Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 253 Is it really that hard to be a person?
Upon arriving at the main gate of the city lord's mansion, the chestnut horse was led to the stable, and Yun Ce was welcomed into the mansion by a middle-aged man in brocade robes.

Because his eldest son had recently died, the city lord's mansion was draped in mourning.

The people dressed in mourning clothes did not look at Yun Ce with friendly eyes. Yun Ce did not criticize their manners, after all, their funerals were caused by him.

The person was taken directly to the mourning hall, and then Yun Ce saw Han Qi, the governor of Taizhou.

Han Qi looked like an ordinary civil official, with a three-pronged beard, a slightly large nose, and a bit of a belly. He looked to be under forty years old, and sat there with his hands naturally clasped around his stomach. He didn't look like a villain at all.

However, his eldest son, Han Tong, who was planted in the ground, is said to be twenty-six years old. That is to say, this guy was already capable of getting women pregnant when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. Even if he is not bad in other aspects, the name of a lecherous devil is definitely appropriate for him.

The dead are the greatest.

Therefore, Yun Ce did not speak to Han Qi. He first grabbed three incense sticks to pay his respects to Han Tong. Since the man was dead, it was time to observe proper etiquette. He did not want Han Qi to think that he was not like a scion of a noble family.

"You beast!" A woman who was crying so hard she was about to faint lunged at Yun Ce, baring her teeth and claws. He easily dodged her, lit three incense sticks, and placed them in the incense burner before more women and children could rush over.

"Get out!"

Han Qi, who was sitting in front of the memorial tablet, shouted angrily, and the huge mourning hall immediately fell silent, with only the low sobbing of a few women remaining.

"Even if the King of Changsha or the High Priest are of high rank and great power, the Crown Prince cannot act so recklessly in my Taizhou, can he?"

Yun Ce found a stool and sat down. Looking at Han Qi, he said, "I heard you've gotten involved with the Gui Fang people?"

Han Qi said expressionlessly, "Why do you say that, Your Highness?"

Yun Ce waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't pretend. If it's true, it's true; if it's not, it's not. There's no room for negotiation between us. If you're colluding with the Gui Fang people, killing your son wouldn't be wrong, and I'd even want to kill you. If you're not, your son's death is just that—death. Don't hold it against me."

Han Qi was stunned by Yun Ce's words. He had thought that there would be countless interpretations after Yun Ce arrived, but the words he had just heard were completely unrelated to any of the answers he had imagined.

Yun Ce didn't ask for his answer. After his gaze swept around the mourning hall, it finally landed on a middle-aged man. This man was almost the most robust one in the entire mourning hall, and it was hard for Yun Ce not to notice him.

So Yun Ce walked over, looked up at the burly man who was over 2.2 meters tall, and asked, "Ghost Fang Mad Bull Knight?"

The burly man snorted but did not reply.

Yun Ce patted the burly man's arm and said, "Looks like he's one of the best among the Ghost Fang Mad Bull Knights."

After saying that, he turned to Han Qi and said, "No wonder your army is full of useless people. It turns out you're planning to use Gui Fang generals of a hundred and a thousand to bolster your army."

Han Qi stood up and looked at Yun Ce, saying, "Does the young master have the ability to fight a hundred men?"

Yun Ce nodded and said, "Yes."

Han Qi waved his hand, and a large group of warriors appeared at the entrance of the mourning hall. Yun Ce looked closely and found that they were all Gui Fang people, while the people inside the mourning hall retreated like a tide.

Han Qi laughed and said, "I mean, does the young master have the ability to defeat a hundred generals of a hundred men?"

Yun Ce considered it carefully and said, "I'll give it a try. I've never had this experience before."

Han Qi took a few steps back, away from Yun Ce, and said to the burly man, "General Qingyun, you can kill him now."

Yun Ce looked at the burly man named Qingyun with a smile and said, "The only thing that people can envy about the Guifang people is that they have a good name."

After saying that, he stretched out a finger and tapped the chest of the burly man named Qingyun. His huge body fell straight backward and didn't react much after falling to the ground, except that he opened his mouth very wide.

The loud sound of the burly man Qingyun falling to the ground startled the group of Guifang people who rushed in. However, they only hesitated for a moment before he overwhelmed Yun Ce like a tide.

In reality, only seven or eight people actually pounced on Yun Ce. These seven or eight people, plus Yun Ce, had already formed a human sand dune on the ground.

Yun Ce forcefully pushed away the person pressing down on him, stood on the pile of people without even looking at Han Qi, and then opened his arms to pounce on the other Gui Fang generals.

And so, he was once again pinned down by a group of people...

After four people appeared in the mourning hall, even the most dull-witted person would realize that something was wrong. Not only was Yun Ce unharmed, but he also seemed quite satisfied. As for how satisfied he was, Han Qi couldn't tell for a moment, but he felt that he seemed to really enjoy being dominated by those Gui Fang people.

Han Qi had already run out of the mourning hall, but for some reason she came back. Looking at the pile of human flesh on the ground, she deliberately kicked the lifelike but lifeless ghost generals a few times.

They discovered that all those people were dead, and the remaining ones were suppressed in a corner by Yun Ce's terrifying methods.

He returned to the stool he had been sitting on and continued to watch the battle.

Although Yun Ce found it a bit strange, seeing that Han Qi didn't intend to run away and was even leisurely drinking water from her teacup, he decided to satisfy Gouzi's wish first. In that great battle between Shehuo and Longling, Gouzi was actually the one who benefited the most.

The Shehuo (a type of folk performance) wanted to annihilate the dragon spirit, but the dragon spirit is a form of energy, and energy can only be transformed from one form to another; it cannot be killed.

Originally, Yun Ce thought it was normal for the Dragon Spirit to return to the Dragon Ball, but he didn't expect that the thing would not merge with the Dragon Ball, but instead merge with the dog.

Looking back, Long Ling realized that her choice was right. The Dragon Ball was just a storage bag, and what intelligence could a storage bag possibly have? Although the dog was just a string of code, it at least seemed quite intelligent, and there were no other options around... Plus, the dog often talked to Yun Ce when no one was around, which made Long Ling think it was a living being.

The dragon spirit that made Yun Ce's arm indestructible could naturally also make Gouzi's tentacles indestructible. As for whether the dragon spirit could eventually seize Gouzi's code and become dominant, Yun Ce didn't care much. At least, Gouzi's tentacles were really useful now, becoming indestructible, and they were almost invincible when used to absorb other people's inner energy.

Han Qi put down her teacup and looked at Yun Ce, who looked five or six years younger, in surprise, and said, "Are you a monster?"

Yun Ce shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I have some tricks up my sleeve. Han Qi, I still can't understand why you would side with the Gui Fang people when you clearly know that you and the Gui Fang people are two different kinds of people."

Honestly, the Guifang people's goal is to kill all the Han people and seize this land for themselves. Whether you surrender or not, the Guifang people will eventually eliminate you.

Han Qi laughed and said, "Your Highness is too kind. I was in poor health in my early years and there is no way I will live past sixty. Even if I surrender, it will be difficult for the Guifang people to defeat the entire Han Dynasty within twenty years. I will not die before the Han Dynasty is defeated."

If we're lucky, the Han Dynasty might last a hundred years, and my sons will be able to die peacefully of old age.

Yun Ce laughed and said, "Aren't you going to take care of your grandson?"

Han Qi laughed and said, "My son married a woman from the Guifang tribe, so my grandson is naturally from the Guifang tribe. And the current Guifang people are descendants of both Han and Guifang people; they are all our own people."

Yun Ce sighed and said, "Is the Emperor thinking the same thing?"

Han Qi said, "Before the Prince of Huo, the emperor of the Han Dynasty was a distant relative of the Liu imperial family. He had no power or influence. When the Prince of Huo was in power, the emperor was just a puppet. The Prince of Huo could not only kill him at will, but also scold him as a matter of course."

After King Huo entered King Huo's Tomb, the emperor thought he could finally rule. However, the Three Dukes again seized control of the government. Think about it, they were the emperor, and you didn't give them any real power. Who else would they hate if not the Han Dynasty?

In this struggle between the emperor and the Grand Marshal, the emperor has lost. Now he is locked up in the palace like a lump of mud. Apart from marrying a woman from the Guifang tribe to continue the decline of the royal family and make the people despise the royal family in order to please the Grand Marshal, he can do nothing else.

If the emperor is no longer alive, where is there any way out for us loyal followers? If we don't find a way out now, once the Grand Marshal recovers, we will be left with nowhere to be buried, which would be the least of our worries.

Liu Chang'an, why wasn't your grandfather, Liu Changsheng, a member of the royal family, the emperor? Why was a fool like Liu Mu made emperor?

So much so that we royal supporters have no way to survive?
You just asked why my army has no fierce generals. Now I'll tell you the reason: it's because all the fierce generals under my command were killed in Chang'an.

Are you satisfied with this answer?

Yun Ce sighed and said, "Damn it, living is really hard."

Han Qi laughed and said, "Yeah, it's damn hard."

Yun Ce stopped chatting with this unlucky guy, fearing that if he talked to him too much, he would lose hope for the future.

Without even glancing at the unfortunate Han Qi, Gouzi pounced on the hundred Ghost Fang generals who dared not run or enter. This time, Gouzi's eight red-glowing tentacles were fully exposed in front of Han Qi, like a large net, enveloping the evasive Ghost Fang generals.

Han Qi was naturally unwilling to accept that a thousand-man general was leading a hundred hundred-man generals to take over Han Qi's troops. Even if he were to defect to the Gui Fang people, he wanted to be a traitor with real power.

I absolutely do not want to be a puppet.

Yun Ce helped him kill all the Gui Fang people who came to take over his army.

Now, even the Guifang people don't want him anymore.

Therefore, it was really difficult for Han Qi, the prefect of Taizhou.

As Yun Ce left the city lord's mansion with his chestnut horse, he heard Han Qi shouting hoarsely in the mourning hall, "Where are they? Where have they all gone?"

No one answered him, so he just kept shouting in the mourning hall, and even dragged his son's body out of the coffin, loudly questioning why he didn't answer.

"This person is definitely not crazy. He's just putting on a show for you. These officials have long since turned themselves into heartless people. Do you think he would go crazy just because his son died and he's being hunted by many people?"

Let me tell you, it's not that easy.

Seeing Yun Ce's somewhat sentimental expression, the contented dog immediately offered some words of advice.

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