Chapter 339 What's wrong with the world

Fazong, a white young man sat in the position of the suzerain, with a holy light on his face, which made it impossible for everyone to see. Who would have thought that such a calm, restrained and mature young man would be the figure who dominated Qinchuan in those years. In the past, the young man was more energetic, but now he is shining in a faint city.

This young man seems to have stopped asking about the world since six years ago. Emperor Lin Jinhe occasionally asked, and he just told him what he knew and thought. Like previous French suzerains, the young man lived in seclusion behind the whole Qinchuan mainland. In a position, you have to do something that conforms to the identity of this position. The young man took a deep breath and was ready to speak.

Several elders looked around the venue, and the hall, which was originally a little noisy, was silent.

"Today's topic is the world!" The young man's voice was not loud, but it suddenly crossed the audience, but the legal scholars did not dare to say another word.

After the young man accepted the position of former suzerain, he was not outstanding at first, because he was too young and the strength of Tianxiu was not outstanding. However, several major means after the young man took office have subdued the hearts of the pharaohs.

First of all, in the first year, the youth doubled the French Batu and gained a foothold in the continent for the first time.

The following year, the young people invested 300 million imperial coins to repair all the infrastructure of the French sects, and the number of Buddhists tripled in the same year.

In the third year, the news came from the Ama sect, and the first discussion with the priests of the Ama Temple was a great success. In the same year, the number of priests of the Ama branch reached 500,000.

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It seems that these achievements are just numbers, but there is nothing more convincing than numbers. Perhaps young people are not the strongest people in the sect, but they are the people who can carry forward the sect.

"The world I understand is not only Qinchuan Continent, nor Yama Continent, but the whole sky." The young man said lightly, "Someone wants to ask, there seems to be nothing in the sky. Except for clouds, it is the sun and the moon. If you think so, I'm afraid you're wrong. There are countless worlds like Qin Chuan and Yama. Our goal is to listen to heaven and see what those places exist like.

"Of course, the road goes step by step. Everyone knows that the sky is not easy to ascend. The sky must have a "down". Only when we find the foundation can we reach the sky step by step."

"Now the mainland of Qinchuan has been extremely chaotic, the world is in turmoil, and the people are unable to make a living. All the reasons are attributed to only heaven, no bottom, only the heart of kings, and no civilian will, so if we want to reorganize the world, we must start with public opinion."

"Over the years, has the French sect continuously developed just to be strong? No, we are sorting out the veins, sorting out the veins of the world, and then gathering public opinion through our own followers. Everyone has been in contact with the poorest people outside and knows what the people need? Can anyone tell me the answer?

"Food!" Money!" The young man said lightly, "It's all wrong. What they need is freedom, and the religious righteousness of our Dharma needs to be changed and add a freedom!"

The young man talked, and his eyes were like torches, just like Ren Heng's eyes when he first met him, and his eyes were swollen and spewed out sparks of wisdom from time to time.

I don't know when an old man with white hair and white beard stood behind the young man and said, "Master, Lin Jinhe is coming."

The young man got up faintly and left his position. The religious people are sincerely convinced and worship again.

Lin Jinhe was still so enchanting, but his eyes were a little more cloudy. The moment he saw the young man, he was a little angry and said, "When will the things you promised me succeed?"

The young man said lightly, "I have promised you too many things. I don't remember which one it is."

Lin Jinhe was a little angry, and his body was full of royal mythology. He roared angrily, "Min Chan, don't go too much. At that time, you promised that Yuancheng would not take three months to fight back."

The young man laughed and said, "Qinchuan Emperor, I think you are getting more and more confused. As an emperor, how can you easily trust a person, and he is a former enemy."

Lin Jinhe was a little stunned. "Is it that you advised me to withdraw from the army in those years, but it was a planned and planned thing?"

There was no expression on the young man's face, but in his tone, his disdain was completely revealed, "You are also a chess player in the world, who has been playing with the world for decades. Now that you have gone, don't you know what to do? My Dharmazong supported you back then because you were the hegemon of the world and must help you make the world as stable as possible, but this does not mean that I Dharmazong lack you. You know who can take good control of the world.

Lin Jinhe's face flashed red blood. He looked at Zhang Yi with no expression on his face and got up. Sooner or later, I will take it, but I hope you won't regret what you did today.

The young man sneered and said, "I think you know better than anyone else what will happen to the people who helped you win the world."

Some memories flowed through Lin Jinhe's mind. Except for a limited number of meritorious officials, they seemed to have been eliminated by all the people and helpers who used Mai He.

Lin Jinhe slowly came out of the hall. Although the spirit of the king was fully displayed, he was still old. Although he still had earth-shaking strength in his hand, he was a little tired in his heart. After all, he was no longer the person who controlled the chessboard in the world.

Out of the door and sitting in the imperial chariot, Lin Jinhe ordered the eunuchs around him, "Explain to Mai He that recently arranged people and help the Golden Gate escort me out of this city. Within a month, I will fight to the death with that unfilial son."

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"You are very strange today. Why did you provoke Lin Jinhe?" Zhang Yi looked at the young man who became more and more beautiful and detached. He said strangely and thought to himself that he was more and more like his master's temperament. It's just that he was in his twenties and cultivated this connotation. He couldn't help sighing for his brother's vision.

The young man laughed and said, "We and Lin Jinhe are just taking advantage of each other. Now the general trend of the world has changed, and Lin Jinhe has passed his luck. If we still bet on him, isn't it dizzy?"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly and said, "Sometimes I really don't know whether you are a businessman or a careful practitioner."

The young man's face darkened. He hasn't thought about what kind of person he is for several years. Perhaps from his heart, he still hopes that he is just a bounty hunter. In the environment where monsters run around, he exchanged his blood for success joy, not as if he is just hiding in the dark and playing tricks. Plan, carry the whole world on your own heart.

"The news came yesterday that the guy you had been waiting for for several years finally appeared." Zhang Yi said lightly, and there were still some impressions of the ancient battlefield that day in his mind. The red-skinned relative dragged his scarred body and dragged the three people alone to hide.

The young man didn't say anything. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. He hasn't seen him for so many years. Is he still qualified to regard him as his best friend?

For so many years, he has been in a high position, and only Zhang Yi and Peng Tao can speak. Even Ren Yixin and Zhao Min can't fully deliver his heart. Sometimes he feels that his life is too complicated. Because they are complex, the people who get along with them also become complicated, which is a vicious circle. And Xu Ge can always simplify that complexity.

When Zhang Yi saw the young man in a daze, he also sighed. He just remembered what he looked like when he was young and could trust others, but as he grew older, his friends disappeared one by one. That feeling made people feel sad.

In this world, what people fear most is not death, but loneliness. Because I'm afraid of loneliness, I'm afraid of death.

The young man finally stopped venting his emotions, restrained his spirit, and said, "Pay attention to inform the sects of the sect to pay attention to the movements of the four counties." After preparing my own plan for several years, I thought it would be stranded, but now it seems that it only needs to develop normally step by step.