Di Xin looked through the noble files. The thick inheritance of various nobles made Di Xin's head hurt, and he stopped reading. It was really complicated and difficult to explore unless he was a member of his own clan.
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As soon as Bigan came in, he looked at the thick files of noble inheritance and had some thoughts in his mind.
Di Xin, who was pressing his temples, saw Bigan coming and did not ask him to salute. Instead, he spoke directly and said, "Uncle Wang, I want to know how powerful the Chaoge nobles are. I hope Uncle Wang can tell me."
Bigan immediately understood that the king might want to take action against the nobles.
After thinking about it, he said, "Your Majesty, our Yin and Shang aristocrats are roughly divided into clans and descendants of sages. Due to marriage, adoption, etc., it is difficult to distinguish between the two. Among them, our Yin and Shang royal family can be divided into close branches.
Clan and distant branch clans, sages can also be divided into descendants before Emperor Yu, descendants after Yu Xia established the country, and descendants of meritorious officers and soldiers when Cheng Tang founded the country, etc. "
"In Chaoge, there are generally twelve groups of great nobles, and the rest of the nobles, large and small, are attached to these twelve great nobles."
"Six of these twelve great aristocrats are clans, four are descendants of sages, and two are descendants of meritorious deeds."
"For example, Huang Feihu's Huang family is the descendant family of these twelve great nobles."
Bigan generally talks about these twelve great nobles and the nobles who vassal them, and they are very powerful, big and small.
"If I want to reform the nobility, arrange all these nobles into the Presbyterian House, and abolish some noble interests, how many nobles can support me?"
When Di Xin said this, Bigan immediately exclaimed, "No! No way! Otherwise all the nobles will rebel and the world will be in chaos!"
Di Xin sighed, he also knew that this kind of thing should not be done, but with the current situation of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, unless there is a thorough change under the cauldron, the nobles will be like maggots, constantly sucking the national fortune of the Yin Shang Dynasty
, and finally suffered the fate of collapse.
This is the saying that there is no immortal dynasty, only immortal nobility.
"The reform of the aristocracy is imminent. I would like to ask Uncle Wang to tell you how many of these great nobles actually support Gu."
Di Xin was not familiar with these big nobles, and many of them were not in the court. For them, being an official in the court was far less free than being among the people. Anyway, their family had a big business, and they were not afraid of the king.
Many times, the Shang kings were lucky enough to marry the daughters of these twelve noble families. For example, Emperor Xin's mother, the Queen Mother Fugui, was from "her surname". This was also a very powerful family.
The great aristocracy belongs to the descendants of the four sages. Historically, this aristocracy produced the famous wives of Wu Ding.
It's just that because Empress Dowager Fugui died early, Emperor Xin had a cold nature and had no intention of getting close to her. In recent years, she has been neither cold nor indifferent.
"If the king completely confiscates his land, wealth, slaves, etc., I am afraid that twelve major nobles will rebel. If the king slowly plans to do it, he will be supported by at most three major nobles."
When Bigan said it, Di Xin thought for a while and said, "But the Queen Mother's maiden name is the Huang family where Huang Feihu lives, and the Mei family where Dr. Mei Bomei lives!"
Speaking of which, the surname of Mei, where Dr. Mei Bo lives, is also a descendant of Chengtang. According to legend, the descendants of Taiding, the son of Chengtang, were considered one of the clans. Later, they were granted the title of earl, and their fiefdom was in Meidi.
It was precisely because Uncle Mei was the head of the Mei family that he dared to challenge Di Xin several times until he could not come down. This was his confidence.
"One clan, one sage, one meritorious service, but this support rate is a bit low."
Di Xin was mumbling, but Bigan didn't understand what this support rate was at all, thinking he was talking about it again.
"Uncle Wang also doesn't support reforming the nobility?"
Bigan was stunned when Di Xin suddenly asked him, but then he reacted and said, "I support any decision made by the king."
Bigan is a recent branch of the clan, and is naturally not among the twelve nobles who have been passed down for a long time. However, Bigan can be the sub-prime minister, and has always represented the interests of the entire clan as the leader of the clan, so he is naturally quite powerful.
Bigan's unconditional support made Di Xin very satisfied. Then he thought about it and said, "Uncle Wang, why don't we
How about you two go to Ji Xing's courtyard to see Gu's uncles?"
After hearing this, Bigan agreed.
So the two of them drove to the aristocratic district of Chaoge.
The courtyard with the surname Ji, the left and right sides symbolize both civil and military personnel, and the stone lions of wealthy families, guarding this huge family with eager eyes.
The most famous one among them is the sacred text in the middle, the word "女". According to legend, it was obtained by Fu Hao during the expedition. However, later generations had limited qualifications and did not know its meaning, so they only used it as a decoration to demonstrate virtue.
Di Xin was dressed in casual clothes, sitting on an ordinary bicycle frame, and went straight here. Because there was no explanation before, he could only hand in the roster, and the huge formation immediately attracted onlookers.
The people all speculated who the noble man on the chariot was.
Not long after, the middle door of Ji's courtyard opened wide, and the head of the family came out with more than a hundred people, men, women, old and young.
Only then did the people realize that the person inside the chariot was extraordinary. When the curtain of the chariot was opened, the human king Di Xin appeared directly on the chariot.
At this time, many people suddenly realized, and many people knelt down to show respect for the human king.
"The captured prince Ji Xinjia and his second and third brothers are here to pay their respects to the king!"
A middle-aged man wearing a Bohou crown knelt down directly. Di Xin quickly got out of the car and helped him up.
"Uncle, please get up quickly. Zi Shou can't bear the gift from uncle. Isn't this a slap in my face?!"
As the saying goes, don't slap someone with a smile when giving gifts. Di Xin showed a very low profile, which immediately attracted the favor of many people.
But none of these old foxes know how to act.
Immediately Ji Xinjia's eyes filled with tears, two lines of tears flowed down, and he said, "Your Majesty has taken great care of my entire Ji Xinjia clan, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
After hearing this, Di Xin couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He had never taken care of them, and even marginalized them several times.
But on the surface he was not angry, and kept saying, "Uncle, get up quickly, I feel ashamed for having to suffer alone."
Seeing that the fire was almost done, the prisoner Ji Xinjia stood up, took Di Xin's hand, kept saying good things, and said how good it would be for Empress Dowager Fukui to live until now.
Suddenly, many people in the Ji family shed tears.
"But Zishou is here!"
At this time, a woman came out, and she looked very similar to his mother. Emperor Xin was surprised, and then said, "But in front of my grandmother!"
Di Xin didn't know much about his surname, and he never thought that his grandmother was still alive.
The grandmother in front of me has gray hair and is already in her eighties. However, her head and eyes are clearly clear, and her body seems to be very strong.
Grandma took Di Xin's hand, looked at it, and shed two lines of tears.
"Poor Kui'er, I haven't seen such a handsome son. My miserable Kui'er."
Grandma cried bitterly, while the people next to her surnamed Ji shed tears.
"Mother, welcome your son in quickly. Are we going to recognize each other at the door? Don't let others see it as a joke."
At this time, more and more people gathered at the door. When Ji Xinjia looked at it, he couldn't help but frown.