I don't know the working principle of this thing, but the bronze parts slide smoothly and the mechanism is tight, it's simply ingenious.
Upon entering Chaoge City, the city was bustling with activity, with pedestrians thronging the streets, presenting a prosperous scene that showed no signs of the end of the dynasty.
Bo Yi led Yang Cheng to the royal palace in Chaoge, which was rather small and looked unremarkable.
When the soldiers guarding the palace saw Boyi return, they hurriedly said, "Commander, the king is not here; he has gone to the Deer Terrace."
Boyi nodded and led Yang Cheng to the other side of the palace.
"Since the Deer Terrace was built, the king has rarely stayed in the palace, spending most of the year there."
Look, that's Lutai over there.
Following the direction Boyi pointed, Yang Cheng saw a thousand-foot-tall pavilion standing atop a high platform not far from the Chaoge Imperial Palace, appearing even more magnificent and imposing.
Chaoge City is already over a thousand meters high, and this Deer Terrace is even higher, a thousand feet high, as if one could truly reach out and pluck the stars with one hand.
"Your Majesty has built such a wasteful and extravagant palace, and no one has complained?"
Bo Yi said unconcernedly, “There will definitely be criticism. Those ministers always like to grumble and complain. Even the traitor Zhou Wu brought up the Deer Terrace.”
However, the Shang Dynasty palace has not been repaired for many years. How can it be worthy of the king's achievements?
"Your Majesty has fought a lifetime of wars, winning every battle and always leading from the front. Now, looking across the borders, apart from the rebellious Zhou Wu running amok, there are hardly any enemies left. What's wrong with enjoying yourself a bit?"
Yang Cheng now realized that in the eyes of Boyi and the other soldiers, Di Xin was practically an unparalleled wise ruler and a first-rate king. Everything he did was viewed through a lens of prejudice.
After all, any emperor in history who fought alongside his soldiers and led from the front would surely be loved and respected by them.
Therefore, no matter how reckless Di Xin was, whether it was killing Bigan or building the Deer Terrace, as long as he didn't take action against the loyal soldiers at the lower levels, he would always be a good king, and his position would be firmly established and unshakeable.
Upon arriving at Lutai, Boyi announced their arrival, and shortly afterward, someone led them inside.
The Deer Terrace was built in an extremely luxurious manner, with gold and jade everywhere. Even the floor tiles were paved with white jade, and the candlesticks were made of gold.
Upon entering the main hall, Yang Cheng saw the legendary wine pool and meat forest.
On either side of the main hall are wine pools of various shapes, with a golden tree in the center from which fragrant wine flows in a continuous cycle.
The golden tree extended its branches, from which hung roasted meats, creating an enticing aroma that blended with the scent of wine.
In the center, there were also charming singers dressed in light gauze dancing, their figures alluring and slender.
Even though Boyi had seen this scene many times before and was blushing, Yang Cheng remained calm.
The ancients were too naive, even in a world with supernatural powers.
People these days are just playing with fancy tricks.
Things like Haitiansheng and Nyotaisushi.
Tsk tsk, most people can only imagine a black stockings uniform, but the scene is something most people can't even imagine.
Yang Cheng's attention was focused more on the man reclining on the bronze throne directly in front of him.
The man appeared to be in his forties, with disheveled hair, a handsome and masculine appearance, and an air of arrogance. He was shirtless, and his muscles were well-proportioned and bulging, as if they were cast from steel.
This man was none other than King Zhou of Shang, the last emperor of the Shang Dynasty, and the one who was reviled by countless people in later generations!
At this moment, a huge white tiger skin was laid on Di Xin's throne. He lay diagonally on the throne, embracing a woman with an extremely beautiful and charming appearance, a tall and alluring figure, and wearing a golden robe.
The woman exuded an astonishing demonic aura, which Yang Cheng could sense even from this distance.
Even a section of snow-white fox tail peeked out from her long robe, gently swaying back and forth on Di Xin's chest.
Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes.
Nine-tailed fox spirit, the goddess Daji?
This person seems to have become too lazy to hide her identity, or rather, in this world, her identity as a demon seems to have no significance.
King Zhou was certainly not bewitched by her.
The power of this last emperor before them was astonishing; his formidable blood and qi were even comparable to that of Li Yuanchao in his current state.
Moreover, he possesses a powerful aura that makes him impervious to evil and unyielding to all laws.
This last emperor's overall strength was even greater than Li Yuanchao's.
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