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Chapter 670 Meeting again
Although the huge Han Empire has now become corrupt, the real contradiction in everyone's eyes is still the struggle between imperial power and aristocratic families.

This is a meat eater's world.

No one cares about how the people below are living, or whether they can survive.

As more and more land was annexed, homeless people had no choice but to sell themselves to those "noble people". If they were lucky, they could not only survive but even live a good life.

But these are only a minority after all. Most of them are treated as consumables and eventually die in some unknown corner.

This is what Zhang Jue saw.

He did not have the knowledge of later generations. He only knew that the Liu family's empire was sick. However, it was easy to cure people, but he had no experience in how to cure the empire.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest."

The old man, whose age seemed inconceivable, drank the magic water in the ceramic bowl with his cracked palms, and he became much more energetic.

"How old are you, father-in-law?"

Zhang Jue was doing what he used to do, but now he was the only one around, and he would not feel at ease until he saw the talisman water was drunk.

"I am thirty-two years old!"

The old man held up three fingers, with a hint of pride in his tone.

Thirty-two.

Zhang Jue pursed his lips and said nothing more.

He didn't know what to say.

This was the third place I had visited after killing the county magistrate. Everything I saw was still the same as before, with people everywhere unable to survive. In addition, there had been constant natural disasters and food shortages in recent years, and all kinds of tragic events had become commonplace.

But on the contrary, the lives of the wealthy, the gentry, and the aristocratic families not only did not get worse, but became even more extravagant.

I heard that His Majesty, who is far away in Luoyang, is going to build a new palace.

The reason was simple. His original space could no longer accommodate the increasing number of beauties.

How to rule this world?
Seeing more and more poor people coming here after hearing the noise, Zhang Jue numbly distributed the talisman water one by one. Those smiling faces filled his heart with pain.

This world shouldn't be like this!
Where is the answer?
Zhang Jue didn't know how he left. When he came to his senses, he found that he had unknowingly come to the river.

The moonlight reflected on the water, and the waves caused by the breeze made it look full of an illusory beauty.

Gululu.
Along with the rumbling of his stomach, a scent of food came from the right. Zhang Jue walked over subconsciously. After about a hundred steps, he saw a fire burning under a big tree. At the same time, a familiar face came into view.

"It's you?"

He cried out in surprise.

Amber flipped the branch in his hand, and the fat from the fish belly dripped onto the flame, making a hissing sound, and the fragrance became stronger.

"What a coincidence, Taoist priest, where are your two disciples?"

“They returned to secular life.”

Zhang Jue strode forward and finally sat down opposite him: "I didn't expect that we would meet again."

“Fate is a very wonderful thing.”

Amber smiled slightly. He didn't expect that he would run into him again when he just went out for a midnight snack: "Compared to last time, you don't look so good, Taoist priest."

"There's something on my mind."

Zhang Jue suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him: "Last time, Your Excellency said that saving the world is difficult. I have also been thinking about this issue recently, but I don't know where to start."

"Oh?"

Amber stopped flipping her hands and said, "What has the Taoist priest experienced that makes him have such thoughts?"

"Well, it's nothing, I'm just very disappointed."

Zhang Jue sighed, looked at the starry sky and said quietly: "Physical illness can be cured, but if the human heart is bad, it is difficult to cure it. If it is just one or two cases, it will be fine, but if the whole world is like this, it will be terrible."

"So, you plan to save the world?"

Although Amber was asking, her tone was very certain. The man opposite had finally taken that path, which meant that he would not live long.

"Please give me some advice, sir."

Zhang Jue did not deny it. "To be honest, I am ashamed to say that as early as last month, I was already a wanted criminal by the imperial court just like you."

"Given your personality, you definitely didn't kill for yourself."

Amber tore the grilled fish in half and passed it to the side: "I don't deserve your advice, but it doesn't hurt to say a few words."

"Thank you."

Zhang Jue took the food and immediately started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Fish these days have a strong earthy smell and are full of bones, and the smell is even stronger when they are grilled.

But even so, he still ate with relish, and was unwilling to waste even a trace of fish.

Amber just watched quietly until half of the fish was eaten, then she slowly said: "Don't be so polite, I actually admire you."

Having said this, he paused, as if he was organizing his words. Zhang Jue was not in a hurry, but sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting quietly.

After a long time.

“There is no cure for this world.”

Zhang Jue heard these few words, and his expectant expression instantly dimmed: "Is there really no other way?"

"No, there is a way."

Amber denied his statement. Seeing the other party's puzzled eyes, he said softly: "Today's world is not so much the Liu family's kingdom, but rather the emperor and the nobles share the world, and the rest are just cattle and horses. But this is not right. The world should belong to everyone in the world. It's yours and mine."

If Zhang Jue had heard these words before those things happened, he would have sneered.

Since ancient times, the idea of ​​ruler-ruler relationship has been deeply rooted in people's hearts and cannot be shaken by a few words.

"But what does this have to do with ruling the world?"

he asked confused.

"If you can't cure it, overthrow it."

Amber did not keep the secret and said directly: "It is much easier to rebuild from the ruins than to make an old man rejuvenate."

"Overthrow? Rebellion?"

Zhang Jue was stunned.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?"

Amber also started to eat the fish, but spat it out after taking a bite.

Just when he was about to give the food away, Zhang Jue stopped him, "If you don't want to eat it, give it to me."

"Take it."

Amber threw the branch over.

"Can I really do this?"

Zhang Jue was chewing on the fish and fell into self-doubt.

The Taiping techniques he practiced were comprehensive, including Taoism, thunder magic, calling the wind and rain, and turning beans into soldiers. If he spent more time and created Taoist soldiers and yellow turban warriors, an ordinary person could even confront ordinary military generals head-on.

And if they can form a formation, it will be even more amazing.

When it comes to strength, Zhang Jue believes he is no less powerful than anyone else in the world.

But even so, the prestige accumulated by the Han Dynasty over three hundred years could not give him any confidence.

“You certainly can’t do it alone, but you’re not alone.”

Amber's eyes were deep.

(End of this chapter)