The horse mounts in the prehistoric world are also quite strong. When the Li Mansion of Chentangguan held a 100-day banquet, Wen Zhong and Zishou had secretly returned to Chaoge City.

Li Changshou could only speak in a hurry on behalf of the servants and servants from all over the Li family, and expressed a warm welcome to the birth of Prince Jinzha. He also arranged the first instrument group for playing, playing and singing in Chentangguan, and pretended to be unable to drink and left early.

It's night.

Most of Chaoge City fell asleep, and only some service-oriented streets were still noisy.

In the Dashi Mansion, the patrolling guards walked through the front yard on time and on location, occasionally laughing a few times, muttering in a low voice that this Dashi was not close to women and had no family members.

Li Changshou's paper Taoist sat in his study, wearing a dark red robe and grey-white long hair, with a meticulous style of rigorous academic research.

By the window is a drink banquet that ordered people to set up in advance. Although the dishes are simple, they are better because of the large quantity.

After all, the guests we are going to invite today are quite famous in Chaoge City.

The third update at midnight.

Two black shadows in cloaks came over the wall from the backyard. The cloak had extremely weak magic power and could hide their figures in front of mortals.

Li Changshou smiled a little.

Wen Zhong has also found out the trick. Although he is trying his best to hide the fact that he is a "strange man", he also learns to act cheaply.

We still have to continue to grow.

Soon, the sound of knocking on the door was heard. Li Changshou stood up, the study door opened on its own, and the two black shadows rushed into the room.

The first person was Wen Zhong. After entering, he took off his cloak and hat, bowed to Li Changshou, saying:

"Meet the great history."

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Young master is so polite, so there is no need to be restrained."

After saying that, his eyes fell on the burly figure behind Wen Zhong, with a little smile in his eyes.

What stands in front of him now is!

This person who bears the infamous for all ages, a typical representative of the tyrant in the Wudao, and the mourner of the Shang Dynasty, was the son-in-law Emperor Xin Zhou!

He was eight feet tall, with long hands and long arms. At this moment, he slowly looked up, took off his cap, and revealed a young and angular face. His somewhat narrow eyes exuded a kind of self-confidence that could not be concealed.

Li Changshou opened up Kong Ming Dao's mind and avoided being affected by disaster when he contacted King Zhou.

Then, he bowed to his son.

By the way, according to the rules of Shang Dynasty, if you are not a slave, you do not need to kneel down on your daily life unless you are a sacrifice or confess your sins.

"I've seen the son and received the prince."

"You are kind to you, Lord Da Shi."

Zishou bowed his hand and fist, lowered his head slightly, and said seriously: "Zi Sushou is not the king, and the great historian is an important minister of the six ministers, so there is no need to respect him."

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Prince Yan is so serious, please sit down."

"Accepted as a guest, and the great history is here."

Wen Zhong also said on the side: "Dashi, you are the one who is here, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take it."

Li Changshou did not insist much, so he sat in the main seat. Wen Zhong and Zi were one on the left and one on the right, and were striking the corners around the small round table.

Then...

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Zishou held his knees with both hands, straightened his chest and sat upright, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wen Zhong pondered the words and said with a smile: "To be honest, the position of the son who received is thanks to the Dashi's blunt statement in front of the palace that year."

Li Changshou looked at Zishou and smiled and said, "What does the prince think about this?"

"Um……"

Zishou showed some thoughts in his eyes, but he knew that Li Changshou was testing him, so he had to deal with it carefully.

Over the years, the young master has already praised this great history to heaven, and even said that he is a god among immortals, which is somewhat exaggerated.

Zishou quickly said: "I was very grateful to Dashi for what happened back then, but this gratitude only made a frank advice to Dashi who can obey etiquette and law."

"Hahahaha."

Li Changshou laughed a few times, "It's just a matter of doing things in his position, and it's just a matter of doing things."

Wen Zhong smiled and said, "I'm sorry, actually I have some personal relationships with Dashi."

"Oh? Why haven't I heard from Master Shao talk about it before?"

"This matter should not be made public, otherwise it will easily attract gossip."

Li Changshou said seriously: "I won't mention these things anymore. The prince is here today, I don't know what's going on?"

Zishou bowed and said, "It's coming for the sake of advice."

"oh?"

Li Changshou smiled and touched the wine pot. Hearing that Zhong was quick in his hands and eyes, he picked up the wine pot first and poured wine for Li Changshou first.

"What strategy did the prince come to seek?"

"Previously, the generals in the army wanted to return to Chaoge City to complain."

Zi's ​​self-deprecating smile showed a bit of helplessness.

"The father ordered Su to lead the army, and Su had already stated the rules that they should not plunder civilians as prisoners.

There were still generals who slandered the military uniforms of the enemy who died in battle and put them on the young and strong civilians to get away with them.

He was killed to warn a hundred people, so he drew his sword and killed the general.

However, if this matter is going back to Chaoge City, the Sei will be quite passive. The generals and the military generals will probably attack the Sei."

Li Changshou thought for a while and asked, "The rule that the civilians should not be plundered as prisoners was planned by the young master?"

Wen Zhong sighed, "No, it's indeed a disciple. Huh, it's my plan."

disciple?

The man on the side was exposed and thought.

He heard Zhong continue, "Slaves have passed away, and it is already a stubborn disease of Shang. Under the building, the foundation is floating.

Although there are fewer wars in Shang and the slaves obtained through plunder are far less than those accumulated over the years, this is the first step that can be taken now.

Only by first denying the style of plundering prisoners of war as slaves can we restore the slaves who were originally captured by our ancestors to their normal status as civilians.

In this way, there are many young and strong men in the Shang Dynasty, and strong soldiers and horses. There are endless talents who can do everything and do things. The national strength is just around the corner!”

"Then what?"

Li Changshou asked with a smile.

Wen Zhong pondered for a few moments and said, "Are you asking?"

"Not talking about anything else, just talking about the business of the country itself."

"Then, the country of Shang can extend its national destiny and last forever..."

Li Changshou looked at Zishou and smiled and said, "The prince thinks so too?"

Zishou's eyes were filled with light, and he said in a calm voice: "The words of the young master, the aspirations of the son!"

Li Changshou sighed slowly: "Let's raise our glasses to drink together, and talk while drinking."

The three of them raised their glasses to drink together. After drinking the wine in the glass, Li Changshou closed his eyes first and put his hands in his sleeves, as if he was asleep.

He was thinking about whether he would like to point out "King Zhou" tonight...

Although Li Changshou knew in his heart that even if he had tried to help Zishou, the power of the way of heaven could not resist Zishou; but when a certain possibility was placed in front of him, Li Changshou still wanted to try it.

The point is to take a step back and this matter will not have any negative impact on you.

And considering from another perspective, there are not many opportunities to influence "Di Xin", but now "Di Xin" is still "Prince and Zi Su", and its plasticity is still there.

"You are wrong."

"Wrong?" Wen Zhong was a little puzzled.

Zishou hurriedly said, "Can we have other ways to revive our country?"

Li Changshou sighed: "The young master's words are reasonable, but his behavior is too reckless. The prince should have learned the history of Shang, so how did Shang's national strength gradually become deficient?"

The son receives the Tao:

"Zi Shu is thinking about this problem every day, and there are four reasons.

One of them is that before the ancestor Wencheng decided to pass the throne to the eldest son, bloody rains were often caused for the battle for the throne, and the internal friction between national strength was too serious.

Secondly, the aristocratic families are becoming more and more stable, most of them are not enterprising and only have the idea of ​​enjoyment. There are many people here.

The third is that there are too many slaves, which has become a hidden danger. The merchants are impatient and the trend of enjoyment and extravagance is almost hopeless, and there is no talent available.

The fourth is the princes.

When my businessman was in a civil strife, eight hundred princes cultivated and nourished themselves, and there were many ambitious people.
To be continued...