Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 247 Destiny is so powerful! !
After calming down, Yang Yun felt a strange cold touch on the palm of his hand.

No one knows what material the gun barrel, which is as thick as a pigeon egg, is made of. It feels as smooth as jade, but its surface has countless granular, fine, non-slip textures.

When Yang Yun tried to rotate the handle, he could feel the mechanism moving through his palm. It was a subtle sense of resistance - not so loose that it would turn if touched by mistake, but not so tight that it was difficult to operate.

With a slight "click" sound, the vibration from the gun tip deforming was like the weapon trembling slightly in his hand.

The most special thing is the handle of the weapon, where a piece of warm black jade is inlaid. When holding it, Yang Yun actually feels a sense of blood and flesh blending, as if the black jade is a part of his body.

At this time, Gong Tianwu signaled and asked his guards to take a chicken and throw it towards Yang Yun.

Yang Yun subconsciously backhanded and the unlucky chicken was instantly pierced and then flew out.

This stabbing and poking is the way of fighting on the battlefield. If it were an enemy, he would be stabbed to death first, and then his body would be thrown out and crush a large area.

Just a few seconds after the chicken was pierced, Yang Yun actually felt a thin stream of warmth coming from the black jade, quickly flowing from the palm of his hand into his body, refreshing his body and mind.

If I had to describe the feeling, it would be like when you are tired and suddenly wipe your face with a hot towel, which instantly brings a very obvious sense of relaxation and comfort.

Gong Tianwu knew what happened by looking at Yang Yun's expression, and said calmly:
"This is the bloodlust being triggered. If you don't want to accept it, just resist and accept it in your heart."

Yang Yun was shocked:
“It’s amazing, how did you do that?”

Gong Tianwu said:

"Look carefully at the tip and the barrel of the gun."

Yang Yun took it closer and looked at it carefully, and found that there were densely packed and fine textures on its surface. When combined together, they seemed to form some extremely mysterious pattern.

Once a person is injured, the blood from the wound will seep into the texture and then be sucked into the inside.

Gong Tianwu smiled and said:
"As the saying goes, the Dharma cannot be taught lightly, and the Way cannot be passed on in vain. How about you serve me for ten years in exchange for such a magical object?"

"Ten years later, this Broken Army will be given to you. If you want to stay, I will welcome you. If you want to leave, I will not make it difficult for you. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Yang Yun ignored his father's angry expression and knelt on one knee, holding up "Po Jun" with both hands, and said excitedly with a trembling voice:

"Okay, it's a deal!"

***
After successfully subduing the fierce general Yang Yun, Gong Tianwu called in Hasar:

"The gifts brought by the Yang family father and son this time are quite valuable. It doesn't seem like they are just here to thank you for saving their lives. Do you know the reason behind this?"

Hasar said:

"I know. Since the Tianshui Yang family is too large, internal disputes are inevitable."

"The reason why Yang Cheng and his son were so successful before was mainly because Yang Rong, the head of their third branch, had been the city's magistrate for eighteen years."

"But not long ago, Yang Rong made a mistake and was caught in a weak spot. Although he tried his best to mediate, he will have to step down from this position next year."

Gong Tianwu suddenly came back to his senses:
"Oh, are you preparing for a future loss of power?"

Hasar nodded and said:
"Almost, but I think the more important thing is that you want to place a bet. Now it is being spread outside that Master, you are going to take over the position of the Crown Prince."

Gong Tianwu laughed and said:

"What's the point of being a prince? I have my own destiny, and I will definitely reach the same position as Wei Qu!"

Hasar looked relieved after hearing this, and he didn't think Gong Tianwu was bragging at all.

After all, even from now on, this lord is truly a man of great talent and strategy, who knows how to appoint the right people to the right positions, and has a very sharp eye. Every person he chooses is talented.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Tianwu began to review the documents of the past few days. He was able to read ten lines at a glance and had successfully built up a very efficient staff system, so he processed things extremely quickly.

When Gong Tianwu saw the urgent report, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He stood up and said to Temur who was standing next to him:
"Let's go see Mr. Chen."

Temur said:

"Okay, you can go anytime."

Gong Tianwu nodded and stood up. He looked down at the urgent report again and smiled:
"I never thought that Mr. Chen has such a good character. He has been working as a disciple of Sun Gongcao of Guangsheng County as a chess player for five years and has been marginalized the whole time. But he is still so loyal. Fortunately, I prepared for a rainy day and cut off the firewood."

Temur bowed slightly, did not answer, and led the way ahead.

Soon, the group arrived at the Sihai Inn where Chen Shengzhi was recuperating.

The autumn sun shines through the window frames of the inn, casting mottled light and shadows on the corridor.

Chen Shengzhi's door was open. From a distance, he could be seen leaning against the bed in a somewhat wooden manner, holding the newly received letter in his hand. The ink marks on the paper were very clear:

"Bad conduct leads to mediocrity." These eight words hurt people's eyes.

Sitting on a stool next to the bed was a man in his fifties, an acquaintance of Chen Shengzhi and Sun Gongcao's mentor.

This person was wearing a faded indigo gown, with gray hair showing from under a crooked scarf, a pair of small green eyes on his thin face, and a red nose. He said impatiently:

"Chen Shengzhi, the master has said that the host-guest affair is over now."

"This is the money for you to go back home."

Chen Shengzhi coughed twice, and a bitter smile appeared on his pale face:
"I have served Lord Sun for five years and I believe I have done my best."

"Chen Shengzhi."

The master interrupted him, his voice became colder:

"Your Excellency hates quibbling. Your so-called strategies are nothing but empty talk."

Outside the window, an autumn wind blew the fallen leaves against the window paper, making a rustling sound.

Chen Shengzhi sighed as he watched his master leave, and the letter of resignation in his hand fell to the ground helplessly. After five years of hard work, all he got in return was such a humiliating thing.

Just when he was feeling discouraged, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Mr. Chen, is it convenient for me to meet you?"

The visitor's voice was clear and full of authority that could not be refused.

Chen Shengzhi managed to stand up: "Come in."

When the door opened, a young man in a brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back. The jade pendant on his waist shone warmly in the sun. Following behind him was Awan, who had been taking care of him these days. The woman said softly:

"Mr. Chen, it's the young marquis who's here to see you."

Chen Shengzhi was shocked:
"My Lord, I am honored to be here. I..." He was about to struggle to stand up and salute, but was interrupted by a violent cough. Gong Tianwu quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to gently press:
"Sir, you are ill, so there is no need to be so polite." As he said this, his eyes fell on the dictionary beside him.

Who is Chen Shengzhi? He keenly caught this expression and immediately understood:

"Young Marquis, is this visit related to this letter of farewell?"

Gong Tianwu calmly sat down on the round stool beside the bed.

"Mr. is smart."

He looked directly into Chen Shengzhi's eyes:
"To be honest, this letter of resignation was obtained through the mediation of this marquis."

Chen Shengzhi's fingers suddenly clenched the quilt, his knuckles turning white:

"What does this mean, young marquis?"

"Sun Gongcao is blind and only thinks that the teacher is a guest and a playmate for hand-playing."

Gong Tianwu said in a steady voice:
"I know you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. If I invite you directly, it will inevitably make things difficult for you, and there will be all kinds of comments in the future that will damage your reputation. It would be better..."

He pointed to the dictionary on the ground and said, "Sun Gongcao was blind and cut off his own arm."

A sickly blush appeared on Chen Shengzhi's pale face, and he laughed bitterly at himself:

"I have been wandering around for half my life and have accomplished nothing. What virtue or ability do I have to deserve your favor, Young Marquis?"

Gong Tianwu stood up and walked to the window. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, just covering the bed:
"I always plan before I act, so I am determined to succeed. If I cannot use a talent like you, then I can only follow the example of Duke Mu who broke the jade."

After hearing this, Chen Shengzhi was shocked. He was well-read and of course knew the story of Duke Mu breaking the jade.

In those days, Duke Mu of Zhao and Duke Xiang of Kang were hunting in Beijun. Duke Xiang of Kang took out a piece of beautiful jade and showed it off to Duke Mu of Zhao. Duke Mu of Zhao wanted to play with it and was amazed by it. He was willing to exchange a city for the jade.

As a result, Duke Kang Xiang refused, so Duke Zhao Mu smashed the jade on a stone and said that if I can't get it, no one else can want it.

Duke Kang Xiang was furious and led an army to fight against Duke Mu of Zhao, but was defeated.

Although a thousand years have passed, there is still a scenic spot called "Jade Tomb" in Beijun. It is said that this is the place where the broken jade was buried.

The setting sun shone through the window, casting Gong Tianwu's shadow in front of Chen Shengzhi's bed.

The excessively young young marquis stood with his hands behind his back. The dark patterns on his brocade robe were faintly visible in the slanting light. The jade pendant on his waist swayed gently with his movements, casting tiny spots of light on the wall.

"Sir, do you know?"

Gong Tianwu suddenly turned around and tapped the window frame with his knuckles:

"If that beautiful jade was intact, how many cities would it be worth now?"

There was a smile on his lips, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"What a pity, it ended up as broken jade in a grave."

"I understand."

Chen Shengzhi swallowed hard, then let out a long breath and smiled with relief:
"Since the Lord has said such a thing, how dare Chen Shengzhi not appreciate it? But there is still one thing that the Lord must clarify."

Hearing Chen Shengzhi change his words to "Lord", Gong Tianwu smiled slightly and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Chen Shengzhi:
"I know what you want to ask. Go ahead."

The steam from the tea blurred Chen Shengzhi's expression. He took the teacup and said slowly:
"I am over thirty years old, unknown, without any achievements in literature, and weak in martial arts. Why do you think so highly of me, young marquis?"

Gong Tianwu laughed loudly and said proudly:
"I am blessed by the destiny and can identify the best talents in the world. Half a year ago, I received a revelation from the heavens that Wen Qu and Wu Qu would come to assist me. Wen Qu has arrived, and the only thing missing is Wu Qu, sir."

The expression on Chen Shengzhi's face was so interesting that for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Gong Tianwu smiled and said:
"You will recover in two days. Temur will take you to visit my various properties and armed forces so that you can have a general idea. Then you can come to my side to assist me with confidential matters."

After Gong Tianwu said this, he turned around and left.

After he walked out of the room, Kang's prompt appeared in front of him:

"You have successfully recruited a talented SS-type person: Chen Shengzhi as your subordinate."

"Your destiny +1.5."

"Currently, Chen Shengzhi's loyalty is: 64 points."

After receiving this hint, Gong Tianwu's eyes widened immediately. Chen Shengzhi actually increased his destiny by 1.5? Three times that of Cai Yuanchang?
But if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be an exaggeration.

After all, Cai Yuanchang's template is Cai Jing. This person is a double-edged sword. If the superior uses him well, he can be a capable minister who governs the country. But if he uses him poorly, he can be a treacherous prime minister who causes chaos in the country. Therefore, he only has 0.5 destiny.

But Chen Shengzhi is different.

In these troubled times, military generals are definitely more valuable than civil officials, especially for a top-notch military god like Chen Shengzhi. There is no problem with his Destiny +1. Moreover, his moral character is flawless, and he can also take care of the people and promote agriculture, so there is nothing wrong with his Destiny +1.5.

So in this case, my destiny has reached 2.4.

"No!" Gong Tianwu quickly checked and found that his destiny was currently 3.

He immediately realized that his destiny was +0.4 at the beginning because he only had the identity of the seventh son of the Marquis's Mansion.

And now that he is called the Young Marquis, he has been implicitly recognized as the Crown Prince by most people in the Marquis' Mansion, so his destiny will surely rise as well.

After the destiny reached three points, Gong Tianwu finally received the corresponding hint, and the mysterious ultimate data was finally revealed.

Kang's reminder also came slowly:

You have obtained 3 points of destiny and officially obtained the relevant information.

Mandate of Heaven usually only appears on rulers. It is a combination of the fortune favored by heaven and the wishes of the people under their rule.

Moreover, the people who depend on the rulers for survival must live a decent life. If public resentment boils over, the people are in dire straits, and their lives are in misery, then the Mandate of Heaven will inevitably be greatly weakened.

Only when the ruler is favored by heaven, and the country is peaceful and prosperous, and the people praise him, will the Mandate of Heaven increase significantly! !

Thousands of people point fingers at you, and you die without any illness! When you have enough destiny, those who are hostile to you and cursed by you (including cultivators) will suffer an extremely tragic blow, and their luck will drop significantly, even to the point where drinking cold water will make your teeth ache.

At the same time, the curses or hostility of your enemies (including cultivators) towards you will be shared by the people under your rule.

Of course, both of the above actions will consume your destiny.

When your destiny is consumed to a certain extent, your enemies will face the ultimate punishment: Heavenly Tribulation!!

Seeing the words "Heavenly Tribulation", Gong Tianwu took a deep breath.
At this moment, he finally understood why Dongjun had to reincarnate as Gu Tianyuan and come to this mortal world.

(End of this chapter)