The old man in linen robe looked at the other party's empty left sleeve and said nothing. He just sighed slightly. He knew that he could not stop the other party, let alone stop him.
Perhaps he had laughed enough. The old man Qingniu looked down at the chessboard again and asked softly: "Didn't you say that the little guy from the Southeast Taoist Temple is an interesting person? How about giving him this opportunity?"
The old man in linen robe didn't want to talk anymore: "Teacher, it's up to you."
The old man Qingniu smiled softly, and casually but firmly threw the white piece in his hand towards the area of the chessboard near him.
"The future of the Eastern Region belongs to their young people after all. I am a loser, so don't block the young people from being in the limelight." The old man Qingniu said freely, as if he didn't care at all about his obviously declining aura.
The old man in Qingniu didn't care, but the old man in linen robe did. The teacher's momentum plummeted just now, which made the old man in linen robe feel very upset.
For a moment, the old man Qingniu looked at the old man in hemp robe and said softly: "Ten years ago, I was in the Qin State. The Qin State had been destroyed for ten years. Under the wave of people fleeing eastward, there was a man wearing a A young man in linen robe, he is very calm!"
The old man in linen robe knew what the old man Qingniu wanted to ask, so he simply said directly: "That's your disciple. This brat even recognized you and left without saying hello. Later I asked him about it and I found out that at that time He even broke out in a cold sweat."
"The same blood! The clothes are all the same! You are too shabby to wear a linen robe with your disciples? Besides, am I so scary?"
The old man in linen robe choked: I don’t think it’s scary. It's just that I don't see you leading the green ox to reward me for a ride. How are you from the same line?
Seeing the serious expression on the face of the old man Qing Niu, the old man in the linen robe also became serious, and then he heard this question:
“There is no food in the farmland, strange diseases, and all the wealth is gone. This is the fate of a family that has been ruined...
There is no harvest, the people suffer, but the princes die on the battlefield. This is the tragedy of a country...
However, a hegemon, a country with a strong military, a vassal state that conquers all directions and expands its territory. It fell. Was it God’s will or destiny? "
The last two words: "It's God's will" and "It's destiny". These two words seem to mean the same thing, but both of them know that they are two completely different meanings in a sense.
"It's destiny, but I didn't expect it. After all, no natives from the Eastern Region have even been to the Central Region. From ancestors to descendants, they all live guarding their own jobs - although this chessboard can predict, it is not omniscient. I didn’t know until the army from the Western Region invaded the Eastern Region.”
Speaking of this, the old man in linen robe shook his head gently and sighed in embarrassment.
"So, the Kyushu plan has also been suspended for ten years?"
Hearing this question, the old man in sackcloth raised his head in shock: "How did the teacher know about Kyushu's plan?"
The old man Qing Niu knew that the secret of this plan was very high, otherwise the Qin State would not have been destroyed for ten years, but he still looked at his cheap apprentice angrily: "Ten years ago, you still followed I looked at each other from afar - I was still in Luoyang at that time and heard some rumors."
The old man in linen robe also realized that his expression was a bit exaggerated and restrained himself.
"I didn't know it was your handiwork at the time. Later, when I saw your good apprentice in Qin State, I vaguely guessed that it was you who caused the trouble."
The old man in linen robe smiled bitterly: "Though I didn't count, I didn't even reach the other end of the ancient continent."
"One hundred secrets will eventually become sparse, and I don't blame you for this. But isn't the price of the Nine Provinces plan too high?" Thinking of the refugees who had to flee because of food sickness and all their money, the old man Qingniu thought at this time The mood is not very good.
"Teacher." The old man in linen robe looked closely at the old man Qingniu, "You have been in the Great Zhou for a long time, and you also know the thoughts of the princes in the world. When the Great Zhou was first established, the enfeoffment system was carried out... Now, many People can't sit still. The fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty is in pieces. Only those with enough luck can become the overlord of the world."
"So you want to restore your luck?"
"Yes! As long as we reorganize our destiny and work hard for one generation, it will be better than the turmoil that may last for two to three hundred years and how many descendants will suffer."
"The reorganization is complete, and then what? Who will take care of such a large piece of land in the Eastern Region? Those princes? They are gone. I am a useless person, and I don't have the thought. Can your disciples manage it? You know, Chongqing After reorganizing your luck, all that will be left behind is a mess!"
"Don't worry, teacher, there are definitely enough candidates, and they are tough enough." The old man in linen robe pointed to the east.
"School?" The old man Qingniu thought, "If it's a school, it won't be difficult. But..."
The old man in linen robe felt cold and realized something.
"What about the people? They don't care about your plans, big or small. If you take away their crops, what will you use to feed them? Besides, after all this trouble, everyone will be gone before the destiny is restored. Where will it come from? The next generation?”
"Other princes will take action, but if it doesn't work, the Academy will not just sit idly by!"
"Then tell me!" The expression of the old man Qingniu became extremely serious, "Has the Academy responded to the Nine Provinces Plan? Does it support it?"
The old man in linen robe raised his head and met the eyes of old man Qingniu.
"No, none."
"Asshole! Doesn't that expose you?"
"It's been exposed, but what can be done. Even if the academy responds, it's still exposed."
The old man in linen robes said helplessly: "Teacher, too many things have been exposed in the past few years. Everyone, you may have gradually understood some things. Some things cannot be changed, such as the Kyushu plan."
The old man Qingniu was very angry, "You can change it if you say you change it, can't you stop it now?"
The old man in linen robes shook his head and said: "It won't work. Once the plan is started, it cannot be stopped. It must be completely ended. That is the real end. So if nothing goes wrong, now Beiyan and Nanchu are in a state of anger. Their luck had already fallen by half, and they realized something, but they didn't say it out loud.
"This is a bet. Everyone wants their offspring to live a better life than themselves. Not only the common people, but also the princes and nobles have this idea. But the bet is whether this generation can survive.
“Every country is waiting, not so much for Huaigu to express its stance again, but rather for what the Academy thinks. However, the Academy has not given a clear reply in the past ten years, and some people can’t wait any longer.
"Whether it's Beiyan or Nanchu, even if it's other countries, there are always a few stubborn people in a country. They just want to guard that one-third of an acre of land, but they don't want to participate in any big plan of the Nine Provinces. What they do is completely It's because they have peace of mind. But they are high-ranking officials who want to die. If the princes don't express their opinions and foreign troops don't enter the capital, they will be killed. So how can they care about the lives of the common people!"
"Then you tell me that those die-hards in the Academy who have not said anything for ten years have expressed their stance? Are they also afraid of death? They don't want their students to live a better life, instead of worrying about the war affecting the safety of their families? Aren't they afraid of war? Happened, talents withered, and after hundreds of years of strife, was there no one to support the world?"
The old man in linen robe seemed a little confused, but fortunately, a voice from outside could shout at this time: "Disciple and grandson see their master, and disciples see their master. This is the news that just came from the academy. The academy has stated that it will fully support the Kyushu plan. "
"Who expressed this?" The old man in linen robe was a little afraid to face his teacher, eager to confirm whether this life-saving straw was safe.
"Returning to Master, the person who made the statement is the current Grand Priest Liquor, Chun Da Ji Liquor. Just now, Chun Da Ji Jiu informed all the princes and forces in the name of the Academy that the Academy will fully support the Nine Provinces plan."
Hearing this, the old man in linen robes couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He looked at the old man Qingniu whose expression was somewhat relaxed and said: "Teacher, look, you can rest assured now. If the Academy comes forward, who dares to do this in the Eastern Region?" Don’t obey?”
"Of course." Old Man Qingniu breathed out secretly and smiled slightly, "Leave those stubborn old men to me."
