There is a house in Changling where the rain is pouring.
All the doors and windows in this house are extraordinarily large, not because the owner particularly likes to breathe, but because the owner of this house is really huge.
Hengshan Xuhou's hill-like figure was sitting in front of a certain window, his gaze was looking in the direction of Mount Li through the rain curtain.
It was Ding Ning who was sitting beside the tea table beside him, drinking tea slowly.
"I didn't expect that the old house fell into disrepair during the heavy rain, and the house collapsed and the walls were destroyed. Everything happened so quickly, just like I didn't expect the collapse of Bashan Sword Field so quickly." Hengshan Xuhou's eyes were filled with indescribable emotion.
There have been many dynasty changes in history, but he has not personally experienced them, and those dynasty changes are seldom so fast, so it is difficult to describe his feelings in words.
But Ding Ning could understand his feelings.
"Since they were all caught off guard, I just want you to make the same choice as back then so that this matter can end faster." Ding Ning said calmly, drinking tea.
Xu Hou turned his huge body slowly, even though he was only wearing ordinary civilian clothes, it seemed a bit difficult: "Don't you remember what happened back then?"
Ding Ning didn't answer Xu Hou's question directly, but smiled lightly and said, "You should understand that no matter it was then or now, I never wanted to be emperor, nor did I have any interest in being emperor. Especially back then, I It’s only for Changling, and it’s only for the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty who were born and died with us. If you feel that the ending can’t be changed, and if it ends faster, many people will die less, your choice is understandable.”
Xu Hou was silent for a long time before he said, "I can't represent all of them."
Ding Ning shook his head and said, "You can."
Xu Hou was a little stunned.
Ding Ning looked at him and said, "Because only you don't know that you are already the decision maker elected by them... Because in their view, you are the closest to Bashan Sword Field, so they think they let you be the middleman to meet me , it will be easier to suppress my hatred, so that I can accept you better."
Xu Hou lowered his head.
His facial muscles twitched slightly.
He was ashamed.
He has never done anything for the Bashan Sword Field in these years. At most, he secretly expressed some goodwill to those practice sites who sympathized with the Bashan Sword Field and were dissatisfied with Zheng Xiu Yuanwu, and solved some troubles of those practice sites.
Just like back then, although he fought Ye Celeng once, he secretly kept Ye Celeng instead.
Is it just enough kindness
He bowed his head and lowered a little.
This is the nod.
Ding Ning also nodded, and turned his head to look at the rain curtain outside the window, "All this will end soon, and a unified dynasty that has never been seen before will appear. Even if there is another bloody battle for power and position in the future, when After the unification of this dynasty, at least whether it is Qin, whether it is the former Han Zhaowei, or the current Chu Yanqi, people in these places will soon lose the concept of dynasty boundaries. There are only people in the world, not which dynasty you are People. This is the beginning of a whole new era.”
"Goodwill matters."
Ding Ning smiled, "Only those who feel that the world is reasonable and have goodwill towards things in this world can gain the goodwill of this world."
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The carriage was driving in the heavy rain, and the rain column hammered against the ceiling, making a dull sound.
In the empty streets and alleys, galloping military horses kept passing by.
When Ding Ning walked out of the Marquis Xu's mansion, the carriage he was in became even more restricted area of Changling, and no one would take care of it.
Just like when Yuanwu was finally launched many years ago, the real dignitaries of Changling have quietly completed their formation.
Compared with the bloody turmoil in Changling, what these dignitaries have to do this time is simpler.
They just do nothing.
Nothing needs to be done.
Most of the galloping military horses carried low-level officials from various divisions.
Most of these low-level officials rushed out of the city for only one purpose, and that was to track down the disappeared Zhao Gao.
The world of the real rich and powerful only cares about the interests of the whole and conforming to the general trend. As for the people at the bottom, those who really support the operation of the huge dynasty, what they need is some wonderful ideas for the future, some hope for a better life .
For the vast majority of ordinary people, their choices are based on more direct emotions.
Or rather, manipulative dreams, emotions governed by lies and ideas fed by others.
It is more troublesome to make these people make decisions, and some demagogic means are needed.
The former Yuan Wu was actually very good at this method.
Yuan Wu used this method when he asked merchants to act as scapegoats in order to temporarily quell the strong backlash from the old elites.
At one point of the Weihe River, the water flowed against the tide, and a golden man rushed out.
The count of crimes on Jinren's back are all related to the merchant.
So the merchant was wiped out, leaving only one orphan girl.
The tactic is clumsy, but surprisingly effective.
Many things have been passed on for a long time, and they have been passed on a lot, and they seem to be true.
The carriage carrying Ding Ning headed north of the city.
He wants to solve the problem of ordinary people's choice, and at the same time solve the problem of Gushan Jianzang.
If the city of Changling must become the center of the world in the future, and become a majestic city with long-term peace and stability, he will not leave behind any power that may easily destroy this city.
As the carriage moved forward, the true energy in his body quietly spread between the heaven and the earth.
However, under the traction of his true energy, many streams of water under the carriage wheels gathered into thin bundles secretly and as if alive, and infiltrated into the cracks of the Changling Stone Road in an orderly manner, and penetrated into the ground veins below.
The carriage traveled northward quietly, but Ding Ning in the carriage was pulling more and more power, like a spider weaving a huge web, and it was still weaving continuously, the silk thread involved the city. In more and more places, slowly, it's like walking with most of the city.
Some of the original power between heaven and earth deep in the ground began to be aroused.
A slight break in those originally balanced forces can trigger an unimaginable release of power.
However, those forces were suppressed by the giant net dragged by Ding Ning.
The records of Gushan Jianzang itself are the means to stimulate this kind of power.
But now, this destructive power is only slowing down.
The ground of Changling began to shake slowly.
All the buildings on the ground began to shake slightly.
All the tables, chairs and beds in the house began to shake, and the pots and utensils in the window began to collide, making a heart-pounding sound.
Although it was still raining heavily, everyone started to leave the house and started to feel scared.