"Teacher is my lesson. In order to avoid the same situation as the teacher in the future, there is only one way."

After telling the history of the Confucian school and the grievances of the hundred schools of thought to Qin Shou, Yang Xian sighed when he talked about his mentor Mei Niansheng, "I was adopted by my mentor since I was a child. Since I was a child, I saw his forehead pierced by someone and a long sword inserted in his heart. Therefore, I always remind myself that if I don't want to repeat the mistakes of my teacher, I will only be stronger and more powerful than my teacher!"

"When you are so powerful that it makes people scary, worry, or even despair, no one in the world dares to have bad intentions towards you."

"Strength may not be surrendered, but it can be frightening!"

Yang Xian shook his head and sighed, "My thoughts at this time are a bit distant from my traditional Confucianism philosophy, and they are a bit too pursuing force. But in this chaotic world, if you want to succeed, force is the first priority!"

Qin Shou, who was listening to him, said, "Not bad! Only the power can be out of the gun!"

Yang Xian was stunned when he heard this and praised: "Brother Qin's words are very insightful. It is true that only the gun can power come out!"

Qin Shou laughed dryly and said, "I just don't know what the gun in this world looks like."

When Yang Xian heard his tone of strangeness, he smiled and said, "Have you never seen the gun before?"

Qin Shou stammered: "Hehe, there is a gun that may be different from what is in today's world."

Yang Xian saw his eyes flashing when he spoke, as if there was something secret that was inconvenient to say. He stopped asking now and led the way straight and walked forward.

Seeing that Yang Xian stopped asking, Qin Shou was relieved. He reached out to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose, glanced at Yang Xian who was walking in front of him, and showed an extremely complicated look on his face. After a long time, he sighed all his life. He followed Yang Xian silently and stopped talking.

The two of them walked along the main road.

Nine out of ten rooms in the village along the way were empty. Except for the hungry people who were lodging by the roadside, most villagers have fled far away, leaving only empty villages.

No pigs and dogs barking, no smoke rises in cooking.

Sometimes you can meet villages with people, but these villages are all old, weak, sick and disabled people. Because they are old, weak, and unable to escape from famine, they can only stay in the village and wait for death slowly. They are so hungry that they are extremely miserable.

Occasionally, I would meet some people-eating villagers, with green light on their eyes. When they saw Yang Xian and Qin Shou, they would chop them up to eat meat when they saw a gust of wind.

These people were killed by Yang Xian.

Yang Xian can ignore the dead, but even the living people have to kill them to eat meat. This has seriously challenged Yang Xian's psychological bottom line. Therefore, Yang Xian is never ruthless in the villagers who kill living people to cook them, and kills them, regardless of gender.

"Damn it, no one cares about this?"

Seeing such a tragic situation, Qin Shou kept cursing with Yang Yi, "What is this emperor doing for? Where did the person in charge of the business go with such a big disaster? Where are the officials who are in charge of the disaster relief? Are they all dead?"

Yang Xian said lightly: "The third prince Zhou Fu, who was killed by Wu Chaofeng two days ago, was the disaster relief person sent by Emperor Ming!"

"Ah? The third prince is the one who manages the business?"

Qin Shou said in surprise: "When Wu Chaofeng killed him, wouldn't the common people have no food to eat?"

Yang Xian said: "If you don't kill him, the people will still have no food to eat!"

In fact, there is one sentence that Yang Xian didn't say.

Originally, after the third prince was threatened by him at the execution ground in Qingshan Town, he would definitely be more restrained. He should do some practical things in disaster relief, and should not dare to kill and deduct it again.

But I guess I was killed by Wu Chaofeng before I could do it, which led to the chaos in Qingzhou. Everyone in the officialdom was in danger and could not even take care of the relief of the disaster victims.

Wu Chaofeng was so angry that he killed the third prince because he was pitiful to the people of Qingzhou. However, after he killed the third prince, he left irresponsibly without considering the aftermath. This kind of hot-headed behavior not only did not help, but instead disrupted Yang Xian's plan, making it difficult for the people of Qingzhou to have anything to eat in a short period of time.

Wu Chaofeng is a good intention to do bad things and is happy to spend his time, but it is of no use to the people of Qingzhou.

"It's useless to kill the third prince!"

Qin Shou just heard Yang Xian’s words and analyzed the third prince’s methods of being a human being, and immediately said angrily: “Wu Chaofeng, who is like a stupid pig!”

"The butcher knife is the most intimidating only when it is not left behind! If you kill the person in charge of disaster relief, who will take over the position of this person in charge? Damn it, even if you force the third prince to open the warehouse and release the grain, then kill him, it is considered that Wu Chaofeng has some brains!"

Yang Xian shook his head and said, "If you want to kill the royal children, you can only kill them immediately. No one dares to delay, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Qin Shou cursed: "He even dares to kill a prince, but he is afraid of future troubles? Damn, is there a use for killing people? The fundamental reason is to solve the problem!"

He looked at Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, I will discuss something with you."

Yang Xian asked, "What's the matter?"

Qin Shou said: "Let's kill the officials and rebel!"

Yang Xian was stunned, then shook his head and laughed, "Rebellion? Do you think it's so easy?"

"Did you think that the people in the lower world are living in this situation when you see the tragic situation in Qingzhou today?"

Yang Xian said: "Do you think that in this chaotic world, it is the time when heroes rise up?"

Qin Shou was speechless by his questioning, and after a long time, he said: "If there is a great chaos today, the people are living in poverty, the emperor loses morality, and slaughtering the people, it is said that the people are resentful. Isn't this an opportunity to rebel? As long as you kill the current dog officials, open the warehouse and release grain, and rescue a group of people first, even if it won't work in the future, it will be considered as doing something for the hungry people."

Yang Xian laughed again, "Brother Qin, how old are you?"

Qin Shou said: "I should be twelve years old too."

Yang Xian asked again, "What do you know?"

Qin Shou opened his mouth a few times, but said nothing.

Yang Xian asked again: "Do you have soldiers?"

Qin Shou shook his head.

Yang Xian asked again: "Do you have reputation?"

Qin Shou's face turned pale and he remained silent.

Yang Xian smiled and said, "No soldiers, no generals, no reputation, no literary, and no martial arts. When you are young, you are talking about rebellion and launching troops. What's the difference between dreams?"

Qin Shou looked ashamed and smiled dryly: "Don't look down on me! There is a saying that doesn't bully a young man's poverty! Thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, I am not capable now, which does not mean I will not be able to do it in the future! Just watch, I will gather a group of people sooner or later to make this shitty Zhou!"

Yang Xian seemed to hear the funny words in the world, laughing loudly, tears of laughter flowing out, "You don't know the vastness of the world, don't understand martial arts and magical powers, and don't have any self-knowledge at all. It's really funny!"

"The frog in the well and the bird in the cage dare to make bold statements!"

"I ask you, do you know how big the territory of the Great Zhou is now?"

"The nineteen states in the world are only 9,000 miles in Qingzhou, which is the smallest prefecture. Even if all the people in Qingzhou are dead, they will definitely not shake the foundation of the entire Great Zhou!"

"A person without great martial arts skills is in charge, and he still wants to kill officials and rebel? If the great master gets angry, he will slap him with one slap, even tens of thousands of people will not be able to resist it!"

"You have no martial arts masters, no soldiers or generals, no preparations, and you are incompetent. What kind of rebellion are you doing? Are you dreaming? However, I admire your courage!"

Every time Yang Xian said something, Qin Shou's face turned red. In the end, Yang Xian said that he was like a cooked shrimp. He looked down at the ground with his head down and never dared to look up again.

Yang Xian saw that Qin Shoujiu was silent in the local area, so he stopped talking.

He looked up at the front, his face changed slightly, and said to Qin Shou, who looked down at the ants moving underground, saying, "Don't you want to rebel? I'll show you what the real rebellion is first!"

Qin Shou looked up when he heard this and found that he followed Yang Xian all the way, and at some point he had arrived near a small town.

A small city opposite is tall with thick smoke and flames rising inside the wall.
Chapter completed!