xymnovel Chapter 86 Adding fuel to the fire, prosperity inevitably leads to decline
Chapter 86 Adding fuel to the fire, prosperity inevitably leads to decline
Xu Wenjue looked grief-stricken.
Si Chen's figure was shrouded in light and shadow, and a three-foot-high wall of energy seemed to surround him, confining all influences to a small area.
He looked down at Xu Wenjue and sighed helplessly, "Tell me, what went wrong?"
Xu Wenjue prostrated himself on the ground as soon as he entered, but rose upon hearing this. "My elder brother inherited the title of Duke of Wei, but took advantage of the collapse of the Mandate of Heaven and the decline of literature to forcibly seize the land of various powerful families."
"The way of the 'landlord' is ultimately not the orthodox one. The true path lies in the unity of the ancient 'lord,' 'land god,' and 'earth immortal.' Brother, your attempt to glimpse the Great Dao of the 'earth immortal' through unorthodox means is a dead end!"
"The 300-year-old foundation of the Zhongshan Prince's Mansion is about to be destroyed in his hands."
The thought of this filled Xu Wenjue with grief: "The South is about to descend into chaos."
When he received the news.
It was already past midnight.
I almost fainted on the spot.
He never imagined that his elder brother, who had pretended to be respectable to their father his whole life, would finally reveal his true colors and become uncontrollable. This shameless plundering of the land from various families was tantamount to digging up their very foundations.
Ninety percent of the land in the entire Jiangnan region.
How could he dare?
They seized and plundered by force, displaying audacity beyond belief.
None of these descriptions are sufficient to depict the actions of this contemporary Duke of Wei.
Si Chen reached out and helped Xu Wenjue up. "Things have come to this point. We should think of the clan and plan for the future. His breaking of the alliance is irreversible. When the entire south is leaderless, it may well be your opportunity."
"I see that all the heroes of the world are but clay chickens and earthen dogs. They are not worthy of the Mandate of Heaven. If the Mandate of Heaven is in my hands, I shall become the Heavenly King myself, and under the Heavenly King, there shall be four kings to suppress the four directions of the world."
"You should strive harder."
Si Chen casually drew a big pie in the sky.
This extraordinary world.
This inevitably meant that the structure of power was concentrated in the hands of a small number of people.
The sorrow in Xu Wenjue's heart dissipated instantly, and he even cheered up. Could this be the smooth road his father had painstakingly planned for the family before his death? "Even someone like me can become king."
Si Chen said, "Everyone must have dreams!"
Eat as much of this pancake as you like.
Now that your brother's power is at its peak, why aren't you busy poaching more members instead of just standing here like an idiot?
Of course, Si Chen understood the pain this guy was going through after the recent loss of his loved one.
But people always have to face reality.
That's life.
It is independent of human will.
Throughout the entire Ming Dynasty, from beginning to end, it made every effort to balance the power of various factions across the land.
Every time someone exceeds the limit, they are attacked by the crowd.
He resembled Grand Secretaries Xu Jie and Zhang Juzheng, as well as Duke Cheng of the State Zhu Xizhong and Duke Ying of the State Zhang Weixian.
Next, it was the Duke of Wei's turn to taste the bitter fruit.
He will face the hatred of the entire Fushe Society, clans, and wealthy merchants.
It's not necessarily true that Nanxun and his men are of one mind with him.
To be honest, Si Chen really hoped he would succeed.
Whether the future holds a unified Jiangnan region, or one that is scattered and disorganized, will have drastically different implications.
The latter can be treated very quickly.
The former means that Si Chen will be fighting a battle to maintain order in the south.
The cost of governing these local powerful clans would rise rapidly.
If they were to submit to the Wu and Yue states like Wu and Yue, it would be even more troublesome.
This means that the North-South conflict, which lasted for nearly three hundred years during the Ming Dynasty, will continue into the new dynasty.
Just as Si Chen was pondering.
Wu Sangui has come again.
This time, we're doing it with the utmost sincerity.
That was his hidden treasure beneath Juehua Island, discovered by the Tree Man while patrolling the seaside.
What else could Wu Sangui do?
Of course, it's painful to give up this wealth.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, it's impossible to directly claim that this wealth belongs to one's own family. A simple investigation will reveal how the government's salary was misappropriated.
Wu Sangui could never bear the blame for drinking soldiers' blood.
He has an incredibly bright future ahead of him.
With a magical artifact, one can live for at least two hundred years.
Now, with the power of nine dragons within his body, he can defeat anyone under heaven with just his iron fists.
Why bother fussing over such trivial gains?
"You mean you're going to donate all of this wealth to the Palace of Saints?" Si Chen looked at the astonishing fortune with some surprise.
This shabby place is really good at nurturing people.
Several emperors of the Ming Dynasty poured enormous amounts of wealth into this place.
Even just a small portion of it would be enough for them to benefit from for a lifetime.
Wu Sangui took a deep breath. "Indeed, for the sake of the great cause of ascending to power, a little bit of wealth is insignificant."
Si Chen looked at Wu Sangui and said, "This is not a filthy temple. There is no custom of lending money at exorbitant interest rates and accepting donations here."
Wu Sangui wanted to persuade him again.
Si Chen rejected her outright.
He has more money than he can spend.
The problem is that this wealth cannot be converted into resources.
Si Chen said, "After a while, when the Six Ding Divine Generals arrive, this silver will be useless."
The silver mines are all in the hands of others. He could not tolerate any party continuing to use these external resources to reap the benefits of the Central Plains.
Wu Sangui stood there, stunned. How come these days, even if you want to give money, you can't get it out?
He was kicked out.
They sought out the Jiazi Divine General and questioned him carefully.
Those who prioritize emotional connection have no concept of money.
Jiazi simply said, "General, do you know that there are many things that money can't buy? Those in power deeply despise, even hate, a world driven by self-interest."
Wu Sangui's previous understanding of the world was far too shallow and monotonous.
Truly luxurious and high-quality items do not voluntarily leak out.
He could even be considered a self-made man.
The Wu family only gradually gained power after climbing up to the Zu family.
But the entire military family of Liaodong was deliberately corrupted. Starting with Li Chengliang, their fate was sealed. When they shouted "Liaodong people defend Liaodong land," it meant that this contradiction could no longer be concealed.
As a newly emerging military family, Wu Sangui naturally had no access to the real secrets.
To have come this far from humble beginnings is truly remarkable, standing out among the best.
It all depends on being able to survive.
Being alive is the greatest asset.
Outlive all the capable and powerful people.
Si Chen could only ask Xu Wenjue to impart his experience. Xu Wenjue briefly demonstrated his own path to Wu Sangui, letting Wu Sangui broaden his horizons.
To avoid being deceived.
good results.
Those silver coins are still lying on the shore, getting moldy.
The Sichen Commander ordered his generals to carry their own seals and call upon all the ghost markets to migrate to Liaodong.
The Rakshasa Sea gave Si Chen a spark of inspiration; it welcomes all who come.
This is bad.
It has been turned into a huge underground market.
They monopolized the output of the entire Liaodong region.
He felt it was time to crack down hard on these unlicensed businesses. The main approach was to utilize the ghost market's spiritual channels to facilitate resource exchange.
As for the profits involved, that depends on how capable those little monsters are.