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Chapter 274: The Good Fruit of Fire Kirin, the Plan of the Twins of the Academy, You Should Be Famous Throughout the World

There seemed to be no one in Gongyang Suwang's palace, so the movement of the claw reaching out from the darkness brought with it an indescribable sense of oppression and power, firmly grasping the little Qilin's head.

bass!
The sharp claws popped out and caught the little Qilin.

A grim voice came from the shadows. The tone was solemn and compassionate, but it also made people feel a chill down their spine:

"Come on, there are many more..."

"It's a good fruit to eat."

Fire Qilin's eyes were filled with tears.

Li Guanyi said: "Senior?"

The old Qilin's voice was calm and slow: "Only after learning can one know one's shortcomings, and only after teaching can one know one's difficulties. Qilin indulges himself outside the world because of his simple nature. However, blindly indulging himself is not the right way."

"Jade is not cut, not a device."

"Marquis Qin Wu, do you want the Fire Kirin to grow freely without learning?"

"Even if you agree, I am his elder, and he and I are the only two Qilin in the world. I cannot let him do whatever he wants. I need to teach him all the knowledge and magical powers of the Qilin lineage."

Li Guanyi: "He said three years have passed..."

The old Qilin said slowly: "Time flies by, day and night."

"It's just a minor trick in the ancient Confucian way."

"The Fire Kirin is gifted with extraordinary talents and a long lifespan. It can withstand the changes of time in a short period of time, but humans are different. Well, you can go, my friend. You also have things you want to do, don't you?"

The old Qilin looked at Li Guanyi in front of him and said:

"I have been watching the changes in the academy."

"The original Master Su Wang was unwilling to write down his thoughts and pass them on to future generations. The first classics of Confucianism were all recorded by his disciples and finally compiled into a book. The Master himself was a "transmitter, not a creator."

"Because once he passed down his words and deeds in writing."

"People in later generations will distort his original meaning and use his authority to promote their own ideas. If everyone does this, Confucianism will decline."

“But his disciples did it anyway.”

"Even if there are pure people, the desires of the human heart will still slowly accumulate. I also hope that you can go further. As for this little guy, leave it to me."

The old Qilin's eyes dropped and looked at the fire Qilin.

A cold smile mixed with kindness appeared on His face.

"Come on, there are still good fruits to eat."

"Didn't you say that the more the better?"

"Are you going to eat enough?!"

Fire Qilin struggled and said, "No, I'm full, full!"

"I, I have indigestion!"

"My, my, my, I have no appetite!"

The Fire Kirin's claws popped out and gripped the ground tightly.

"It's okay, hehe... Isn't this old man still here?"

The old Qilin's voice was gentle and kind, and the fire Qilin's red scales had turned white.

The old Qilin dragged the fire Qilin inside, and the little Qilin's power exploded, tearing large pieces of torn and shattered lines on the ground. It struggled anxiously, and a scorching high temperature erupted.

Silently.

The ground was torn and melted. His scratches turned the blue brick ground into a lava-like state, leaving behind a large area of ​​slowly flowing golden-red magma. The scorching heat caused the air to distort.

Both one's own strength and degree of concentration have been greatly improved.

But it's of no use.

The Fire Qilin was dragged back bit by bit.

The lava magma created was directly suppressed by the old Qilin.

"Too tender."

The old Qilin walked back as if holding a naughty kitten, and his retreat speed was very steady. He disappeared into the darkness little by little, and his scales and mane, which had turned pale due to the passage of time, swayed slightly.

The kind face disappeared into darkness, carrying a sense of oppression.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of good fruits."

"Can't eat it."

"I'll feed you."

“Stop eating!!! Aa ...

boom!
The door of King Gongyang Su slammed shut, and the screams of the little Qilin were suppressed. Li Guan was dumbfounded, and shook his head with a wry smile. As an elder and one of the only two Qilins in the world, the old Qilin wanted to make up for what the little Qilin had wasted in his five hundred years of happy life.

The Fire Kirin lies flat.

The old Qilin slowly raised his claws and said slowly: "You should also be able to feel the changes in you in the past three years. At this moment, you can already defeat the you who just stepped into Zhongzhou."

The Fire Kirin murmured, "I don't want to eat the fruit anymore."

The old Qilin did not answer, but said: "You are by his side, you should know that what Li Guanyi wants to do is bigger than his father. His father only offended the State of Chen, and what he wants to do is to challenge the past order of this world."

"Wen Lingjun's strategy allowed him to temporarily put on a disguise."

"But the fangs will eventually be exposed, and when that day comes, the whole world will be our enemy."

The old Qilin sighed, his voice was kind but regretful:
"You are going to see what happened to Duke Taiping happen again."

"Watching Li Guanyi die in front of you?"

The Fire Kirin's scales glowed slightly with a hint of red-gold.

The old Qilin looked at him with a kind tone. The ancient Confucianists believed that teachers and friends should speak frankly, so his words were just like the Master's, direct, sharp, and merciless, tearing apart the demonic barrier in Fire Qilin's heart:
"If you don't work hard before something happens and feel sad after it happens, it's just weakness; and if you have experienced sadness once and still don't make progress, then it's just weakness."

"It's even worse than a lowly horse."

"You were blinded by the natural power of the Qilin. You did not think about making progress before the incident, and you were even sad after the incident. You are stupid and weak. If you are stripped of your Qilin identity, what are you?"

"Kittens and puppies are begging for fruit with their cute and silly looks."

"And then you watched your second comrade die in front of you without being able to do anything?"

The Fire Kirin growled, "Shut up!"

A ball of fire crashed towards the old Qilin.

The next moment, the dark yellow front paw pressed on the top of the Fire Kirin's head, pressing him down. Smoke and dust spread, and the land below instantly turned into magma. This place almost turned into a volcano. The Fire Kirin struggled hard, and the old Kirin looked at him and said:
"What is this anger, this tears?"

"Can you change the world like this? Can you bear the name of Xiangrui like this? Just a simple word makes you angry."

The Fire Kirin struggled to get up after a fight.

The Fire Qilin had exhausted all its strength and lay there. The old Qilin had gone somewhere unknown. When it came back, it was biting a huge bamboo basket and placed the basket there. There were all kinds of fruits in it.

This old Qilin followed the first generation of Confucian masters in ancient times.

He indeed gathered up much good fruit.

Old Qilin followed the Master's teachings.

Not only can he fight, but he can also speak.

Hit those who can fight until your opponent is at a loss.

What he said could make one's heart collapse.

The only thing he encountered was a certain swordsman. The old Qilin did break the swordsman's Taoism. However, after the swordsman became angry, his sword intention became even more determined. He was careless and only had one of his horns cut off.

The old Qilin lay there, staring at the little Qilin quietly.

The basket was made of bamboo from Nanshan Mountain and was very big.

The whole body of the little Qilin was curled up in the bamboo basket. He had just been beaten by the old Qilin. He was crushed half to death from the heart, spirit and body. His nose and face were swollen, but he was still grunting and biting the fruit.

The old Qilin stretched out his paw to touch his head.

The little Qilin snorted and turned his head.

Then he lowered his head, took a bite of the fruit viciously, tears streaming down his face and sniffing. People said that Qilin reaches adulthood at the age of 500, but that is not true. Qilin has a long lifespan, and if converted into a human life, the Qilin at this moment is only about a twelve-year-old boy.

Fire Qilin was thinking in his heart while crying.

snort!
Okay, okay, I will become a heartless Qilin who only knows how to practice and study, and I will not pay attention to you anymore.

Then he took another bite of the fruit viciously.

Chew chew chew.

The old Qilin handed over a good fruit, stretched out his big claws, and pressed it on the little Qilin's head. The little Qilin struggled for a moment, failed, and simply ignored him and swallowed the fruit in big mouthfuls. The old Qilin smiled gently and said:
"The world is going to change dramatically."

"It took me three years to integrate your power."

"There are still fifty-seven days left."

"Fifty-seven days, reaching the Grandmaster level in the human world is not a difficult thing."

? ? ? ?
In just two months, the divine beast could leap into a new realm?

The old Qilin said leisurely:

"If you can't get through, just stay here."

"When are you leaving?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Then wait until all the students in the academy have finished their studies, until all the horsetails in the South Mountain have turned into pens, and until all the white papers piled up in the North Storehouse are filled with words, and all the food in the world has been eaten up, then I will let you go."

Huo Qilin was overjoyed: "It's a deal!"

Chew chew chew.

Fire Qilin realized something was wrong.

"Um???"

"Are you kidding me?"

The Fire Qilin stared at Him with eyes wide open.

Then the old Qilin laughed out loud, feeling extremely happy.

Ever since the death of the first master.

He had never been so happy again.

Master, you said that if you don’t know life, how can you know death?

To be too old to die is to be a thief.

I wish you were still alive, Master.

........................

The situation in the world was turbulent like waves, and chaotic like a whirlpool, but in Zhongzhou, the very center of the whirlpool, there was an unusual tranquility and peace. The entire Tiance Mansion was deserted, and although some students came and went pretending to pass by, no one set foot in.

Li Guanyi was very bored as there was still a month before the emperor's hunting trip.

The tradition of autumn hunting seems to be even earlier than the time of Chidi.

Feng Xiao didn't bring anyone back.

It seemed that he was reluctant to give up such a top-notch wine as Qianrizui.

What hurt him more was the loss of the wine than the fact that someone was outside and not in his camp. One day, he had mustered up the courage to go look for that person, but when he got there he still couldn't bear to pour out the wine.

Li Guanyi laughed to himself but didn't take it seriously. He poured a dou and a liter of wine for Feng Xiao, thinking that if he could see that cheap big brother again someday, he would definitely say some nice things to him and ask that big brother to give him more good wine.

But he didn't know that at this time a silver-haired man with slightly blue eyes was about to bite his steel teeth to pieces.

Every day Li Guanyi and Yaoguang played a kind of chess game which was very popular among the people.

Then he went to the academy to visit several palace masters, to meet the Mohist master and the Su Wang, and then to chat with Master Wang Tong. The great grandfather just read books, not just fighting with swords, he didn't even touch the sword now. The only ones who changed were Wen Lingjun and Wen He.

Wen He and Wen Lingjun discussed the current situation of the Qilin Army, and then Wen He said that he had one million taels of silver. Wen Lingjun remained silent for a long time. Based on Wen Lingjun's insight into the situation and Wen He's methods, the two of them decided on a plan.

They began to let the Qilin Army purchase food.

Acquire on a large scale.

They had a full one million taels of silver in their hands. For an individual, this was actually a terrifying number. The news that the Qilin Army had begun purchasing grain was soon discovered by the major families in Zhongzhou.

The aristocratic family and Li Guanyi are confronting each other. Although they have not completely torn their relations apart, their relationship cannot be considered harmonious.

Naturally they raised their prices.

But Wen Lingjun was buying rice even after the price had increased.

The noble families reacted quickly.

"An enemy is an enemy, and silver is silver."

"A position is a position, and a transaction is a transaction!"

"Hahaha, Qilin Army, I'm afraid the major families in Jiangnan are not cooperating. The Qilin Army alone doesn't have enough food, so they have to buy food from us. Humph, the price has increased so much, so we still have to buy it!"

"Qilin Army, stupid, stupid!"

"He's stupid and has a lot of money!"

The major families in Zhongzhou drew grain from all over the place, and then sold it to the Qilin Army at a high price. Because Wen Lingjun was there, it was not easy to raise the price too much, and soon, the Qilin Army had a large amount of grain reserves.

But soon, the Qilin Army purchased grain, and the aristocratic families directly raised the price, which brought negative effects.

The price will increase when selling to the Qilin Army, but what about selling to ordinary people?
“Of course the price will have to go up.”

Cui Haomin, the head of a noble family that was related to the royal family by marriage, turned the precious agate ball in his hand and said slowly, "If we don't raise the price for these people, what will Li Guanyi do when he buys grain from these people?"

"Wouldn't that really allow Li Guanyi and the Qilin Army to take advantage of us?! Besides, I already know the news from Jiangnan. The noble families there have suffered great humiliation from the Qilin Army."

"Hey, I'm afraid now that I know the hardship, I have no choice but to buy food."

"We have some connections with the Jiangnan family, so we have to help them."

His subordinate hesitated and said:

"But what if the people rebel?"

Cui Haomin said calmly: "That's how the common people are."

"They are treacherous and cunning. They say there is no food, but there must be something hidden under the well. There is food on the roof, and even on the walls. There are rice cakes made of food that are dried and then stuffed in. When something goes wrong, they take it out, soak it in water and make it into paste to eat."

"You and I have seen it many times."

"The people cannot die. Look at the world, batches of peasants have died. If we relax our control over them, in ten or twenty years they will grow up like weeds in spring, clamoring for land and food."

"Besides, if they come to make noise."

"Just say——"

Cui Haomin paused and said calmly, "It was Li Guanyi of the Qilin Army who bought up grain recklessly, causing the price of grain to rise."

"……Yes."

Such things happened everywhere, so ordinary people could still hold on, but a large number of people whose land was barren or whose land was taken away and who could only do odd jobs for rich families could not hold on.

The noble families did not give more money, but instead raised the price of grain dramatically.

Finally, some people couldn't bear the hunger anymore and went to the Qilin Army's camp with tears streaming down their faces, hoping that they would not be required to purchase food anymore. A gentle voice came, saying, "Sir, please get up."

The man who was just struggling to hold on raised his head and saw a gentle young man. The young man could not bear it and said softly, "We still have to continue buying food."

"However, it is also our responsibility to collect grain if you are suffering so much."

The man opened his mouth. He knew it was not the Qilin Army’s fault.

The Qilin Army purchased grain, but the aristocratic families took advantage of the opportunity to raise the price.

It was clear who was at fault. The man burst into tears and said, "But, Master, please, I have a son and an old mother at home who only depend on me. The food supply has doubled now, and we have no surplus food at home. We can't survive."

Wen Lingjun said, "Then, Your Excellency is kind and cannot bear to see the people starving and thirsting."

"Open a porridge shop here."

"Relieve the people."

This news spread quickly, so the people came here bravely, but they needed to work here to get food, so those who planned to take advantage of the situation retreated.

Cui Haomin heard this and sneered at his friend:
"Li Guanyi really can't let go of his false reputation."

"Haha, he bought some food to help the Qilin Army, but ended up getting harassed by those thugs, right? Now, he spent all his money, but he didn't have any food left. He also left behind a bunch of thugs who ate his flesh and drank his blood."

"In this way, Li Guanyi is also pitiful."

"In that case, let's drive those peasants over there."

Cui Haomin made a move and said calmly:
"Their land is already in my house anyway."

Only a dozen days had passed, and the porridge shops of the Qilin Army had grown larger and larger. These people brought their families with them, and in order to be able to eat porridge as soon as possible, they simply found a place to lie down and nestled near the Qilin Army. More and more people came, and the aristocratic families were all watching the joke.

"In this way, the money we save every day is wasted. What a pity, what a pity."

"My heart aches, hahaha!"

"Give the silver to the mud-legged peasant, ahahahahaha!"

Inside the Tiance Mansion, Wen Lingjun and Wen He were playing chess.

Wen Lingjun made a move and asked in a gentle voice, "How is it?"

Wen He said happily: "My lord's one million taels of silver are like burning."

"A little less every day, a little less every day."

"You are so ruthless when it comes to spending money in your schemes!"

Wen Lingjun said: "Well, I mean, how many people can be taken away in the end?"

The Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion were ostensibly trying to purchase grain, but in reality they were taking advantage of the hostility of the aristocratic families to gather the people.

Wen Lingjun and Wen He both knew very well that the aristocratic families in Zhongzhou became aristocratic families because they sucked the blood of the common people; while the aristocratic families in Jiangnan became arrogant because there were not enough common people in the Qilin Army.

What he and Wen He saw was the most important part of the entire world.

The people and the people’s will.

Wen Lingjun said softly, "Before the world goes into chaos, take away all the people who are bound to die in the chaos. This is the first plan. The noble families in Zhongzhou will quickly weaken without the people under their feet, and the Red Emperor's family can hold on longer. This is the second plan."

"The aristocratic families in Jiangnan will be counterbalanced by the sudden increase in manpower of the Qilin Army. This is the third strategy."

"With this plan, we can protect the Red Emperor, weaken the aristocratic families, strengthen the Heavenly Strategy, and win the hearts of the people."

"Is this enough for us to join Jiangnan?"

It is precisely because of the mobility of the people that porridge shops provide porridge and the army purchases food that it is common, so the change can be smooth. Wen Lingjun said softly:
"If you are fully prepared, your mind will be lazy; if you see things often, you will not doubt. Yin is within Yang, not opposite Yang. The sun is the moon."

It is the so-called concealing the truth from the heavens.

Wen He said nonchalantly, "The Emperor's hunting trip next month will probably be the last peace. After that, the world will be in chaos. I let these people work every day. On the surface, they are ships that transport grain, but in fact, they are the structure of Mohist mechanical ships."

"When the world was in chaos, all the princes of the various countries took up arms, people were in a panic, and the hearts of the people were filled with fear."

He picked up a black chess piece, his eyes calm:
"When the princes and lords took up arms for the world, there was only one person protecting the people. Under these two contrasts, great fame in the world is within easy reach, and a considerable number of people will flee their original places and join the lord."

"The State of Chen raised its army, and the State of Ying took up arms."

"Only my lord can gather the people together, and the two can be compared to each other, and then there will be a difference between the upper and the lower. When the curtain of the world is lifted, Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang will appear..."

"I'm sorry, but I can only let your lofty ambitions become the foundation for my Lord to step into the world."

"In this way, my lord can be invincible. Before the world is settled, no prince will want to kill the lord and arouse the anger of the people."

"My Lord, peace be upon you."

In a hundred years of worldly life, self-preservation is the most important thing.

Wen He said leisurely: "The enemy's harm is great, so we should take advantage of the situation."

"A slight opportunity is always there, and a slight advantage is always there. Shaoyin, Shaoyang."

"Even if Zhongzhou is a broken carriage, it still has a lot of nails that can be used."

The black and white chess pieces fell, making a tinkling sound on the wooden chessboard.

Feng Xiao next to him was just drinking.

The chessboard where the black and white chess pieces were fighting was like the whole world. This was the first strategy that the two of them prepared for Li Guanyi and the Qilin Army, and their pledge of allegiance to this cause.

"Take it away while the world is in chaos."

"If what happened at that time was really as you and I speculated, I think there would be more people coming to seek refuge along the way. The food bought with one million taels of silver could support this number of people."

Wen He stretched out a finger and said calmly, "One hundred thousand households."

"Operate it, there will be more."

Feng Xiao grinned: "You two are so cruel."

Wen He said, "Is it cruel? The general direction of this strategy was pointed out by Ling Jun."

"I just changed it a little bit again."

"After all, I took one million taels of silver from the Zhongzhou family."

"The noble families in Zhongzhou are so petty and they hold grudges."

"I will definitely want revenge."

"They are too powerful. I am very afraid of them. As long as I think that the Zhongzhou family can still jump around and act tyrannically, I will not be able to sleep well, eat well, or tie up people properly."

"I feel very uncomfortable and have no appetite."

"So I want to directly extract the foundation and bones of the Zhongzhou family."

"See if they can still be arrogant?"

"One million taels of silver, the beginning of the chaos in the world, the chaos piled up together, in exchange for 100,000 refugees to flow into Jiangnan, to strengthen Jiangnan and weaken the aristocratic families. Then, by virtue of your fame, you can divide the aristocratic families in Jiangnan and take all the benefits. This is the Jiangnan that belongs to you completely and thoroughly."

“It is the foundation for us to gain a foothold.”

Zhongzhou is a turbulent place.

The strongest sword maniac in the world is about to face his final battle.

The teacher reads, the king strikes his sword.

Two of the strongest counselors of the younger generation in the world are about to set foot on the world.

Wen He sighed:
"I haven't even been to Jiangnan yet, and I've already spent so much money."

"I just don't know if the lord will think this one million taels of silver is worth it?"

"It was like burning money every day. One million taels of silver were burned through in more than a month."

Wen Lingjun said: "Your Excellency may be poor in wealth, but your name is known all over the world."

"Moreover, we can save the first group of people who died in the chaotic times and who can't even get enough food to eat. Given your character, he should say this..."

He made a move and said in a cold voice, "Big profit."

As time goes by, in Zhongzhou City, military advisors and counselors compete with each other, heroes come and go, emperors rise up, and heroes confront each other. Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang do not see each other, and Li Guanyi finally welcomes the second most important thing to Jiangnan.

The scholars in the academy discussed philosophy and debated the various schools of thought.

At this time, a group of carriages came slowly from the direction of Chen State.

The cavalry led the way.

The man driving the carriage was holding a handful of fragrant salt-baked peanuts in his arms. A flag was hoisted high beside the carriage, with a large character with a white tiger pattern on it.

【Xue】.

(End of this chapter)