Longmen Inn.

The chief manager Hu Xiaoshan, with a dark face, arranged a few women to deliver hot pot ingredients to the private room on the second floor like a runaway.

Fans have different fates. I think Hu Xiaoshan was also a recognized young hero in the village back then!

Except for Fang Zhi, Zhou Shi, Li Xuan, who can compete with him?

How many people want to marry their daughter to him, he doesn't even see it...

At that time, someone's reputation was not much better than bed bugs.

Let's look at the present...

The young heroes at the top of Qingyun Village have become nothing but the crowd, and have become the ones who serve tea and water for a bed bug.

but……

Thinking about the achievements that guy has made in the past two years, Hu Xiaoshan has to admit that he is not a bed bug, he is a monster.

Inside the private room.

After hearing Lin Ning's plan, Hou Yuchun took a deep breath and smiled and said, "Xiao Ning, you are afraid that the world will not be in chaos."

Lin Ning sighed and said compassionately: "Don't you know my nature yet? You may be afraid of hurting the lives of ants when you sweep the floor. You will cherish moths and cover the lanterns. You are so innocent and kind. Buddhism does not have my compassion."

When everyone heard this, they smiled.

But even Huang Honger and Dongfang Yiren didn't say anything.

If Lin Ning couldn't afford this sentence, there was indeed no one in the world who could afford it.

Hou Yuchun smiled and said, "I just said that... If you do this, it will be difficult for Qin State to be in chaos. Hei Bingtai is probably going to kill those powerful families."

Lin Ning smiled and lowered his eyes and said, "During the Central Plains War, Qin forced countless powerful families to death to consume them so as to free up resources and relieve pressure. Now that a group of people are killed, those families will only become more and more disinterested. Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world, and many people think this is empty talk. Haha, they soon know that this sentence is not just empty talk."

The hot pot exudes a strong wave of fragrance. Tian Wuniang and others, who have been crying all day, lowering their chopsticks one by one, became illusions.

However, a group of foodies are not just about eating.

Wu Yuan gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a veil, looked at Lin Ning and chuckled, "When the wars rise and the mountains and rivers are about to break, you can see whether the people's hearts are useful."

Dongfang Yiren said disdainfully: "The common people are like leeks. What can the people's hearts be counted? The great affairs of the country and the country are in the hands of the superiors. When the tyrants and corrupt officials and powerful families cannot hold on to the world's disasters, they will tell the oppressed common people that the state is difficult, and they will ask them to contribute to the country, pay more taxes, and then pay their orders after paying the taxes. What else do you say about having a country first and having a family, and having a glorious death in the battle? After exhausting the blood of the common people and reorganizing the country, will they enjoy the happiness and enjoyment of those aristocratic families, emperors, generals and ministers, and what does it have to do with the common people? Only Xiaoning cares about those common people."

Lin Ning smiled and said, "Yiren, don't underestimate the people."

Dongfang Yiren shook his head and said, "I didn't underestimate them, but I have walked so many places and seen so many people. Only Xiao Ning, the people here are reasonable and listen to your words. Those complaints are useful, but most of the people in the world are actually confused or greedy for small profits and forget about the righteousness. As long as they can survive, even if they live in a life, most of them will survive. It is useless to rely on their people's hearts."

When everyone heard this, most of them were speechless.

Because what Dongfang Yiren said is actually the truth.

There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, but most of them would rather starve to death than have the courage to rebel.

Even if you are hungry, as long as someone suddenly distributes porridge, they will forget their hatred and be grateful.

But I don’t know that although natural disasters are hateful, what really makes them wander is actually a disaster for human beings.

Lin Ning smiled at Dongfang Yiren's words, but his eyes became a little nostalgic and melancholy, as if he was recalling something. He said, "It's right. Today, most of the people are still in a state of ignorance and have not yet been enlightened. However, they will not be foolish forever. Look at the people in Qingyun Village, are they still foolish?"

Dongfang Yiren was dissatisfied: "They only have a little more people? Compared with the 100 million people in the world, they are less than one ten thousand."

Lin Ning felt so happy, and praised Yiren as a good supporting actor in his heart, and said earnestly: "We are indeed weak now, just like a spark of stars. However, as long as we stick to our ideals and do not fear strong enemies, then the spark of stars can already burn the entire field..."

"hehe……"

“Geeh…”

"Ha ha……"

Mo Fei, who was originally silent in a beautiful and beautiful state, couldn't help laughing and asked softly: "Xiao Ning, what's the tone of this? It's so interesting."

Lin Ning laughed and said with a smile: "This is my teacher's accent... I won't say much, I won't say much. In short, remember that sparks can start a prairie fire. All bastards who ride on the heads of the people will sooner or later be swept into the dust of history."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Xiaoshan came in with a large plate of yellow throat, walked to Lin Ning, and said with a blank expression: "I remember your words."

Everyone saw Lin Ning holding a small yellow croaker in his mouth, staring at Hu Xiaoshan in amazement, and laughing.

Lin Ning was definitely considered "oppression" to those "Shan Second Generations" at that time.

However, they all understand that his oppression was not a revenge on those people, but for cultivation.

Two years ago, Hu Xiaoshan would never have been able to manage such a large inn and be responsible for welcoming and sending goods on the grassland.

Although Hu Xiaoshan, Fang Zhi, Li Xuan, Zhou Shi and others were mostly far away from leading troops and leading generals, they had no less power, but instead took the lead alone.

This is also the reason why the older generation such as Fang Lin and Hu Dashan did not come to make trouble again, but instead tried hard to help.

But at least from the surface, Hu Xiaoshan, who has been called to drink and scold him, belongs to the oppressed people...

After Hu Xiaoshan went down, Hou Yuchun picked up the chopsticks and mushrooms for Mo Fei, put down the chopsticks and said, "You can't be careless. The black ice platform will inevitably find the figure of an external master in the civil strife. If you want to say that Jing Siyuan will not be prepared, do you believe it?"

Lin Ning shook his head and said seriously: "Of course I don't believe it. The Black Ice Platform is there, I'm afraid it's already been waiting for it. But..."

"But what?"

Lin Ning smiled and said, "It's my brother who is very powerful this time. He has overturned eighteen county cities at once. In this way, we have more room for operation. With Hong'er and Yuan'er's skills and secret techniques of breath-catching, it is impossible to trap them without more than ten high-ranking masters. Yiren is also simple. Don't choose the county town with the most powerful, don't choose the one with the weakest, don't choose the one with the most intermediate, just pick the county town with the most upper or lower, and you will definitely be foolproof."

...

Qin State.

Dozens of elders in the Dongwangshan Elder Pavilion are there.

However, the lineup of the storm that was originally over 100 or above, at least mid-grade or above seems much less now.

A huge map hangs on the front wall of the north side of the Elders Pavilion.

The locations of the Qin Dynasty's counties and cities are distributed.

Among them, eighteen counties were painted gray.

Jing Siyuan stood with his hands behind his back and said to the map: "Sanzhao County, Gushui County, and Tianmu County are the most popular counties in these eighteen counties. I believe that Qingyun Village will not miss this opportunity to cause trouble, and they will definitely take action. However, they will also be afraid of falling into the ambush of my Black Ice Platform. Therefore, I will never choose the most powerful and inconspicuous place at the moment. Therefore, these three counties are the most likely. I personally take charge of Sanzhao County, the Gu and the Sui Elders, respectively, in charge of the other two counties."

The elder surnamed Gu asked in a deep voice: "Great Elder, what if the thief is not in these three counties?"

Jing Siyuan said lightly: "Even if they don't come to these three counties, it's nothing. I promised that since Hou Yuchun has escaped back to Qingyun Village, the two demon girls in the Demon Cult will probably be the ones who are in trouble in the future. Even if they don't come to these three counties, on their way back, I will set up a ten-sided ambush. This time, Qingyun Village will be paid for the blood debt of blood!"

"But their breath-taking magic skills are really hateful..."

Elder Sui frowned and said.

Jing Siyuan slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry, although the master will not take action personally with the saints, he can still give them some advice on their whereabouts."
Chapter completed!