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Chapter 193: How can the common people of Li find peace when they resort to violence for no reason?

When the water realm participates in mortal affairs, there will often be one wave of injustice after another, but the royal family just thinks that the people in the water realm are dedicated to protecting their country for thousands of generations.It's really nonsense. I would rather believe in evil spirits than my companions.

When the Water Realm envoy came to land, the royal family may have long forgotten the lesson they learned when eleven cities were flooded due to personal grudges.

These sufferings may not be felt by those in high places. In natural disasters and wars, the people who suffer first are the common people, and sometimes it is just the common people. Those who suffer are usually the common people.

The life of the common people is not easy. War and chaos may cause the common people to be harassed by increased rent and tax collection. At worst, a father may cry with his son, a brother may grieve for his brother, and a husband and wife may shed tears.Carrying men and dragging women, supporting the old and the young, wailing in agony.

It is true that the palace is deeply unaware of the suffering of the people, the innocent people died, and the resentful souls are gone.

If you blindly believe in the evil tricks of monsters and monsters, you will naturally endanger the people.

Words from other worlds are like demonic barriers, which only make strong men raise troops to conquer.

How can the common people find peace if they resort to military violence without a name?
After eleven cities were flooded, serious diseases among the people continued. My father was ordered to go to provide relief and eliminate the epidemic. What was the result?

It is a crime to trust people from other worlds, to be far away from good ministers and close to evil spirits; to listen to the words of treacherous and sycophants, and to question the loyal and good.

Who dares to violate the brilliant words of heaven?

However, my father had been a loyal and good man throughout his life. He had always been loyal to the country and managed the army in a lawful manner. He had never made any mistakes for several years, but he ended up in such a lonely ending.

Yu Wenchang hated other worlds. When Pan Lang talked about the princess using silver mulberry grass to hold the sword, he was surprised not only by the power of the sword, but also by the true identity of the princess.

Yes, you should have paid attention to this witch. Even if she doesn't do bad things, she will never do any real good things.Foreign races are foreign races, and it is wishful thinking to ask foreign races to treat the mortal world as their own home.

To mortals, the Water Tribe is a foreign race.The Shui Tribe naturally believes that mortals have ulterior motives towards them.

How could he help the mortal world wholeheartedly?

Yu Wenchang thought about it carefully. Firstly, he did not have a way to break the Tianjue Universe Formation. Secondly, he believed that even the water realm could not break the Tianjue Universe Formation and rescue Qin Yan. .

Since there is nothing that can be done in the water world and the mortal world, what else can Qin Yan do to come back?

There is no difference between a person in a state of silence and death.

What else is there to worry about for someone who can't come back?The corners of Yu Wenchang's mouth raised slightly, and a slight laugh came from his throat.

No one can hear.

It's just that now, it's far from the time for him to laugh.He must be patient, endure what ordinary people cannot, and achieve great things that ordinary people cannot achieve.

In the world, if there is anyone who makes Yu Wenchang feel uneasy, I am afraid that there is only Ye Xiaolou in the mirror.

After Qin Yan disappeared, Ye Xiaolou was the only one he couldn't figure out.

Although he has not yet found the most virtuous and respected attendant of Liuji Hall, the piano master Tong Yi, he wants to become the legitimate leader of Liuji Hall. If Tongyi can come forward to recommend him as the leader, I am afraid no one will object. Even if the Six Extremes Order is not found, it is still convincing enough.

It's a pity that Tongyi disappeared decades ago together with the former leader of Liuji Hall.The chances of finding any now are slim.

Therefore, Yuwen Changcai needed to find a way to wake up the six hundred deadpools. Before he found a better way, he could only proceed as planned.

Even Pan Lang couldn't know half of this plan.

Yu Wenchang was really afraid of Ye Xiaolou, that person was mysterious and invisible.

No matter how many spies he sent to investigate secretly, they all lost the trace halfway through.

What disturbed Yu Wenchang the most was that although he had only seen Ye Xiaolou once, Yu Wenchang could smell a familiar and terrifying aura from him.

After leaving Qixia Mountain, Yuwen Chang thought about it, but he didn't understand what the aura about Ye Xiaolou made him shudder.The less he understands, the more uneasy he becomes.Originally, in recent years, Jing Xianglou's power has grown year by year, not only saying that as long as the price is reasonable, there is nothing Jing Xianglou cannot do.What's even more frightening is that they actually did it.

In order to eliminate officials in the court who had old grudges with Yuwen's family, Chang Yuwen secretly went around and entrusted Jing Wanglou to remove a court official.

Jing Xianglou agreed to the deal the next day.It was completed in less than five days.

Everything was done flawlessly and to perfection.

It was clearly a murderous business, but there was no trace of blood.

It was obviously a matter of getting paid to kill someone, but it seemed like he was removing someone who deserved to be eliminated from the world.A terrifying beauty.

The killer's knife must be unclean, but Jing Xianglou's murderous knife is like a blade of justice for heaven.

This point has made Yu Wenchang have to pay attention.

And because I suffered a loss last time in Qixia Mountain.If Ye Xiaolou hadn't suddenly appeared, An Zhuyan might have been dead long ago, and he could have avenged his father.

However, he suffered a loss and had to do something for Ye Xiaolou.

Fortunately, it seems that this matter is not a bad thing now. Maybe there is still a lot to be done about the sky-flowing flower tube for him.

The world is like a chess game, and everyone can be a chess piece.

A step of passiveness may also turn into an active one.

Everything depends on how the chess player can look at the overall situation, stand outside the overall situation, and be everywhere.

The sky was getting dark and the stars were not exactly bright.

Just after the full moon, the bright moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, and the sky was dark.

In Yu Wenchang's eyes, the dim night seemed to be secretly preparing for an upcoming drama.

How big is this drama?
He walked around in place, almost seeing the candlelight of Karma Hall through the deep sky.

Some of the cultivators also noticed this gaze that wanted to see everything.

As if quietly, stepping on the little stars, climbing to the heaven and earth.

The one who paid attention to this gaze was a dossier writer.

A flute and a song sweep away the demons, and the autumn tears are cold and dim.

The white hair of the stars chases away in hatred, and the ghost words invite the sun to fly towards the west.

Sighing, he picked up the nine-wheeled flute and closed the file. He felt at ease and at ease, his body was light, and he had the spirit of immortality and ease.

The writer of the dossier saw that the clouds still obscured the bright moon.

The starry sky is still looming.

The writer of the dossier did not inform other cultivators of what happened tonight.

He always waits for things to unfold themselves to their full glory.

He will also wait, waiting for this gaze from the mortal world to be brighter and longer than that star.

He doesn't make judgments easily.

After thousands of years of practice, he realized that true knowledge can only come from waiting.

When the gaze disappeared, the cultivator picked up the nine-wheeled flute again. The sound of the flute was melodious and filled with infinite mystery.

He opened a new file, and on a blank file, a few lines of words gradually appeared.

He was checking and thinking.

There is no room for error in every stroke, every stroke.

But even the wisdom of practitioners may not always be right.

Right and wrong only exist in the present moment, and everything in the world evolves and never stops.

This is the dilemma.

(End of this chapter)