When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

The news of Jin Tianshi's appearance on the grassland soon spread back to the south.

In fact, it was not too far. With the flag of the Merchant Alliance and the help of the Xin family, Zi Ping's men could easily pass through Anyi and take a small path to reach Luo River.

Luo River is one of the strongholds where the Shang Dynasty and the Qiang forces face each other.

It is also the central place that Zixun has his eyes on.

"Nice place." Zixun stood on the mountain and looked down at the surroundings of Luo River.

If this place wasn't so underdeveloped, he would have wanted to settle down here.

"There are eight gates. If we can block them, we will be the center of the world, better than Shanxi."

Zisong was also sighing on the side.

Since the beginning of winter, the Tufang and Yan State's General Dai Bingjia of Zhenxi have not continued their external expansion. The troops of several parties are confronting each other in Xingdao. Zisong finally has time to come to Luoshui to discuss how to deal with the future.

"Prince, Zi Ping's men have arrived."

"Oh?" Zixun didn't respond to Zisong's question, "It must be something urgent. Please come in."

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked in. He was about the same age as Zi Ping.

It turned out to be Zi Ping’s cousin, Jian Yi.

Jianyi didn't waste any words. He handed over the things and said, "Beibo found traces of Jin Tianshi in the northwest grassland. And according to Beibo's existing intelligence, Jin Tianshi has no less than 50,000 people."

"!!!"

Before Zixun even opened the bamboo slips, Zisong next to him became restless.

Hearing this, Zixun quickly opened it, and after quickly reading the whole story, he said, "Is the news accurate? Bei Bo has really started to arrange people to sweep the area?"

"Yes, but according to Bei Bo's estimation, the overall power of the Jin Tian clan should be even greater. After all, the Jin Tian clan controls the two sides of the Dou Mao Mountain.

Based on the existing information, the western foothills of Doumao Mountain should be able to accommodate a population of nearly 100,000. Only when the western foothills of Doumao Mountain are full of people will people cross the mountain and come to the eastern foothills.

Therefore, Bei Bo's estimate of 50,000 people was only based on the existing intelligence, and the details still needed to be explored on the other side of the mountain. There were several more passages in Doumao Mountain.

In short, Beibo will continue to sweep the north in the next three years.

But he wants us to give him enough status and sphere of influence. For example, at first, Beibo wants the west and north of Taihang Mountain. "

"That's impossible!" Zisong immediately retorted, "Jin Tianshi is outside Beibo anyway, there's no reason for us to support him."

"If he doesn't give certain benefits, he will lead the Jintian clan into the northwest, so that the millions of Qiang people will have a leader."

Zixun's light words made Zisong's cheeks twitch.

"Damn it! How can he be so utilitarian! If we release Jin Tianshi, his life will be just as miserable! Doesn't he know that?"

"When the time comes, he will choose to defect and become a member of the anti-business movement, and then we will be under the greatest pressure." Zixun sighed, "It's because his foundation has been damaged over the years. If we were a little stronger, he would not dare to jump back and forth between the various forces."

"So are you going to endure it? Or do you want to tell the result after divination?" Zisong clenched his fists, a little angry.

Zixun was not surprised by his expression. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "You can give him the title, but you need to change the name of the country."

"Ah?" Zisong didn't understand.

"Where is the Zhou man with the surname Yun?" Zixun asked the people around him again, and soon someone brought a young man over.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, six feet tall, and wore coarse linen clothes. Even in winter, he still dressed like this and was very thin.

When he saw Zixun, he quickly bowed down and said, "Zhou Xin, I meet the prince."

"Okay." Zixun nodded. "Your Zhou clan, surnamed Yun, suffered heavy losses from the three clans of Bin, Zhao, and Zhou. Originally, my Great Yi Shang should help you restore your country. But recently, Beibo's power has grown and encompassed Longyou, Shanxi. Your territory should be handed over to him to govern.

Therefore, I will give you the slaves with the surname Yun that I have purchased over the past 500 years. You should take them with you and go north to the General Anxi’s Mansion to seek refuge with Bei Bo Qu. He will give you a response. In addition, I will grant you the title of Xi Bo. "

Zhou Xin widened his eyes, a little bit unbelievable.

He is a poor young man of the Zhou family whose country was destroyed, and now he has become King Xibo!

We can still get another 500 people!

This……

Feeling a little dizzy.

"Thank you! Thank you, Prince! Your kindness is so great, I, Zhou Yun, will never forget it!"

"Okay, you go down and rest. When you go to the north, you must listen carefully to Bei Bo's teachings."

"only!"

The two finished their chat. Zisong watched the whole process in silence, then looked at Zixun who was smiling with satisfaction and said, "For a smart man like Yan Qu, is it possible that he would be fooled? Is he willing to work for Zhou Xin for nothing?"

"No, he will be fooled. It can even be said that he will definitely use Zhou Xin's signboard in the west. Of course, not now, but later."

Zixun restrained his smile and looked serious: "The surname Yun is located between Shanxi and Longyou. There were originally 100 tribes. Over the years, they were either destroyed by the Qiang people or the Ji and Jiang clans. Even Zhou Xin's lineage was kind enough to take in the Ji clan and give up the land of Bin to them, but what did they get in return?
The Bin clan of the Ji clan joined forces with the Zhao clan of the Ji clan to attack and destroy the Zhou clan. Then they split off a small branch of each clan and unified them into the Zhou clan, occupying the former territory of the Xun Zhou clan. Most of the original Xun Zhou people were reduced to slaves.

Do you think that just because I am worried about the Qiang people, Xin Qu won’t be worried about them?
The Qiang people had an influence on all parties in many aspects.

The competition between Dayi Shang and the State of Yan was a fight between people of the same ethnicity and origin, and the fight was about the direction of faith and politics.

We all believe in God.

But our emperor is our ancestor, and it is our ancestors who are in charge in heaven.

His emperor is the only heaven, but he took advantage of the situation and thought he was the son of the emperor, so he, like the rest of us, was acting on behalf of heaven.

They are all acting in the name of justice, and the Qiang people are a threat.

If a decisive war between our two countries is ultimately unavoidable, what if the Qiang people take advantage of the situation and invade?
Therefore, before the war begins, the Qiang people must die."

After Zixun finished speaking, he looked at Zisong helplessly and said, "The authority of sacrifice should be gradually taken back. Before, you killed so many great witches of the Wuxian clan by the Yellow River. They have become alienated from us. Therefore, we should gradually kill them all."

"Then what should we do? We can't kill them all, right? I even killed the old witch of the Xin family, but until now, Xin Qu hasn't said a word. But the other witches in the clan have reacted strongly." Zisong frowned. Last time, he killed a group of great witches through the issue of sacrificial inheritance rights, but the number of witches was still too many.

If the royal family of Dayi Shang wants to regain the power to enforce justice, it will take time and calculation.

"How did Xin Qu do it?" Zixun asked.

"Him? He established an official system, dividing the authority of wizards into seventy-six official positions, including Grand Historian, Censor, Provincial Governor, Temple Priest, Astronomical Officer, Morning Master, Calendar Master... etc. Wait, you don't want to learn from him?"

"That's right, let's learn from him. Why should we oppose such a good direction? Wouldn't it just cost a little more rice every year? But isn't it good for us to prepare for taking back power?" Zixun laughed, "Look at him, he holds power and can make decisions with just a word. There is no man better than him in the world!
If he replaces us one day, you will truly see the only emperor here.

A true son of heaven.

Think about that scene, that kind of sincere expression, isn't it more comfortable and exciting than us playing tricks?"

Zisong thought about it and said in a trembling voice: "That makes sense. But we can't copy everything, we need to think it over."

"That's easy. We can hold a wizard conference and select a few hundred to form a wizard group to handle the functions you mentioned. Then we can gradually break them up. But to be fair, we need to assess their business capabilities. Yes, that's what Xin Qu said. When assessing business, they will definitely be dissatisfied with each other. Then whoever can be used by us can be the leader of the wizard group."

"Great! Hahaha! Xin Qu's plan is good. It's even better to cross the river by feeling his way."

"In that case, go and make the arrangements. Anyway, these people will be left to you in the future."

Zisong nodded: "Yes, if you tell me about this, I will definitely tear them apart completely and never give them a chance to counterattack!" (End of this chapter)