Die For Life

Inciting hatred, destroying silver and blood, chaos and yang, ruining the county...

Sitting in the study room of Negative Jing Bieyuan, Le Yu suddenly regretted a little bit, and killed Jing Qingfeng for a moment.

At any rate, he had to lie to him and tell him the overall plan.

Think about it carefully, Jing Qingfu's idea is correct. Firstly, by inciting people’s hatred to cause the Xuanzhu chaos, the bottom of the Heyang Army is also ordinary civilians. As long as part of the Heyang Army can be turned against it-there is no need to turn against it. There must be capable people and careerists in the Heyang Army, just give them one. Opportunity, they can also pry up the contradiction with Yang Jun.

The army is the basis for suppressing all contradictions. When problems arise in the army, other contradictions will also surface. As long as the Heyang Army is unable to manage Xuanzhu County for the time being, that is the time when the silver blood will collapse. Fuse, the entire Xuanzhu County will explode.

The half-city area was attacked, and the Silver and Blood Chamber of Commerce suffered heavy losses, but the merchants had to appease the workers. Even if they provided factory reconstruction work, the treatment of the workers was definitely not much better.

However, the attack has nothing to do with the workers. The workers only feel that they have been treated harshly by the factory owners.

Even if Yinxue would send people to cry out about the loss of the factory being burned, accusing Baiye’s attack of harming the interests of the vast number of people in Xuanzhu, and burning the factory was a blow to the workers’ jobs, but it is also true that they passed the loss on to the workers and civilians. Will dissipate.

What's more, they can't find Bai Ye, but they can find the boss!

Thinking about it this way, Leyu knew that the focus of the next work should be on the military side. If the Heyang Army is not chaotic, then no matter how much gunpowder is in the gunpowder barrel of Xuanzhu County, Heyang Army can pour cold water to cool it down.

But as long as there is a chaos with Yang Jun, then...

boom.

Tianjie trampled all the bones of the public.

In fact, Leyu doesn’t know whether he’s doing it right or not. For Dongyang, the budding capitalism represented by the Silver Blood Club is not useless. On the contrary, it is precisely because the Silver Blood symbolizes a higher productivity system that Dongyang District can siphon off other districts. The resources, even in troubled times, they are still singing and dancing.

With the Silver Blood Conference gone, will Dongyang really have a better regime?

Leyu is uncertain.

But he didn't waver in his heart.

Leave everything to history to judge, he only needs to do what he thinks is right.

Those who can't come to the best of their ambitions can have no regrets.

But how can it affect the army? Is there a channel for Bai Ye? It seems that we still have to discuss with the four guards of Huiyao behind Qin Leyin...

Knocking.

"The son."

Leyu stretched his waist: "Please come in."

Qing Lan pushed open the door, put down the wet umbrella, came in and sat down calmly, "Thank you, son."

Leyu looked at the rainy night outside: "Did you come here to thank you?"

"Yes, the son promised me a big house, and erased my sales agreement, Qing Lan has nothing to repay." Qing Lan said politely: "Thinking about it, I don't know how to thank the son, so I had to come over and express my gratitude. Affection."

"Just work hard," Le Yu said: "The Youth Daily is very important. You have to continue publishing according to the route I arranged."

If Silver Blood’s exploitation of the bottom layer of the Black Candle is gunpowder accumulated over decades, the Youth Daily is the bucket that puts these explosives together—it makes those who don’t want to open their eyes just want to live in a muddle-headed manner. Everyone can see the naked contradictions in reality, the exploitation with nowhere to hide, and the'evil' spreading in the air.

It describes how the lives of the rich are corrupted, how the upper class is separated from the bottom, tells young people that there is no way out in the future, agitates the anger and hatred of the exploited, and implies that there is only one way to change the plight.

If it is said that the silver blood will be hard to make people admit their fate.

The goal of "Youth Daily" is to make people disregard their fate.

However, this is a long period of inciting work. Leyu only started at the beginning and needs to be followed up to maintain it. After all, everything is difficult at the beginning, then difficult in the middle, and difficult at the end.

When the gunpowder barrel really exploded, it was the time to witness whether the "Youth Daily" had any effect.

Leyu thought for a while, and felt that Qing Lan might be afraid that she would parachute a relative of Jing family to the newspaper, so she comforted: "Don't worry, I will tilt resources to take care of the newspaper. You are still the editor-in-chief of the newspaper."

Qing Lan nodded: "Thank you, son, for your appreciation."

The room fell silent, Leyu lowered his head and continued to check the Jing family's property details-he was the owner of the family at any rate, and he had to do this by himself, and he couldn't even blindly see how many resources he could use.

"If you want to read the book, you can get it yourself." Le Yu said: "You can read it, but most of them are ledgers and the like. The miscellaneous books are in the cabinet on the far side."

"My son," Qing Lan said, "You send someone to tell me that I'm free..."

"Yes."

"what does that mean?"

Leyu glanced at Qing Lan strangely, and Qing Lan smiled bitterly: "No one has ever said this to me..."

"Oh...it's very simple. You can do whatever you want. Well, of course, it's best not to violate morality and the law." Leyu said casually: "Go where you want to go, eat what you want to eat, and play whatever you want. Games, people who like to like... You can even sell Jing Mansion as your capital to start a new life in a new place, such as Yanjing."

Qing Lan smiled and said, "When you walked home last time, you talked to me about that topic, just to test if I want to leave with a large sum of money?"

"Almost the same, but since you have a sense of accomplishment in the position of the newspaper editor-in-chief, you can continue to stay. After all, I am quite short of people."

"It's fine if you can help the young man." Qing Lan asked her head slightly, and suddenly asked, "Will the young man leave?"

"Huh?" Le Yu closed the ledger, tilted his head and looked at Qing Lan.

"I don't know why, I always have a feeling that the son may leave Xuanzhu County and leave Dongyang at any time..." Qing Lan looked at her fingers, avoiding Le Yu's gaze: "You don't like the current life. You even hate this place, you want to run away."

Leyu smiled and said, "Who would like a place like Xuanzhu County?"

"But son, you are in Xuanzhu County, shouldn't you be... the kind of person who can live very happily?"

"If I am happy, it means that someone is unhappy."

Le Yu squinted his eyes and stared at the memory phantom in the void: "Here, if you don't hurt others, you can't live."

Qing Lan asked: "Then son, where are you going to go in the future?"

Speaking of this, Leyu is energetic: "Do you know the well of the gods and demons in the secret world of heaven and earth?"

Leyu briefly described the wonders of the secret realm of heaven and earth, and the rumors that the Well of Gods and Demons traveled through the world, Qing Lan said thoughtfully: "Then you want to be a traveler in the future?"

"Yes, when I reach my goal, I will start my journey through mountains and rivers." Leyu smiled bitterly: "But my goal is difficult to achieve. As for the Well of Gods and Demons, it may be just a mountain and river. Fantasy... I always feel that I have chosen two impossible ideals."

"Then can I travel with the son?" Qing Lan said, "I am also very interested."

"No, you are not interested."

"I have--"

"You didn't." Leyu said: "Just like you are not interested in playing card games, you are not interested in traveling either."

Qing Lan was startled.

"Although you are really good at playing cards, I can still tell if others are perfunctory or sincere when they play with me." Leyu shrugged: "The first one wins me first, and the second one is evenly matched. Now, the third deliberate mistake allowed me to win the destruction... I have to say that I was so letting go by you, a beginner, and my heart hurts."

Qing Lan quickly explained: "My son, I actually--"

"I understand." Leyu interrupted her: "You are just playing with me, because I am your master and you are the servant I bought. You need to survive to please me, so even if you are not interested, I must also force myself to have the same interests and entertainment as me."

"So I said, you are free."

"You don’t need to please others in the future. You are not anyone’s possession. You can live the life you want. You can get involved in your field of interest, learn a strategy, develop a hobby, and even go. Relying on Guoxue, you are actually about the same age as my sister...as a female student, maybe you still have a chance to be admitted to the Yanjing Royal Academy."

"You came to me, are you afraid that I will abandon you?"

Qing Lan flushed, subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but still nodded imperceptibly.

"This is normal. After all, I am the only person you can rely on, so I want to follow me with the following consciousness." Leyu talked eloquently: "This is just an illusion. Not used to it."

"Go back to sleep well and go to work normally. You will soon find that you don't need a master or a fairy emperor..."

"So can't I leave with the son?" Qing Lan asked suddenly.

Leyu suddenly felt that when he returned to the tutor, he told a series of math problem solutions, and then the other party asked himself with a question mark on his face, ‘then why can’t I just measure the angle with a protractor’?

"You can leave, this is your freedom." Leyu said: "But why are you following me?"

"because I--"

Are you worthy?

Qing Lan was suddenly dumb. She looked at the casually dressed but unbelievable young man in front of her. She felt that the words about to jump out of her throat ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were pressed back by the heavy gravity of reality.

Are you worthy?

In the future, he wants to marry the right wealthy lady, and you are just a plaything he bought.

Are you worthy to say those words?

He has been good enough to you, and if you say these words again, it will only make you greedy and inadequate, and even make you think you are wishful thinking.

In this land of silver and blood, the survival skill every Dongyang person has to learn is to accept fate.

"...Then I'll go back first."

"farewell."

Although Leyu was very dissatisfied with Qing Lan's words, but it is also possible that the other party suddenly forgot what to say, and he forgave her.

Qing Lan left the study, closed the door, and just walked into the courtyard, was beaten by the rain, and suddenly felt unwilling.

She plucked up the courage to turn around, but she hesitated in front of the door with her hand, she didn't dare to knock or push.

She didn't want to leave, she had a hunch, if she left like this, then she would be really free.

She didn't dare to go in, her identity was like a pair of heavy shackles, reminding her to confess her life all the time.

The wind and rain were getting heavier, and the rain was blowing on Tsing Yi Luoshang. Qing Lan stood wet in front of the door, looking down at her fingers through the cracks in the door.

She was in the same mood as her situation. She wanted to go in to shelter from the rain, but she didn't dare, so she had to stand in the rain all the time, facing the wind and rain for some reason.

Thinking about it, Qing Lan suddenly felt a little wronged.

She didn't want to behave with him at first, but he made her think that there will be a future.

Suddenly, a thrust came from behind, pushing Qing Lan forward.

She turned her head in amazement and found that Mi Die came to her behind her silently at some unknown time. She retracted her hand that was pushed out, and exhaled a word:

"bother!"