A Millennium Aristocratic Family Starting from the Shang Dynasty

Chapter 569 Expansion Pack Taiping Road

The sun and moon reincarnate, time flies, and dynasties change, which has its own reason.

Emperor Xiaohuan and Wang Yan conquered the world in a few years, and then recuperated. Politically, officials governed the Qingming Dynasty, and restricted the powerful and noble officials and families. Encourage commerce and encourage agriculture and mulberry cultivation. In ten years, the world will be in great order. It has been nearly a hundred years since Emperor Xiaohuan passed away.

The Daqian Kingdom has lasted for nearly four hundred years, but now the Daqian Kingdom has become old and dying.

During the period of Emperor Xiaohuan, although the war caused heavy casualties, many long-standing disadvantages were eliminated with the help of the war. Let Daqian have a brief moment of reflection.

But as decades passed, Daqian's shortcomings became more and more serious. Until now, it is even worse than before Emperor Xiaohuan.

The world is turbulent, like a surging river, and no one knows what will happen next second.

Although the Daqian Academy is larger and has more people than before, there are far fewer enthusiastic scholars than before.

What's more important is that the consequences of Luo Mang's last reform have been affecting him to this day. They don't want to suffer the war that spreads across the country.

The current scholar group is no longer the passionate scholars of a hundred years ago. Over the past hundred years, these scholars have evolved into a sect of Confucian classics.

Confucian classics no longer value bloodline as much as the former official families and noble families did. This kind of Confucian classics family is based on family and master-disciple relationship.

They value talent, morality, and mentoring. Even if you are just a commoner, as long as you show your talents, those high-ranking families will marry you, and various financial aids will come to you in droves.

He can transform you from a commoner to a wealthy family overnight.

Then someone will teach you various classics, someone will recommend you to the court, and then you will have a beautiful wife, concubine, gold, silver and jewelry, and you will be promoted all the way. How many people can refuse?

I don't think many people can resist.

These seemingly free gifts have actually been marked with prices. After accepting these gifts, you need to act for the benefit of your school of scriptures.

Originally, these scholars wanted to serve the country, but now they have to consider the interests of their group of Confucian scholars first, and then the interests of the country. As a result, the court will naturally never be the same as before.

Party strife has emerged, various political deals have emerged, and Daqian is rapidly falling into the abyss.

In the sky, clouds were billowing. In the cave world, Daqian's luck is still bright, but if you look closely, you will find that this luck has obviously become weak.

The First Emperor looked at the great luck in the sky and pleaded with his ancestors.

"Ancestor, is Daqian really hopeless?"

Zijue looked at the sky calmly and said calmly: "How can there be an eternal dynasty?"

"Daqian has been prosperous for four hundred years and has brought Zhuxia to such a height, which is already very good."

"Heaven will not always love the family. Even if I take action, I can protect it for a hundred years, so what if it takes two hundred years? The backlash will only be greater by then!"

At this time, suddenly a meteor rushed into the sky from outside. The meteor fell quickly, split into countless light spots in the sky, and then turned into a meteor shower and fell to the earth.

As the meteors fell, purple light spots flickered faintly among the star-like light spots. Zijue knew that it was the newly born purple energy of destiny.

"Ancestor, is that the birth of a new destiny?" asked the First Emperor. Just now he felt the same feeling as him.

As the bearer of Daqian's destiny purple energy and the awakener of the dragon souls of Zhuxia, he is also unique. "Destiny appears and Daqian is about to die? What should the family do?"

"What's the future for the Wang family?"

Zijue smiled slightly and said, "Hasn't the family already prepared a retreat? Whether it's the Western Regions, Ryukyu, or Lingnan, it's all fine!"

Zijue has enough confidence to protect his descendants. Even if the Great Qian collapses, he can still use the cave world to take away the Wang family.

There are only a few thousand direct descendants of the Wang family now, and there is no problem even if they are allowed to live in the cave world for decades.

["The new destiny and destiny are born, and the old destiny is about to end, just like when King Wu defeated Shang, Yin and Shang collapsed, there was no stopping it, Huai State destroyed Zhou, and established the world again."

"How can anything in this world be eternal? Even the mountains and the earth will experience vicissitudes of life. The glory of Daqian has shined for four hundred years, but it will eventually extinguish."

"The glory of Daqian has ended. The inspiring and indomitable spirit of the past has dissipated. What is left is just a bunch of stupid calculations and a rotten body."

"In this endless darkness, the great sage with the mission will break through this heavy darkness and bring light to the people of the world!"

'The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand! If you are in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous! '】

A system prompt sounded in his ears, indicating that the four-hundred-year destiny was over. Without Zijue's intervention, Daqian was helpless. The contradictions in the world have accumulated to their peak, just like the turning of the annual rings of history, they are unstoppable.

The end of the Daqian Dynasty is coming.

An inexplicable glint flashed in Zijue's eyes, as if he remembered something. In the endless darkness, a tall and thin figure wearing patched Taoist robes appeared in his mind.

Then there was a sigh.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, the early spring breeze blows across the earth, and the willow trees on the river bank quietly sprout new buds.

The Central Plains has a prosperous population and developed commerce. Now, the ice and snow have just melted, and there are already business travelers on the road.

The farmer was working in the fields, and a large amount of Han water slipped from his dark and rough skin, soaking the soil under his feet.

Looking at the luxurious carriages coming and going on the official road, they are spring outings of the city's powerful and aristocratic families. The carriage passed by, carrying a hint of fragrance. A trace of envy flashed in the numb farmer's eyes.

Once upon a time, he had also dreamed of living in such a luxurious car, with a horde of servants, and a life without worries about food and clothing. Unfortunately, this scene would always remain in his dream.

Farmers keep their heads down and continue to cultivate the land. If they don't work hard or are lazy in farming, they will starve again when the harvest comes.

They have tried their best to stay alive.

The daughter has been sold to a wealthy family as a slave, the land belongs to the wealthy family, he has become a tenant of that family, and the son has become someone else's slave.

Just to have a bite of food and to survive.

But this is good, at least for large households to farm land, although the rent is high, but there is no need to pay grain taxes, no need to do hard labor, and you can live more comfortably.

(End of this chapter)