Advice... Hearing this word, Ji Pingan's smile did not change: "What is it?"
Song Yuan was stunned for a moment. The other party's reaction was a little different from what he expected. It was too calm.
He organized the language and said:
"I heard about you. You have a very good talent and profound knowledge. Such a genius should have a brighter future, instead of getting involved in other people's struggles and becoming a sacrificial abandonment."
Ji Pingan's eyes were calm, indicating that he was listening.
Song Yuan paused and continued:
"I think you are also a smart person and you should understand what I am referring to. At this point, I don't want to ask you why you chose Muyuan. You are speculative, want to provide help in times of need, or other reasons, it doesn't matter. Supervisors Geniuses are always treated more favorably.”
Ji Ping'an smiled and gestured to continue.
Song Yuan frowned, wondering if his expression was too vague, and simply said:
"Let me tell you straight, the boat of Mu Yuan is riddled with holes and will sink sooner or later. It would be unwise for you to go there at this time. But if you are willing to leave Mu Yuan, both the Water and Gold Yuan will be happy to accept you. I I hope you will think it over carefully and don’t make any mistakes on your own.”
Ji Ping'an asked curiously: "Are you a disciple of Shuiyuan?"
There is a star map of the symbol on the opponent's robe, which can be distinguished.
The young man did not speak, but someone behind him said coldly: "This is our senior brother Song Yuan."
Ji Ping'an thought it sounded familiar, recalled it, and said, "That traitor from Mu Yuan?"
Yesterday, Mu Yaoyao gave him a popular science. The name of the top disciple of Muyuan who defected to Shuiyuan with a group of disciples was this name.
Song Yuan looked ugly, raised his hand to stop the indignant junior brothers behind him, and said in a serious tone:
"I know I have a bad reputation, but I have never regretted my original choice. A good bird chooses the right tree to roost in. Xu Jianhou is not bad to me, but she is not strong enough and her methods are not ruthless enough. Sooner or later she will be deposed.
"Zhenren Liyang once said: Cultivation as an immortal means the law of the jungle and the strong. I hope you think about it carefully."
Ji Ping'an sighed and said in a complicated tone: "If he knew that this sentence would be misinterpreted in this way, he should not have said it in the first place."
"I hope you won't regret it if you are stubborn." Song Yuan shook his head, said nothing more, and strode away with a group of junior disciples.
It seems like it’s really just here to give you a piece of life advice.
The crowd watching not far away whispered.
Shi Jilun, who was in the crowd, hesitated again and again, but based on his philosophy of being wise and self-protective, he finally did not step forward.
"What a risk. Fortunately, Senior Brother Ji didn't fall for it. If he was provoked and took action, he would be in trouble for violating prison regulations." A Si Chen said in a low voice.
Another Si Chen angrily said: "The people in Shuiyuan have gone too far. They are poaching people openly."
Shi Jilun, who had sparse eyebrows, sighed and said: "Keep your voice down. We, the little shrimps, can't afford to offend such big shots. Just like the party and government in the temple, it's definitely not a good thing for little people to get involved. "
"What are you afraid of? We are Huoyuan." Someone said nonchalantly.
Shi Jilun and several Si Chen who resonated with Yinghuo Star finally chose to join the Fire Academy.
The crowd dispersed.
Ji Ping'an pushed open the courtyard door, lay leisurely in a wicker chair under the peach tree, and picked up a book.
Contrary to what people had guessed, what happened just now did not cause any waves in his heart, let alone make him angry.
After living for a thousand years, not to mention that Song Yuan was still polite. Even if he was mocked like the villain in the novel, Ji Ping'an wouldn't care.
Will the elephant care about the provocation of the ant?
"But is this just what Shuiyuan's subsequent actions will be? Or is this just the beginning?"
Ji Ping'an thought, unfolded the book, started reading, and decided to wait and see.
This book was brought back from the divine capital when he went out the day before yesterday. The interior is filled with information about the Fifth Academy collected from the underground network.
…
As Ji Ping'an expected, in the next few days, the forces led by Shuiyuan made frequent moves, public opinion was negative, and poaching operations continued.
However, after Song Yuan's defection, those who still choose to stay are all staunch "Xu" faction.
The real threat to Muyuan was when they went to receive this month's resources, they were kicked by the Tangkou.
Cultivation requires a lot of resources. There are generally three sources of resources for Star Officials:
First, each hospital obtains it on its own. For example, Xu Xiurong was injured because he went out to obtain heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Second, Qintianjian has a fixed industry, and the proceeds will be distributed.
The third is the "salary" issued by the imperial court.
But this time, the Water and Finance Institutes began to set up cards on supplies and use various means to deduct them.
Even the paperwork that Muyuan Sichen could apply for each month to practice in Xingluo Lake and other places was postponed.
It’s not that I don’t give it, but that I’m torturing you.
Many people understand that this is an attempt to suppress Muyuan in all aspects to prevent its strength from recovering.
"You have heard that Mu Yuan's application was blocked again. It almost took Xu Jianhou himself to come forward before it was finally approved." In the dining hall, a Si Chen Bagua said.
"Yes, it looks like he has completely lost his temper. If we continue to suppress him like this, we will definitely not be able to recommend any disciples to participate in the Grand Prize in the City of Gods."
"This is called pulling the fire under the cauldron. Alas, it's a pity that Ji Ping'an and Huang He had to get involved. Why did they have to get involved? The delay was in vain..." Someone shook his head and sighed.
"Shh, keep your voice down." Another person suddenly reminded.
Immediately, a long lotus-leaf skirt floated by, and Mu Yaoyao, who was carrying a wooden tray with an expressionless face, swept towards her coldly and left under the awkward gazes of everyone.
Leave the dining hall.
Mu Yaoyao returned to the Four Seasons Pavilion all the way. When she arrived, she saw her fellow disciples sitting in a circle around the stone table under the big willow tree, their faces all ugly.
"Yaoyao, what's wrong?" The middle-aged Si Li noticed that her expression was wrong.
Mu Yaoyao snorted coldly, sitting at the table and hearing the rumor retelling, the girl's fair face was full of anger:
"These people have lost their face and even blocked our resources."
The female secretary angrily echoed, rolling up her sleeves and banging the table with her arms, her chest rising and falling with anger: "It's just too much to bully people."
In the past few days, they had been filled with anger from various attacks, but they had no way to vent it.
"Don't fall into the trap, I suspect that the other party is deliberately irritating us." The middle-aged minister calmly reassured everyone:
"We have sent people to ask the prison lord. Let's calm down first and think about how to break the situation."
Hearing this, a group of star officials looked at each other in silence.
This round of targeting was disgusting. The other side did not violate any rules. They were just playing ball within the rules and repeatedly arguing.
The key point is the word "drag". As long as Xu Xiurong comes forward, what should be given will still be given... But the problem is that Xu Xiurong is recovering from injury and cannot be interrupted frequently.
Moreover, if the prisoner is asked to come forward every time, the majesty will be lost in the long run.
It's not that a group of people haven't thought about ways to crack it in the past two days, but as practitioners, if they fight with real swords and guns, even if Mu Yuan is not good at attacking, they are not afraid.
But for "political battles"... that's not the case. It's not a matter of intelligence, it's a lack of experience.
Yes, if the Qintian Prison is compared to a court, then the situation in which the five prison princes compete for the throne is just like a political fight, without any smoke.
Mu Yaoyao lowered her head in frustration, as helpless as everyone else.
At this time, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Ji Ping'an and Huang He, who was holding an umbrella for him, walked in together.
"Why are you so frustrated?" Ji Ping'an asked with a smile.
The training exercises were too simple. He stayed at home these two days preparing to break through and didn't go out much.
Mu Yaoyao looked over and was angry when she saw his smiling face, but she still patiently explained the situation.
After hearing this, Ji Ping'an smiled: "Is it just that?"
The middle-aged Si Li frowned and explained patiently: "You are newly admitted to the hospital, so you may not understand the importance of resources..."
However, the next second, Ji Pingan shook his head and interrupted: "That's not what I meant. I meant that if that's all, then the idea of breaking the situation is very simple."
quiet.
The spring breeze blew through the Four Seasons Pavilion, and the lush ancient weeping willows swayed their branches. The faces sitting around the stone table looked at each other, a little stunned.
Next to him, Huang He diligently moved a stool for Ji Ping'an and said with a smile, "My young master guessed that this would happen a few days ago."
Mu Yaoyao's eyes widened, anticipation mixed with suspicion: "How could you guess that?"
Ji Pingan Shiran sat down, picked up the tea bowl Huang He placed for him, and sighed softly: "Because the methods of political struggle are never new, and I have no confidence in human beings."
After a brief pause, the former Great Zhou Imperial Master, who had been overlooking the court for four hundred years and was second to none in the political battles in the world, said:
"If you want to break the situation, you must first understand what 'politics' is."
…
Outside the Four Seasons Pavilion.
On the bluestone path, Xu Xiurong, who is wearing a dark green official robe, her black hair is tied up with a hosta, and her temperament is soft and elegant, moves lightly.
After getting the healing medicine, she announced a retreat and tried to recover from her injuries as quickly as possible.
But today, the disciples reported, explaining the difficulties encountered in the courtyard in the past two days, and they were not allowed to ask her to come out. Xu Xiurong was filled with anger and did not dare to delay, so he rushed over immediately.
"Master, everyone is waiting for you and waiting for you to come up with an idea." The female disciple who reported the message looked anxious.
Xu Xiurong nodded and reassured: "It's okay, I'll take care of it."
But having said that, she is also troubled, has a soft temper, doesn't like fighting, and is also inexperienced in this situation.
By this time, she had arrived outside the hospital and was about to open the door when she suddenly stopped.
"Master?" The female disciple who reported the message was surprised.
But he saw Xu Xiurong's delicate ears moving slightly, listening to the voice coming from the courtyard, signaling the disciple to be silent.
