Priceless: A widow with a baby asks the prince to marry again

The old man paused in a trance.

Chu Shiyu analyzed coldly: "Your dynasty has been attacking foreign countries for many years, and you are indeed brave and good at fighting. Your iron hooves once stepped as far as the Danube River. Although you say that fighting supports fighting, how can you maintain a strong army by relying on looting alone?"

"They occupied the land but did not know how to govern it. They only relied on heavy taxes to exploit the people. Even in good years, all the crops were sent to the army, and the surplus was fed to horses, cattle and sheep. The people still could not get enough food."

"How can hungry people maintain their morality? Then the horrific vegetable market will naturally appear. It is reasonable that you will become a vegetable."

The old man closed his eyes heavily and sighed slowly: "Every sip and every bite is predestined, everything is cause and effect."

Seeing his dejected look, Chu Shiyu couldn't help but wonder: "Are you disappointed with your dynasty and looking forward to its demise?"

"How can it be!"

The old man refuted with rare excitement, but after refuting, he immediately showed grief, and his clear eyes were filled with tears...

"No matter what... no matter what, they are still my... relatives..."

Chu Shiyu didn't care about being reprimanded, but asked in confusion: "If you remember this in your heart, why don't you intervene? Instead, you indulge in the art of divination and stay in the Baitian Temple all year round without leaving your house?"

The old man tried to hold back his tears, but still couldn't hide his bitterness. He asked helplessly, "How could a prince be allowed to stay in the Baitian Temple without leaving the house?"

Chu Shiyu paused, then immediately realized what was happening and said, "You are under house arrest, trapped in the Baitian Temple?"

Taking a deep breath, with difficulty, I buried the sorrow that had never subsided deep in my heart...

The old man calmly recounted the past: "At that time, I was taken to the vegetable market. The kidnapper was eager to destroy my body, so he sent me directly to the slaughterhouse, and the butcher was slaughtering a child of about four or five years old..."

"That child was young and ignorant, shouting for his parents... I thought that child was abducted by kidnappers like me... But the cold-blooded butcher laughed at him and said, 'You were sold by your father, so calling God might be more effective than calling your parents.'"

"The butcher cut the child's throat with one knife... While bleeding, the kidnapper kept urging him to kill me first, and the butcher also came towards me with the butcher knife..."

"I was shouting, I don't know if it was because of what he said, but I was shouting for God..."

The old man shook his head and laughed at himself, "The butcher laughed at me again. When I got to him, I cried to the heavens and the earth for help but no one answered... But that time it worked immediately. The door was kicked open by the guards they called in, and I was saved from the butcher's knife."

"The kidnapper, the butcher, and everyone related to the Vegetable City were executed, including their families. Hundreds of people died. But I was terrified and frightened. The death of the child is still vivid in my mind. I fell seriously ill and cannot get up..."

"The shaman said I was haunted by a ghost and that I could only recover if I resolved the hatred of the evil spirit. I told him about the child, and someone found the child's family. Then they brought the father who sold him and killed him in front of me."

"My illness has indeed healed, but I still have nightmares... This matter has become a knot in my heart. I no longer have the desire to play around as I did in the past. Finding the Vegetable City and destroying it is the only thing that can comfort me."

"But the Vegetable Market is like weeds in the wilderness, it is impossible to eradicate it and it is impossible to stop it..."

The old Taoist sneered and said, "I have killed tens of thousands of people for this reason. But one day, a great scholar who had been in seclusion came to see me and said that I would be a benevolent monarch. He was willing to assist me and help me eliminate the Vegetable Market..."

"You know, our dynasty does not accept Confucianism, but I was haunted by nightmares and was eager to find a solution, so I listened to him patiently for a long time."

"He said that no matter what ethnic group people are from, they all have basic good and evil, and it's just that the Han people are in a difficult situation, which led to the birth of Vegetable Man City... Just like what you analyzed, if the root cause remains unchanged and the demand is still there, Vegetable Man City will be revived."

Chu Shiyu understood that being eloquent was a basic ability of a great scholar. Since Seriguleng gave the great scholar a chance to speak, he must have been convinced.

The old man sighed and said, "I didn't believe it completely. Then I kept tracing the origins of Cairen City... and then I realized that it was just as he said. In the final analysis, the reason lies in the unequal systems of the two ethnic groups. The conflict between the Han people and my ethnic group has reached the point where they are like water and fire."

"And I discovered that Cairen City is just a tiny part. In fact, the entire country has already fallen into a precarious situation... It's just been suppressed by a tough hand and has not yet erupted. Father and others are confused by the magnificent achievements in front of them and think that it is an ironclad country."

"After that, I spoke in the court, pointed out all the hidden dangers, and publicized them publicly, intending to promote a system of equality between the two races." The old man was in a trance.

Chu Shiyu said in a deep voice: "This is not something that can be accomplished overnight. It is difficult to reverse the accumulated evil. If we want to reform the system, it will inevitably affect the interests of many vested interests, and the resistance will be huge."

"Yes...it was just that I was young and energetic at that time...I thought I could turn the tide." The old man said in a trance.

"In the end, I directly interfered in government affairs, providing food and clothing to appease the rebels instead of suppressing them with force... But my father was very disappointed in me and thought I was being soft-hearted."

The old man said sadly: "Father has really started to consider it. Many people have advised us to appoint a new crown prince..."

Chu Shiyu guessed, "So you began to lie dormant, obeying your father's wishes, and trapped yourself in the Baitian Temple, pretending to be obsessed with Yin-Yang metaphysics in order to delay the decision to change the crown prince."

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This purpose is real, but it is not fake... In fact, ever since I was rescued by shouting 'God', I have always believed that praying to God is useful."

"So after I realized that the normal way was not working, I chose the place of house arrest myself... Baitian Temple, the name means praying to the heaven, and it is full of works and books on studying the mysteries of the heavens."

Chu Shiyu was slightly stunned, and asked in surprise: "You want to save the country with metaphysics?"

"Well... I am quite talented in this area. After studying behind closed doors for a while, I have gained something..."

The old man's face showed pain again, and he murmured: "But the more I study, the more desperate I become. No matter how I calculate... my life is about to end..."

"But you didn't give up, did you?"

Chu Shiyu tried to put himself in his shoes. If he were in his shoes, facing the inevitable ending, he would still struggle.

"How can I give up...How can I give up...How can I just turn a blind eye..."

The old man's tears finally fell, and the expression on his face was unclear whether he was crying or laughing...

"But I had no skills at that time. I only relied on the little insights I got from the fog to try to change the fate of the country... I did a lot of things, even sending people to kill a beggar who was destined to establish a new dynasty."

"But the result is even worse! The country's destiny was advanced by ten years! I didn't expect Chu Yuan! He would have died because of my secret interference and armed suppression!"

A mouthful of bright red blood gushed out, but it did not stop the old man from cursing like a madman: "I just realized! It turns out that God is the most unfair existence! God never lets people have whatever they want!"