Emperor Zhou, the royal power collapsed and power fell to others. Now it is all in the hands of Han Yi. Since ancient times, abdication has always been three concessions. Although Han Yi has this sign, he cannot be too impatient. The first is the first test.

The current Emperor of Zhou is King Nan of Zhou. This name may not be familiar to everyone, but he contributed a word in history called "High Debt", which refers to him.

The last time, in order to prevent Wang Jian from seizing the King of Zhou, Han Yi had to move the King of Zhou inland to Chang'an. Now that the overall situation has been decided, Han Yi led the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty to the gate of Yangdi City. King Nan of Zhou did not dare to ask for help, so he personally greeted him ten miles away.

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Han Yi was sitting in the car, and the soldiers around him were fierce. There was no other reason. Although the world was unified, there were many people who wanted Han Yi dead. They lurked in the dark, trying to ambush Han Yi, but most of them failed.

In the end, Han Yi encountered three or four ambushes along the way, but most of them were destroyed.

Han Yi was naturally not surprised. After all, even Qin Shihuang, the emperor of the ages, dared to kill him, so Han Yi was naturally part of their plot. Han Yi, who was sitting on the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated. This was a habit Han Yi had developed over the years. It was okay.

Open your eyes and touch the world with your senses.

"Your Majesty! The King of Zhou welcomes you ten miles away!" South Prime Minister Han Feizi accompanied Han Yi to pay homage to Emperor Zhou. Han Yi, who had closed his eyes for a long time, opened his eyes and leaned on the door of the carriage to look at the city wall. He snorted softly: "Well

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Han Yi stretched out his hands, straightened his clothes, got out of the carriage, and stretched out his left hand, as if asking for something.

Han Feizi quickly took out the bamboo slips from his arms, offered them to Han Yi with both hands and said, "Your Majesty, please!"

Han Yi took the bamboo slip with one hand and strode forward. His eyes looked at King Zhou Nan who was being looked around by everyone. He was about thirty years old, in his prime, six feet tall, with gray hair, black eyebrows and a Chinese character face. He was wearing a

Wearing a red emperor's robe, he looked very nervous when he saw Han Yi approaching. He had nowhere to put his hands. He wanted to put his hands behind his back to show his majesty, but he was afraid of offending Han Yi. He placed his hands under his lower abdomen and felt too uncomfortable.

It would hurt the emperor's face. It was neither good nor bad to let go of the hands. In the end, they had no choice but to hang them on both sides, maintaining a neutral attitude.

King Nan of Zhou Dynasty was also looking at Han Yi at this moment. Han Yi was now middle-aged and in the prime of life. He was walking like a dragon and a tiger, wearing the robe of the King of Han, holding bamboo slips in both hands, his eyes were sharp, and the soldiers behind him were fierce and counting.

The general stood up and dismounted, holding various weapons in his hands to prevent assassins from surrounding him. Among them, Fei Lian and Dian Wei were the most conspicuous, scanning the surroundings with eyes like torches, protecting Han Yi in the center.

"Your Majesty! King Yi of Han is paying homage to the Emperor of Zhou!" Han Yi held his bamboo slips in both hands, without any intention of bending down. Instead, he sent the bamboo slips forward and said darkly and indifferently: "Six kings, four seas and one! Today!

I have decided to send it back to the emperor! To comfort the spirits of Wen, Wu and all the Zhou kings in heaven!"

"Hahahaha! King Han's achievements will last forever, and his achievements will last forever!" King Zhou Nan reached out and took the bamboo slips sent by Han Yi, but his smile was a little bitter, because he knew that what happened today would be difficult to do well.

King Zhou Nan smiled, with a bitter smile in his eyes. He made an invitation gesture to Han Yi and said with a smile: "I have already set up a banquet in the palace. King Han invites you!"

"Yeah!" Han Yi nodded, looked at King Zhou Nan, and thought to himself: You are quite sensible.

King Zhou Nan walked in front, waiting for Han Yi, and Han Yi was naturally not polite. The king and the king walked in sync, followed closely by Dian Wei and Feilian, which put great pressure on King Zhou Nan, but he also

There was nothing I could do, so I stroked my forehead and looked at the lights, my mouth full of bitterness.

Will the Zhou Dynasty’s 800-year-old foundation be ruined in my hands?

Emperor Zhou looked up at the blue sky, and then entered the palace with Han Yi. After three rounds of dishes and five tastes of wine, King Zhou Nan knew that he could not hold on any longer. He looked at Han Yi, who was sitting at the same table with him. King Zhou Nan mentioned

He walked into the center of the hall and said, "King Han is the reincarnation of Yao and Shun, he is the reincarnation of Yao and Shun. I know that I have little virtue and insufficient position. Please ask King Han to ascend the throne and create peace for the people!"

Han Yi looked at King Zhou Nan with a smile, then helped him up and said: "The emperor must not talk nonsense, for you will not bear this important responsibility!"

Afterwards, the two of them started arguing, but Han Yi insisted and King Zhou Nan had no choice but to give up.

Han Yi led everyone back to Chang'an and picked up the tea that had just been produced this year. Han Yi took a sip and felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth, while Xin Qiji stood below with a serious look on his face.

Han Yi looked at Xin Qiji with a smile and said: "The news has spread!"

“Yes!”

"Oh!" Han Yi fumbled with his beard, looked stunned, and said for a while: "So! Is there less resistance?"

"Yes!" Xin Qiji nodded, then thought of something, opened the bamboo slip in his hand and said: "But some aristocratic families in various places strongly agree with the king's approach, thinking that the emperor is still the emperor, and the king is a saint! Don't steal the country Zuo, start

Singing praises to the king in the south, although praising the king on the surface, actually hinders the king's next move!"

"They're just clowns, don't worry about them!" He waved his sleeves and looked at the bamboo slips in his hands with an indifferent expression. He scratched his temples and looked at the same bamboo slips in Xin Qiji's hand. "These aristocratic families are just clowns. Get ready."

Take one step and move the family to Wangye!"

"Your Majesty! What are you...!" Xin Qiji looked stunned. He didn't understand what Han Yi's purpose was.

"These aristocratic families are scattered all over the place, and they will only slowly penetrate into the people everywhere. There is only so much fat in their interests. The aristocratic families are greedy hungry wolves. The wolves can never be fed. If they don't have enough to eat, they will target the people.

, and gather these aristocratic families together and let them eat their own piece of meat. If a dog bites a dog, it will never touch other people!" Han Yi picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then took out a box from the seat and threw it away.

He said to Xin Qiji: "Newly produced tea! Try it!"

"Many... thank you, Your Majesty!"

"No!" Han Yi put down his cup and said: "Tell them that the land will be given to them on a first-come, first-served basis. In addition, there is news that the country will take back their original land! If they want to farm, they need to pay ordinary

Triple the taxes on the people”

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is brilliant!" When Xin Qiji heard this, his eyes lit up. This move was so wonderful that those aristocratic families would definitely come back day and night.

Han Yi looked at Xin Qiji, pointed at the box in his hand, raised the tea cup in his hand and said, "What do you think of the tea?"

"This thing is indeed extraordinary. I have been lucky enough to drink it several times!" Xin Qiji held the box in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

"I hope these teas can flow into the people instead of being used by dignitaries! You understand!" Han Yi looked at Xin Qiji with a smile. Xin Qiji had wineries all over the place. For Xin Qiji, these were just a piece of tea.

If the tea is cultivated well, it will be sold to Tianji, who will then distribute it to various places. This can quickly promote tea to the people. Although tea is now spread, it is only available to aristocratic families. The dignitaries can afford to drink it, but ordinary people cannot enjoy it.

The most important reason why the harvest of tea leaves was not big was that Han Yi only got the small end and not the big end.

After all, the common people are the mainstream of consumption. The production of tea will continue to expand, and the market for consumer groups must expand. Otherwise, the production of tea will increase, the value of tea will depreciate, and Han Yi's income will be even smaller. This is not what he wants to see.

"Promise! I will definitely live up to the king's great trust!" Xin Qiji bowed his hands with a solemn look on his face.

"Yeah! Get down!" Han Yi waved his hand, and Xin Qiji immediately retreated.

Han Yi rubbed his wrist. Decades passed in a blink of an eye. It can be said that time flies. Han Yi looked at the bamboo slips in his eyes and smiled slightly, but he was very leisurely and comfortable.

Han Yi put his hand on his forehead, trying to sleep for a while, but he couldn't help it because he was old, lacked energy, and was a little sleepy.

"Grandpa...!" A clear and childish voice sounded, and then a bumpy little figure ran over. Gao Lishi hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Your Highness, slow down! Be careful of falling!

Slow down!"

Han Yi, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became energetic. He stood up and walked to the door of the hall with bright eyes. A child's head was revealed at the door of the hall. It was carved with pink and jade. There were two small braids on the head, tied with a red rope. A pair of

His big watery eyes looked at Han Yi inside the room, wearing red clothes and holding a rattle in his hand.

This rattle was designed by Han Yi, who ordered Lu Ban to build it and send it to Han Huang.

"Huang'er is here!" Han Yi laughed, stretched out his hand to hug Han Huang, scraped his little nose, and said with a smile: "Come and give me a kiss, grandpa!"

"Don't... the beard hurts!" Han Huang quickly grabbed Han Yi's beard and avoided it from left to right. This look was so uncomfortable.

"Hahahaha! Okay! Okay! No more kissing! Oh, stop scratching! It hurts... oh... oh... oh... it hurts!" Han Yi pretended to be in great pain, and Han Huang became more and more enthusiastic as he played.

Gao Lishi on the side was frightened when he saw it. Who dared to grab Han Yi's beard like this in this palace? He was afraid that he would not live long enough.

The grandfather and grandson played around for a while, and then Han Yi took Han Huang's hand and said with a smile: "How about grandpa taking you fishing!"

"Okay," Han Huang shouted in a sweet voice. Han Yi then put Han Huang down and walked towards the fish pond holding his big hand and his small hand. Han Yi held the bamboo pole and looked at Han Huang and said, "What did you learn today!"

"Today, Teacher Wang Xizhi taught me a few words, and then Teacher Yao told a few stories, and then get out of class was over!" Han Huang sat on the stone bench and looked at the fish in the fish pond with an innocent face.

"Oh!" Han Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and went fishing with peace of mind. However, the child couldn't sit still and was bored. The bamboo pole in his hand moved up and down, as if he wanted to check whether he had caught any fish.

A butterfly flew in for a while and attracted Han Huang's attention. Han Huang stood up and wanted to catch the butterfly.

However, Han Yi reached out and grabbed Han Huang's neck, and said with a smile: "Where are you going!"

"Catch...catch the butterflies!" Han Huang pointed at the butterflies flying around, his two gem-like eyes almost shining, but Han Yi smiled indifferently and said: "Little Phoenix! If your father takes care of you

, likes you, but suddenly one day he doesn't like you anymore, stops taking care of you, and instead likes other children! Are you willing?"

"I don't want to!" Upon hearing this, Han Huang stopped and turned his head, his eyes filled with grievances.

"The same is true for doing things! When fishing, fish hard and concentrate! Although you may not be able to catch fish, as long as you work hard, you will gain something in the end! When you do something by yourself, you must concentrate and have perseverance.

Don't give up halfway!" Han Yi stroked Han Huang's little head with a doting look on his face.

Of course, doting is still doting, and the truth should be explained clearly to Han Huang. After all, he is having fun now, and there is a first time for everything, so he cannot be allowed to develop bad habits.

"I know." Han Huang then sat down, picked up the fishing rod with both hands, and stared at the lake resolutely. Of course, he was also extremely affected by the outside world. Han Yi patted Han Huang's little head with a smile and praised in his heart:

It's a good seedling! But it still needs training.

After half a moment, a fish finally took the bait on the lake. Han Yi stopped his rod, while Han Huang jumped excitedly and said: "Okay! Grilled fish! Steamed! Grandpa, I want to eat fish!"

Han Yi laughed, and the smile in his eyes became more and more cheerful. He looked at Gao Lishi aside and said: "Go! Bring the cake!"

"promise!"

After the grandfather and grandson played around for a while, Han Huang jumped onto the carriage and returned to the prince's residence under the protection of Jiang Wei. Han Yi watched the carriage flee away, and the smile in his eyes also subsided.

The happy moment is over, the next step is...

"Your Majesty! King Zhou Nan sent someone to hand over the abdication letter!" Gao Lishi enshrined the bamboo slips in his hand. Han Yi was slightly startled. After a while, he turned back and stared at Gao Lishi and said, "Don't read it. Spread the news and burn the bamboo slips.

Tell everyone in the world that you will not be tolerated if you persist!"

"No!" Gao Lishi chuckled. This time, he already gave in twice, but there was still one more to go.

Yangzhai, royal palace

King Zhou Nan sat on the bamboo slips and took a deep breath. Listening to the report of the ministers below, King Zhou Nan felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He sighed and said: "Tell Han Sizhong to prepare a carriage for me. I want to go to Chang'an in person.

Submit your abdication letter!”

"Your Majesty, you can't do that... Zhou's 800-year-old foundation is just...!" The eyes of the ministers behind him were filled with blood and tears, and they all cursed Han Yi for not being framed by others.

King Nan of Zhou looked up to the sky and sighed: "The era of the Zhou Dynasty is over, and the world has fallen into the hands of Han Yi. Although Gu is the emperor, he is actually a puppet. Although Han Yi is called a subject, he is actually the emperor, but he is just a name.
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