Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 137 A nobleman's wrath causes four thousand corpses to float.
Having a harem of three thousand is a very pleasant thing for an emperor.

When a breeding boar has three thousand beauties, it's not a good thing.

Everything has its limits, and given the vicious words and disgusting examples the dog used, Yun Ce was naturally unwilling.

At this point, Yun Ce's last shred of goodwill towards Chang'an of the Han Dynasty was completely eroded by the cruel method of breeding pigs.

At this moment, Yun Ce felt a deep sense of guilt towards Peng Zeng. Putting himself in Peng Zeng's shoes, he knew that the person Peng Zeng most wanted to kill right now was Yun Ce.

Humans are human beings; they cannot be raised like pigs.

"Why are you suddenly bringing up Peng Zeng?" Zhang Min, who had just served Yun Ce a bowl of rice, deliberately bent down so that her long hair would fall on Yun Ce's face, thus blocking E Ji's view and making it easier for Yun Ce to peek into her collar.

Yun Ce shook his head, brushed Zhang Min's hair aside, and said seriously, "I suddenly realized that the life I arranged for Peng Zeng doesn't seem to be a good life."

Zhang Min straightened her hair, and seeing Eji staring at her fiercely, she deliberately tugged at her collar before casually saying, "You're not Peng Zeng, how would you know he doesn't like his current life? Let me tell you, he has six wives now, three of whom are pregnant. He lives a life of luxury every day, and even the most prestigious people in Chang'an treat him with great respect."

I've heard that countless people in Chang'an want to send him women, money, and houses. I think Peng Zeng really enjoys his life. Just a few days ago, he saw a top-notch song and dance performance in Chang'an and was adored by countless beauties. Your worries are completely unnecessary.”

Yun Ce nodded. Since Peng Zeng was living a good life, he didn't need to feel guilty.

Zhang Min planned to invite Peng Zeng to her home for dinner in a while, so that Yun Ce could observe Peng Zeng up close.

Just as Yun Ce was waiting for the beans to ripen, a fierce water battle broke out on Dragon Lake outside Yun Ce's house.

This was the first time in Yun Ce's life that he had seen so many ancient warships fighting each other on the lake.

First came a small-scale volley of arrows to probe the enemy, then came a head-on charge. Arrows flew like locusts, accompanied by a piercing whistle, followed by a silent rain of arrows, which were evenly distributed to every ship.

Although most of the arrows were blocked by shields, wooden signs, and other cover, some still landed in the gaps and eventually struck people.

The catapult was truly terrifying. Stones the size of human heads were thrown high into the air. Although most of them fell into Longhu Lake due to inaccurate aiming, many stones still landed on the boat. Then, Yun Ce saw the horrific scene of blood flowing like a river through his binoculars.

If there's a probability factor involved in catapult killings, once the massive boom is pulled up and then suddenly released, the thing falls heavily like a fly swatter, swatting people like flies. Each swatter can kill many people, and after the boom is pulled up again, the deck is covered with many flattened corpses.

After the sharp and sturdy rams of the warships pierced each other's ships, the men from both sides would jump onto each other's ships. One group would die on board, and then another group would take their place.

Those who jumped onto the boat fought fiercely with their opponents, as if they were mortal enemies. It seemed they wouldn't stop until they had killed everyone on the other side.

Looking at the densely packed corpses floating on the lake, Yun Ce decided that he did not want to eat fish from Longhu Lake for at least five years. If the war continued, he planned to sell the manor here. In any case, Longhu Lake would definitely be polluted after this bloody battle.

"This is the majesty of the Grand Marshal." Peng Zeng stood with his hands behind his back in the pavilion at the highest point of the Yun family manor, feeling deeply moved.

Yun Ce put away his binoculars and looked at Peng Zeng's extremely imposing back, asking, "Whose forces were attacked?"

Peng Zeng said smugly, "It cannot be said."

Yun Ce said, "That must be the emperor. The scene of a subject fighting against the emperor is something that can only be seen once, and once it is seen, it will be gone forever."

Peng Zeng suddenly turned around and looked at Yun Ce, saying, "Yu Heng asked me to pass on a message to you. She doesn't want to be your enemy. Last time at the Ren family, she only used a political tactic commonly used by the nobles of Chang'an. She didn't really intend to harm you."

Seeing Peng Zeng stray from the right path at another crucial moment, Yun Ce bowed and said, "It is my honor."

When Yuheng was mentioned, Peng Zeng's eyes immediately softened. He continued, "Yuheng also said that your relationship should have been closer. She had thought about making it up to you, but seeing that your misunderstanding of her was getting deeper and deeper, she could only sigh inwardly."

Yun Ce, Yu Heng is a very good person; you should be more understanding of her difficulties.

Yun Ce couldn't understand whether Peng Zeng had the ability to learn from his mistakes. How could he still maintain a pure heart after experiencing so many cruel and brutal things?

"Yes, you're right. However, I'm about to go to the north of the Great Wall to cultivate the land, so we won't have many chances to meet again. Please apologize to Yuheng for me. Tell her that Yun Ce is a wild man from beyond the Great Wall and hasn't adapted to life in Chang'an yet. Please forgive him if he offended you before."

Peng Zeng was overjoyed upon hearing this. He took out a stack of gold vouchers from his pocket and placed them in Yun Ce's hand, saying, "That's how it should be, that's how it should be. These gold vouchers were given to you by Yu Heng. She also said that she was grateful for your life-saving grace."

Yun Ce didn't look at the stack of redemption tickets, but looked seriously into Peng Zeng's eyes and asked, "Do you like your current life?"

Peng laughed and said, "I could not obtain wealth and honor through martial arts, but I easily obtained them with my body. Although the paths are different, the result is the same, so I am very happy."

Yun Ce smiled and said, "Don't you feel humiliated?" Peng Zeng shook his head and said, "If I obtained this wealth and honor through martial arts, do you think I would no longer be humiliated?"

Look at the scene before you. Even someone like the emperor or the Grand Marshal has to risk his life for a result.

Yun Ce, I know why you asked that question. To tell you the truth, they flattered me on the surface to get the precious medicine. I knew it was fake, but I was still happy. As for what they said about me behind my back, I didn't care.

This kind of life is good enough for me.

Upon hearing Peng Zeng's words, Yun Ce, who had originally intended to treat him to a real bowl of oil-splashed noodles, immediately abandoned the idea.

It's obvious that this person doesn't deserve to eat his own oil-splashed noodles.

The battle on Longhu Lake lasted until the sun began to set, at which point the gong sounded to signal the end of the battle. At this time, the dim sunlight shone on the shimmering lake surface, turning it golden. It would have been most fitting to play a tune like "Fisherman's Song at Dusk" then. Unfortunately, there was just too much trash on the lake.

When a nobleman is enraged, four thousand corpses float on the water...

Only now did Yun Ce understand why there were so many people living such miserable lives in this country that was always blessed with good weather and abundant harvests.

This country appears calm and peaceful, seemingly keeping the powerful enemy, the Gui Fang, at bay. However, the internal strife is so fierce and brutal that it is no less intense than war, and perhaps even more so.

From Hekou Village and Pingyuan City to Sheyang City, Chuyun City, and now Chang'an, the chaos in these places has absolutely nothing to do with Yun Ce. They were already in chaos before Yun Ce appeared.

Having thought these things through, Yun Ce immediately sent people to harvest the beans after discovering that the giant pods were starting to dry.

Yun Ce planted yellow soybeans this time, because he always felt that the pure white jade beans were unrealistically white.

The baby bean grows in a triangular, hard pod. If you touch the pod with your finger, a lifelike chubby baby will pop out.

This stuff is actually quite good to eat raw. At this point, its fat hasn't liquefied yet, and when you bite into it, it's crispy, fragrant, and soft. Apart from a slight bean-like smell, there's nothing else to complain about.

Yun Ce no longer pays much attention to output, because no matter how he calculates it, the final result will always far exceed his expectations.

He was preparing to leave because he realized that as long as he remained in Chang'an, everyone in his family would eventually be corrupted by the city's bad atmosphere.

Chang'an is beyond saving. Yun Ce is now willing to bet that if Hong Guniang's rebel army were to arrive in Chang'an right now, no matter how strong the military forces or how brave the soldiers are, Hong Guniang and her people would definitely be victorious in the end.

Because the nobles here hate each other more than they hate the rebels.

"The difficulty of starting a rebellion has been drastically reduced, don't you want to give it a try?"

Gouzi only asked about this matter after hearing Yun Ce's social investigation report on Chang'an.

Yun Ce said indifferently, "There's really no need to rebel to deal with them."

The dog's voice immediately turned cold.

"Without rebellion, there is no breaking of the old social order. Without breaking the old social system, what you do is meaningless, because after you die, the old social order will retaliate."

You should understand that you are telling people to transform nature, conquer nature, and become self-reliant in order to survive. Others are telling people that as long as they follow the way of nature, that is, just lie down and they can continue to live. Do you think your theory still has any basis?

You've seen what happened to Peng Zeng. He was originally a proud warrior and a proud knight-errant. He worked hard to use his strength to earn a life full of glory for himself, but unfortunately, he repeatedly ran into obstacles and was repeatedly thwarted. Now, he's laid down his arms, and a good life will naturally come to him.

Yun Ce, let me ask you this: without major social reforms and purges, how can you ensure your ideals are thoroughly implemented?

Yun Ce smiled and said, "Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. Different environments require different approaches, and we cannot simply apply the same methods blindly. This has always been our work style."

"Dog, you're too dogmatic."

"What? I'm a dogmatist. I can recite all of the teacher's articles by heart, and I know all the comments on the teacher's articles. What I say is the true truth that I have combined after selecting the best of the best."

In terms of research, who can surpass me?

(End of this chapter)