Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 137
With the dense muffled sound and the sound of falling into the water, the straw figures on nearly a hundred boats and the water were filled with feathered arrows.

A smile bloomed on Guo Jia's face: "Within half a month, the army will no longer have to worry about Yujian."

Cao Yi dropped his son and said, "It's your turn to sacrifice wine."

Guo Jia was so excited that he didn't carefully observe the changes in the chess game, and made a move according to his previous memory.

"Stinky Chess"

Cao Yi dropped his son and took away a large piece of white sons.

Guo Jia's face darkened, but soon he smiled again: "It doesn't matter if someone loses, as long as the army wins, it's fine. The peaceful and prosperous age that someone is looking forward to is coming soon."

"Don't make any mistake about offering wine, Taiping and Taiping Shengshi, one is the earth and the other is the sky."

Cao Yi corrected.

Speaking of it, ordinary people in ancient times were really miserable, let alone a peaceful and prosperous age, and it would not be many years before there was peace.

Even if it is peaceful, there are all kinds of exorbitant taxes that kill people, and all kinds of exploitation and oppression.

"Taiping and Taiping Shengshi, one is the earth and the other is the sky."

Guo Jia chewed Cao Yi's words, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by depression and melancholy.

After a while, he said: "A certain person was born in a poor family and knows the sufferings of the lower class. Every winter, on the long street, there is a high wall separating the wine and meat inside. Outside the wall, you can see poor people who died of cold and starvation everywhere."

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone."

Cao Yi subconsciously recited the poem describing Guo Jia's meaning.

"The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the road is frozen to death. It is well said. Not only is the master skillful, but he is also excellent in poetry and prose."

Guo Jia couldn't help admiring.

"It's not important, Jijiu continued"

Cao Yidao.

Guo Jia pulled an arrow from the chessboard, frowned, and said, "I have always believed that the root cause of the endless wars in the world is that the strong and powerful are connected with rice fields, and the poor have no place to stand. I have repeatedly suggested to the prime minister to suppress the powerful, but what can I do?"

Guo Jia stopped suddenly.

"However, your prime minister is powerless"

Cao Yidao.

Guo Jia nodded, with a sense of frustration on his face.

This kind of confrontation with the entire ruling class is as resourceful as he is, and he is powerless.

"It's not impossible"

Cao Yi said calmly.

Just as Guo Jia was about to ask, another burst of feathered arrows flew towards him as dense as a black cloud.

There was another muffled sound and the sound of falling water.

Guo Jia brushed aside the feather arrow in front of him, and asked eagerly, "What can you do, sir? If we can solve this dilemma that has plagued the world for thousands of years, it would be great."

Cao Yi opened the purple-gold-red gourd, took out a huge scroll made of silk, and put it on the table.

"What is this?"

Guo Jia opened the super large scroll while asking.

The first time he entered the eyes, his brows were frowned, and all of them were Xiaozhuan that he didn't recognize.

"This?"

Guo Jia raised his head with doubts in his eyes.

"continue"

Cao Yi said casually.

Guo Jia continued to rummage, and found a stack of paper with good quality inside.On the top is official script, with beautiful handwriting.

"good word"

With a word of approval, Guo Jia picked up the first one and was shocked.

""Governing the Country", Ying Zheng, was actually written by the first emperor himself"

After he finished reading, he picked up one by one and looked at them carefully, becoming more and more surprised the more he looked.

"Why is it completely different from what I know?"

"Military meritorious, expanding outward, breaking the land, the trap of the noble and the humble."

"Before the law, everyone bows their heads to ease the grievances of the people and make the world unite."

……

Halfway through.

Guo Jia raised his head and looked at Cao Yi, with both results and puzzlement on his face.

"What's so puzzling about sacrificial wine?"

Cao Yi smiled and looked at Guo Jia who was shocked by the handwritten letter of Emperor Shi Huang that he brought from the world of mythology.

Guo Jia hesitated for a while before saying: "Emperor Shi Huang is so enlightened that he has long thought of a way to crack down on land annexation and make the world long-term peace and stability, but"

"Just what?"

Cao Yi asked.

"It's not that you don't believe me, sir. If the above records are true, why did Qin Chao have such a short life?"

Guo Jia looked puzzled.

According to what was said above, the Qin Dynasty had military exploits on one hand, and the perfect Qin law on the other hand, it could last for hundreds of years, not to mention thousands of years. Why did it perish in just a dozen years after unification.

Cao Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "After the troubled times, there will be a short-lived dynasty, and then a long-lived dynasty. This is because the dynasty that appeared first had to spend a lot of people's power to clean up the mess, carry out various projects, and crusade against the surrounding aliens. To maintain its own rule. And this had a sharp conflict with the withered world at that time. Therefore, the previous dynasty must be short-lived, because it used its own life to pave the way for the next dynasty."

Guo Jia, who had never heard of this point of view, looked thoughtful.

After an unknown amount of time, Cao Hong's voice came: "Sir, Prime Minister?"

Cao Yi didn't turn his head back: "What's the matter?"

"The feather arrows on the boat are full, and the opponent's army Xiangbi has also been attracted, so it's time to go"

Cao Hongdao.

"You lead people away first, and the poor will end here."

Cao Yi said.

"After the break?"

Cao Hong didn't react for a while.

"Walk"

Cao Yi's tone was beyond doubt.

Even though it was a long distance away, he had already sensed the presence of a familiar person besides the tens of thousands of reinforcements coming to the water village of the Sun-Liu Allied Forces on the opposite bank.

"gong"

Cao Hong ordered.

Not much sound.

Suddenly, without any warning, the surface of the river churned, as if something ominous was about to be born.

"No, it's the monster Zuo Ci who's coming, hurry up and get back with the gong."

Cao Hong roared.

Having experienced Changbanpo's fight once, he knows how terrifying the contest between these godlike figures is.

Soon, a burst of dense gongs sounded.

Nearly a hundred boats full of harvest, received the order, and immediately sailed towards the opposite north bank.

"Come if you want, leave if you want?"

An old and cold voice came from the south bank.

Zuo Ci is here.

The spiritual power was more than doubled than last time.

Cao Yi picked up the long flute that lay across his knees, and played the vicissitudes of the sea, creating huge waves. While resisting the huge waves created by Zuo Ci, Cao Yi sent nearly a hundred boats full of harvests to the north bank.

"It's not that easy!"

In the dark night, Zuo Ci's cold voice.

The waves of water that contained the aura of golden sharpness became even more turbulent.

Soldiers on several tent boats fell into the turbulent Yangtze River.

"Senior slaughtered ordinary people again and again, worse than Prime Minister Cao back then, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"

Cao Yi asked deliberately to delay time.

"If you can return a holy lord in the world, what about the punishment from heaven? Taking a step back, these soldiers are nothing but Cao Cao's accomplices."

Probably due to the recovery of strength, Zuo Ci's attitude was much more resolute than last time.

"Xing people suffer, perish, people suffer, under feudalism, where can there be a holy lord?"

Cao Yi retorted.

"When Cao Cao ruled the world, the people would not suffer?"

Zuo Ci sneered.

Seeing Zuo Ci fall in, Cao Yi continued: "I wonder if senior heard what I told Guo Jijiu just now?"

(End of this chapter)