Ark, they don't revolve around you

Walking on the path paved with blue bricks, her black robe fluttered in the wind, and her hands were clenched into fists under her wide sleeves, which showed some kind of determination.

However, when passing a corner, Lin Qingyan was stunned.

She looked at the person in white, wiping her eyes and looking over and over again until she was sure that she was not seeing the wrong person, and she was stunned again.

As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple of Dayan, she can decide the life and death of thousands of people with a single thought. She has the calmness of a superior and the integrity to withstand the storm.

But when he saw the old man, Lin Qingyan lowered his head and even knelt on his knees.

His body was shaking slightly, and even his words were trembling, as if every little thought in his heart had been seen through.

She said softly: "Grandmaster, you... are finally back?"

The Patriarch - the old Taoist priest who developed the art of thunder to its limit is indeed worthy of this title.

This old man had not been involved in state affairs for a long time, and had been alone in the bitter cold of the northern frontier. Now he lifted his hood and glanced at Jingzhe who was kneeling, but frowned: "Stand up."

"……Um?"

"Stand up, did I tell you to kneel down?!" He was very unhappy.

Without the seriousness that ordinary people expected, the old man said calmly: "Qing Yan, this is not the first time we meet. Since there are no outsiders around, why are you so nervous?"

Lin Qingyan stood up slowly after hearing that, but he was still worried.

She thought it was too much of a coincidence. How was it possible that she met the master as soon as she became enlightened?

She looked at the master, and at the source stone that covered almost his entire body under his white robe.

Even for someone as long-lived as Zafra, two hundred years old is considered old and dying, but the old Taoist priest is three hundred years old and looks energetic, which is simply because he has merged with the Originium.

At this moment, the old man's eyes that turned into crystals blinked: "You have the will to kill, but you are also determined, you have regrets, and you have breakthroughs. Very good."

"Grandmaster, I——"

"I know, you just want to say that you have something important to do and leave first."

The old Heavenly Master sneered, "But too many people have used this excuse. Qing Yan, you are the leader of the younger generation. In the future, you will most likely inherit the mantle of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Why do you have to risk your life for an outsider?"

Jingzhe raised the corners of her mouth bitterly, she was indeed seen through.

This woman wanted to jailbreak Zhuang Ning. He should be imprisoned in Dali Prison. As Shaoqing, it is possible that she could use various methods to help him escape.

but--

"I advise you to give up." The old Taoist priest said bluntly.

"I know this is dangerous..."

"I mean, there's no need for you to take this risk." The Heavenly Master's voice revealed a hint of strangeness and surprise. "Who do you think called me back?"

Lin Qingyan's dead heart suddenly became agitated, and an idea came to her mind. Then she held her breath in shock: "Could it be?"

"You can think of it this way." The old Taoist priest smiled softly, "It was the doctor who asked me to come here."

He looked at the changing clouds above his head, as if he was looking at some more distant existence: "Don't act on your own."

"Let's see how the world changes in a few days."

……

……

The Dali prison was filled with a dark and damp atmosphere, but even so, the Grand Tutor still sat upright.

Although he was imprisoned, his official position has not been stripped away, and his former prestige is still there, so few people have troubled him.

Soon, someone was pushed into the corridor. The man walked briskly. Although he was wearing shackles, he was still very happy and hummed a melody.

He was pushed to the prison where the Grand Tutor was. He seemed to be stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh: "This is fate, Grand Tutor."

The master was also slightly surprised: "You didn't escape, Doctor?"

That person is naturally the doctor.

The Grand Tutor thought that the doctor's sense of smell would definitely allow him to see the situation, and as long as he didn't return to the capital, he would have plenty of ways to escape.

Rhodes Island is not rooted in Da Yan, so although it cannot be said to be free, it will not be captured immediately.

Zhuang Ning blinked, lay down on the bed, kicked his legs, and stretched: "It's just a technical mistake, not a big problem, it can be corrected later."

The Master looked at him for a long time, then shook his head, his tone a little hoarse and tired: "It was me who implicated you, maybe you didn't have to do this."

"I'm not sleepy anymore when you talk about this." Zhuang Ning sat up immediately, indignant. "Yes, Master, you've been here for so long, I thought you would have a backup plan, how come you were caught so easily? It's not like you haven't dealt with your own political enemies before. Well, now we're both in jail."

As he spoke, he curled his lips and asked in a low voice: "So, the food here should be okay, right?"

The Grand Tutor was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this person still had such a mentality even after being captured. He couldn't help but admire him.

"It's OK, but I'm old and can't taste anything."

"Okay." Zhuang Ning put away his smile and was really serious this time. He said quietly, "But I was serious about what I said just now."

"Grandmaster, you must be aware that the True Dragon cannot tolerate you. It doesn't matter if you keep the Shanhai Clan. Why do you have to be the first to come forward and give others a chance to hit you?"

He was indeed complaining.

The Grand Tutor was abandoned - this was a foregone conclusion after the Shanhai Clan was uprooted.

This old man definitely has a lot of enemies in the court. As long as the True Dragon acquiesces, his political enemies will surely attack him.

The nest collapsed and the eggs were broken, alas! Perhaps when this part is written into history books, it will be met with regrets from people in later generations.

Zhuang Ning was puzzled. "So, is it worth it? Master, you have been very dedicated to the dragon and have fulfilled your duties, but he is not grateful. He just thinks you are a stumbling block, stubborn and stubborn."

The Grand Tutor did not answer, but instead asked curiously, "What about you? Doctor, you know the ideas you spread in the country, and you also know that those in power will not like it, so why do it?"

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

Why do it? Zhuang Ning lowered his eyelids. That was just a prelude. The reputation accumulated by Rhodes Island and everything he did would become his strength.

But what about the Grand Tutor?

The officials whose interests are affected by his actions will never like him, and the people are too far away from him, and they naturally have a deep resistance to those in power.

After a long time, it was the Grand Tutor who raised his head.

"What's your history, Doctor?"

"It's ok."

"Then you should know the Khanate established by Nightmare Khan, right?" the tutor said softly.

Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows, not understanding how he brought up the Khan's Khanate.

"The Khan is undoubtedly a powerful warrior, but brute force alone cannot rule a country. Few people know that the Khan is even more powerful in his construction of the grassland tribal system. The Qiexue was established by him. He reorganized the population of each tribe and created his own culture using the Tianma script."

The Taifu spoke slowly, as if he was giving a lecture. Before he was promoted to this position, he was indeed a teacher designated by the late emperor, and Wei Yanwu had also been his student.

"Unfortunately, he was unable to resolve the conflict. Although the Khanate was large, it was corrupt. Over the past 100 years, the Nayan nobles oppressed the people, sold slaves, and were tyrannical. More importantly, the old Nayan nobles were unwilling to break away from their traditions, so the empire built by Nightmare collapsed."

The old man paused for a moment and said, "But when the empire was about to collapse, a prime minister appeared. His evaluation has been mixed in history. The only thing that can be confirmed is that he may be the only savior of the grassland empire."

"Tuo Tuo?"

"Yes, Tuotuo." The Master smiled, "You are indeed well-read."

"We Yan people look down on foreigners and think they are all beasts who eat raw meat and drink blood. The system of the grassland people, such as a son can inherit his father's wife after his death, is ridiculous in our eyes."

"The nightmare of the grassland is not the steed, but the wolf. How can a wolf know propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame? How can a wolf follow the rule of the jungle, valuing the young and strong and despising the old and weak?"

He said, "But that Tuotuo was neither greedy nor lustful. Although he killed too many people and his hands were covered with blood, he was undoubtedly devoted to the country, right?"

"He died miserably." Zhuang Ning guessed what the master meant and closed his eyes, not thinking. "Because of his high prestige, the Khan at that time was suspicious of him, so he was recalled when he was about to break through the rebel city."

"He was exiled and poisoned to death by a cup of poisoned wine... Doctor, he was willing to sacrifice his life for his country. He could have rebelled, but he didn't, because he had his own loyalty in his heart. If a beast can do this, why can't we Yan do it?"

The Grand Tutor said softly, "An empire that has been established for more than a thousand years may seem glamorous, but it is corrupt inside, and the capital is unaware of this and is living in peace and prosperity."

"Before I took the imperial examination, I traveled all over the country. In the wilderness, I saw scavengers from a long distance. They picked up garbage dumped from the mobile city. Every one of them was a patient with minerals. Even from such a distance, I could feel the sting of their gazes."

"There was also the tragedy of Gou Wu, where everyone cannibalized each other. The previous emperor had clearly built granaries in each city, but he was unwilling to open them to release grain. The people fought to beg for life, and in the end, they were not even allowed to surrender."

"It may sound ridiculous to you, but I don't think I am greedy for power."

The Master's whisper revealed a sense of depression, "I just have to do this, even if I die, it doesn't matter, this is the Tao, this is the words of the saints, I am willing to die."

"...stupid." Zhuang Ning sneered, "You want to be a role model? You want to tell the world that there are still heroic spirits in Dayan, what's the point?"

The Grand Master was not angry either: "Is that so in your eyes? But Doctor, you are not from Dayan, and you cannot understand our thoughts. I must apologize for implicating you."

Zhuang Ning stopped sneering, but the sarcasm on his face remained: "Is this what you scholars call dying for your loyalty?"

He did feel stupid.

Having come to this point, are you still unwilling to admit that there is no construction without destruction?

Tuotuo's efforts were in vain, and he could not continue the glory of the grassland empire.

Just like the Taifu, who claimed to be a tailor, even if he temporarily dismantled the Shanhai people, as long as the contradictions still exist, there will be endless Shanhai people rising up in rebellion tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and rising up in the name of giant beasts.

But, that too shall come to an end.

"Master, you have answered my question, now it's my turn to tell you why I came in." He stood up and faced the thick wall.

There was a faint black flow on the shackles that bound him, and a sharp biting sound echoed.

A little bit of darkness flows with it.

"Master, do you hear the drums?"

The Grand Tutor was stunned.

The prison walls were thick, and the drumbeats should not have been heard.

But the drum-like sound still echoed, interweaving with the ancient sounds of chimes and orchestras.

A faint melody lingers and hums softly, like a ghost.

"Today is the day to summon the souls." Zhuang Ning touched his hand on the stone wall, and waved the hand covered in black gently.

So the cage was cut open as easily as cutting tofu.

But what was falling was not the sun, but dark clouds. In the sky above, huge clouds gathered and almost collapsed!

In the flood of lightning, a huge shadow was cast, as majestic as a mountain, stretching endlessly.

In the mythology of Dayan, there is a mythical beast named Kui, with a green body and no horns. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder.