The history of the struggle of the God of the Stove

Chapter 15
Huang Feihu's position is high and powerful. Although he has some good friends, they are either ministers or generals. It is inconvenient to talk to them about these complaints.

After getting to know Qi Yuan, he felt that Qi Yuan was of high moral character, and he refused the reward from King Zhou. When people keep things in their minds for a long time, they will feel very uncomfortable.

In fact, what he wanted to express the most was his dissatisfaction with King Zhou. He remembered how heroic King Zhou was when he took the throne in the first few years, he was so ambitious, and he led a large army to fight everywhere.

Perhaps the long-term coldness of the high place, coupled with the slander of some treacherous villains, made King Zhou more and more proud, and felt that everything in the world was under his control. I never took it to heart.

Indeed, with the foundation accumulated by Dashang over the past 600 years, even if most of the princes in the world rebel, it will be difficult to shake the foundation of Dashang.

However, King Zhou, a majestic monarch, hangs around the harem all day long, and Daji, relying on King Zhou's favor, not only imposes various cruel punishments, but also begins to interfere in political affairs.

This is not a good sign.

Qi Yuan should listen to the story about what Huang Feihu said.

Otherwise, what else could he do?
He's just a cook, and an old guy who doesn't know how many years he can live. He doesn't know how to govern the country, and he doesn't know how to fight. Is it impossible for him to go to the battlefield with a kitchen knife and fight people desperately?

However, Qi Yuan came from a peaceful age after all, and there is inevitably some kindness in his heart. He knows that this will be a chaotic world that will last for many years, and it will only become more chaotic in the future. Would he like to see Are countless people displaced?
Doesn't he want the world to live a peaceful life sooner?
He must!

War has always been cruel, and no one wants to live a peaceful life.

However, even if Qi Yuanwen can stabilize the country, martial arts can stabilize the country, and possess the ability to calm the world, so what?

What is involved now is not only the change of dynasty in the human world, but more importantly, it coincides with the killing of gods, the heavenly court is short of manpower, and the three religions are discussing the deification of gods. It is impossible for Golden Immortal to reverse the general trend.

Since there is no ability to change the torrent of the general trend, it can only go with the flow.

Therefore, Qi Yuan taught people cooking skills without paying a penny. He did this not only for his own calculation to be able to become a god, but also for the better life of the human race in this era. .

Even if only a small part of the people benefited from his actions, that would be enough.

Looking at those simple people, looking at those disciples who happily thought that after learning a few cooking skills from him, they would be able to live a good life in the future, he always felt a little pain in his heart.

Many times, he hated his useless kindness.

He was thinking, if he was a heartless villain, he wouldn't feel this way.

Looking at Huang Feihu who was drinking heavily in front of him, Qi Yuan suddenly found himself envious of him.

It's not that I envy his high position and authority.

It's not because I envy him that he is destined to become a god in the future.

What he envied was that Huang Feihu could still confide his anguish and worries in front of him.

And to whom can I tell my thoughts?
He couldn't say a lot of things, and he could only keep many things in his heart.

Qi Yuan, who was disturbed by Huang Feihu's words, let go of his usual burdens and drank heavily. Although the alcohol content of this kind of rice wine is very low, it is not suitable to get drunk, but if he drinks too much, he still feels a little dizzy a feeling of.

Qi Yuan laughed at himself secretly, and he didn't know if it was because everyone was intoxicated when he was not drunk.

Unknowingly, time passed slowly, and the sky gradually dimmed.

The disciples had already bid farewell and went home. Jiang Ziya, who was staying here, lit the oil lamp and put it on their table, only then did the drunken two come back to their senses.

Huang Feihu shook his head, and stood up staggeringly: "It's getting late, so don't disturb my husband's rest, and I'll have a drink with him later."

Qi Yuan got up to see him off, and said: "Although Wu Chengwang is here, don't dare to say anything else, I still have enough good wine and food here."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Huang Feihu laughed loudly, and with the support of the guards, he rode on the Five-Color Divine Bull, and said, "It's enough if you have Mr.'s words, and you will have to bother me later."

"Uh……"

Qi Yuan's eyes widened: "I'm just talking, why do you take it seriously?"

Huang Feihu rejoiced: "Haha, if a gentleman says a word, he will whip the horse quickly, how can the gentleman break his word."

"You foodie, it's better to come here less often. With such a big appetite, one person eats more than several people. Do you think I'm not tired of cooking?"

Qi Yuan complained endlessly about Huang Feihu's appetite. This guy is really good at eating. I still remember the first time I invited Huang Feihu to dinner. Because I didn't know his appetite, I had to cook several times in succession to feed this big belly. Han, really tired.

"hey-hey."

Huang Feihu couldn't stop laughing.

For a man with such strong martial arts skills like him, it is necessary to practice martial arts every day and eat more than ordinary people.

Although the human race occupies the fertile land of Kyushu for reproduction, is it safe?
not at all!
The monster race is powerful, even though it is far inferior after the ancient war, it is still stronger than the human race.

If it weren't for being too scattered and following the law of the law of the jungle, the human race would not have been able to take the opportunity to gain its current status.

Even if the human race had the Three Emperors to suppress luck, they could not really suppress the monster race.

Among the countless mountains, forests and rivers, there are figures of monster races, one by one relying on supernatural powers to wantonly mutilate the human race and feed on the human race.

Some didn't even bother to actively hunt for food, and directly forced the human race to sacrifice boys and girls for their enjoyment.

If Huang Feihu and his powerful human races did not exist, after generations of continuous fighting, most of the monster races in the hinterland of Kyushu could only hide in the mountains, forests and waters, and the suffering of ordinary human races would have increased countless times .

Watching Huang Feihu's figure gradually disappear into the night from afar, Qi Yuan couldn't help sighing as he looked at the few pedestrians on the street.

"Why is sir sighing?"

On the side, Jiang Ziya asked a little strangely.

In his opinion, Qi Yuan's character is enough to be respected. Although Qi Yuan often teases himself, he can see that Qi Yuan has no malicious intentions and is just joking with him.

Qi Yuan didn't look back, he was still looking at the street, looking at the houses built of wood, earth and stone on both sides of the street, and asked softly: "Now the world is chaotic, with frequent wars. The burden has increased a lot. Ziya, tell me, if the war continues for a long time in the future, how much suffering will the people of the world have to suffer?"

Jiang Ziya's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect Qi Yuan to say such a thing.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "Sir, don't worry, there must be a reason for the chaos in the world, but the chaos will definitely not last forever, and there will be a time of stability in the end."

"Hehe, I hope so."

Qi Yuan showed a mocking smile, and he didn't know whether he was mocking himself or Jiang Ziya's words.

(End of this chapter)