"This is really unreasonable. Yuan Futong They are so audacious that they gathered a crowd to rebel. They are really committing a heinous crime and deserve to die. If they are not punished to death, they will be cut into pieces. I will never let go of my anger!"
Chaoge, Golden Luan Hall, King Zhou heard the news that North Sea Yuan Futong and the seventy-two princes had risen in rebellion, and immediately became furious, the cold light flashed in the pupils, and the murderous intention filled the air!
The ministers below were silent at this moment. No one dared to speak. They lowered their heads one by one for fear of getting into trouble.
During this period of time, I don't know what happened, but King Zhou, who was relatively wise before, has become more and more violent and his temper has become more and more violent. He scolds and even executes ministers at every turn, making everyone feel in danger.
Let me ask, who dares to take the initiative to speak at this time!
"Well, why don't you speak up? Aren't you all quite conceited at ordinary times? Why have you all become mute at this time? You are trash, you are all trash!"
King Zhou A wisp of evil energy passed through the depths of his pupils, and his emotions became violent. He actually had the idea of killing all the ministers in front of him.
When the ministers below saw King Zhou's violent appearance, they felt a chill in their hearts for no reason, and they all secretly complained in their hearts.
Grand Tutor Wen Zhong glanced at King Zhou and frowned. As King Zhou's former teacher, he couldn't understand how a person could become so fast, and he felt something was wrong!
However, this is not the time to consider this issue. If no one comes forward, King Zhou will really go crazy. According to what King Zhou has done during this period, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable!
When he thought that he was once King Zhou's teacher, and also a veteran of Yin Shang, Wen Zhong straightened his clothes slightly, took a step forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, Wen Zhong, is willing to lead his troops to the North Sea to attack Yuan Futong and other rebellious officials and traitors, and give me, Great Shang, peace!"
"Well, since you are Grand Tutor and you are willing to lead the army, then the lonely king can rest assured!"
Seeing that it was his former mentor who came forward, King Zhou's irritable mood calmed down slightly. For Wen Zhong, King Zhou still trusted King Zhou and directly declared:
"Wen Zhong heard the order, and I ordered you to lead one hundred thousand elite troops to the North Sea to quell the rebellion, and bring Yuan Futong and their heads back to me. I want everyone in the world to see the consequences of the rebellion!"
King Zhou, who was originally in a slightly calm mood, became irritable again at the end, gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to devour Yuan Futong and the others alive.
"According to the order!"
Time passed by quietly, and about a month passed in the blink of an eye since Wen Zhong went to the North Sea to conquer Yuan Futong and other princes, and it was March 15th.
March 15th is Sage Nuwa's Christmas. According to the old tradition, Human Emperor is going to the Nu Wa Palace to offer incense. On this day, King Zhou led the civil and military officials of the court, three thousand cavalry, and eight hundred imperial guards to go to the Nu Wa Palace to offer incense.
After King Zhou finished offering the incense, he saw the magnificence and beauty of the Nu Wa Palace, so he moved inside and took in the palace scenery for a while.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
At this moment, Desire Demon Seed, which had been lurking in King Zhou's body, began to beat violently, and traces of dark and profound demonic energy of desire gradually seeped out from the heart and began to spread toward King Zhou's entire body. Every ray of demonic energy of desire seemed to contain layers of alien space, transforming into countless illusions, and faintly transmitting various tempting magical sounds, making people fall deeply into it.
Under the erosion of the demonic energy of desire, King Zhou, who was observing the scenery in the Nu Wa Palace, gradually began to become trance-like, his eyes turned red, and his whole person felt like he was in a cloud.
"Hoo!"
Coincidentally, a wisp of cold wind passed over Nu Wa Palace, rolling up the curtain in front of Nuwa Divine Statue, directly revealing Nuwa's sacred, noble and unparalleled face.
In an instant, King Zhou was stunned, staring straight at Nuwa's Divine Statue motionless, intoxicated by Nuwa's unparalleled appearance.
Although there are three thousand beauties in King Zhou's harem, they can be described as beauties like clouds. However, no matter how beautiful your mortal women are, how can they compare with Sage like Nuwa. Whether it is a cold and gorgeous appearance, or a sacred, noble, and aloof temperament, these are not something ordinary women can possess.
And the demon species infinitely magnified the feeling of King Zhou. A trace of demonic energy overflowed from the pores of King Zhou, directly transforming into Nuwa.
The fairy clothes are fluttering, the lotus steps slightly, frowns and smiles, dances gracefully, and covers the face with jade hands...
Nuwa, transformed by the demonic energy, made various gestures in front of King Zhou, arousing the hidden desires in King Zhou's heart, and directly pulled King Zhou into the endless abyss.
King Zhou was panting like a cow at this moment, his eyes were completely red, and one hand was already pressing on Nuwa Divine Statue's right arm.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."
Prime Minister Shang Rong and other civil and military ministers entered Nu Wa Palace. Seeing this situation, they were so frightened that they could no longer care about the difference between monarch and minister, and forcefully woke King Zhou.
"Well, what are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?"
King Zhou was pulled out of the endless beauty by Shang Rong and others. He felt infinitely disappointed. A burst of anger rose in his heart, his eyes were violent, and he pointed his right hand at Shang Rong and other ministers and reprimanded.
"Your Majesty, this is the sacred image of Holy Mother of the Human Race, Empress Nuwa. You must not desecrate it. You must not desecrate it."
This situation does not allow Shang Rong to retreat, so he can only bite the bullet and advise.
"Hmph!"
King Zhou snorted with displeasure, turned around and said to the guard, "Get the four treasures of the study!"
At this time, King Zhou was unhappy. The guards dared to disobey King Zhou's orders, so they obeyed the instructions and presented the four treasures of the study.
King Zhou took the purple hair, and his heart was immediately filled with the figure of Nuwa. He took a step forward and wrote on the pink wall:
The scenery of Feng Luan Bao's tent is very special, full of elaborate decorations made of gold and gold.
The mountains in the far distance are emerald; the sleeves are dancing and the clothes are reflected in the clouds.
The pear blossoms are blooming in the rain; the smoke in the peony cage is charming.
But you can act charmingly and take back Changle to serve the king.
"Your Majesty, blasphemy is a sin against the sacred. Please wash it off with water to prevent the common people from seeing it and damaging your reputation!"
"Humph, you don't need to say it. I only wrote poems to praise Sage's peerless beauty." King Zhou saw Shang Rong trying to persuade him again. He felt angry and pushed back. Then he never gave Shang Rong a chance to speak and returned directly to the court.
"Hey, that's all, that's all. The king is like this, so why not!"
Shang Rong looked at the figure of King Zhou from a distance, feeling bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to persuade him again, because he had already noticed the murderous intention flashing in King Zhou's eyes, and if he spoke again, he would probably be killed.
As for other ministers, when they saw that Prime Minister Shang Rong's advice had no effect, they certainly would not ask for trouble. Moreover, they might not be as lucky as Shang Rong, and they might lose their lives if they were not careful. Therefore, they all just sighed helplessly.