The Journey to the West is over, and the Perfect Life System is here

Chapter 268 Removal and Persuasion

Silence, the entire hall fell into silence.

Emperor Xin clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Because he knew that Su Hong and the others were not what these people said.

Miss Su, you are not a demon!

But for some reason, he could not reveal the plan he had made.

As Emperor Xin himself said, their opponents have never been ministers and princes, but immortals and gods!

"You don't understand, you understand nothing!" Although Emperor Xin had endless anger in his heart, it all turned into disappointment in the end.

This look made Shang Rong feel a pang of pain in his heart, but then he straightened his chest.

He was the prime minister of the Shang Dynasty. The previous king had entrusted the king to him. He could not let the previous king down, and he had to bring the king back to the right path.

"Prime Minister Shang is tired and talking nonsense. Let's adjourn the court!" Emperor Xin sighed.

Sometimes he seems to be very disrespectful to business people, but that is not the case.

He has always had respect for this old man and fully agrees with Shang Rong's determination to protect the Shang Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, I am not talking nonsense. In this court, there are people like the Demon Prime Minister, but there is no me, Shang Rong!" Shang Rong said again.

"Are you forcing me?" Emperor Xin's face darkened.

"Your Majesty, you may think so. The evil prime minister is harming the country. I, Shang Rong, will definitely protect our Shang dynasty!" Shang Rong's old face was full of determination.

At this moment, everyone in the court was moved.

"Prime Minister Shang!" Bigan called out, then knelt before Emperor Xin. "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Shang is loyal to the Shang Dynasty. He is the backbone of the Shang Dynasty. The Shang Dynasty cannot do without him!"

"Your Majesty, please eliminate the evil spirits!" Mei Bo also knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please eliminate the evil spirits and restore the prosperity of the Shang Dynasty!" The ministers spoke in unison.

"Good! Good! You're all forcing me, aren't you?" Emperor Xin laughed heartily a few times in the hall. "Since that's the case, I will allow Shang Xiang to retire and return home!"

"Your Majesty!"

There were bursts of exclamations.

Shang Rong was so dazed that he almost fell to the ground. Is the king going to dismiss him from his position?

"Dismiss the court!" Emperor Xin ignored Shang Rong and left directly. Su Hong and others who followed him looked at Shang Rong deeply, shook their heads and sighed.

"Prime Minister Shang, why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?" Bigan sighed.

"The king has grown up and thinks an old man like me is nagging." Shang Rong sat on the ground without caring about his image. Finally, he smiled bitterly and said, "Since the king dislikes me so much, I will leave Chaoge tomorrow and return home!"

"Prime Minister Shang, you absolutely cannot do this. The court cannot do without your leadership! Now that evil prime minister is harming the country, without you, how can we compete with her?" Mei Bo shouted.

"I'm old and tired. I'll leave Da Shang to you from now on." Shang Rong was very firm.

What Emperor Xin said hurt the old minister's heart.

He really wants to retire and return home.

Returning to the imperial study, Emperor Xin felt a little uneasy and couldn't help asking, "How is that old man Shang Rong? If he can find a way out for me, I can still let him continue to be the Prime Minister."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Shang is retiring and returning home," Fei Zhong responded.

He felt a little desperate in his heart. Shang Rong's retirement was also due to his contribution, and he was afraid that it would only arouse more resentment from the people and the wrath of heaven.

"What? Is this old guy serious?" Emperor Xin said angrily.

Then Su Hong walked in, and Fei Zhong left tactfully, closing the door behind him.

"Is Shang Rong really going to leave?" Emperor Xin asked without giving up.

Su Hong nodded.

"This old guy doesn't seem so stubborn usually! No, we can't let him go..." Emperor Xin stopped at the door just after he finished speaking.

Finally, after thinking about it, I decided that it was better for Shang Rong to leave. This old man had worked so hard for the Shang Dynasty for so long, it was time for him to take a rest.

But after he leaves, won’t it be a bit strange to have no one to talk about him anymore?
Emperor Xin was somewhat worried about gains and losses.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Prime Minister Shang will not leave." Su Hong said.

"Not leaving?" Emperor Xin asked in confusion.

"My grandfather is back, and Shang Xiang can't leave even if he wants to. He wants to quit, but my grandfather won't let him!" Su Hong smiled.

A smile also broke out on Emperor Xin's face.

At the gate of Chaoge City, there was a huge crowd of people, and the one leading them was dressed in luxurious clothes, and it was obvious that he was a high-ranking official.

Before these people, there was an old man wearing sackcloth.

This old man is Shang Rong.

When they heard that Shang Rong was leaving, all the officials in the court and almost all the people in the city came to see him off.

Shang Rong has always had a good reputation in the Shang Dynasty and is known as a virtuous person.

"Prime Minister Shang, can you please not leave?" Although Bigan knew that Shang Rong had made up his mind, he still couldn't help but dissuade him.

The other officials and common people also looked at Shang Rong, their eyes full of anticipation.

But Shang Rong shook his head: "I have made up my mind to leave, you don't need to stay."

Bigan and the others didn't say anything more.

This old man has indeed contributed too much to the Shang Dynasty.

"Everyone, I still say the same thing. The Shang Dynasty is handed over to you. When Master Wen comes back, you tell him that Shang Rong has betrayed his trust. Let's go!" After saying this, Shang Rong got on a carriage.

"Dengdengdeng-"

Amid the sound of the wheels turning, Shang Rong was getting farther and farther away from Chaoge City.

Outside the city gate, ministers and common people all bid farewell to the old prime minister with the highest respect.

Shang Rong, who was sitting in the carriage, was also feeling bad. He had experienced three generations of the Shang Dynasty and almost dedicated his entire life to Shang.

A look of reminiscence welled up in his eyes as he remembered the late king's entrusting of his son to him before his death.

Finally, it turned into a long sigh.

However, at this time, the driver outside said, "Prime Minister Shang, an old man has blocked our way."

Shang Rong stuck his head out of the carriage and indeed saw an old man in green standing in front of the carriage.

It was the Lingtai Sanren transformed by Sun Wukong.

"Old man, is there anything I can help you with?" Shang Rong asked.

If it were an ordinary official, he might have just asked the coachman to drive the people away, but Shang Rong did not do that.

"Prime Minister Shang, this road is blocked!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You..." The driver was about to whip someone, but was stopped by Shang Rong.

"Old man, please make way." Shang Rong said.

"I gave way to you, but where is Shang's way?" asked Sun Wukong.

After a moment of silence, Shang Rong said, "I am no longer the Shang minister. Shang's affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Are you sincere about this? If so, then go away." Sun Wukong stepped aside.

"Prime Minister Shang!" The coachman looked at Shang Rong.

Shang Rong fell silent again.

The Shang Dynasty was where he had devoted his entire life, so how could he give it up so easily?

"Then let me ask you another question. Are you really unwilling to assist Emperor Xin anymore?" Sun Wukong continued to ask.

"The king no longer needs me, so how can I have the face to stay?" Shang Rong shook his head in self-mockery.

"He may not need you, but Great Shang does." Sun Wukong continued, "Are you going to abandon the people of Shang like this? Are you worthy of Master Wen's instructions?"

Shang Rong's body trembled slightly.

"Do you know who I am?" Sun Wukong asked. "I don't know!" Shang Rong shook his head.

"Su Hong, Yu Xian'er, Hu Ximei, and Yang Jiao are all my disciples."

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, Shang Rong's expression suddenly changed.

The driver trembled even more timidly and said, "Prime Minister Shang, this man must have been sent by the demon prime minister to kill you. Hurry up and leave. I will stop him!"

However, Shang Rong did not do so. Instead, he stepped down from the carriage, straightened his back as much as possible, and questioned, "I don't think you are a demon, so why do you allow evil spirits to undermine our government?"

Even if he died, he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Then what is your definition of evil?" Sun Wukong smiled.

"He has bewitched the king of our dynasty, disregarded human lives, and ruined the fortune of King Cheng Tang! He is an evil spirit!" Shang Rong said in a loud voice.

"Then let me tell you, sometimes what you see isn't the whole story." Sun Wukong said, "Prime Minister Shang, are you interested in taking this trip with me? After this trip, you'll know whether my grandsons are demons or talented people."

"Minister Shang! He is in cahoots with Minister Yao. Don't be fooled by him!" the coachman shouted sternly.

But Shang Rong still stepped forward and said, "I, Shang Rong, am loyal and brave, and I am not afraid of evil spirits!"

In the established timeline, Shang Rong was also dismissed from his position as prime minister. Later, because Emperor Xin wanted to kill Queen Jiang and two princes, he wanted to make Emperor Xin repent, so he crashed to death in the Jiujian Palace. However, his death did not prevent the Shang Dynasty from going to destruction.

Shang Rong is a truly loyal person.

It was because of his loyalty that Sun Wukong decided to show up and block the way.

Moreover, Shang Rong is also a key part of his plan.

"Let's go!" As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, Shang Rong only felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and then he found himself in a hall filled with the smell of herbs.

Magic? Black magic?
Before Shang Rong could think, Sun Wukong said, "This is the Imperial Physician's Palace. My granddaughter Hu Ximei serves as the head of the Imperial Physician's Palace."

Shang Rong looked over and found that people were coming and going in the entire hall.

And those people seemed to have not noticed him.

As he observed, there was a group of people gathered at the top position, and there was a person sitting there, it was Hu Ximei.

"Palace Master, what do you think of this prescription? I added..."

"Palace Master, please take a look at this pill..."

"Hallmaster..."

Several old men surrounded Hu Ximei, asking different questions, but there was respect in their eyes.

"This is Imperial Physician Niu, Imperial Physician Zhang..." Shang Rong's face showed surprise.

The imperial doctors he called out were all from Chaoge City and had the most sophisticated medical skills in the entire Shang Dynasty.

And at this moment, they were all gathered around a young girl to ask questions, which was very strange.

At this time, Shang Rong heard someone sighing again.

"Hey! The Palace Master clearly possesses real talent and knowledge. With her guidance, our medical skills would definitely be taken to a higher level. But now she has to bear such a bad reputation. I really feel sorry for her."

"Yes! With the medical skills passed down by the Palace Master, the number of people in our Shang Dynasty who will die from illness will be reduced by at least 80%! These are all skills to save lives!"

"The last time I explained it to them, they said I was bribed! That's totally unreasonable!"

"..."

Because of these topics, the imperial doctors all started discussing.

Sun Wukong looked at Shang Rong and said, "My granddaughter Hu Ximei is proficient in medicine and is planning to introduce her own medical canon to the Shang Dynasty.

Now the classification of what has been learned will be handed over to fifty imperial doctors, who will then teach others.

By analogy, from now on, Dashang will never be short of doctors.

"Does Prime Minister Shang still think she's a demon?"

Shang Rong showed a hint of shame on his face.

He knew many of these imperial physicians, and the fact that he could gain their recognition and admiration showed that Hu Ximei's medical skills were indeed superb.

The most important thing is that she has superb medical skills but does not keep them to herself, which is very rare.

"Since Palace Master Hu has such a plan, why don't you make it clear?" Shang Rong asked.

"If I explain it clearly, will you listen?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Shang Rong was speechless.

Emperor Xin did mention this at the time, but none of them believed that this little girl had such ability and thought that the king was just fooling around.

Thinking of this, Shang Rong felt even more ashamed.

Then, another golden light flashed before his eyes, and he had left the Imperial Physician's Hall and came to another hall.

Compared to the Imperial Physician's Hall filled with the smell of herbs, this place was full of warmth, and in front of him was a strange-shaped blast furnace.

At the same time, there were bursts of violent knocking sounds in the store.

Then he saw Yang Jiao, whom he also regarded as a demon, doing something in front of the blast furnace.

"President Yang, look, this is the weapon we forged." A craftsman came forward with a big knife in his hand.

The cold light was so bright that Shang Rong could hardly open his eyes.

Then, at Yang Jiao's signal, the craftsman slashed at the previous standard weapon.

"Click——"

The standard weapon was actually cut off directly.

"What a sharp weapon!" Shang Rong couldn't help but admire.

"Prime Minister Shang, do you think that if all the Shang Dynasty soldiers were equipped with such weapons, who would dare to fight against them?" said Sun Wukong.

"No one!" Shang Rong said truthfully, then he was very surprised, "This weapon was made by Dean Yang, and it can be mass-produced?"

"That's right. Yang Jiao has learned the iron-making technique from me. With this skill, Minister Shang, do you think he is qualified for the position of Dean of Qiqiao?" Sun Wukong said.

"More than enough!" Shang Rong replied.

"In addition to iron smelting, Yang Jiao also has papermaking skills. In the future, bamboo slips will be eliminated and ordinary people will be able to read." Sun Wukong said,

Hearing this, Shang Rong was stunned again.

As the prime minister, he had the highest status among all officials except Wen Zhong.

What he paid most attention to was the issue of education in the Shang Dynasty.

But studying was really too expensive, and the bamboo slips for writing were very troublesome, so ordinary people simply couldn't afford to study.

Now hearing what Sun Wukong said, Shang Rong was suddenly very excited.

"Old man, this is the merit of education! Such achievements can be included in the monument of heroes of our human race! On behalf of the people, I thank you very much!"

"The one you should thank is not me, but Yang Jiao." Sun Wukong pulled Shang Rong to another location again, this time to a warehouse full of seeds.

"Could this be the place where those magical seeds that the king mentioned are stored?" Shang Rong looked around.

In the hall, he even quarreled with Emperor Xin about this.

"That's right. These are all high-yield seeds cultivated by Xian'er. Combined with the fertilizers she produces, the grain production can at least triple, and the crops will become better and better. No one in the Shang Dynasty will starve to death in the future." Sun Wukong pointed in one direction again.

"Plow?" Shang Rong frowned, but felt that it was not the right thing because it seemed to have iron on it.

"This is called a curved plow, a new type of tillage tool. It only takes a strong man to pull this plow." Sun Wukong introduced.

Shang Rong's face showed shock again.

"nice one!"

Everyone knows that cows are the best tools for plowing the land.

However, in the Shang Dynasty, it was impossible for every family to have cattle. Only a minority of families had cattle. Farmers had to spend a lot of energy and effort to plow the land every time, and it might even delay spring plowing.

The invention of the curved plow meant the liberation of farmers' labor.

"Now, does Shang Xiang still think they are evil spirits?" Sun Wukong returned to the previous question.

(End of this chapter)