Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 300, Enlightenment at Taiping Villa, My heart is bright, what else is there to say?

After Liu Hong had slept for about a few hours, Fan Dabing woke him up.

Relying on the guidance of Yan He, the commander of the city defense army, he brought some personal guards to the Taiping Villa in Kyoto.

The governor's guard had already been deployed around Taiping Villa.

Many guards jumped into the lake of Taiping Villa, looking for a box of bullets that Ye Qingmei had thrown into the lake.

Zhang Liang looked at his many personal guards, who were leaving the lake one after another, and shook his head and sighed, returning empty-handed.

There was finally some solemnity on his face.

The box of bullets that the adults mentioned, has not been found yet?
Can Barrett, with only one bullet, threaten Emperor Qing and help Liu Hong conquer the world?

Emperor Qing has already developed gunpowder. According to Liu Hong's idea, it will take five or six years to make a deterrent musket.

If this is the case, it will be difficult to fight for the world, let alone a revolution!

But if Liu Hong were to study gunpowder now, not only would it be too late, but even the temples of gods and the Qing Temple would probably be separated from Liu Hong.

The temple remains tolerant of changes in thought.

If Liu Hong chooses technological change, they will probably abandon Liu Hong and choose another supporter.

In response to the nuclear war ten thousand years ago, the temple’s attack on technology was so strong that it could be said that no room was left for maneuver.

By then, it is very likely that Liu Hong will be caught between a rock and a hard place, and instead lose the support of the grand master and his last bit of confidence.

Zhang Liang collected his thoughts, took heavy steps, and went to look for Liu Hong.

Liu Hong sat quietly in the attic of Taiping Villa, his face neither sad nor happy, as if his body had merged into the world.

Zhang Liang stopped instantly.

Hong Zhu wanted to bring the cakes and go forward to persuade Liu Hong to eat something.

But Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to dissuade him and shook his head.

"This is a critical period for adults. No one should stop them."

Hong Zhu's heart was beating fast, with a little tone.

"My Lord, are you planning to break through to become a Grandmaster?"

Zhang Liang was speechless for a moment and shook his head.

The nuclear radiation has been continuously absorbed by Ku He in the north, Si Gu Jian in the east, Ye Liuyun in the south, and Emperor Qing in the center for decades.

It's already very thin, and this is an unavoidable dilemma.

Otherwise, why have countless brilliant people been stuck at the ninth rank and unable to advance further over the years?

Hong Zhu was puzzled, but he just looked at Zhang Liang's expression and nodded.

Maybe this moment is very important to Liu Hong.

Zhang Liang's eyes flickered, and he vaguely recalled the days when his country was destroyed and his family was ruined, and he was powerless to do anything.

He also had this moment, but unfortunately he failed. Even so, he benefited a lot, and his wisdom was enough to plan the affairs of the world and lay the foundation for a century-long cause.

A great man or a genius, it all depends on what Liu Hong chooses.

Liu Hong sat quietly in the high-rise building, watching as his personal guards were unable to find the bullets left by Ye Qingmei.

At first, he was a little scared, after all, this was his last resort against Emperor Qing.

In case he fails to break through to the Grand Master level, Barrett can also serve as a substitute.

These days, the prince rebelled and some of his allies drifted away. Emperor Qing regarded himself as a thorn in his side.

Fan Ruoruo is making trouble, Liu Ying's future, his subordinates are confused, Northern Qi, the urging of Dongyi City, and the news from the temple messenger.

All this pressure was put on Liu Hong, and for a moment, he felt a little breathless.

The true energy in the body became unstable again.

Liu Hong's head suddenly exploded and he questioned his heart.

does it worth?
Do you think it's worth it? You are just a time traveler, why don't you kneel down to Emperor Qing like Fan Xian did.

With your own abilities, you can be granted a title of nobility or a general, live a stable life, and make your family happy. Isn't that good?

Liu Hong felt so much regret in his heart that he even had the urge to lower his head.

Even if he made every effort, after he and Zhang Liang and others died, wouldn't his descendants become tyrants?
You should know that Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, had both good and bad reputations, and he also did a lot of foolish things in his later years.

Liu Hong's eyes gradually became dark, as if they had lost all color, and a line of clear tears slowly flowed down.

His goal was too ambitious and too difficult. Even if he merely reduced taxes and levies to one-tenth of the tax rate and implemented it throughout the country, there would be countless aristocratic families who would object.

Liu Hong can't see the bright future, and he can't finish the tortuous road!

Just when countless pressures were about to overwhelm Liu Hong, a hearty laugh was heard in the darkness.

A blurry figure reveals an indescribable sense of elegance and coolness.

"Hahahaha... Anyway, I was just a gangster in the beginning. Becoming a king is already a profit."

"Now I have become the emperor. I can only say that I am destined to be the emperor by destiny."

A slight smile appeared on Liu Hong's lips.

This ancestor of mine is really cheerful, just like a gambler.

He had learned quite well in the early stage, but later as his power rose, he behaved poorly towards Emperor Qing and protected himself towards Fan Xian.

I really can't stand it and I'm angry at them for not fighting back!
The darkness remains, the confusion still exists, but there is a little more excitement and laughter.

Liu Hong's eyes gradually regained some color, but they seemed a little lost.

Maybe his delay in carrying out the revolution disappointed his teacher!

After all, what is the difference between me now and Fan Xian kneeling at the feet of Emperor Qing? At most, I can be called a traitor and a feudal ruler.

A ray of light tore through the darkness and the sun rose high.

Liu Hong held the chair tightly with his hands, his eyes seemed to be looking for something.

"Hahahaha...little kid, here, here..."

The blurry figure laughed and waved at Liu Hong.

Liu Hong choked up for a moment, tears filling his eyes. Countless words were brewing in his chest, but he couldn't say them.

The blurry figure continued to laugh. Although his figure was not very tall, he was able to break through the darkness.

"You look a little confused, hahaha... You must have a lot to say to me, right?"

"Put these words in your heart, actively participate in research and practice, and actively go among the people."

"Your confusion will soon be answered."

"Little kid, time waits for no one."

As soon as the words fell, the sun emitted a blazing flame, burning away the endless darkness.

Liu Hong's vision became clear again, his eyes were a little moist, but there was no more pain or confusion.

He watched the guards quietly, still insisting on searching for the ammunition box in the lake, and even wanted to drain the entire lake.

Liu Hong smiled and spoke loudly.

"Don't look for it anymore. It's not important anymore!"

Decades of meditation in Taiping Courtyard finally borne fruit, and I had an epiphany one day.

Liu Hong does have regrets, but he has transcended life and death.

With clear eyes, he looked towards Kyoto and slowly stretched out his hand.

But... my heart is bright, what else is there to say!

Liu Hong was not capable of creating a new world.

This is the limitation of one's own ability, the limitation of the world, and the limitation of the times.

But no matter what, the future dynasty will only be better than the current Nanqing and Northern Qi, right?
Because the new idea has been born, it is waiting for Liu Hong to slowly spread it to the world.

Hong Zhu looked at Liu Hong with indescribable shock in his eyes.

Liu Hong's expression remained the same, and his Qi was still colliding, but his temperament had been sublimated.

Free from the low worldly desires, yet rooted in the red dust.

Zhang Liang finally smiled and bowed to Liu Hong sincerely.

In the world of Joy of Life, the grandmaster cultivates strength but not virtue!

Perhaps the state of mind of a grandmaster surpasses that of most mortals, but it is still not worthy of the power that a grandmaster should have.

At this moment, Liu Hong's state of mind has completely reached the level of a grandmaster, and he only needs to wait for the infusion of countless true qi.

One step into sainthood and become a grand master.

Zhang Liang's tone was filled with anticipation.

"My Lord, what have you realized?"

Liu Hong laughed and looked at Zhang Liang, no longer as mysterious as before, and spoke softly.

“Practice makes perfect!”

(End of this chapter)