When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Am Shang.

Shang Wanghe supported his chin and half leaned back on the recliner.

Ever since Xin Qu popularized chairs, basically all the nobles from south to north would get various chairs through various channels and then iterate on them.

"Your Majesty, Father Lu is here."

"Declarate it."

The servant walked out and saw an open space on the left where a new house was being built.

Because the chair was wide and off the ground, many of the former rammed earth huts appeared low, so a large number of nobles upgraded their houses, and the natural development direction was to build taller and larger houses.

King He of Shang was no exception.

The place he had used for his previous gatherings was no longer grand enough, so he took advantage of the momentum of this victory to build something new, and at the same time used it to test and intimidate his political enemies.

After all, the taller a king's palace is, the more respect people can feel from the bottom of their hearts.

"Enter."

The father of Lu was led into the palace by the attendants. After a brief greeting, he said, "Prince Xun has arrived. I will make it clear that we are neutral."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zihe looked at Lu's father in surprise: "Neutral? You?"

"The Xin clan in Henan wants to swear an oath of blood with me." Father Lu shook his head slightly and explained: "Although I don't have this idea, I am afraid of my brother's power and the Xin clan in Henan intends to get close to the State of Yan. Therefore, I can't avoid this. In this case, if I don't want the Xin clan in Henan to directly interfere with the situation around the Shang clan, the best way is to end it with the person on the throne."

After hearing this, Zihe smiled, and his expression finally became less angry.

Then he coughed lightly and said, "In that case, let's do it your way. Henan has the Xin family, and they have indeed had a lot of contact with the north recently. But they are also an important force. Do it well, and I will definitely not treat you unfairly in the future."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Father Lu thanked him.

Zihe then said, "I called you here because I am going to assign you a task.

Recently, there have been many disturbances among the inner nobles near Yan Shang. Although the Xu family has surrendered, Xu Hu (Zi Hu) has been actively contacting the various Dongyi tribes with the surname Ying.

Many Ying clans had already migrated south, and the Xu households treated them all with courtesy.

Tell me, what should I do to get rid of the risk? "

Hearing this, how could Mr. Lu not know what the person in front of him was thinking.

He was simply worried that the Xu family would become too powerful and then go north to give him a severe blow.

Yan Shang has a very advantageous geographical location, but it is best used to suppress the Dongyi.

Now, the Dongyi tribes have basically calmed down.

To the east, the surrender of the Donglai Yi tribe and the Linzi area fell into Zixun's hands.

Zihe felt uneasy.

He thought he had to leave, or at least find a safe place to settle down.

“Although Nan Geng’s rebellion has been basically settled, Nan Geng’s two descendants are fighting among themselves.

If we want to restrain the Xu family, the best way is to go east to Shangqiu or Xiaoyi in the name of hunting.

It just so happens that the Danshan Rong have been very aggressive recently, so we can move there under the pretext of a western expedition.

As for the local nobles, we can prevent them from sending troops. Instead, we can take this opportunity to go east to integrate the power of other clans and contact the Hebei clan along the way.

In this way, by supporting one faction and attacking another, even if Zixun wanted to plot against the Shang Dynasty, it would be difficult for him to directly interfere with the situation of the Eastern Expedition."

"Then... who will take charge of Yan Shang?" Zihe asked again.

To be honest, Zihe liked Lu's father very much because his behavioral logic was different from that of other ministers or relatives.

Mr. Lu sticks to the facts and likes to raise questions directly and then solve them.

But others always like to engage in mysticism first, then witchcraft, divination, and finally deduce conclusions that could have been drawn long ago.

Not only was it time-consuming and laborious, it also often endangered his dignity as the King of Shang. As time went on, he could no longer afford to offend anyone who practiced witchcraft.

Father Lu thought for a moment and said, "We can use Prince Lian."

Zihe thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Then use him, you go back after cutting it, I need to take a good bath, change clothes, and prepare for the sacrifice."

"Yes." Father Lu bowed and left. Soon, only a few waiters were left in the palace, and someone finally asked, "Your Majesty, can this Father Lu be trusted?"

"He can be used but cannot be trusted." Zihe stood up and walked down slowly. "He is from Yan. Bei Boqu is a powerful guy. He has many tricks and is difficult to deal with.

But it is undeniable that none of the disciples taught by Bei Boqu are weak.

Be it his behavior or his thoughts, they were not something the wizards at the moment could contend with.

Therefore, we can also see Beibo's behavior and thoughts from Lu's father.

Given the current situation, I dare not use Zixun, nor do I dare to make important use of Zilian.

But for the sake of the smooth succession of the throne, he can't really attack me.

Therefore, Zixun is in Linzi and Zilan is in Yanshang. The two of them are restraining each other, and our retreat is safe in the short term.

Whether it is the Western Expedition or hunting, the essence is to get rid of the direct impact of the Shang nobles and leave these messes to my two brothers to deal with.

If they handle it well, it's fine. If they don't, then let's just sacrifice to the gods.

We only need to take our elite troops to Shangqiu, and as long as we defeat Danshanrong again and drive the enemy out of Heluo, we can move the capital again..."

"But, Heluo has Putian Lake."

Putian Lake is a large lake located between Zhengzhou and Xingyang. During the Shang Dynasty, it flooded an area of ​​five to six hundred miles.

At that time, the Putian Lake extended from Xingyang to Zhongmu in the east and west. Later, with the development and siltation of successive dynasties, the low-lying areas were gradually filled with silt from the Yellow River. With the improvement of the water system, most of the area was turned into arable land. Until the Qing Dynasty, only the lake in Zhongmu remained.

"Hasn't it shrunk a lot recently?" Zihe laughed. "Now the Danshan Rong is entrenched near Putian Lake. It has been midsummer recently and the rain has been plentiful.

You can sail all the way to Xiaoyi.

Weishan clan had a large number of boats, so he ordered people to go to their side and draw some.

This is a good opportunity for us to go over and wipe them out."

Hearing this, no one would object.

I had no choice but to retreat.

Zixun received the news in the afternoon.

Ziping and others gathered together to exchange information.

"Lord, this is a great opportunity. The waves in Putian Lake have been turbulent recently. If the Danshan Rong learns of the king's sailing route, they will follow the example of the Yan people and build a dam upstream, and then finally open the gap and pour down. There is a high probability that the King of Shang will be drowned directly."

"Yes! It's a rare opportunity!"

When Zixun heard a group of people saying that this was a rare opportunity, he felt a headache.

Is this a chance?
This is not an opportunity!
This is the bait!

Not to mention how vast Putian Lake is, what is more important is that the river channel from Putian Lake to Xiaoyi is very complicated.

It’s not certain where the water will flow!

Besides, he might not go to Xiaoyi. Maybe he would just stay in Shangqiu.
So, if the news leaks out, who will be responsible?

Besides, if the damn Danshanrong really attack, how will they suppress them?
The one in charge of Yan Shang was Zi Lian, not Zi Xun.

We can't go to war just to fight for the throne, right?

"Alright, let's discuss this later. Let's send someone to appease the nobles of Yan Shang first. We got a lot of new things from Yan State this time. Zi Ping, take your sons and go to comfort them on my behalf.

No matter what, Yan Shang cannot be in chaos for the time being."

"Yes!" Zi Ping quickly got up to make arrangements.

After Zi Ping left, Zi Xun withdrew his gaze and felt even angrier and more depressed.

But he couldn't turn it around!
Because from the very beginning, the four brothers relied on conspiracy and trickery to get to the top, and since the nobles had not been subdued, it would be really difficult to turn the tide and make them work for their own benefit.

unless……

There was a cold gleam in Zixun's eyes. He had a dangerous but very useful idea.

I just don't know if I can fulfill his wish!

"Forget it, let's prepare first! Whether we want to conquer Danshan Rong or not, it will take a year or so, I still have time." (End of this chapter)