HPDBC Chapter 318 Daji's Third Dream
Chapter 318 Daji's Third Dream
Chapter 318 Daji's Third Dream
South China Sea, No. 0 Antique Shop, second floor, bedroom.
Daji is still asleep.
Perhaps sensing her husband's return, a tear silently slid down her cheek.
She was having a dream, a dream about her husband.
In her dream, she saw him take her away for the first time and heard the dream of an emperor.
The extravagantly luxurious carriage departed from the Yousu clan and headed towards Chaoge City.
The young emperor sat inside, constantly reviewing memorials, while Daji lay beside him watching.
She couldn't understand the words, but she thought this young emperor was incredibly powerful—he could fight and he could also read.
After watching for a while, I got bored and went over to strike up a conversation: "The Emperor is so great. He can beat up whoever he wants without being afraid of anyone."
The young emperor paused, pen in hand: "Why do you say that?"
Daji chuckled and said, "Even someone as powerful as Su Shi was beaten so badly just because you were unhappy?"
The young emperor was taken aback: "Because I'm unhappy?"
Daji nodded seriously: "Yes, because they believe in gods, that's why you're unhappy."
The young emperor was somewhat envious of the fox demon's innocence, and shook his head with a light laugh: "They forced me to fight."
Daji did not understand.
Isn't it natural to believe in God?
Without gods, who will bless humanity with good weather and abundant harvests?
Who will protect humanity from further calamities?
Some tribes, like the Yousu clan, would even sacrifice living people to the gods out of their devout faith.
Besides, where would you find a complete idiot forcing someone to hit them?
As the carriage entered the official road, a commotion suddenly arose outside.
"I am Boyi Kao of Xiqi! I am Boyi Kao of Xiqi! Sir, please give me a ride! I'm going to Chaoge; I wonder if it's on my way!"
The young emperor was stunned for a moment.
A Study of Bo Yi of Xiqi?
Xiqi was the fiefdom of Marquis Ji Chang. That old fellow was clearly a minister of the Shang Dynasty, yet he had close ties with the divine realm.
After declaring war on the gods, Xiqi outwardly complied with the gods' wishes while secretly trying to persuade them to admit their mistakes using ancient rituals.
So he ordered Ji Chang to be imprisoned in Jiangli.
Bo Yikao was the son of Ji Chang.
"Bo" refers to the eldest son, "Yi" indicates his status in Xiqi, and "Kao" is his courtesy name.
Although I've never heard of such a minor character, I can guess his background from his name.
A guard whispered by the carriage window, "Your Majesty, this is Ji Chang's eldest son. Should we drive him away or kill him?"
The young emperor lifted the curtain and glanced at it.
He was a man around forty years old, with a scholarly appearance, dressed in tattered clothes, disheveled and filthy, looking quite wretched.
Is this Ji Chang's eldest son? How could he be in such a sorry state?
He said expressionlessly, "Bring that beggar up here."
Inside the carriage, the young emperor put away his memorials and closed his eyes to rest.
Daji was playing with her tail on the bed.
Bo Yikao secretly observed the furnishings inside the carriage and made a basic judgment in his mind:
This person must also be from a prominent family.
Otherwise, how could there be such a beautiful fox spirit by his side?
How could someone possess such a luxurious vehicle?
Seriously, this car is really nice.
He hadn't eaten for a long time, and when he got on the bus, the host ignored him.
There were roast chicken and roast goose on the table, and he was very tempted, but his stomach protested.
The young emperor said quietly, "Eat."
Bo Yikao swallowed hard. "I've already troubled you enough, sir. How could I possibly accept your meal?"
He paused, then licked his dry lips: "A glass of water will do."
The young emperor chuckled lightly: "Do as you please."
Bo Yikao quickly picked up the kettle, poured himself a cup of water, and swallowed it in one gulp.
I actually wanted to drink more, but I told myself I would only have one cup, and it would be impolite to drink any more.
Well, I'm not that thirsty anymore.
He bowed and said, "I am Bo Yikao of Xiqi, and I am going to Chaoge to meet His Majesty the Emperor."
Unfortunately, I encountered a group of demons on the road. When they heard that I was the son of Ji Chang, they stole my carriage and drove away my coachman.
Fortunately, you gave me a ride; otherwise, I don't know when we would have arrived in Chaoge.
The young emperor opened his eyes: "What brings you to His Majesty the Emperor?"
Bo Yikao sighed: "My father, Ji Chang, advised the emperor not to disobey the gods, which angered the emperor, who then imprisoned him."
The young emperor said disdainfully, "I think it shouldn't just be imprisonment; killing him would be best."
Bo Yikao's eyes widened:
"Does the master also agree with the Shang Dynasty declaring war on the Celestial Realm? This—this is utterly treasonous!"
The young emperor closed his eyes again: "He was first and foremost a minister of the Shang Dynasty, yet he defied the Shang emperor and begged for mercy from foreign enemies."
Gods? Ha, what good is it to enslave the people of my Great Shang Dynasty?
Which is truly the greatest act of treason: disloyalty to the powerful merchants above and disloyalty to the common people below?
Bo Yikao frowned, about to retort, when he suddenly heard lively hawking sounds coming from outside.
He lifted the curtain and saw that they had already entered the city, so he said, "Sir, please take a ride in the carriage; I would like to invite you to stay at the hotel."
It's getting late. Why don't we find an inn to rest first, and then continue our debate?
Daji lay on the bed, playing with her tail, and glanced seductively at Boyi Kao: "You want to pay? He's definitely richer than you."
Bo Yikao replied earnestly, "Miss, you are mistaken. This is a matter of etiquette. I cannot owe them a favor."
The young emperor frowned: "Then get out of here. It doesn't mean you owe me a favor."
Bo Yikao opened his mouth awkwardly: "This—this—"
The young emperor chuckled lightly: "Just kidding."
Bo Yikao scratched his head.
This young man is a nice person, but he has a sharp tongue and knows how to hurt people.
Night falls, in the inn, in the top-tier room.
Daji lay on the bed, feeling drowsy.
The young emperor was writing something while hunched over his desk.
A knock sounded at the door, and he responded with a "Come in," as Boyi Kao pushed the door open and entered.
"Sir, I still wish to debate with you today about my father's matter. I believe that my father was not unfaithful."
The young emperor put down his pen: "Oh?"
Disgust rose in Bo Yikao's eyes: "The one in Chaoge City is nothing but a tyrannical and debauched ruler, as everyone knows."
My father met such an end precisely because he earnestly remonstrated with the tyrant on behalf of the common people!
Daji blinked and couldn't help but cover her face.
This is considered going all out at face-to-face, right?
With the Emperor's temper, wouldn't he chop this old bastard into pieces immediately?
To everyone's surprise, the young emperor was not angry. He simply asked, "Debauchery? Emperor Xin only had one empress and one concubine. How can you say he was debauched?"
He glanced at Boyi Kao: "But your father, with ninety-nine sons, truly has a fondness for the bedroom."
Bo Yikao's face turned bright red.
He wanted to curse, but didn't know where to begin, and froze on the spot.
The young human emperor continued, "You curse the human emperor only because he declared war on the gods, causing you who collude with the gods to suffer losses."
What nonsense about debauchery? Especially your Xiqi, you've had plenty of dealings with the Eastern Heavenly Emperor.
The Emperor wanted fairness for humanity, and he wanted the people of the Shang Dynasty to live with dignity and not be enslaved by the gods. Was that wrong?
Bo Yikao sneered: "I never expected that you, sir, could utter such absurd words as those of the Human Emperor!"
These are just words the emperor used to fool the people!
My purpose in coming to Chaoge is to expose that hypocritical and cunning emperor.
He can fool the ignorant masses, but he can't fool me!
Look at how many people have been displaced since the human world declared war on the gods.
In the end, only the emperor's national treasury grew stronger!
That would incur the wrath of both heaven and man!
The last emperor raised an eyebrow: "Go on."
Bo Yikao felt he was right and pointed out the state of affairs with a hint of pride: "The people of the Great Shang Dynasty devoutly worship and make offerings to the gods, and the gods then bestow upon the Great Shang Dynasty favorable weather and occasionally reveal miracles to relieve suffering and distress."
When the people revere the gods, the gods protect them; only in this way can the Shang Dynasty prosper for generations and enjoy lasting peace.
The supreme god is merciful; such a noble deity is willing to open a path to godhood for mortals!
But now what about...?
He couldn't continue.
Because the young man was shaking his head with a look of disappointment.
"I thought Ji Chang's son would have some profound insights, but it turns out he only spouted vulgarities."
The last emperor didn't give him a chance to refute, and asked, "Do you know what leek sprouts are?"
Bo Yikao frowned.
That seemed to be a common dish, one he hadn't eaten much of before; it appeared to be made from fresh, tender chives that had just sprouted.
The young emperor said, "The roots of leeks are planted in the fields by farmers."
In the days that followed, the farmers watered and fertilized them, and allowed them to bask in plenty of sunshine.
In case of bad weather, farmers will also build sheds to shelter them from the wind and rain.
After a few days, the leek roots will sprout new shoots, and once they're a bit bigger, they'll be ready to be harvested.
Bo Yikao did not understand what he was trying to express.
Leeks? Is this supposed to show that they care about the people's plight?
The young emperor changed the subject: "But these chives will never grow big because there will always be a sickle waiting for them."
Bo Yikao frowned.
The young emperor's eyes suddenly sharpened: "My people, the subjects of the Great Shang Dynasty, are like leeks that never grow up."
That sickle represents all the gods and Buddhas in the sky!
You nobles are nothing more than fat pigs imprisoned in a pigsty.
As for Xiqi, at best they were nothing more than shepherds and hounds for the gods!
Bo Yikao stared wide-eyed in shock.
The young emperor narrowed his eyes, suppressing something: "The people can't even afford to eat, yet they still want to worship gods? Or even—human sacrifices!"
Bo Yikao's voice trailed off, his confidence waning: "But—the Supreme God also allows mortals to become gods, doesn't he?"
"absurd!"
The young emperor said sternly, "The Supreme God has opened the path to godhood for the people of the Great Shang Dynasty."
With so many wealthy merchants and their subjects, are they all destined to become gods?
In the past hundred years, how many people have been deified?
But how many people have died in the past century because of serving divine authority?
The so-called path to godhood is nothing more than a crack in the door!
When the people of the Shang Dynasty saw this crack in the door, they felt hopeful and were able to wholeheartedly submit to the divine command.
Ultimately, this ridiculous path to godhood is nothing more than a means for the gods to appease the people of the Shang Dynasty!
Bo Yikao was horrified.
He had never thought about these things, but every word he said made sense.
His values and beliefs are crumbling inch by inch.
The young emperor narrowed his eyes again: "That path to godhood is a path to national ruin! It will be blocked sooner or later."
Daji looked at him, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
This young emperor is somewhat... different.
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