"What will happen if you go?"
Gu Fuyou lay on Zhong Michu's legs, docile and well-behaved.
Zhong Michu lowered her eyes. The beast with wolfish hair and cold bloodshot eyes outside, now had its hair hanging down, stretched its body, stretched lazily in her arms, squinted its eyes, and looked lazy and carefree. She stroked Gu Fuyou's long hair lovingly, "Since they want to be reasonable, then 'reason' with them."
"That doesn't make sense." That kind of person...
"Use courtesy before force." Zhong Michu didn't think it would really come to the point of fighting. Li Mingjing was a shameless person to put it bluntly, but shrewd to put it nicely.
If the two sides start fighting and Zhu Yan is really brought out, who will benefit? Li Mingjing must understand this truth. He is pretending to be so just to negotiate some conditions.
Seeing that Gu Fuyou had the support of the Dragon Clan and the Blue Luan Clan, and that the Immortal Sect was at a disadvantage in terms of combat power, they had no choice but to point out that Gu Fuyou attacked Beizhou and Dongzhou first, so that all cultivators in the world would know that it was she, Gu Fuyou, who had first offended the river, and thus morally suppress Gu Fuyou.
The Three Immortal Sect is different from the Xu Ling Sect. The Xu Ling Sect was bad in public, and when Gu Fuyou destroyed it, no one blamed him, but everyone applauded. The Three Immortal Sect had a decent reputation, especially the Beizhou Qianyun Sect. If Gu Fuyou attacked the other three sects without reason, everyone would have cursed him.
“If you fight with them directly, it will be as if you are angry and embarrassed, and confirm what they said about your ‘madness and tyranny’. You will be right or wrong, and it will ruin your reputation.” By then, the three continents will be united in xenophobia, and whether the four sects are suppressing Zhu Yan will not be so important. The best way to divert internal conflicts is to face a powerful enemy.
Gu Fuyou lay on Zhong Michu's legs, resting his head on his arm, holding Zhong Michu's hand, turning sideways, looking up at her, smiling and asking in confusion, "Hmm?"
"Reputation, do I still have reputation as Gu Fuyou? The ghosts returning from the underworld are stirring up trouble in Nanzhou, and the world is in turmoil."
"It is a fact that the tyrannical Zuo family fell because of you. This is a blessing for Nanzhou, not a disaster for Nanzhou." Zhong Michu took her hand and turned her face. Gu Fuyou twisted her neck, which was stiff and uncomfortable, so she simply turned around and lay on her legs. Zhong Michu rubbed her with his thumb, like caressing a flower petal, gently and tenderly, "Mr. Zhai told me that those family heads admire you very much."
Gu Fuyou understood clearly and asked again: "What else did Mr. Zhai say to you?"
Zhong Michu said: "You also said that you did not deal with those people from the Zuo family yourself, but handed them over to the heads of the various families."
Gu Fuyou sat up, put one hand on Zhong Michu's leg, and moved closer to her, "It was me who told Mr. Zhai to say this. In fact, I cut those people from the Zuo family into pieces and tortured them to death." He narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, looking very ruthless.
Zhong Michu smiled without saying anything, she knew that Gu Fuyou was teasing her.
Regarding this matter, Gu Fuyou's method may not be the most appropriate. Perhaps those members of the Zuo family will still not receive a fair trial if they fall into the hands of others, or perhaps they can meet a kind-hearted person and spare their lives, and live an ordinary life from then on. How much blessing they will have depends entirely on their luck, but for Gu Fuyou herself, this is the best decision she can make.
It turned out that although Gu Fuyou was furious and had thorns all over his body, he could still listen to her. This was enough to comfort her.
There are no two people in this world whose souls are completely compatible.
To make it fit perfectly, we have to work together.
There are too many twists and turns in the outside world, they need to stick closer to each other and hold each other tightly to face the wind and rain of the outside world. Otherwise, they will be like Qingjun and Diyi.
Seeing that Zhong Michu was not buying her tricks, Gu Fuyou turned to talking about reputation again and said with emotion: "In this world, if a bad person does a thousand good things and then does one more good thing, he will be considered to have abandoned evil and become good. If a good person does a thousand good things and then does one bad thing, he will be considered to have fallen."
Gu Fuyou rested his head on Zhong Michu's shoulder like a boneless person, "Hey, Zhong Michu, being a bad guy is cheap, why don't we just do enough bad things, be the great villains with enough ease, and then do good deeds, and then we can still wash ourselves clean."
Zhong Michu said: "Being good or evil is not for others to see, but for yourself to see. Don't be encouraged by the world's praise, and don't be discouraged by the world's criticism. No matter what you do, you must be true to your original intention."
Gu Fuyou was silent. Zhong Michu patted her shoulder gently, "It's easy to attack a city, but hard to defend it. Ah Man, if you want to stay in Nanzhou for a long time and hope that Nanzhou will be more prosperous than before, you can't just be tough, you should be more cautious."
Seeing her earnest advice, Gu Fuyou did not feel impatient, but softened his heart, "Your Majesty has been governing the world for many years, and you have a lot of experience."
Zhong Michu said frankly: "I knew nothing at first, but I just learned little by little." She was not suitable for, nor did she like to be the king who issued orders and controlled life and death. She just had to fulfill her responsibilities since she was in the position.
Gu Fuyou stared at Zhong Michu for a long while without saying a word, as if he was thinking. After a long while, he smiled and said, "Since Your Majesty has gone on this journey for me, I will be happy to have some free time."
Originally it should be her own business, but she knew her own situation. If she really went there by herself, she might not be able to hold back and start fighting after just a few words. She needed a calm and sensitive person to go.
Zhong Michu's injury has not healed yet, so she shouldn't be bothered. Unfortunately, although she has Mr. Zhai, Xiao Zhongting and others, their status is not enough to suppress Li Mingjing and others. Although she has Jiuyao, their friendship is shallow. After all the calculations, Zhong Michu is the most suitable. I think Zhong Michu has thought about it before saying that he will go for her.
After the fairy fell, Gu Fuyou felt sorry for her and gave in to her in many things. Gu Fuyou knew that Zhong Michu was doing this for her own good, so since she wanted to go, she let her go. She didn't care what the result was.
Gu Fuyou held her face in his hands, "It's just—"
He looked back and forth and saw Zhong Michu's face clearly. "You go there in the same way, and you will come back in the same way. If they hold another Hongmen Banquet and you get hurt, I will chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs." His expression was gentle, but his words were harsh.
Zhong Michu smiled. What should he do to her? Not really.
In order to fulfill Qingjun's request and be loyal to his master, Qingzhe escorted Zhong Michu to Biluo Sect. Who dared to make plans for Zhong Michu under the eyes of this Mahayana cultivator
It has been less than half a year since I last went to the Biluo Sect, but it feels like a lifetime ago. So many great things have happened in between that even enemies have become friends.
That day, Gu Fuyou sat cross-legged in the study, with a zither on the table, and played it with rhythm. At first, it was quite good, with a tune and a rhythm. Later, Gu Fuyou plucked it a few times, and the zither made two clanging sounds. Gu Fuyou fell back and shouted, "I don't want to play anymore."
After Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu returned to the 33rd heaven from the fairyland, Zhong Michu began to teach her to play the piano. Zhong Michu taught her step by step, and she was still willing to play a few notes. But when she was asked to play by herself, she lost her patience.
"Playing the zither, calming your mind, yet the more you play, the more impatient you become."
Gu Fuyou opened her eyes when she heard the voice. Zhong Michu just walked to above her head and looked down at her.
Gu Fuyou immediately sat up and turned around, smiling, "You're back." But he felt that he was too excited, like a dog eagerly waiting for its owner to come home. When it saw him, it wagged its tail with bright eyes. It was too embarrassing. Eager to save the situation, he immediately pulled a serious face and said, "Come here, let me see. If you lose a hair, I will go to Li Mingjing to settle the score."
Zhong Michu sat down beside her with a smile, "Do you know how many hairs I have?"
"Of course." He said quickly, "I know everything about you."
Zhong Michu was stunned for a moment, and looked at her sideways with a meaningful look.
Gu Fuyou: “…” Gu Fuyou meant that when Zhong Michu was seriously injured and unconscious, the spiritual thread that sewed her wounds needed to be replaced from time to time. When Qingman changed the thread, she was there to help, which really distressed her. Zhong Michu had wounds all over her body, so she had to take off all her clothes. Gu Fuyou was the one who changed her clothes every time. He had already checked Zhong Michu's body from top to bottom, so he said "I know her body like the back of my hand".
However, Zhong Michu didn't know about this.
Gu Fuyou couldn't stand Zhong Michu's scrutiny, so he pressed his fingers randomly on the strings and quickly changed the subject, "What do Li Mingjing and the others say?"
"You are wrong." Zhong Michu held her hand and taught her how to press the strings. "They said that as long as you release Quan, we will not offend each other in the future."
"Hmm?" Gu Fuyou was full of doubts, "How do you interpret the power?" She didn't quite understand.
Zhong Michu said, "It's nothing more than asking you to give up your position as the Lord of Nanzhou, and the slaves in your hands."
There were disagreements within the Three Immortal Sect. Na Nianhua disagreed with the other two sect leaders and left the table early. The remaining two people were unaware of the actual situation in Nanzhou and after careful consideration, they proposed these two conditions.
Gu Fuyou pondered for a while, suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "If it is according to what they say, I can't be considered the master of Nanzhou now. The cities in Nanzhou are managed by the city lords themselves, and they don't need to offer spirit stones. Even the cities that were previously managed by the Zuo family have been distributed to the various families. I just occupied the territory of Xiaoyao City and lived in the thirty-third heaven. Ah, I will move out of here tomorrow and go back to my Xiaoyao City." If nothing major happens, her title of the master of Nanzhou will be meaningless.
"As for the slaves..." Gu Fuyou thought of something and asked, "They don't want them, do they?" Li Mingjing and others probably didn't know that she would terminate the slave contracts. Thousands of slaves were a huge force in her hands. Since she released the power, it must mean that she wanted to let others take over.
Zhong Michu nodded, "Although it's not said explicitly." He had this thought in his mind.
"Haha." Gu Fuyou laughed twice mockingly, "It's not their turn now."
Li Mingjing's mention of this made her remember something. She originally wanted to release the slaves' contracts after the dust settled, and she had promised in Bailu City that she would teach Feng Sui how to release the slave contracts. But then, things happened one after another, and because she was used to using power, she got used to it and forgot about it again and again, and put it aside again and again. Until now, Feng Sui had never mentioned it to her.
"Since they want me to release the slaves, I will just release them all. Zhong Michu, I will release all the slaves and make them normal people. What do you think?"
Zhong Michu stared at her with love. Gu Fuyou had never known how she looked so glorious, with such a piercing gaze and such a thrilling feeling when she said these words. "Okay."
Gu Fuyou held his chin up and looked up. "Although these two conditions are not difficult for me, I will suffer a great loss if I agree to them. It seems that I am in the wrong and have compromised. No, I have to put forward some conditions as well."
Gu Fuyou's eyes lit up as he thought of this. Zhong Michu had already spoken, and the two said in unison: "Let them hand over Du Pan."
The two smiled at each other. After Gu Fuyou looked away, his smile turned cold, "Du Pan. Let him have a taste of being on the run."
Then she thought of something else, and moved closer and hugged Zhong Michu's waist. After hugging her, she frowned, still more delicate than before, "Let them build the remaining temple for you. Your Majesty risked his life to seal Zhu Yan and bring peace to the world. Your contribution must be passed down through the ages." It didn't matter if she was ignored, but she didn't want what Zhong Michu did to be buried by them.
Zhong Michu said: "They won't admit this."
Gu Fuyou's face fell again. Zhong Michu held Gu Fuyou's head with his hand, and gently rubbed the fine hair on her neck with his thumb, "There's no need to make them admit it, or it would be better if they don't admit it."
Zhong Michu looked into the distance and said quietly, "There is no impenetrable wall in this world. If you have done it, there will be traces. Sooner or later, someone will find out. When it is exposed, the Immortal Sect will no longer be able to gain people's trust."
Gu Fuyou suddenly had an idea and jumped up, "Yes, I'll go call Yuanshan!"
She smiled wickedly, "I will dress it up and let it travel around the other three continents, so that all the city lords who have surrendered to the Immortal Sect and the noble families who crawl at the feet of the Immortal Sect can have a good look at it. " After dressing up, Yuanshan looked very much like Zhu Yan, otherwise he would not have been used by the four sects to perform in that drama back then.
Gu Fuyou was like an excited naughty child playing tricks on others. Zhong Michu watched her go away, helplessly and indulgently.
He turned his eyes back, stroked the strings of the guitar with both hands, and the sound of the guitar lingered as he pressed the strings.
She thought to herself that the dominance of the Four Immortal Sects could not last long.
The human race is different from the Qingluan and Dragon races. The two races rely on faith and blood to lead their people. The royal family is of great significance and indispensable. Humans are born without distinction of noble or humble.
The situation in Nanzhou has already changed. It is not obvious now, but in ten or twenty years, Nanzhou will be free from oppression, and the aristocratic sects and cities that develop freely will grow rapidly. The aristocratic families in the other three continents who are content with the status quo will see the benefits and will not be willing to remain silent.
Everyone is locked in a cage, but they don’t feel unfair. Instead, they will be complacent because their cage is bigger than others.
When someone opens the cage, the world will be vast and open for everyone to roam, and those who are still locked in the cage will begin to envy, resent, and become restless. If they learn the truth of the past, they will be so angry that they will probably rebel.
The turmoil in the other three continents is a matter of time. Nothing can be achieved without bloodshed.
Gu Fuyou was like a gust of wind, sweeping away the old and corrupt rules.
The shackles on the four continents were clanging loudly in the strong wind.