Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 44 The gentleman personally entered the game, and with one move, he won half a move against fate. The gentleman's righteousness is great!

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Just as the young man removed his disguise and returned to his residence with his teacher Zhang Beihai, the television screen was filled with reports of the young villain maliciously mocking the pitiful mother and daughter by making them bark and crawl like dogs.

"Our station's latest report: Out-of-town thugs are causing trouble and putting pressure on people in Xianyang, damaging the image of our Qin people..."

"The Xianyang Medical Alliance, Xianyang Charity Association and other organizations are closely monitoring this matter. The mother and daughter who were bullied by the thugs have been sent to the hospital for treatment, and all medical expenses are being provided by the Xianyang Charity Association."

"The head of the Five Cities Garrison in Xianyang stated that the young man has violated the Xianyang Public Security Protection Regulations and advised him to surrender himself to the Five Cities Garrison as soon as possible! Otherwise, once the Garrison arrests him, he will definitely face serious consequences!"

The malicious portrayal of a scoundrel from out of town, filled with distorted and malicious remarks about the local people of Xianyang, instantly set off like a raging fire across the entire local television station in Xianyang.

Within just a few hours, the entire nighttime news in Xianyang was filled with this story: the conflict between locals and outsiders had erupted once again.

In a little-known, traditional courtyard house on the Third Ring Road in Xianyang, snowflakes flutter and winter plum blossoms bloom.

An old man with white hair, looking very old and frail, was fast asleep.

At this moment, a young man walked over. He was dressed in brocade robes and fur coats, with a jade belt around his waist. He was elegant and handsome, a truly ancient-style young man.

The young man walked to the pavilion and said respectfully, "Grandpa, this is outrageous! These out-of-town thugs are really going too far!!"

The old man looked up at his grandson and said irritably, "What's wrong?"

The teenager watched all the videos of the scoundrel youth.

After reading it, the boy angrily exclaimed, "This person is simply a born scoundrel! A born scumbag! This kind of tormenting and mocking behavior deserves to be drowned in a pig cage!"

After reading it, the old man showed no anger, but rather an expression of appreciation.

Looking at his grandfather's strange expression, the boy hesitated and asked, "Grandpa, aren't you angry? What's with that expression?"

The old man chuckled and stroked his beard. "I'm laughing. This is a real talent! Xianyang hasn't seen a genius with such a grand vision for many years!"

The boy shook his head. "Grandpa, this guy is a scoundrel, scum, a thug, a villain! He has absolutely no class!"

The old man laughed and said, "A gentleman's benevolence and righteousness are judged by results, not by appearances; by outcomes, not by the process! Let me ask you, what was the initial purpose of these two women?"

The young man said, "It's for her daughter's treatment!"

The old man asked, "Did you finally receive treatment?"

The boy looked troubled. "I...I got treatment, but...but Grandpa, this wasn't money he gave me! It was money from the Xianyang Charity Association. He didn't give me a single penny, just an empty card!"

The old man, holding his drink, muttered to himself, "Does this matter?"

Upon hearing this, the young man was stunned and stood there motionless. ♧⛵ ➅❾ⓢн𝐔ⓧ.𝕔𝐨ᗰ 🎅👹

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, and an old voice came with the snow wind, "Danqiu Sheng! Danqiu Sheng! A fascinating character has arrived in Xianyang! Did you know? This kid is playing a clever game, using himself as a pawn to drag everyone in Xianyang down with him! Holy crap, the entire circle of professors and doctors is buzzing about it! This kid's playing some truly fancy tricks!"

The young man, seeing the person approaching, hurriedly greeted, "Greetings, Master Cen!"

Master Cen glanced at the boy, then at the screen on his tablet. "Oh, you guys are watching too!"

Danqiu stroked his beard and smiled kindly, "Look, my son still doesn't understand how they play. Can you explain it to him?"

The young man hurriedly said, "Please enlighten me, Master Cen."

Master Cen chuckled, then pointed at the young "villain" on the screen, "You don't understand because your perspective is limited. You're viewing this from the perspective of someone outside Xianyang, from a heavenly perspective!"

The boy looked at the villainous youth on the screen and hesitated, then asked, "From a heavenly perspective?"

Master Cen went on to ask, "Let me ask you, did this young man contribute a single penny from beginning to end?"

The boy replied, "No."

Master Cen asked, "Was the woman saved?"

The boy nodded, "Yes!"

Master Cen said, "He didn't spend a single penny, yet he brought these two women the perfect ending. Wouldn't you call that a brilliant scheme?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "But he's of low character..."

Master Cen said, "Low character? Maybe you're a bit foul-mouthed, but how can you incite hatred and stir up the primal sense of exclusion between outsiders and locals if you don't use foul language?"

The young man suddenly realized, "Does the Master mean that the primal hatred between the locals and the outsiders is the reason his scheme succeeded?"

Master Cen, holding his wine cup, took a sip and said with relish, "He first used himself as a pawn, putting himself in an unjust position. Then, he used his status as an outsider to incite the hatred of the locals. In order to justify and dignify their hatred, the locals would try to prove that they were better than the outsiders. In that case, the locals would try to occupy the moral high ground. To occupy the moral high ground, they would have to treat the two women. So, in the end, the women received treatment and won, while the locals thought they had occupied the moral high ground and won."

The young man's eyes shone brightly as he muttered to himself, "What a brilliant move! The strategist used himself as a pawn to invite everyone into the game! What a clever scheme to sow discord between outsiders and locals, all while instilling pity! But in this game, the women won, the locals of Xianyang won, and he alone lost the most miserably! He gained nothing and was almost cursed to death. ✊🍟 6999.cs ✌♧"

Master Cen laughed heartily, "Then you underestimate him! The fact that he could pull off this shows that he guessed everything! Come, slow down the details of this person's last conversation with the woman to the maximum, and then, using your lip-reading skills, read what he actually said!"

The young man zoomed out on the video of the villainous youth bending over and speaking, frame by frame, reading his lips as he spoke, word by word.

"There are two cards here. One card has no money at all, and the other card has 500,000!"

"Hide the card with the 500,000 yuan, and show the empty card to those reporters!"

"But remember, never tell anyone that you received my money; always say you didn't receive it!"

"Because 500,000 yuan in Xianyang simply cannot cure your daughter's illness. Your daughter's illness may require several million yuan! Or even more!"

"You must tell them that I'm a villain. Only then will they curse me while simultaneously trying to prove they're better than me and seize the moral high ground by providing you and your daughter with the best, free treatment!"

"Remember this, never speak well of me. If you do, your daughter will die!"

"You don't need to remember any good I did for you. We were just using each other. You used me to save your daughter, and I used you and your daughter to gain fame!"

"Everyone just gets what they need!"

As the young man spoke, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The young man lowered his proud head. "This man is superior to me; my strategies are inferior to his."

Danqiu Sheng said, "These past few days, you've become arrogant, always thinking that all the heroes of the world are just fleeting clouds, not worth your time. But look at you now! As soon as they entered Xianyang, they set up a trap, playing with everyone in Xianyang! This scene is comparable to when Shang Yang entered Xianyang! With his single move of 'establishing the wood, gold is not owed,' Shang Yang established his supreme position in Xianyang, in Qin, and among the many royal families!"

The young man lowered his head and said, "I was flattered to death. They all said there were one saint, two gods, three immortals, four Taoists, five great masters, six evil ones, seven heroes, eight freaks, nine strong ones, and ten demons. I believed these words and underestimated the heroes of the world!"

Danqiu Sheng raised his hand and said, "Go down! From now on, if others praise you as an immortal, you'll think you're someone important. But if you were truly an immortal, you wouldn't have failed to see through this situation today!"

The young man knelt down, kowtowed several times, and then slunk away.

Master Cen watched the boy's retreating figure. "Your grandson seems quite devastated!"

Danqiu said, "It's better for him to be hit now than for him to lose! He is indeed more skilled! He has the whole of Xianyang under his thumb. This damn sense of control reminds me of some guys I don't like."

Master Cen asked, "You mean the School of Diplomacy?"

Dan Qiusheng didn't speak, but simply put down his wine glass and looked at the snow scene in the distance.

Master Cen sat in the warm pavilion, leisurely saying, "Upon entering the city, he stirred up trouble, and with one move, he managed to make the entire city run wild. The methods and tactics he used to cause trouble are indeed those of the strategists of the School of Diplomacy. Traces of this can be found in Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and even Shang Yang, who was half a strategist of the School of Diplomacy. But what I don't understand now is whether this young man has a strategist behind him devising this plan, or whether he wanted to do it himself. And what is the purpose of his actions?"

Danqiu Sheng said, "If he has someone guiding him, it can only be the current Guiguzi. But Guiguzi has already returned to Guigu Valley and closed it off for seclusion!"

"That can only mean he did it himself, and if he did it himself, that's terrifying! He probably knew how big of a commotion this would cause, so he first disguised himself, then put on an act. Although we can read lips and we could read his words, he just wouldn't say his name, which made it impossible for us to find him!"

"By doing this and making such a big fuss, his purpose might be to clearly tell someone in Xianyang, 'I've arrived in Xianyang. If you see me, come and pick me up!'"

Master Cen said, "Perhaps we can find that woman, then find the card he gave us, and investigate some clues about him."

Dan Qiusheng glanced at Master Cen and said, "Then you've fallen into his trap! He's playing with whether you dare to investigate him. As long as you do, he can clear his name immediately. Then his scheme, which uses himself as a pawn and involves everyone else, will be exposed, and he will truly become famous. No one will remember his low-class, foul mouth."

Master Cen slapped his thigh. "Damn, that's so true! If we investigate him, it's like making him famous. But if we don't investigate him, he'll keep everyone in the city in suspense. Those who know the inside story are afraid to speak up, and those who don't know are fooled by him. It's like being stuck on both ends!"

Dan Qiusheng's old face was filled with admiration. "This is the art of diplomacy! It's truly fascinating!"

Master Cen said, "Don't worry about it. This is a matter for the younger generation. We're old and can't keep up!"

Danqiu Sheng also sighed, "It's said that after Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Sun Bin, and Pang Juan, there was no more Master Guigu. Although Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang can be considered disciples of the School of Diplomacy, they are far inferior to their predecessors. At best, they are just martial artists. Now, this person's move is all about the School of Diplomacy. His strategy, methods, and ability to bet on both sides are all perfectly executed. No matter how you look at it, he wins. If the School of Diplomacy can take this person as a disciple, given time, it wouldn't be a problem to produce another Zhang Yi or Su Qin!"

Master Cen said, "Come on, let's drink! The younger generation is in for a rough time! Haha!"

Danqiu Sheng laughed heartily, "Indeed! Every master of the same era as the strategists was frustrated."

In a certain place in Xianyang, peach blossoms are in full bloom in a peach grove, and deep within the peach blossoms, there is an academy.

Inside the academy, three or five young men in long robes sat around a teacher.

The Master watched the video, then sighed deeply, "Your enemy has already appeared before you!"

"This person has an extraordinary vision; he treats me like a son, drawing everyone into his scheme! Truly, he possesses great courage, wisdom, and boldness!"

"Such a son has never been seen since the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"Truly a remarkable man!"

A student standing nearby said, "Sir, I don't think so. I believe that this young man, having just arrived in Xianyang, is so arrogant and doesn't know how to be modest. He is courting disaster. Where is the talk of great courage?"

The Master laughed and said, "You only saw his arrogance, but you didn't see his disguised, lip-reading that conveyed his true feelings!"

"You only see that he incites the inherent resentment between outsiders and locals, but you don't see that he uses this resentment to accomplish a good deed."

"You all only see his endless foul language, so let me ask you this: do you dare to dig deeper into this matter? Digging deeper into this matter would be to whitewash him, and in the end, you would all be on his side!"

"Because this gentleman stands on the head of righteousness, while you dig to the end and find that righteousness is bound to his feet, then you will only humiliate yourselves, and you will have no choice but to swallow your pride and admit that his wisdom is far superior to yours!"

"As for the so-called lack of humility, haha, humility is for capable people, but it's not a rule that every capable person must follow. Besides, what he did wasn't even high-profile. If he were truly high-profile, he should have lip-read his name, but he didn't! At most, he can only be called high-profile in his actions but low-profile in his personal life!"

"Your greatest adversary in this spectacular battle is this man. If you cannot see through his scheme, I advise you to stay in the academy and not go out to fight him. If you encounter him, you will only be thoroughly thrashed!"

The disciples lowered their heads and remained silent.

As snow fell heavily, deep within a secluded mansion in the Nobleman's Quarter of Xianyang, a middle-aged swordsman in white robes, his robes fluttering in the wind, watched the news on a screen. After a long while, he uttered, "Young hero, you risked your life for the game, winning by a single move against fate. Your righteousness is truly admirable! You deserve the utmost respect from the people of Xianyang!"

"But why does this gentleman's way of speaking seem so familiar?"

"Wait! The gesture he used to throw the card is exactly the same as the gesture I used to throw the wine jug! It's the exact same power generation technique! This is a unique power generation technique I invented. There are only two people in the world who have seen this technique and are still alive: Wei Zhuang and Qin Feng!"

"He can't be Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang wouldn't pull off such fancy maneuvers; all he knows is killing!"

"He is Qin Feng!"

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly stood up, recalling the scene in the park where a shirtless young man had finished his drink while chatting and laughing.

"So it's you!" The middle-aged swordsman smiled broadly. "My master said this man was worthy of being our senior uncle. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. He's quite skilled, his strategies are brilliant, his escape route is secure, and he even demonstrated my power techniques to me while hiding. His comprehension is also very strong! He memorized my power techniques after just one look. His comprehension, wisdom, and vision are truly top-notch. Moreover, he understands the principle of being high-profile in his actions but low-profile in his personal life. This is extremely rare! I must write a letter to Guigu to make my master happy."

The middle-aged swordsman picked up his pen and began to write. Before long, the snow eagle took off and left the city.

(End of this chapter)