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Qin Mo felt that if he just brought the big plan to the sky, it would be difficult to motivate everyone.

It's like someone saying they landed on the moon, never explained, but discussed for years.

Qin Mo felt that he could follow suit.

If the essence of the Ming Dynasty is farming, then what about farming in another world?

But this kind of illusory thing is too difficult to achieve. It cannot be achieved even after decades or even hundreds of years of development.

Yuan Zhiqiu also sighed, "May you be blessed with infinite blessings. I hope the Grandmaster will not blame me."

"You believe in the ancestor, so if there really is an ancestor, where does he live?"

Qin Mo asked back.

Yuan Zhiqiu was also stunned, "That's really the truth."

"The Ming Dynasty is far from being at peace now. The century-long plan I left behind needs someone to guide it.

It took several decades from the emergence of the Heavenly Khan to the great unification and then to the great peace of the world.

The Ming Dynasty's national fortunes were always on the rise.

But in the past two years, I have a feeling that the Ming Dynasty's upward momentum has slowed down a lot."

Yuan Zhiqiu shook his head. "It's not slowing down. It's becoming more stable and has a deeper foundation."

He had calculated and predicted that the Ming Red Dragon was growing stronger and stronger.

But, it is changing.

My father said that a red dragon split out from the Central Plains.

Later, the red dragon swallowed the golden dragon and took over the world.

But there are still a few little dragons in this world, and this is the root cause of unrest.

He even proposed to slay the dragon.

But his father rejected it.

Killing a dragon would violate the order of nature, and with his methods, he couldn't kill a dragon.

The direction of mountains and rivers has evolved over many years. If the flow and trend are cut off, no one knows what adverse effects will occur.

The only solution is to let the red dragon transform, devour these little dragons and become the only dragon.

But if Tian Yan takes away one of the fifty tons, it cannot be swallowed up, and it cannot be cut down.

It sounds mysterious, but you can't help but believe in the destiny of a country.

Qin Mo said: "After the world is united, it should reach its peak. Serving anyone in any way will only be icing on the cake.

Building bridges and roads is nothing more than strengthening control.

Without external threats, the Ming Dynasty would become corrupt within a few years.

That's why I established the Twelve State Kings back then, essentially hoping for internal competition.

However, the degree of internal competition is difficult to control.

And guiding is not easy.

That’s why the next rocket took off.

I hope to let more people understand the universe. Maybe the next step will be to build a palace in the sky so that people can live in the sky.

The next step is to visit the Moon Palace.

Although the astronomical telescope has told us that the so-called moon does not have a lunar palace at all, it is just a desolate planet.

But there is still hope that it can become a stepping stone for the people of the Ming Dynasty.

I hope that after all peace and harmony is achieved, the Ming Dynasty can move towards the next civilization, step out of this world and explore the universe.

This is the Second Centenary Plan.”

At this point, Qin Mo paused and said, "I can't see it, but I hope that future generations can go in this direction. If no one proposes it and no one guides it, it will never succeed."

This world has developed for thousands of years, but it is still in the feudal dynasty and agricultural society.

If no one mentions it, no one will think so far.

Yuan Zhiqiu's heart moved, "Brother, I'll go out and take a look." "What's wrong?"

Yuan Zhiqiu didn't say anything either. He walked outside quickly, and his fingers kept changing, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Qin Mo followed him out, and was speechless when he saw the boy talking in a weird way.

After a long while, Qin Mo asked, "Have you figured out anything?"

Yuan Zhiqiu put down his hand and smiled, "It's unspeakable."

"Stop playing tricks." Qin Mo said.

Yuan Zhiqiu smiled bitterly, "I really can't say."

From what Qin Mo said just now, he felt that the national movement of the Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, but this turmoil was good. It made the national fortune, which had been tending to be stable, have an upward trend again.

Qin Mo is the emperor emeritus and the founder of this country. His words can influence the direction of the entire country.

Therefore, he cannot say it. If he said it and it changed the fate of the Ming Dynasty, he would surely die young.

He only understood this truth in recent years.

It’s not that those masters are talking nonsense, but they see everything but don’t say it out loud.

At most give some hints.

There is a saying that goes, don’t tell even the gods what you want to do.

Because once it is said, something will change in the dark.

Qin Mo asked, "Is it good or bad?"

"it is good."

"That's all." Qin Mo nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Ziwei Star Gate did have some taboos. Fortunately, divination was currently only inherited by the Yuan family, and ordinary disciples were not allowed to learn it.

Self-study does not count.

Moreover, a Taoist academy was built on the hillside of Ziweixingmen.

The knowledge taught there is not that mysterious and mysterious. It is not much different from ordinary universities. At most, it has some Taoist characteristics and requires meditation, vegetarianism and so on.

Qin Mo respects these, but will not let them become mainstream and affect the development of the entire Ming Dynasty.

There are too many examples in history to learn from.

"Since everything is fine, go down. I'll go with you tomorrow." Qin Mo waved his hand.

"By the way, Senior Brother, I have something else to do."

"what's up?"

"It's like this, I want to build a warehouse to store all the crop seeds, books and other things." Yuan Zhiqiu said.

Qin Mo asked curiously: "Why do you suddenly want to build this?"

Yuan Zhiqiu said: "I have read a lot of books recently. In fact, this land once had many theories and advanced technologies, but they were all lost in the war.

If we can build a warehouse, then if something happens in the future, we can quickly rebuild it and not lose these technologies.”

"But you have to know that many technologies cannot be used."

"Then bring out the technology you can." Yuan Zhiqiu said, "In fact, I have read a lot of science fiction novels recently, especially the one written by you, "The Three-Body Problem". I think there must be other people in this universe.

Therefore, it is good to leave some seeds of civilization.

But I can’t do it alone.”

He clasped his hands together, "Please, Brother!"

Qin Mo sighed and said, "You are just worrying about nothing. Even if it really happens, it may be many years later. You and I will both be dead.

If we ever really set foot in space, we won't need this warehouse.

Just like a computer, so small, but can hold everything.

All it takes is a USB flash drive.”

"But that's all in novels, it hasn't been realized in reality yet." (End of this chapter)