"Prepare the gifts and send them to the Huang Mansion together with the eight hundred war slaves on a good and auspicious day."
Wei Ziqi's face was red and beaming with joy. He waved his palms and personally supervised his wedding.
As the eldest son, he had his own spies in the palace. The conversation between Emperor Yi and his four ministers was indeed very secret and had not been leaked. However, Wei Ziqi found out about the arrangement of Huang's daughter-in-law at the first time, and he was overjoyed.
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Because he knew that Di Yi had already made his choice.
Given the Huang family's status in the military, if Emperor Yi did not pass the throne to him, then asking him to marry the Huang family's daughter now would force King Shou to ascend the throne in the future and kill his brother.
It is impossible for Emperor Yi not to consider this, so it is obvious that this is the best proof for him to ascend to the throne.
After seven years of suffering, he finally succeeded!
When Wei Ziyan learned the news, he rushed over as soon as possible, with a sincere smile on his face and repeatedly handed over his hands.
Wei Ziqi knew that this younger brother might have some envy, jealousy, and hatred in his heart, but the more he felt like this, the more he enjoyed it, and waved his hand: "Well, since Brother Wang is so determined, he should choose more foreign slaves as gifts for the orphans.
Bar!"
Wei Ziyan's cheeks twitched slightly and he said quickly: "Yes! Yes! We must choose five hundred foreign slaves so that Brother Wang can gain face!"
In this era of noble marriages, the most important betrothal gifts and dowries were slaves.
It is also slavery, but there are differences between slaves in the Shang Dynasty and slaves in the traditional sense.
Traditional slaves were bought by slave owners to serve as cattle and horses, to work hard and to carry bricks and rocks. In addition to working, slaves in the Shang Dynasty were also used in large numbers for human sacrifice and human sacrifice.
As the name suggests, human sacrifice means being buried with living people. This tradition has lasted for thousands of years, but the largest number of people died in the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties.
Human sacrifices, on the other hand, use living people as sacrifices and offer them to heaven and earth, taking them from heaven and returning them to heaven.
Later generations found many black and white skulls in the ancient tombs of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. It is precisely because these slaves had different appearance and skin color from ordinary people that they were the top candidates for burial sacrifices and were also called foreign slaves.
Wei Ziqi and Wei Ziyan had been fighting for many years, and of course they knew that this younger brother had kept many foreign slaves. This time it was called a dowry, but it was actually to cut off a piece of flesh from him.
As for when he ascended the throne, he would arbitrarily entrust Wei Ziyan to a remote fiefdom and call it a day.
"King Shou suffers death!"
While he was happily thinking about the future, a deafening old roar spread throughout half of the capital. Wei Ziqi's face changed slightly, and the guards immediately protected him and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
"What's going on?"
"Report, the High Priest of Dongyi assassinated His Royal Highness King Shou, and the Grand Master and King Wucheng are fighting with him!"
"Is this happening?"
Wei Ziqi and Wei Ziyan, who were approaching, looked at each other in disbelief.
Dashang and Dongyi have been fighting each other for years. Although it is rare to win a big victory, the comparison of strength between the two sides shows that Dongyi is the weaker side, relying on their riding skills, geographical advantages and witchcraft to support them tenaciously.
Therefore, it was the first time that the Dongyi people acted recklessly in the capital city of Shang Dynasty. How unlucky was King Shou to encounter such a desperate suicide attack?
But at this moment, Wei Ziyan's eyes flashed and he suggested: "Brother Wang, don't you go and have a look?"
Hearing the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, Wei Ziqi's eyes showed fear and he glanced at him coldly: "Are you letting me risk my life?"
Wei Ziyan said: "Brother Wang will be the crown prince of the country and will take care of his father's worries. When encountering such a thing, he will naturally come forward."
Wei Ziqi hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head: "I heard that the Grand Master and King Wu Cheng were present, and since I can't be of much help, I decided not to cause trouble."
Wei Ziqi was a calm person and knew that he was only half a step away from becoming the crown prince. Now was not the time to cause trouble. Anyway, he didn't have the courage of King Shou, so he simply acted like a good boy and succeeded to the throne safely.
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Wei Ziyan sighed in his heart, knowing that he had no hope anymore. Listening to the sound of the fierce battle in Prince Shou's Mansion from afar, he sincerely sighed: "After this time, I, Dashang and Dongyi, will fight to the death, and I'm afraid there will be another
This is a nationwide war, and the national treasury is not very rich right now..."
"Third brother!"
Wei Ziqi also had a slight sadness in his eyes. After all, he and King Shou were brothers, born from the same mother.
But if you think about it carefully, this is not bad.
After all, the identity of King Shou's legitimate son was a thorn in the side. Just as Mrs. Jiang feared, he had already made a plan. After he ascended the throne, he would not grant King Shou a land, but would place him under house arrest in his mansion until he died.
Of course, it would be dangerous to watch under the nose, and Wei Ziqi didn't want to bear the notoriety of killing his brother. Now that King Shou died at the hands of Dongyi, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?
Wei Ziqi made a plan in his mind, looked calm, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and waited for the result.
The sound of fighting lasted for half an hour before gradually stopping. Wei Ziqi felt that it was almost done, straightened his clothes, and set off leisurely.
When he was brewing his feelings and was about to throw himself on King Shou's body and cry loudly, he found Jiang and Huang Feiyan standing in front of the mansion, instructing the servants to clean the broken door and traces of the battle.
Wei Zi got off the carriage and walked over.
"Brother Wang!"
When Mr. Jiang saw him, he greeted her generously.
"Brothers and sisters are polite!"
Wei Ziqi carefully observed her expression, hoping to see the overwhelming sadness, but unfortunately it turned out to be the opposite. Jiang seemed to have solved a major problem in her life, and her joy was beyond words.
It seems that nothing happened to King Shou.
It's not surprising when you think about it. After all, Grand Master Wen and King Wu Cheng are here. Even if the Dongyi people are defeated, as long as King Shou takes the lead to avoid them, they won't be able to hurt him.
"Why don't you die!"
Wei Ziqi originally had no murderous intention, but his previous thought was too perfect, and now it has not been realized. Instead, he felt dissatisfied in his heart. He no longer wanted to look at Jiang. He glanced at Huang Feiyan with a look of surprise.
In this era, women did not have so many restrictions when they got married. They must not see their husbands in person. Wei Ziqi had already inquired about Huang Feiyan's appearance. Now he recognized her at a glance and found that she was heroic, pretty, and even better than the description. He couldn't help but feel comfortable.
Thai.
His smile was obvious, and Huang Feiyan's eyes curled up when she saw it, and she said narrowly: "The eldest prince still doesn't know what happened, does he?"
Mrs. Jiang had a gentle temperament. She held Huang Feiyan's hand and shook it, signaling not to slap her face on the spot. However, the girl ignored her and her beautiful eyes fell on Wei Ziqi's face without blinking, and launched the first blow: "I
I won’t marry you!”
Wei Ziqi's smile froze.
Before he could react, Huang Feiyan struck twice: "Your position as prince is gone. It's not yours, after all!"