"What? You plan to make me the governor of Huowu City?!"
A mansion with its own large flower garden in the inner city has been given to Xuan Weizi by Nelem as a gift. Xuan Weizi sat under the eaves, facing an artificial pond and fountain outside, looking at
Rosalian was lying down and resting comfortably under the shade of a tree. A small yellow butterfly landed on the tip of her nose, causing Rosalian to turn over and continue to sleep soundly.
Opposite Xuanweizi was Esther, who had just been brought from the prisoner of war camp. When he heard Xuanweizi's words, he stood up in fright, causing the small round table filled with food plates to shake uneasily.
"Don't be nervous." Xuan Weizi held a beautifully carved glass cup in his hand, which contained the Yangyuan flower dew tea he had prepared himself. With the calm and leisurely demeanor of a superior, he leaned back on the chair and said:
"This is a proposal made by Lord Nelem and I, and it has been approved by him. I plan to let you serve as acting governor first, and then let you become a full member when the situation stabilizes."
Esser was trembling all over, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead: "I, I used to be the executioner, and the chief advisor..."
Xuan Weizi laughed secretly. Esser still retained the memory he had fabricated for him. Even though Nelem's mistresses and children were not "killed" by him personally, after all, they had once stood on the opposite side of Nelem. They were also imprisoned in the prison before.
In the prisoner of war camp, thinking about his possible fate and the future of his wife and daughter, he was in constant panic.
"Look at you, you are so hungry and thin, you should eat something first." Xuan Weizi said, "Don't worry, as soon as the fighting in the city ended, I asked Mr. Nelem to send someone to protect your family.
Don’t let them be affected.”
Esther relaxed slightly and sat back on the chair. His stomach immediately made a growling sound of hunger. He looked at Xuan Weizi awkwardly, staring at the table full of mince pies, sausages with sauce, and slices of bread sprinkled with spices.
Saliva secreted rapidly in his mouth, and he could not eat enough in the prisoner of war camp.
"You're welcome." Xuan Weizi waved his hand, then turned his gaze to the flower garden.
The original owner of this luxurious mansion in the inner city was a representative of the Chamber of Commerce. Because he funded gangs in the city to cause damage, Forsman hanged the whole family like bacon, leaving the mansion vacant.
In fact, Nelem also couldn't stand these representatives of the Chamber of Commerce who were secretly cultivating power in Huowu City. Some of them were not just negotiating and doing business for the sake of business, but they also thought about how to make a fortune and make a fortune.
In the past, Nelum's governance was relatively loose. He turned a blind eye to black market hemp shops and smuggled contraband. However, he organized unemployed refugees into gangs and thugs in the city and relied on various unscrupulous methods.
They appropriated many ordinary shops to line their own pockets, and also made the city's municipal administration chaotic and difficult to manage.
But now it's good, Fusman is leading the imperial army to occupy Huowu City. As the "Son of the Fire Demon" who is used to fighting on the battlefield, he will not talk to these chamber of commerce representatives about leaving the show with dignity and sending gifts out of the city. As long as he gets a little bit of evidence and news
, it is as simple as the soldiers coming to the door, arresting the person and imprisoning him, then pronouncing the sentence without any objection, and finally executing him without any delay.
From this aspect alone, Nelem has to thank Fursman for helping him deal with people who were inconvenient to deal with before.
"Can you still say that?" When Nelem heard Xuan Weizi's explanation, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Xuan Weizi said: “If you want to break the operating model of established interests, you must either subvert it from the bottom up, improve it from the top down, or directly collapse in the face of external impact.
If people who live under the operating model of established interests are not deprived and devastated, it is actually very difficult for them to actively and consciously make changes. Even if there is a slight loss, or even if the life situation is not as good as before, they always look forward to others.
To change, I hope others will take the lead in the charge, and only blend in when they see the dawn of victory.”
Xuan Weizi took back his thoughts and said to Esser: "After you take office, you have several important things to do. The first is to re-establish communication with the representatives of the Chamber of Commerce so that they can maintain their confidence in Huowu City."
Esther ate the fruit filling at the corner of his mouth, and after swallowing it with difficulty, he said: "I will try my best, but the representatives of the Chamber of Commerce in Huowu City also have to rely on the output of a large number of handicraft workshops in the city. The current situation in the city..."
Although Esser is the dispatch officer of the Imperial Legion, he is not the kind of person who sits in an office and reads reports. He knows very well that the prosperity of Fire Dance City is mainly based on a large number of handcraftsmen. Just like the armor and weapons of legionnaires.
, were all made piece by piece by them, and gradually formed a wide variety of divisions of labor.
Even if it is an ordinary breastplate, in addition to the main plate armor, there are also various small and large parts such as belts, buckles, and rivets. So much so that there are dedicated independent workshops and craftsmen responsible for even the final polishing and enchanting of the breastplate.
The inner shell carvings are all done by specific craftsmen or masters, rather than all being done by one armor shop.
Xuan Weizi said: "Just say what you want to say."
"Lack of money." Esser tried not to express it too radically: "It's not that I'm short of money, but I want to restore production in Huowu City. Money is needed in all aspects. Due to the previous battle, the city was damaged and tools were also lost.
After all, people need a place to live and tools and utensils at hand so that they can produce better.
And all of this requires money. But now these ordinary craftsmen can't afford it at all, so it's good that they don't become poor in the city. By the way, I heard that Dr. Olenso... you once made Canned Street a
Are you getting rich?"
"Wealthy is far from what we can call it. It's difficult to even feed and clothe the people there." Xuan Weizi replied frankly.
Esser said: "This is already very difficult. It is the most difficult thing for a group of poor people who have no future and are abandoned and disgusted by others to get a slight improvement in their lives, especially when they are given hope and opportunities."
Xuan Weizi said with slight approval: "In the process of rebuilding Huowu City, many opportunities will indeed be created, even if it is the hard work of building urban buildings... I will talk to Mr. Nelem about money and ask him to come up with it."
A reconstruction fee is also a low-interest loan provided to craftsmen. Can I rest assured that I leave these things to you?"
Xuan Weizi's words were ordinary, but they sent chills down Esser's spine. As a former legion dispatcher, he didn't know that this kind of thing could be very profitable, but at the same time it was also very risky. After all, many people were watching.
Not to mention the legion background that he cannot erase, even his own wife and daughter are in the hands of the other party.
Esser stopped eating and drinking, stood up slowly, and said to Xuan Weizi in a pleading tone: "Dr. Olanso, I am very grateful to be appreciated by you. Originally, I was already despairing about the future, but today I
There are some things that I have to say no matter what. And I know that once I say these words, not only will I lose the opportunity you gave me, but I may not even be able to save my life, so I just hope that you can let me go first.
Wife and daughter.”
Xuan Weizi sat still and took a sip of Yangyuan Flower Dew Tea. Rosalian seemed to notice something in the distance. After she woke up, she ran over, jumped on Xuan Weizi's lap and meowed.
"That's it, I'm not used to helping people take care of their funerals. I'm not used to helping people take care of their funerals." Xuan Weizi said, but he didn't bother to look at Esther and just pinched the pink flesh pads on Rosalian's paws.
.
"What are you going to do with the remaining soldiers of the legion?" Esther clenched his fists. No matter how hard he maintained his strong will, he was still so nervous that his whole body was tense, and he was even about to cry:
"I know that the chief advisor wants to execute them all, but they are just ordinary soldiers who obey orders. Their parents are waiting for them to return home, and their wives and children are also looking forward to seeing their father again.
them……"
"They asked you to say these words, right?" Xuan Weizi interrupted Esser's words.
Esser's body was a little weak, and he supported the table to stand up, and replied: "They do want me to convey it to you, but this is what I want to say...after all, I have been with these soldiers in the legion for a long time, and I have been with them for a long time.
There's not much difference between brothers."
Xuan Weizi turned his head, looked directly at Esther and announced a series of numbers: "Four thousand six hundred and fifty-nine."
"What?" Esther didn't understand. Is this the ransom price for the captives given by "Doctor Olenso"?
"Four thousand six hundred and fifty-nine people. This is the number of natives who were burned to death by the 'Fire Demon' Sidons. They are on this land beneath our feet." Xuan Weizi said: "I want to ask you something.
, since the 'Son of the Fire Demon' became the commander of the legion, how many natives have he and his soldiers killed, and how many people have lost their children, brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, fathers and mothers?"
Esther froze on the spot, unable to answer at all. Rather, he never thought there was anything unusual about killing the natives and seizing the land. Isn't this kind of thing the most normal thing in the New World?
"Isn't it the most normal thing?" Xuan Weizi listened to Esther's thoughts and relayed them without any disguise.
But Xuanweizi did not force Esther to understand. Rather, it was simply the most useless thing to expect the colonists to understand the suffering of the natives.
"I have other plans for the legionnaires. It is impossible to release them. This is my greatest tolerance."
, may not be enough to obtain corresponding returns.”
"Sorry, I didn't understand what you meant."
Xuan Weizi said: "The supreme commander of the New World Empire Legion, Marshal Cavendish, announced early this morning that the actions of the legion led by Fusman in attacking Huowu City were arbitrary and arbitrary. The Empire Legion as a whole will not be responsible for this...tomorrow
You can probably see the news in the newspapers."
When Esser heard the news, he nodded silently and said in a low voice: "Yes, yes, we failed. We just acted arbitrarily and it has nothing to do with them."
"So even if I let these surrendered legionnaires go, the best outcome for them would be nothing more than being dispersed and incorporated into other legions. As for the worse end, haha..." Xuan Weizi said: "Okay.
, if nothing happens, you can go home to reunite with your family, and go to the Governor's Mansion to take office tomorrow. As long as you get things done, you will naturally have a stable future."
After waving his hand for Esther to leave, Xuan Weizi sat there with his eyes closed and meditated when Rosalian asked: "I find that you seem to have changed."
"Where has it changed? What has it become?" Xuan Weizi asked.
Rosalin shook her little head: "I can't say, I just feel that you have become smaller, not in terms of size, but more, more... simpler?"
"Was it possible that I was complicated before?" Xuan Weizi stroked Rosalian's back, letting her inner strength condition her muscles and bones.
"You were very complicated before. No one could understand what you were trying to do." Rosalin felt very comfortable being touched, and she made a soft meowing sound from her mouth.
"Everyone will change. The focus is not on the change itself, but on mastering the internal motivation and external factors of change. From 'being able to know', 'being able to move', to being 'able to change'." Xuan Weizi said: "Ordinary people are often
Changes are forced after receiving external stimulation. However, this change is constrained by the established internal physical and mental patterns, which is why I always feel that other people's ideas are stubborn and difficult to change.
In fact, this is too normal. It is an extremely difficult and difficult thing for people to independently seek inner changes. Who would torment themselves if they have nothing to do? The alchemy I practice, until the golden elixir is fully achieved, is all for the purpose of being able to
Change' becomes the basis."
"Uh...the people you are talking about include people like me?" Rosalian asked directly lying on Xuan Weizi.
Xuan Weizi smiled and said: "Higher intelligence itself is the product of 'change'. If there is no change, you should survive and hunt like other saber-toothed leopards, instead of thinking about yourself. This is what I always talk about.
However, I do not rule out the possibility that some alien creatures cannot pursue the profound realm of Taoism in ordinary ways due to the influence of their physiological structure."
In fact, this is why monsters often need to transform into human forms to practice. As far as Xuan Weizi's previous life was concerned, the human furnace coincided with the natural laws of heaven and earth.
It's just that the laws of the two worlds are different, and there is no very obvious convergence in the evolution of intelligent life. This is why Xuan Weizi is willing to share his cultivation experience with Rosalian. Looking for similarities in the differences, he often points directly to the world.
The path of rules and regulations.
"I seem to understand a little bit." Rosalian twisted her body, crawled onto Xuan Weizi's chest affectionately, and rubbed her cheek back and forth.
Xuan Weizi looked down at Rosalian's somewhat infatuated look and said, "You have been successful in cultivation during this period. Your meridians have become generally clear, and your vitality is naturally activated. You can only feel the 'inner movement' in a stagnant environment.
It must be very intense at this moment, right?”
"Hmm, I seem...not feeling well." Rosalian pulled at Xuan Weizi's collar, but her claws were limp and lacked strength, and her little body actually felt slightly warm.
Xuan Weizi touched Rosalian's back, sensed it carefully, and said in his heart: "The activation of vitality has caused the spiritual sense to be overly sensitive, the mind is impure, and the fire is biased. It is actually the calamity of Dan Fire first, which in turn triggers
Lust calamity?
At this time, she should be taught how to tame the fire in her heart... No, her understanding is average, and she can't do anything like Vipassana. She should first regulate the fire in her body, perhaps disperse the fire incarnate, and exercise her muscles and bones, so that she can 'return to the human body and change shape'
In addition to physical and mental practice, it also provides an additional means to strengthen the body."
Xuan Weizi was still thinking here, but found that Rosalian's little body was getting hotter and hotter, and seemed to be a bit heavier. Immediately, it seemed that some boundary had been broken, and suddenly the whole body glowed, and a tall and tall figure appeared.
The brown-skinned woman was sitting astride Xuan Weizi, and the tight muscles between her waist, legs, buttocks and back were like a seductive female leopard.
Her shoulder-length black short hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks and neck, transforming into a human form. The naked Rosalian opened her blurred eyes, with ripples of light flowing in her burgundy pupils. She exhaled hot breath from her mouth and nose, and her arms were unknown.
When she hooked her head behind Xuan Weizi's head, she heard her voice sound slightly hoarse and mature: