.
It lingered and hovered over Chaoge.
They roared silently at the Western Two Sages, Zhunti Jieyin unexpectedly.
"Senior brother, this Golden Dragon of Human Race fortune and merit is so powerful and profound! It's almost comparable to the golden body of merit of our Heavenly Dao Sage."
Sage Zhunti looked down at the formless and boundless Auspicious Golden Dragon of Human Race destiny, he was secretly astonished.
"The Human Race is related to the fortunes of the Three Sects, and since the Human Race is now located in the corner of the Primordial World, it is naturally blessed with good fortune and accompanied by merits."
"With such a powerful momentum and fortune, even we Sage dare not confront its might."
The Sage Jieyin looked down at the Auspicious Golden Dragon, frowned, and shook his head.
"However, we are not here to annihilate the Human Race, but only to do some tampering."
"Accelerate the process of initiating the Investiture of the Gods Calamity."
"This is something that a Auspicious Golden Dragon, devoid of any intelligence or consciousness, cannot stop."
The Sage Jieyin then continued.
"Good!"
A smile appeared on the face of the Sage Zhunti.
Sage Jieyin, they simultaneously transformed into mortals and landed in Chaoge City.
Meanwhile, in the Chaoge City, today was the birthday of Goddess Nüwa Humanity Saint Mother.
Furthermore, King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin personally attended the sacrificial ceremony.
Therefore, the Chaoge City is exceptionally noisy and bustling today.
The festive atmosphere could be heard and seen even from afar.
"The prosperity of the Human Race is indeed well-deserved."
An old man with a sallow complexion and thin body, created by the Sage Zhunti, looked at the grand scene of singing and dancing and celebrating his birthday, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
This prosperous and flourishing scene, with its diverse array of people—peddlers, scholars, farmers planting crops, fishermen casting nets, Weaver Girl picking mulberry leaves, and craftsmen building cities—was unprecedented among other Primordial Wilderness tribes.
"This is the fundamental reason why the Human Race became the cornerstone of the world in the third era of the Primordial World."
"If the Heavenly Dao wants to perfect its own rules, it still needs to rely on the Human Race to play out its own rules."
The Sage Jieyin saw through the matter in a single sentence.
Sage Zhunti nodded and said nothing more.
The two walked through the bustling Chaoge City, seemingly unaffected by the crowds.
In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the site of the ceremony where King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin worshipped the Goddess Nüwa.
Nüwa Palace.
At this moment, King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, supported by a group of ministers, arrived at the gate of the Nüwa Palace.
They prepared to enter the hall to offer incense and worship the Humanity Saint Mother Goddess Nüwa, as members of the Human Race.
But just then...
A sudden gust of wind came.
Immediately afterwards, King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin felt his mind go blank.
Then, looking at the revealed Nüwa statue, he revealed a lewd expression.
"I have suddenly been inspired to write poetry!"
"Someone, bring me pen and ink."
"I want to compose a poem to praise the Goddess Nüwa."
The surrounding ministers were all completely bewildered.
This is a sacrificial ceremony.
I've never heard of anyone composing poems or essays at this time of year.
Could it be that the king suddenly had a whim to submit a memorial to the Goddess Nüwa praising his literary and martial virtues?
Think about how, over the years since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has worked diligently to govern the country, conquering all sides and defeating the Quanrong and Yi-Di.
Having such ambitions is perfectly normal.
The ministers didn't think much of it.
He gave a wink.
An attendant immediately went to make preparations.
Before long, a palace maid came forward with the calligraphy and a wolf-hair brush to receive orders.
King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin did not hesitate.
I picked up the wolf-hair brush and dipped it in ink.
It was when they began to wield their brushes and splash ink on the walls of the Nüwa Palace, their strokes flowing like dragons and snakes.
At first, the ministers thought that the king was truly inspired to write poetry, reciting his achievements and praising the Holy Mother.
To my surprise, a closer look revealed something quite frightening.
Who are you?
There is nothing else.
Only one poem.
The poem says:
The phoenix and luan jeweled tent is a magnificent sight, adorned with exquisite gold leaf decorations.
The distant mountains are verdant, and the graceful sleeves of dancers reflect the rosy clouds.
Pear blossoms, glistening with rain, vie in their delicate beauty; peonies, shrouded in mist, display their alluring charm.
She possessed a captivating charm and graceful movements, and sought to serve the king with enduring pleasure.
The ministers, their attendants, palace maids, and priests were all dumbfounded when they saw this poem.
What is this?
Is this reciting poetry?
This is an obscene poem!
How could the king recite obscene poems in public on such an important sacrificial and celebratory festival?
Holy crap!
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
As for the merchants and commoners in the sacrificial square below the stage, although they could not understand the style of the poem, they still had the basic ability to read between the lines.
Seeing the unpleasant expressions on the faces of the civil and military officials and nobles around him, who all looked as if they had swallowed flies, he probably guessed that this poem was definitely not a good poem praising the Goddess Nüwa or extolling the great achievements of the Shang Dynasty.
In an instant, the once bustling Nüwa Palace priests' square became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone watched in silence as the overjoyed King Di Xin rose to prominence.
It seems that Your Majesty has done something extraordinary this time.
just in case...
If the Goddess Nüwa punishes us, who will bear the consequences of this sin?
Unsurprisingly, all the intelligent people on this level looked terrified and their faces were pale and bloodless.
How could the Sage Goddess Nüwa's reputation be tarnished by mere mortal emperors?
Zhunti and Jieyin, who were Zhunti the curtains of the Nüwa Palace, smiled with satisfaction upon seeing this scene.
"Thus, the great undertaking is accomplished."
"Go to the Western Paradise Bliss as soon as possible, lest Empress Wa discover something amiss."
After resorting to their underhanded tactics, the two brothers immediately made their escape.
One is calculating with intention but not with intention.
Even Sage, a goddess who is also Goddess Nüwa, could not detect any problem.
They would only think that King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin was incredibly audacious and had tarnished his reputation.
After Zhunti Jieyin their supernatural powers, Di Xin also came to his senses.
When he regained his senses, he looked around at the civil and military officials, nobles and their relatives with grim faces, as well as the various vassal statesmen with different expressions.
Upon seeing his own calligraphy still wet on the walls of the Nüwa Palace, his expression changed.
However, Di Xin was also a ruler of great talent and ambition, and he was very concerned about his reputation.
Zhiyu cannot back down at this time.
How can one win people's hearts if one is fickle and unpredictable?
He immediately laughed and said, "I was suddenly inspired to write poetry, but I didn't expect it to disturb you all."
"My dear ministers, there is no need to worry about it."
"It was just that I was momentarily carried away by my own success."
"Even if the Goddess Nüwa Nuwa knew, she would probably just laugh it off."
It must be said that Di Xin's quick thinking and adaptability did indeed alleviate the dissatisfaction of most of the civil officials.
However, they could not stop those with ulterior motives from secretly memorizing the lewd poem that Di Xin had inscribed on the wall of the Nüwa Palace.
They're preparing to seize the opportunity and make a big deal out of it.
In an instant, undercurrents began to surge throughout Chaoge.