In a big city somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, there are poplar flowers for ten miles, and hundreds of generations of passers-by.
On a painting boat somewhere, literati and poets were splashing ink, chanting to the wind and the moon, listening to music and having a massage, and they were so happy.
Suddenly someone said: "Have you heard that the Heavenly Holy Army of the Demon Sect has conquered ten cities and is about to attack Jiangnan!"
"It's strange, why don't the big factions take action?" A young man waved his fan and said without any worry.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. The Demon Sect is just a pioneer. Those big sects are all cunning and cunning. How did the Great Yan Dynasty establish it? Isn't it because they selected the most promising force and supported it?"
Someone shook his head and said.
He spoke to a middle-aged scholar, whose clothes were ordinary, even a little old, but clean.
"Oh, Brother Li, you know a lot. The night is just right. Why don't I tell you about the general trend of the world and which force is most likely to be chosen by them?" Someone ordered a pot of good wine for the middle-aged scholar and said.
"That's fine," the scholar said, and immediately became interested, "Speaking of which, the power of the world will inevitably divide after a long time of unity. Now that the Great Flame has nearly three hundred people, it is time to separate again."
"There are Tatars in the north, bandits in the west, demonic sects in the middle, and chieftains in the south. Flowers are blooming on all sides, and five directions are unstable. Although we are trying our best to control it, there are too many constraints. What can we do?"
"Can the Great Yan be revived?" someone asked expectantly.
"Great Yan cannot be revived. There are too many causes and effects, too deep grievances, heavy taxes, and corrupt officials. The martial arts sect will no longer support him. The assassins who appeared in the palace a few days ago were their work." The scholar shook his head.
"Oh, there's this thing? We haven't heard of it."
"Haha, I only learned about this from an old friend in Beijing. Experts can come and go freely in the palace, how can the emperor sit still?"
"I see, with so many ills, it seems that the Great Yan Dynasty is about to end!" Someone said sadly.
"In Brother Li's opinion, why did Great Yan reach such a state?" someone else asked.
"Alas, the death of Great Yan was caused by the rule of officials. Officials are like human teeth. When they are new, they are as white as jade and very strong. After eleven or twelve years, they are contaminated by all kinds of filth and gradually decay and shake. After thirty or forty years, they are as white as jade and very strong.
, they fell off one after another, and at the age of seventy or eighty, there were not many left." The scholar surnamed Li sighed.
"Brother Li's metaphor is excellent. Just like Magistrate Hong of our city. When he first came here, he did a lot of good things. But as time went by, he was dragged into the trap by those wealthy businessmen. Money must be discussed in everything. If you have money, you have reason. If you don't, you will have money.
Money just doesn’t make sense.”
"Well, no one is immune to bad teeth. Unless you are extremely cautious, no one in this dynasty will be immortal." Everyone shook their heads.
"Yes, yes, it will not be easy for Dayan to persist for three hundred years."
"It's all the fault of corrupt officials."
At this time, the owner of the painting boat accompanied him and laughed: "Fellow talents, let's not talk about the court. Let's just eat vegetables, drink wine and listen to music!"
"You common man, I, Dayan, never shut up my words, not those barbarians, what are you afraid of?" The scholar surnamed Li drank too much, and did not pay attention to the kindness of the owner of the boat. He said loudly, "Just now, there was a brother
Ask me who the martial arts sect will choose, and I won’t give in. I’ll tell you right now, they will choose the Tatars this time!”
"Why?" Everyone was shocked!
"Yes, even if they have a blood feud with the Demonic Cult, they won't choose the Heavenly Holy Army. They can also choose a vassal town, or a bandit? Why would it be the Tatars?"
"Ever since the barbarians entered our Long-Han land, they have been the Hu-Han people. Now that the Han power has passed, it is naturally the Hu people's turn to get lucky." The scholar surnamed Li shook his head.
"This, this is too unreasonable, there must be one, two, three, right?" Someone still questioned.
They cannot accept being ruled by the stinking Tatars, who have to kneel down and be slaves, and I heard they have to cut their hair.
This is simply unbearable.
"You really want to know?" The scholar surnamed Li looked at them with pity.
"Want to know."
"To serve wine, ask for good wine, from 1582!" said the scholar surnamed Li.
"Brother Li, what does 1582 mean?"
"Hey, you are ignorant and incompetent. This is the Western way of recording the year. It is simple and convenient. It is much more convenient than the Jiazi Year, which is the wine that has not been in the year." The scholar surnamed Li laughed.
"Okay, have you read XX's "On Human Land"? After four or five generations, a family of five can multiply into a family of hundreds if the weather is good and they live and work in peace and contentment, but the land will not increase. The land for five people can be raised
How can a whole family of people live in peace and order?"
"Who can solve it? A saint? An emperor?"
The scholar surnamed Li looked around.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in silence.
"Is it possible to improve the land holdings?"
"If the farm property can be slightly increased, can it be increased twenty times?"
Everyone shook their heads. They were all landlords. Everyone knew that even if an acre of dry land was turned into irrigated land, the yield would only be doubled. How could it be twenty times?
"So what does Brother Li think should be done?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"The barbarian's sword." The scholar surnamed Li said coldly.
"This, this, is too cruel. Nine rooms out of ten are empty!"
"It turns out that listening to you is better than reading hundreds of years of books. I have woken up!" A student cried bitterly.
"Yes, where can such a truth be mentioned in the Four Books and Five Classics? Brother Li, you are truly an unparalleled talent. Why doesn't the imperial court use you?" Someone said aggrievedly for him.
"Haha, those supervisors all know this truth. Killing people is like grass. Those supervisors who think that they have been suppressed and healed all understand this truth. It's just that sages rule the world with benevolence and filial piety. Who will declare it? I will say it.
Even if I am treasonous, how can I be used by the court? If I am not beheaded, the court is already magnanimous." The scholar surnamed Li fell on the table.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I have been confused for most of my life, and I only heard the real truth today. This brother is really as talented as Zhuge. What a pity, what a pity." An old scholar sighed.
"So, in this land south of the Yangtze River, are we going to kill 90% of our people in the future?" someone said in panic.
"If you want to settle down, I'm afraid so." Lao Juren sighed.
"What should we do? Is there a paradise in the world?"
"Live in seclusion in the mountains and come out again when the world is at peace."
"It's not easy to live in seclusion in the mountains. I have a friend who wanted to be a hermit in the mountains. But when winter came, he got cold and couldn't find a doctor in the mountains, so he died of the illness."
"Riding on the sea?"
"The sea is not a good place to go. I also have a friend who wanted to take refuge at sea, but he encountered a storm on the way and was drowned."
"This won't work, that won't work either, what should we do?"
"It's very simple, take refuge in the person with the knife in advance."
"Oh, so you want to join the Tatars?"
"No, not necessarily. Brother Li said that whoever can make a sword can be selected by the big faction and win the world. Hu people are cruel and are naturally gifted with swords, so they will be chosen by the big faction."
"I understand, I'm going to join the bandits, let them kill more people, kill many people, kill all the people in the house, and then the world will be peaceful." Someone vented.
"I'm going to see the Heavenly Holy Army. They don't kill people. Why can they still stabilize the county?"
