Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure CH 047 To Cleave Way With Sword, To Defeat Cunning With Power

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When the flood began to submerge the capital, and seeing that people and animals were about to drown, Ji Yunlai activated the Water Gathering Ward on the flying peak to suck away all the flood water in the capital.

The master of the flying peak could also open the arrays on the peak—but his divine consciousness was far from the realm of affecting the blue firmament and connecting the nine underworlds. Although he could use the Water Gathering Ward to suck the water into the side of the mountain peak, it was difficult to distinguish the civilians in the water. If the civilians were also sucked in, what was the difference between sucking away the water or not?

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This guqin player behind the scenes had undoubtedly planned it all.

First, various rumors were used to attract the attention of the court and the Kun-Lai disciples, and then the riot was triggered by the destruction of the sacred stone. Second, they incited fires and secretly attacked and killed the military commanders who maintained the order, so that the Kun-Lai cultivators called the rain to put out the fires and riots.

Then using the rain water to flood the city, opening the valve to release the water. When it was found that something was not right, the momentum of the water had already picked up, and adding the heavy rain, it would definitely result in a disaster.

If the plan was carried out well, Kun-Lai would be helpless even with their flying peak to stop the great catastrophe.

In this way, Kun-Lai and the Great Xiao State would be slapped in the face.

And the person who made such a plan was an ordinary mortal with no cultivation, so Ji Yunlai’s respect was not overrated.

Unfortunately, the other was not very lucky.

If he was just a trace of divine consciousness attached to a paper talisman, then of course he could only have his body far away in Kun-Lai or a junior brother or sister come provide help.

After all, the spiritual energy that he could use in the body of the talisman paper could at most cut a worm.

But unfortunately for the mastermind, there was a flying peak next to him!

In the peak, there were tens of thousands of spiritual stones stocked for maintaining the functioning of the great ward, as well as the various spiritual wards that had long been stored in the side of the mountain peak to deal with various problems.

This was enough for him to maintain his power for a moment!

Under his divine consciousness which was at the Human Immortal level, even the ants in the water could be picked out, so those people in the capital who were caught in the water didn’t even require him to spare a second glance to distinguish them from the water torrents.

The Water Gathering Ward was originally used to absorb water in order to store water in the mountain peaks—the techniques of the cultivators, it was not like they could have disciples fill the reservoirs in the mountain with buckets, right?

It was just perfect to use it here.

Let Xiao Qing block the underground water channel with sword energy, and the rest would just be trivial matters.

And his divine consciousness shrouded the whole city, so naturally he could hear all the secret whispers in the city.

In this case, to find the mastermind behind the scenes, all he needed was a whisper relaying their progress from his two subordinates, “The water valve has been opened, please inform Sir to retreat quickly”.

And when he appeared in the hall, the other was already waiting here comfortably.

As if waiting to show off their achievements.

Without him needing to ask, the other had already revealed everything he did, and even asked who was the audience who let him show off to.

Since the other asked the question sincerely, Ji Yunlai naturally answered with great compassion.

And thus, the scene fell silent for a while.

***

Was this a joke!

Ying Qingxiao could feel his fingertips shaking uncontrollably.

However, he also knew very well that, among all the Kun-Lai disciples, no one dared to call himself Ji Yunlai, in fact no one even dared to say the name. They only called him the Sect Leader or Grandmaster with respect, and when outsiders talked about him, they always called him respectfully “Xing Dao Master”.

He also heard that the person in charge of Kun-Lai’s Dragon-Phoenix Selection this time had a high status, but even if he was given all the courage in the world, he could not have imagined that it would be so high.

In front of the Xing Dao Master, his previous arrangements that he thought were so precise and clever were simply child’s play.

For a few seconds, his mind was blank, and only after a while did he come back to his senses.

What followed was a feeling of uncontrollable ecstasy.

Although he had complained about Kun-Lai for many years, wasn’t what he had done over the years to let the Kun-Lai higher-ups see his determination?

Being able to meet the Master of Kun-Lai!

So what if death waited for him!

He suddenly stood up, lifted the curtain, walked to the front hall, and knelt on the ground sincerely.

“Sinner Ying Qingxiao, respectfully greets the Xing Dao Master!”

He looked about thirty years old, his features handsome, his aura untouched by the secular world, his fingers long and slender, and he was very refined and elegant. He looked at the other with the same eyes as all of those diehard fans in the Western Continent did: “Xiao knows that my sin is unforgivable, but no matter what, please finish listening to my words, the Lost Pearl Society…”

“What qualifications do you have to ask me to finish listening?” The other interrupted him calmly.

He paused, dazed.

“Actually wasting my time with you… go and talk to my apprentice.” Ji Yunlai glanced at his fingers indifferently, waved the sleeve of his robes, and took him back to the flying peak.

The hall was silent.

After a few breaths, several cultivators hidden in the dark collapsed like quicksand, turning into ashes.

***

The head of the Lost Pearl Society was taken into custody by the master of the flying peak. Ji Yunlai ignored the shocked expression on his face and went back to his apprentice.

When seeing him, his apprentice seemed to want to pounce on him, but after realizing that he was not a paper man, he forcibly stopped.

His apprentice seemed to be able to quite naturally switch between a diehard fan and a rational fan!

Ji Yunlai went forward and patted his apprentice’s head in satisfaction.

Instead, his shadow pounced over, touched the corner of his master’s robes, and then returned back to his owner’s feet with satisfaction, receiving a glare from his owner.

“Master, was it you who just now…” Feng Qingxiu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and was a little worried, “Didn’t you say that you are guarding Kun-Lai and can’t leave so easily.”

He felt very useless, forcing his master to put aside his proper business and come to help him.

His heart felt sad.

“You are not wrong, this is not my true body.” Ji Yunlai stretched out his hand to touch his apprentice’s hair, his figure gradually fading, and he became that little paper man again, falling down and being held in the palm of the hand with great care by his apprentice.

“Master, are you all right?” Feng Qingxiu asked worriedly, his face pale.

“What can be wrong, it’s just that this talisman paper is only an ordinary talisman paper and can’t bear my power.” The paper man lay in his hands, his little hands crossed behind his head, “so it will soon be saying bye bye. I’m a little unhappy when I think that I won’t be able to see you, my apprentice, in the next few months.”

Feng Qingxiu lowered his head in disappointment.

“It’s nothing, if my apprentice misses me, just come back early.” The paper man said with a smile, and flew to touch the tip of his apprentice’s nose.

Then, a ray of flame flew out from the talisman paper, like a burning butterfly.

In his palm, only ashes remain.

***

Kun-Lai, Zhaoyue Peak.

Ji Yunlai slowly opened his eyes and stared at the void in front of him quietly.

He casually raised his hand and beckoned Kun-Lai’s record.

As he expected, Kun-Lai also recorded the information of the Lost Pearl Society, and the one named Ying Qingxiao was placed among the top few names.

Very common origin, just the son of a scholar in town. His father only got a son when he was quite old. Naturally, he regarded him as a jewel. Even though he knew that his son’s age was at odds with the Dragon-Phoenix Selection years, he was reluctant to give him up, so he became a lost pearl.

According to the place of birth, he seemed to have come from the same place as his apprentice. Later, he sold all his land and moved to the Great Xiao State to seek cultivation. He was rejected many times because his spiritual roots were too poor. After he abandoned his wife and son, he joined the Lost Pearl Society and seemed to be quite favored by the previous head. There was no more information about him after that.

So, it didn’t look like a conspiracy against him.

But why did he look so similar to someone in his past?

Was it really just a coincidence?

But even if they looked similar, why was the name similar as well?

The conversation with his memory he had when he first woke up sounded in his ears again. The words “a thousand years have passed, family, relatives, Yun State… have long since disappeared” made him deliberately stop thinking about his past as a sixteen-year-old.

A thousand years was not a small number, it could stretch from the Northern Song Dynasty to the Republic of China, it could turn a barren continent into the south of the Yangze River, and it could turn a young man from a penniless urchin to the world’s richest man.

What kind of family line could last a thousand years?

That they even dared to use his relatives to take advantage of him!?

“Yan Zhao.” He whispered softly.

“What is Senior Brother’s order?” Yan Zhao asked in the void.

After a long time, Ji Yunlai asked softly, “Have I mentioned my family to you?”

The other was silent for a long time, and just when he thought the other didn’t know, did he hear him say: “I heard you mention it once.”

The cautiousness in that voice was too obvious, so obvious that Sect Leader Ji didn’t want to ask any more questions.

“What did I say?” Ji Yunlai thought about it, and asked.

“You said… your family had already helped you a lot in your cultivation, and you can’t burden them any more, so you came out to wander the world by yourself.” Yan Zhao said in a low voice.

“…And then what?” After a moment of silence, Ji Yunlai asked.

He understood his own personality, and he was not in the habit of forgetting his roots after finding success. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely repay their kindness.

But looking up and down Kun-Lai, there was not a single family member from his past.

“Senior Brother, please don’t ask…” Yan Zhao said softly.

“I just wanted to offer incense to them all of a sudden.” It seemed that the ending was as he expected. Ji Yunlai, who found that he was not too sad, was a little puzzled. He was not a cold-hearted person, could time really have dulled everything?

“Did I make a mistake back then?” He casually prodded his junior brother.

“How could it be your fault!” Yan Zhao’s voice was instantly filled with cold killing intent, “If you want to blame someone then blame the old man, why did he pick up that beast! He hurt you, hurt our brothers, and your family. He died easily, and Li Xianjing died easily, but what about us? What can we even get back by killing him? What did we even owe them?”

“…” Ji Yunlai was at a loss for words, so because of him, his family was gone, and his uncle was also dead?

So he saw himself as cold as ice in his memory, and even said things like “blood relationship, how deep could it be”.

There should be heartache and sadness, but his heart seemed to have already felt its quota of sadness, and couldn’t feel it anymore.

But the memory was still very fresh, as if he saw the head of the Lost Pearl Society just now, and saw that he looked exactly like his uncle, so he didn’t kill him directly.

Although his family clan had shown him care back then, after all, his parents had passed away early. Many things, even the most precious thing in his childhood, the incomplete “Little Sunflame Ward” that his uncle gave him, made him firmly choose to step onto the road of cultivation.

So firmly did he want to know what constituted the most basic instruction that made up this world.

A thousand years, the things were still there but the people no longer were…

Yan Zhao seemed to sense that his heart was too agitated, and quickly calmed down: “Senior Brother, the hatred has been avenged, the debt has been paid, we will not forget it, but don’t mention it again, okay?”

“…You can go now.” It seemed that that memory was also a hurdle for his junior brother, so Ji Yunlai didn’t ask him again.

The other’s divine consciousness quickly retreated, as if it was a crime to stay for even a while longer.

The dwelling was silent again.

Sure enough, apart from the real emotions he developed after getting along with Xiao Qing since waking up, his previous emotions were gone.

Somewhere, a little trace of spiritual perception made him seem to realize that there was something wrong about what happened back then.

With his character, it was difficult to have any deep hatred for others, and he would not feel that any spiritual treasures were more valuable than human life. If someone really used these as a threat to force him to hand over something, unless he really did not have it, he would definitely give it over.

How could it have gotten to the point of destroying the family line and the sect?

Or, of course, he could have been used or became a pawn, and took the blame for others?

But no matter who it was, they didn’t get any benefit in the end, and they paid a considerable price.

Now, the hand pulling the strings seemed to be gradually recovering, and wanted to weave a net with countless enemies around him, to strangle him again.

The Lost Pearl Society, Xiao Yuan, and the tiger spirit demon all seem to be just a prelude.

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The other’s network of connections seemed to be gathering all the forces that coveted Kun-Lai.

A Human Immortal’s natural spiritual perception could not be wrong.

Ji Yunlai thought into the void, then come at me.

I’m afraid I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.

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Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity CH 185 Children

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“Sister.” The boy followed behind the girl, his voice high and childish, holding a wooden toy in his hand.

The girl pouted: “Don’t follow me, I’m going to see Uncle!”

The boy said quickly, “I’m going to see Uncle too!”

The girl stopped and turned to look at her little brother: “What do you want to see Uncle for?”

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Lin Xuan: “What does Sister want to see Uncle for?”

Lin De proudly said: “I want to show Uncle my martial arts!”

Lin Xuan stomped his feet: “I want to also!”

Lin De said strangely: “You don’t know martial arts, Mother said, you can’t learn.”

Lin Xuan suffered from a nutritional deficit in the womb, and his body was weaker than other children. He couldn’t take the cold or the heat, so Guo’er gave him a nickname, Jiaojiao. Boys being given a girl’s name could help them to avoid premature death——at least among the people such a custom was passed down.

Therefore, Lin De, the elder sister, became the object of Lin Xuan’s envy. His sister had been in good health since she was a child, and she was as strong as a calf. Although she was not very good at studying, she was very good at physical activities such as riding and shooting. Lin Xuan envied and admired his sister, hoping that one day he could become the same as his sister.

“Oh, forget it, let’s go together.” Lin De took her little brother’s hand.

They have been together since childhood, and have never been separated. They ate together, studied together, and slept together. They have yet to sleep in separate rooms, but according to Mother, they would be separated when they were seven years old.

Lin De led Lin Xuan out of the palace gate, and the attendants followed behind them.

The two siblings were taken into the palace by Lin Yuan when they were five years old. Guo’er was worried about the two children and moved back to the palace.

As for the princess’s consort…..Guo’er seemed to have forgotten that she had something like a husband.

Only when Han Ling occasionally reported to Lin Yuan did he get permission to enter the inner palace to see his children and wife.

Lin Yuan did not interfere in the affairs of this pair of husband and wife.

Standing in his position, he still hoped that Guo’er could get along with the princess’s consort.

But if it didn’t work, then it couldn’t be forced.

After all, ordinary common people could get divorced, so there was no reason Guo’er couldn’t as well.

“Your Majesty.” Er Liang stepped to the side and said, “The little princess and prince asks to see you.” (TN: unlike the emperor’s children and siblings, the princely titles of the emperor’s grandchildren or nieces and nephews are of the second and/or third rank. So the twins are Princess of the Second Rank and Prince of the Second Rank while Guo’er is a Princess of First Rank)

Lin Yuan put down the teacup and said with a smile, “Let them come in.”

Chen Baisong, who was sitting on the side, asked, “Do you want me to leave?”

Lin Yuan shook his head and smiled at Chen Baisong: “No, they are also your nephew and niece.”

Chen Baisong was stunned for a moment, as if dazed by Lin Yuan’s smile, and he nodded after a while.

“Uncle!” Lin De trotted in with her little brother. Like a whirlwind, Lin De threw herself into Lin Yuan’s arms, and was picked up by Lin Yuan and placed on his lap.

Lin Xuan stood aside shyly, envying that his sister could be held by their uncle.

Before they entered the palace, they rarely saw their uncle, barely twice a year.

But they kept hearing from their mother that their uncle was the person who loved them the most besides their mother. Their mother also said that their uncle was very, very powerful. Their uncle was the emperor and the master of the world. There was nothing in the world that their uncle could not do.

Under such teaching, even though they rarely saw Lin Yuan, they all admired their uncle.

And every time they saw their uncle, their uncle would give them gifts.

The gifts were not necessarily expensive, but they would definitely be in line with their likes and preferences. In the eyes of children, Lin Yuan was omnipotent.

And Lin De had already discovered that every time she went to see her uncle, the maids who served her would all scramble to go with her.

Lin De was puzzled before, and she asked her mother, who told her that because her uncle was the most noble person in the world, everyone wanted to get close to him and to be loved by him, and everyone he loved had a good life.

So Lin De never took the palace maids with her again.

She felt that the less people her uncle liked, the better, otherwise her uncle’s heart would be divided.

Lin De turned to look at Lin Xuan.

Well, if it was her little brother, then she was willing to give half of her uncle to him.

“What? What happened today?” Lin Yuan teased the child.

Lin De leaned on Lin Yuan’s chest and said earnestly, “Uncle, I have learned a set of martial arts.”

As she spoke, she jumped off Lin Yuan’s knees and stood in front of Lin Yuan, with a confident look on her little face, still plump with baby fat: “I’ll show you!”

After speaking, Lin De began to go through the movements.

This set of fist movements was actually taught to children so that they could keep fit, similar to modern radio gymnastics.

There was no difficulty, and there was no practical combative use. It just allowed the children not to delay the growth of the body when they were not studying.

“Xiao De is really amazing.” Lin Yuan applauded.

Lin De’s face flushed red, and she said happily, “I will be even more powerful in the future! I want to be a general!”

Lin Yuan said oddly, “Why do you want to be a general?”

Lin De said: “They all said that being a general is very powerful! You can wear very nice armor! You can command thousands of troops! Fight back those bandits who dare to harass us!”

Lin Yuan rubbed Lin De’s little head: “Then you have to work hard. Not everyone can be a general, and a general is the most powerful person.”

Lin De asked, “More powerful than you?”

Chen Baisong said next to him: “A general must be loyal to the emperor, there can be many generals, but there is only one emperor.”

Lin De’s eyes widened: “Then I want to be the most powerful general!”

Lin Yuan smiled: “Okay, Uncle is waiting for Xiao De to grow up and let Xiao De be Uncle’s general.”

“What about Jiaojiao? What do you want to do in the future?” Lin Yuan asked Lin Xuan, who was standing on the side and fidgeting with his sleeve.

Lin Xuan used his little brain to think for a while, and said, “Then I will be Sister’s military adviser, and let her always be victorious.”

Lin Yuan also reached out and rubbed Lin Xuan’s head. This pair of sister and brother were never separated under his advice. Their relationship was very good. Lin De had a carefree temperament, while Lin Xuan was much more attentive. The both of them had never quarreled with each other before.

Lin De seemed arrogant, but she never bullied her younger brother.

Lin Xuan looked weak, but he was not a weak child.

They were destined to be competitors in the future. Even if one of them wanted to back down, Lin Yuan would not allow it. In the end, it would depend on strength and ability.

But when they were still young, Lin Yuan hoped that they would have a complete and healthy family relationship, that they could experience familial affection, and that they didn’t have to face the cruel side of the world that soon.

What Lin Yuan didn’t expect was that these two children would be dependent on him like this.

But he could also understand, after all, Lin De and Lin Xuan didn’t have very deep feelings for their father.

Before they moved into the palace, Han Ling was always very busy. He was busy communicating with his colleagues and trying to find a way to make achievements. He didn’t have much time and energy to allocate to his family.

So Lin Yuan became the “father” in the eyes of the children.

The identity of the emperor was enough to gild him in a golden halo.

In fact, people, whether they were children or adults, tend to pursue the strong, worship the strong, and obey the strong. This was instinct.

People would protect the weak, but they would never worship the weak, nor want to be the weak.

Power was the proof of the strong.

The emperor who possessed the most power was the strongest.

Lin Yuan had just hugged Lin De, and this time it was changed to Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan sat obediently on Lin Yuan’s lap and said seriously, “Mother said she wants to change our teacher.”

Lin Yuan: “What’s the matter? Is the current teacher not good?”

Lin Xuan was a little confused: “I don’t know, but Mother said that the teacher is not a good teacher.”

Lin Yuan was also very puzzled. The teacher he chose for the two was the first in the second rank of candidates who passed the first imperial examination. He had real talent and knowledge, and he was more than enough to be a teacher for the children. Why would Guo’er say that he was not a good teacher? 

“Then next time you go to class, Uncle will also come visit, alright?” Lin Yuan asked.

Lin Xuan nodded and said happily, “Okay!”

Lin Xuan had delicate health and could not learn to ride horses and archery like Lin De. He spent more time indoors, so he liked to read books more than Lin De. Books were his friends other than his sister.

It was not that there were no people in the capital who wanted to send their children to Lin De and Lin Xuan as companions.

However, Lin De was just an addition, as their eyes were still focused on Lin Xuan.

After all, Lin Yuan had no children, and there were only two siblings, Lin De and Lin Xuan, in the imperial bloodline.

And Lin De was a girl, she couldn’t inherit the throne, only Lin Xuan.

Unless Princess Chang’an had a few more sons, no matter how they looked at it, Lin Xuan would be the future emperor.

Didn’t the emperor take Lin Xuan by his side to raise him?

They were sure that so long as Lin Xuan grew up, the emperor would let Lin Xuan go gain experience.

They already couldn’t wait to stand in line.

If they started now, when Lin Xuan really became emperor, they would get some benefits no matter what, right?

Lin Yuan had not spoken yet, but seeing Lin De and Lin Xuan getting older and older, and now they were six years old, it was time for them to collect their own aides. Judging people and managing people were sometimes abilities learned, though sometimes it also came naturally.

This was also talent, just don’t know which of these two siblings had such talent.

Moreover, the children of the officials and noble families grew up beside Lin De and Lin Xuan, and they could be considered to be well-known and familiar.

Whether Lin De or Lin Xuan became the emperor in the future, these children would be their “own people”.

It was just…..

Lin Yuan was a little worried that Lin De would not have any companions.

After all, the noble families still wouldn’t let their daughters go out, let alone send them into the palace as a companion.

It was also impossible to have their sons be the companion of a princess, otherwise there would be unpleasant rumors outside.

For example, the child is still so young, yet you want your son to marry the princess in the future. Truly, your shameless intentions are obvious to everyone.

Aristocratic families want face, even if they really had such intentions, they didn’t want others saying it.

After the two children left, Lin Yuan said to Chen Baisong, “Look for an opportunity later, let all the children of the noble families enter the palace, and let Lin De and Lin Xuan choose their own companions.”

Chen Baisong nodded, he felt that this method was very good, and those aristocratic families would not dare to say anything about the children’s affairs.

“Jiaojiao’s health is still not good.” Chen Baisong sighed, “How about you let me take care of him for a while.”

Lin Yuan smiled and looked at Chen Baisong: “How are you going to take care of him?”

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Chen Baisong said earnestly: “His physique is weak, so naturally he needs to get more sunlight and move more. Being locked in the house all day, even healthy people would have problems.”

“Then bring Xiao De with you as well.” Lin Yuan said, “I don’t want them to be too far apart before they turn sixteen.”

No feelings could stand the wear of distance.

Chen Baisong nodded: “Alright.”

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After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn

After The Vicious Cannon Fodder Was Reborn CH 135 Signing Contract In Hong Kong

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Before Tao Mu officially joined the crew, he had already set off a hot search in the Hong Kong entertainment circle. As many Hong Kong netizens found FlyNews.com, soon, the news of Tao Mu’s participation in the film “Black and White” also spread in the mainland.

The Hong Kong film and television industry had always been known as the Hollywood of the East. Especially in the second half of the 20th century, there have been many popular classics. The cultural output included the entire East Asia and Southeast Asia. However, at the beginning of the new century, Hong Kong film and television dramas gradually fell behind. Although many A-list superstars were still sought after by audiences and fans. But whether it was a movie or a TV series, it often fell short in terms of box office and ratings.

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Of course, the development of Hong Kong film and television dramas had reached a certain stage, and it had entered an embarrassing bottleneck period where there was nothing to film. The more important reason was that the cultural censorship systems in Hong Kong and the mainland were different. Some classic themes that were immensely popular in Hong Kong often failed to pass the review when they arrived in the mainland.

Just like the film “Black and White”, because it was a police and gangster film, the subject matter was very sensitive. In addition, at the end of the plot, the mob boss, played by Hong Kong superstar Zhou Yanqing, managed to escape to Southeast Asia with huge assets after successfully plotting against the undercover cop played by Yan Sheng and several other higher-ups in the mafia. This was of course to lay the groundwork for turning “Black and White” into a series, but in the eyes of the bigwigs in China Film Administration (CFA), this kind of plot where the villain boss escaped justice was particularly inconsistent with the core socialist values. Not to mention the undercover cop Zhou Yuanting played by Tao Mu, actually went bad in the second half of the film. In order to betray the undercover cop played by Yan Sheng for profit, he joined forces with the mob boss played by Zhou Yanqing to set up the scheme, which almost caused the death of the hero played by Yan Sheng.

This part of the plot was even more impossible to broadcast in the mainland.

Therefore, after the film was released in Hong Kong, it was not passed when it was reviewed by the mainland. The opinion given by the CFA was that the villain must be punished for evil. So the director added a scene of the villain being caught and imprisoned for Zhou Yuanting, played by Tao Mu at the last minute. In the original plot setting, Zhou Yuanting, played by Tao Mu, should have escaped far away with the mob boss.

As a result, in order to promote the core socialist values, Zhou Yuanting was caught by the police when he was about to escape and was sentenced to ten years.

In fact, when the CFA gave its revision advice, the filmmakers did not want to revise it, wanting to keep the integrity and coherence of the plot. However, considering the vast film market in the mainland, they eventually compromised.

Of course, the main reason was that the Zhou Yuanting played by Tao Mu didn’t quite meet the director’s casting standards. The actor of Zhou Yuanting, who Director Xu Musen wanted to choose in the previous life, was originally a very popular young actor in Hong Kong. However, relying on the power of the Shen family, Tao Mu insisted on playing the role of Zhou Yuanting. And because the young actor that Director Xu Musen valued was caught in the whirlpool of public opinion because of the scandal of opening a room with his bankroller. So Xu Musen had no choice but to compromise in the end.

In this life, Director Xu Musen naturally first wanted to cast that popular young actor from Hong Kong. After his scandal came to light, only then did Tao Mu come to mind. But the main reason was Tao Mu’s identity as the founder of FlyNews.com. As for Xu Musen’s polite words when he sent a role invitation to Beijing Film, that he fell in love with Tao Mu’s dancing in H Town and thought that this role belonged to none other than Tao Mu. Although it was true, everyone knew that if Tao Mu was just a martial arts stand-in with no background and no support, then even if Tao Mu was the Zhou Yuanting in the movie come to life, Xu Musen would never use a pure rookie to play such an important role.

However, what people in the industry knew well, when it came to the people who ate melons, especially the fans, it was not the case.

As everyone knows, the film “Black and White” was a film that Director Xu Musen had polished for three years. The A-list celebrities from both sides of the strait and Taiwan were invited to star in the film. Even a small supporting role that had only a few minutes of screen time might become a hit with the big influence brought by the many superstars in the cast.

In this case, a role like Zhou Yuanting, which was visibly a character that would allow an actor a lot of room to play with, and if the role was acted well it would definitely stand out, so of course, the role became the target of all young actors.

So, including the popular young actor whose scandal with his bankroller was exposed, everyone was trying their best to pursue audition opportunities. But Director Xu Musen kept silent the whole time, he didn’t even go through the audition process, and directly handed the role to Tao Mu.

A student who had just been admitted to Beijing Film Academy and was still a freshman. What talent and ability did Tao Mu have that could actually PK out so many B-list and C-list popular male stars and gain Xu Musen’s favor?

Celebrity fans who have chased information on the casting of this character role all exploded. They all left messages on the Internet to diss Tao Mu for going through the back door, thinking that Xu Musen had bowed to capital. Some people even believed that Xu Musen would ruin the film and called on all fans to boycott the movie, to never compromise on a shoddy movie. Others diverged towards a new regulation just introduced by the CFA——that co-productions must be equal in the proportion of actors. That was to say, if one of the male and female protagonists was from Hong Kong or Taiwan, then the other must be from the mainland. These people believed that the mainland film and television industry was trying to suppress the Hong Kong entertainment circle.

All in all, it was like a gust of wind had unsettled all kinds of demons to pop up and dance wildly. In contrast, only Tao Mu’s fans were in high spirits and were simply happy that their idol had the opportunity to pit his acting chops with a lot of big stars——yes, pitting acting chops. Tao Mu’s fans have always been confident in Tao Mu’s ability. Even if they have never seen Tao Mu acting, they all agreed that Tao Mu’s acting skills must be very good. After all, according to the industry’s evaluation, he could KO Wang Boyuan and PK best actor Yan Sheng.

At the same time when netizens from both Hong Kong and the mainland fell into a state of eating melons, Tao Mu flew to Hong Kong in a low-key manner to meet Xu Musen and the production team of the movie “Black and White” in person to negotiate the contract.

Tao Mu, who had not yet found an agent, took their pitiful and helpless Lawyer Zhou as usual. As a top tier economic lawyer in China, Zhou Shenxing had never been in contact with a contract in the entertainment industry before. However, Zhou Shenxing could analyze whether each clause would cause losses to Tao Mu economically from the terms of the contract. This strange contract signing method also opened the eyes of Zhou Musen and the producers of “Black and White”.

Once again, they realized that there was a reason Tao Mu was able to create FlyNews.com from scratch at a young age and become a partner of Xiaoheng Capital. It was definitely not for nothing.

When signing the contract, Zhou Musen also smiled and asked Tao Mu if he had any intention of investing into the crew. Tao Mu politely declined.

He said that as a small supporting role who just appeared no more than 20 minutes, he was embarrassed to invest money into the crew. So as not to damage the normal ecology of the crew. Of course, the main reason why Tao Mu was so humble and low-key was that after the movie was released, the box office in the mainland was not high——because the reviewing of the movie by the CFA dragged on for too long, lasting half a year in all. So fans who couldn’t wait began watching pirated DVDs. So when the movie was finally released in the mainland, the attendance at theaters was very bleak——after all it was not the kind of 3D movie that had to be seen in a movie theater in order to really experience the stunning visuals. Fans who have already watched the pirated discs were really not interested in going to the cinema to watch it again.

This was also the embarrassing situation that Hong Kong films often encountered when it entered the mainland film market.

Because of the gossip paparazzi’s revelations, Xu Musen and the crew also knew that Tao Mu was going to experience life in the police academy a few months in advance before joining the crew. Xu Musen originally invited Tao Mu to play the role of Zhou Yuanting, mainly because he was interested in Tao Mu’s identity as the founder of FlyNews.com. Secondly, he also saw the news on the Internet that Tao Mu had actually forced himself into a fever in order to interpret a role, and even went to a drug rehab center to experience life. He inquired about Tao Mu’s acting skills through his personal connections, and even called his friend who was a teacher in Beijing Film, and finally confirmed that Tao Mu should be qualified for this role.

——As netizens said, there was indeed a bit of bowing to capital going on. But Xu Musen didn’t expect that Tao Mu had not even signed a contract with the crew, and yet he had already thought of going to the Hong Kong Royal Police Academy to experience life and prepare for the role. Moreover, he even got permission from the police academy.

No matter what Tao Mu’s acting skills were, first of all, this attitude made Xu Musen quite satisfied. He felt that the news from the mainland and his colleagues were really not exaggerating. At least in terms of work ethics and professionalism, Tao Mu really didn’t need anyone to worry about him.

After all, things like preparing months in advance for a role, even some popular young actors in the circle couldn’t do it, let alone a domineering CEO like Tao Mu, who was worth hundreds of billions of dollars. Usually, most young actors would only join the crew the day before the filming and then start reading the script on the day of filming. Occasionally, a teleprompter was even needed during filming.

In contrast, Tao Mu’s serious preparation at least allowed Xu Musen to see Tao Mu’s sincerity.

Taking advantage of the free time after signing the contract, Tao Mu also took out his script and character biography and gave it to Xu Musen. The main reason was to ask Xu Musen to help him look it over and narrow down what preparations Tao Mu needed to do to play the role of Zhou Yuanting.

Because he had acting experience in his previous life, Tao Mu knew that the role of Zhou Yuanting had quite a few fight scenes——this was also an important reason why Xu Musen invited Tao Mu to play the role. He had seen Tao Mu’s action scenes, and thought that Tao Mu’s role as Zhou Musen would at least not require a stand-in. This was very valuable when shooting. At least it could ensure that Zhou Yuanting’s shots would be smoother and there wouldn’t be a need to cut too many shots.

Therefore, when Tao Mu was designing the character biography, he also paid special attention to interpreting the character’s inner thoughts and mindset with fight scenes.

Tao Mu thought that when the character Zhou Yuanting first appeared, he could use the fighting skills of the police academy in the fight scenes. This showed that although Zhou Yuanting’s character was impulsive and seemed very audacious, he was actually very influenced by the environment and had always believed that he was a policeman.

With the deepening of the plot, Zhou Yuanting’s mood gradually changed after he entered the gang, and the fight scenes also changed from normal fighting skills to more lethal moves. Some fancy bells and whistles were reduced, and only direct and deadly moves aimed to kill remained. When fighting, he also changed from deliberately not hurting people’s lives to focusing on aiming at his opponent’s vital points. And then finally at the end of the plot where he killed with a single shot from his gun. Using the fight scenes to highlight his character’s inner evolution.

This was something Xu Musen did not consider. After all, although Xu Musen was good at shooting police and gangster films, the film “Black and White” was mainly about the intrigue between the two male protagonists and had few action scenes. The role of Zhou Yuanting was just a small supporting role who appeared for less than 20 minutes. The role was not even as important as the ones played by several veteran big stars. So Xu Musen and the screenwriter did not consider so much when writing the script.

Only Tao Mu started from his own point of view, plus he had played this role in his previous life, and he had read many film reviews written by professional film critics. Only due to these combination of factors could he think of starting from this point and interpreting the characters more three-dimensionally.

Of course, to a certain extent, it could be regarded as adding scenes to oneself.

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But Tao Mu’s action scenes were originally in his original set of scenes. What Tao Mu did was just finely traced a few circles on the original outline of the plot. It did not change the duration of the character’s appearance, nor did it violate the character settings. It could even make the rhythm of the film with too many speaking scenes more compact and exciting. So Xu Musen did not feel offended. He even praised Tao Mu’s character biography. He felt that Tao Mu had really thought deeply about the script and the characters.

Of course, this was mainly because Tao Mu’s identity was not the same as that of ordinary newbie actors. It was unknown if Xu Musen would still be so pleased if it was another young actor who had no background and no support, yet rashly proposed in front of the director that he wanted to design the fight scenes by himself before he even joined the crew.

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These Werebeast Gongs Are Rogues

These Werebeast Gongs Are Rogues CH 015 Fellow Compatriot

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Except for Mandarin, other languages were like listening to heavenly books for Lei Jin, but English was quite common everywhere, so even if he couldn’t speak it, he could understand a few sentences, for example, hello, thank you, and those swear words, Lei Jin felt that he could speak them all quite fluently. So he would never have misheard the word “sh*t” just now.

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Before Xiya and the others could react, they saw their female jump up and run outside like the wind.

Mingya, who was still in his arms, was glad that he jumped down in time, otherwise he would have been thrown to the ground by his female.

As soon as Lei Jin ran to the door, he and the person who was about to enter collided together head-on.

The rattan basket in the hands of the new arrival fell to the ground, and the wild vegetables in the basket all fell to the ground.

The two fell back respectively and into the arms of the people behind them.

Roger clutched his forehead, his eyes only seeing black for a while, and he couldn’t help but yell: “F**ker, who doesn’t have eyes and dares to hit me at the door of my house?”

“Ah Ma…..” Mingya was about to say something.

“How many times have I said it, call me Papa.” Roger broke free from the arms of the male werebeast behind him and looked down at his little son. The most troublesome one was this little idiot. What damn tribe rules that said that newly adult werebeasts must go out to hunt alone once, and come back with their prey to be recognized. Tch, what did his son need their recognition for. He already had two capable sons, and so long as the youngest stupid son was fine and healthy, he was satisfied.

“Let me see if there is any injury?” Roger grabbed Mingya’s two front paws and touched it up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was no injury at all, and it seemed that he had even gained weight. Roger held him in his arms and tested the weight.

“By the way, who was the blind fool that hit me just now?” After confirming that his son came back safely, the next step was to find and settle the account with a certain someone. Who let him be in a bad mood today, and got right in the path of his fire.

Lei Jin was not sure now. Because he didn’t understand a word that came out of that person just now, and Lei Jin, who was just staring at the person who came, didn’t notice that he was now in Moya’s arms.

When Roger saw the only stranger here, and the bath towel exposed at Lei Jin’s waist because of the collision, his eyes suddenly flickered.

“You…..where are you from?” Roger asked him tentatively in English.

Lei Jin looked at him blankly, unable to understand.

“Are you also from that world?” Japanese.

Lei Jin was still at a loss and didn’t understand.

“China?” Roger tried his best to make his pronunciation more accurate.

“Yes, yes.” Lei Jin nodded hurriedly, his eyes shining. He had finally found a compatriot. Although the pronunciation was a bit strange, he could understand those two words clearly.

“How did you get here?” Lei Jin was about to go forward and have a good conversation with his fellow compatriot, only to realize that he was in the arms of the black-haired youth.

“Dear, let go, this brother will love you later.” Lei Jin took advantage l of the language barrier to get in a cheeky word.

But he forgot that someone understood.

Moya frowned, looked at Mingya, and gestured for him to translate.

Mingya glanced at their female unwillingly, he had never called Mingya that way. But still obediently translated Lei Jin’s words as they were.

When Moya heard the words, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Luo Jie didn’t care what these sons were thinking now, he only cared about whether this person was from the same world as him.

He pulled Lei Jin to sit under the tree, and the two planned to have a good conversation, so tragedy happened.

Lei Jin couldn’t understand English. Roger’s Chinese was also limited to a few simple words: hello, thank you, have you eaten?

Fortunately, the two come from the same world. Although their cultural background was not the same, there was still a way to communicate.

Roger pointed to Lei Jin, what is your name?

“Lei Jin.” This Lei Jin understood, when two people meet, they must first exchange names.

“Ray…..” Roger tried to pronounce.

“Lei…..Jin…..” Lei Jin slowly pronounced word by word.

“Lei…..Jin…..”

Lei Jin nodded, yes.

“Roger,” Roger pointed to himself.

“Roger…..”

“…..”

“…..”

Finally, the two exchanged names with difficulty.

Roger pointed to Lei Jin, and then pointed into the distance. The meaning being where did you come from.

This Lei Jin also understood. Lei Jin picked up a branch and drew on the dirt ground, one tree, two trees. A group of trees was a forest. I came from the forest.

Roger nodded, indicating that he understood.

Lei Jin also nodded, oh, you also came from the forest, I understand.

The two gestured with hands and feet, talking with pseudo sign language, and generally understood each other, somewhat.

Lei Jin showed Roger the bath towel in his arms, indicating that this was the only thing he brought.

Roger thought Lei Jin wanted to give it to him, took it, and untied the pocket watch that he had been carrying all these years around his neck and gifted it to him in return.

Completely ignoring the panicked gazes of the four people present. They also saw at this time that the two were from the same place, although they didn’t know where that place was, and they didn’t seem to belong to any tribe on this continent, but that place was where Roger (Ah Ma) had never stopped wanting to go back all these years.

Only Mingya looked at this one, looked at that one, completely unaware of what happened.

Lei Jin was excited to finally find a compatriot in this strange world.

Roger was also feeling lucky that he finally met a fellow compatriot from the same place after so many years.

But at this time, when Lei Jin calmed down, he noticed something else. How could this Roger look so similar to that black-haired youth? They both have black hair and dark green eyes. It was just that this Roger looked older than that young man. But other than that, they were really similar. He wondered how they were related. There were also the two people behind, one with golden blond hair and violet eyes, and one with silver blonde hair and blue eyes. They looked older, and both were tall and strong, they should be the fathers of this family, right?

Father, son, there were no women in this family, Lei Jin made a preliminary judgment, but what was Roger’s role in this family?

Lunch was eaten in the yard. The family set up a fire directly in the yard and roasted a wild boar. Six grown men and…..a little beast. It seemed that the family really loved this little guy, and didn’t even forget to add a place for him to eat. But with Roger’s persevering efforts, Lei Jin already knew that this little guy was called Mingya. The golden blond youth was called Xiya, the golden blond middle-aged man was called An Sen, the black-haired youth was called Moya, and the silver blonde middle-aged man was called An Luo.

Lei Jin looked at An Luo and the little guy next to him, and hey, this An Luo’s hair color was quite similar to the little guy’s fur color.

But just now Roger pointed at the little guy and gestured for a long time, but Lei Jin still didn’t understand what Roger was trying to say.

The wild boar was roasted, An Luo used a crude iron knife to cut a piece of the tenderest tenderloin and handed it to Roger. Xiya also cut a piece and handed it to Lei Jin.

The two accepted their piece, but handed it to Mingya at the same time.

Mingya looked at his Ah Ma on the left, and his female on the right, and grabbed the meat with his paws while smiling. He didn’t see the knife-like gaze of his dads and brothers at all. He just lay down next to the plate placed on the ground, and ate happily.

There was also wild vegetable soup, but Lei Jin couldn’t tell what it was, tasting slightly bitter, and the ingredients were simple. Only salt was added, and the others didn’t like it, so he and Roger drank a bowl. For Lei Jin, who had not eaten vegetables for half a month. This wild vegetable soup was not bad at all.

After they finished lunch, Lei Jin felt really sleepy. He was exhausted after traveling all these days, and not having a proper place to sleep at night. Moreover, he didn’t dare to sleep very deep in the wilderness. So after filling his stomach, sleepiness crept up on him, and he couldn’t resist it even if he wanted to.

Lei Jin also didn’t care about face. Just gestured with Roger and said that he wanted to find a place to sleep.

Roger pointed to the westernmost room, indicating that Lei Jin could go in.

Moya walked over and said a few words, and Lei Jin naturally didn’t know what he said.

It was just that Roger looked at him and then Moya. He frowned, said something, and finally nodded.

Moya motioned for Lei Jin to follow him.

Lei Jin was really sleepy, so he didn’t think of anything else, just got up and followed Moya through the door.

It turned out that this house had a back door.

The back door opened to an endless green grassland. Walking on it was like walking on a green carpet. There was no sound at all. A clear creek meandered and passed by the front of the door. The grass on both sides was very dense, and the wildflowers were in full bloom. It was a good place for a vacation. Lei Jin thought. It also looked like a good idea to take a bath in the creek.

After walking about ten steps, they came to the back door of another house, which also had a wall of blue stones and a thatched roof. It seemed to be bigger than the house they just came from.

Lei Jin took a general look around. In addition to the room in the middle where the front and rear doors could be opened, there were three other rooms, all of which were spacious and tall. Lei Jin stretched his arms, and his fingers could not even reach the door frame.

Moya led him to the innermost room. There were very few decorations in the room. The most conspicuous furniture was the big bed in the middle, which was covered with a layer of animal skins. Moya then turned around and went out. So Lei Jin took off his straw sandals and threw himself on the bed impatiently, missing the feeling of sleeping on a bed. He took off the only piece of animal skin clothing he had, and threw it aside. Naked, he fell straight asleep, so he didn’t see Moya returning inside.

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After confirming that he was asleep, long and cold fingers slowly slid down the curve of his body. A small wooden bowl was placed beside the bed, containing some green liquid. Using his left arm to support his waist, Lei Jin’s ass was canted upwards, presenting access to the fingers of his right hand which were now smeared with the green liquid and slowly piercing into his entrance…..

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Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure CH 046 Capturing Fish Underwater, Finding Shark Instead

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After a month of the Dragon-Phoenix Selection being held, Feng Qingxiu finally managed to make it to the end.

Because he made the sacred stone himself this time, he couldn’t use spiritual stones as energy, so he relied on his own spiritual energy to activate it. After a month of checking and controlling it, plus being the target of extremely pained eyes of those who were unsuccessful. All of that pressure caused him to feel like his body had been hollowed out.

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However, this year, there seem to be more people than in previous years.

A month later, there were still tens of thousands of school-age teenagers wandering outside the flying peak and begging.

Proportionately, at least dozens of teenagers among them would enter Kun-Lai to seek cultivation.

Feng Qingxiu wanted to continue for a few more days, but was stopped by the paper man.

“We must leave a little soup for the minor sects in the Western Continent.” The paper man flew to a point on the apprentice’s forehead and injected a bit of spiritual energy, “If everything is snatched away by Kun-Lai, they are going to cause trouble again.”

“But this seems a bit cruel?” After being injected with a bit of spiritual energy from his master, Feng Qingxiu felt that his spiritual mind was cleared, and the exhaustion and depression seemed to have also gone away.

It was not that his sympathy radius was too large, but that he had experienced the pain of nearly losing the opportunity to go to Kun-Lai and knew what kind of sadness it was.

Nobles had it easier, at least they could go to other smaller sects to try, but it was impossible for commoners. The distance was vast, the bandits were rampant, beasts and creatures infested everywhere, the money was not enough, the need to take care of one’s parents… any of the above could block their path to elevate their station in life.

There was no better way to go further than being selected into Kun-Lai. After being accepted, not to mention the subsidies that Kun-Lai would issue for them, the countries where they were located would also do their best to favor their family, so that they would have no worries.

“Xiao Qing, luck is also a necessary variable, one can’t last for long alone,” the paper man floated in front of him and explained to him, “If you don’t leave some people behind to let the people know that Kun-Lai is not a charitable organization, it won’t even be a hundred years for all nations and peoples to take Kun-Lai for granted.”

It was not that he didn’t know about the Lost Pearl Society and the like, and what it meant to them, but so what?

Once the buyer’s market and the seller’s market were reversed, the troubles would become far more than that.

The human heart was greedy, and before Kun-Lai had the ability to afford more cultivation resources, he would not make this opening casually.

“It’s this apprentice who thinks too much.” Feng Qingxiu thought about it for a while, and understood the reasoning, “Actually, is it possible to open a school in the various countries to share the pressure of Kun-Lai?”

All primary selections were held in Kun-Lai, and if it was divided into lower levels, the selection range would be wider.

“Don’t even think about it.” The paper man smiled lightly, “The rulers of all these countries would not sit back and watch such fat meat without taking a bite of it. The Central Continent did this, but from then on, the number of aristocratic children who entered the major sects were as great as the mountains and seas, and as a result, they had to send someone else out to select among the commoners.”

Speaking of this, the paper man also gave his apprentice a lesson in the four major academies in the Central Continent, and they all had direct recommendations to the major sects.

“I heard about them when I was in my teens. Tuition fees were waived for those with only two spiritual roots and less while mixed roots require 3,000 spiritual stones each year. Kun-Lai had collected statistics and the emergence rate of mixed spiritual roots was one in one hundred and twenty-nine people, and the rate of occurrence of two spiritual roots and less was one in 120,000 people,” the paper man thought of the difficulty he faced trying to get into an academy back then, “and bribes must be paid to the deacons in order for them to be accepted, which even more so cut off the chances of ordinary disciples from commoner backgrounds.”

He was stabbed in the back by his companions more than once just for the meat of beast demons; in order to save a spiritual stone, he had to copy 2,000 talismans; it took more than a year just to buy a low-level book on cultivation, and he was reluctant to spend the money to buy spiritual food which caused his cultivation level to fall back; he wanted to enter a sect, but only heard that he had been eliminated because he had no money for bribes…

This should be his original intention behind holding the Dragon-Phoenix Selection using the Heart-Asking Stone. The Selection was far more fair than if the Selection was carried out by people. Although the disciples selected in the Western Continent regarded the elimination exams in the outer sect as hell, if they truly experienced the suffering of ordinary low-level cultivators in the Central Continent, then it was more than likely that they would immediately cry about wanting to go back to this hell they complained about.

So he never felt that he owed anyone, and in fact he didn’t.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he was a little puzzled. Could it be that he had owed someone over these thousand years?

This was not his style. He always paid back what he owed, and he couldn’t stand being in debt.

“Master?” Seeing the paper man in a daze, Feng Qingxiu asked.

“It’s alright, take a rest, there are still several states left.” The paper man waved his hand.

“Okay.” Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly and pulled open his collar.

The paper man skillfully pasted himself on his apprentice. After all, he was now just a ray of divine consciousness, and could use Xiao Qing’s spiritual energy, which was from the same vein as him, to restore his power, without having to go back to the main body to replenish it.

Speaking of, it would be nice if the main body could charge him wirelessly from tens of thousands of miles away… he must study this when he has the time.

Feng Qingxiu tidied up his clothes, pressed it over the paper man, went to the bed to meditate and recover his energy, and on the way, slapped his own shadow who wanted to touch the paper man back to the ground, and then gave the shadow a cold glare.

Instead, letting the formless sword energy from his fingertips fly out to comfort the shadow.

The paper man was a little confused, Xiao Qing seemed to have less and less respect for the paper man… but acting more like—a programmer who was addicted to collecting figurines of their anime goddesses in his previous life.

Was it an illusion?

***

The flying peak was naturally calm and stable inside, but the outside was completely different.

The people who failed the Selection cried out in all kinds of grief and indignation, and the rumors about cheating and injustice from before were also spread in a prudent manner, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

People sometimes prefer to believe rumors that were beneficial to them, rather than the truth that was useless to them.

They didn’t dare to offend Kun-Lai in the slightest, so they poured out their anger on the royal and aristocratic families.

Here we must talk about the situation of the states under Kun-Lai.

Apart from the Dragon-Phoenix Selection, Kun-Lai never interfered in the affairs of the mortal governments, so the authority of the states was also extremely high, and because there were Kun-Lai disciples in various townships, although cases of oppression was still inevitable, it did not dare to go too far. So they have long known Kun-Lai’s bottom line for the states—even if the states were involved in great wars, as long as they didn’t slaughter a city of civilians at will, they would not care.

Faced with this kind of thing, they have much experience, so while reassuring and saying what kind of preferential treatment would be given—no taxing this year (the weather had been good for many years, and the granary was full to bursting), while also suppressing discontent martially—the heavy armored soldiers with whips who were like wolves and tigers let loose on the crowds, causing them to run away screaming and crying.

It was just that this year seemed a little strange.

The few who received the whip were literally running directly into the path of the whip, and some even committed suicide in front of the soldiers in rage.

The soldiers killed people!

This stabbed the hornet’s nest, and the people surged forward in anger. The soldiers could not compare in numbers, and became everyone’s venting targets. And for self-defense, the soldiers also had no time to pay attention to the demands of their superiors who only said to use whips. But still a few of them were stabbed to death in the dark.

The conflict instantly became bigger.

Under the deliberate incitation, it quickly spread throughout the city, and the soldiers and commanders were assassinated everywhere. Without a leader, it almost became a huge civil uprising.

Some small-time villains took the opportunity to vandalize and make trouble, commit arson, and for a while, fires burst all over the city, and thick smoke billowed.

“These people were killed with a premeditated plan.”

This commotion naturally alarmed the Kun-Lai disciples stationed in the capital, but the other party was well prepared and they only managed to find a few small fish.

If the other party didn’t use cultivators, they couldn’t use the residual spiritual energy in the air to distinguish the opponent’s actions.

But the chaos still had to be calmed first.

The master of the flying peak immediately cast the rain-calling technique, but the rain-calling technique depended on the gathering of surrounding water vapor. Recently, the autumn weather was quite dry, and the water vapor was inevitably insufficient.

The rain was not very heavy.

Ji Yunlai was dissatisfied, and raised a paper hand to add a trace of his own into the other’s spiritual consciousness.

His path of cultivation was originally very close to the true essence of seals, and it was the favorite target of heavenly tribulations. After joining in, the sky changed drastically in an instant.

Boom!

The sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant, golden snakes of lightning danced wildly, and in less than a moment, heavy rain poured down.

The momentum was so great that the flying peak master himself was shocked.

Under the torrential rain that one could barely see through, the people who wanted to make trouble also shrank back and sought shelter from the rain to keep warm.

Getting a serious illness was no joke. Even if some of the medicinal residues from Kun-Lai could cure most diseases, the price was not affordable for ordinary people.

And the people who were still making trouble at this time, it was obvious at a glance whether they were spies or truly angry civilians.

A little over a hundred of them were easily found, and they were all taken away.

They also quickly spilled the truth in front of the professional interrogators sent by the Great Xiao State to inquire.

They were all members of the Lost Pearl Society.

And the purpose of their evil actions was to draw their attention away.

So what were they trying to do?

This was what everyone wanted to find out the most.

But there was no need to ask, because at this moment, they heard the rumbling sound of a great flood of water.

 ***

“The underground waterway of the Great Xiao State capital has long been dug through by us.” Behind the bead curtain, the person playing the guqin said mildly, “The water had been stored for a long time, and there are double walls blocking inside and outside the city. If the waterway valve was removed in the rainstorm, the water level difference could be added, and the water could rush forth and flood the capital.”

“This is not something ordinary mortals can do.” A voice outside the curtain said flatly.

“Yes, we naturally had help,” said the person playing the guqin calmly. “They call themselves people from the Central Continent, and the one who could open the valve is also the Teacher of the State of Great Xiao sent by Kun-Lai.”

“It was your plan to attract heavy rain?” asked the person outside the curtain.

“Kun-Lai’s cultivators can call forth wind and rain, it is a common thing, and must be included in the calculations.” The person behind the curtain replied. “Although it’s a mortal’s plan, I wonder if it could still make you Kun-Lai cultivators see my belief and determination?”

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“Your belief and determination are firm, being able to go this far as an ordinary mortal.” The voice of the person outside the curtain was also very mild, “Indeed, there really is cause for a whole new level of respect.”

“It’s my honor, I wonder what is the name of this cultivator?” The guqin player asked casually.

The person outside the curtain replied simply, “Ji Yunlai.”

The sound of the guqin stopped abruptly.

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Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity CH 184 Going Ahead First

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With less and less harassment on the borders, Lin Yuan felt a lot more at ease.

Over the years, he had focused his attention on the borders, in order to make the common people more stable and prevent the borders from being harassed all the time. With the borders being harrassed all the time, the common people couldn’t live a peaceful life, and merchants couldn’t do business with peace of mind, forced to bring many armed escorts everytime they traveled, which in turn brought the cost of business up. Even Lin Yuan felt a little distressed when he collected taxes——if the merchants hadn’t hired so many armed escorts, he could still collect a bit more tax.

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Since the borders had been stabilized, both the court and the public have been singing praises.

Praising Lin Yuan as a heroic leader descended from heaven.

But in addition to the good news, there was also bad news, that was, Song Shizhao was dying.

In recent years, Song Shizhao’s physical condition had been deteriorating.

He was in his fifties when he first followed Lin Yuan, and now he was quite an old man of advanced age.

These days, Lin Yuan had been keeping an eye on Song Shizhao’s situation, and sent the best imperial physicians of the palace over, but there was still no improvement. The imperial doctors had also said that Song Shizhao was not ill, he just had a sickness everyone would eventually get——old age.

Being born, growing old, sickness and death were hurdles that mortals could not escape.

Er Liang walked in from outside the door and reported Song Shizhao’s situation. Lin Yuan hurried to the prime minister’s residence.

Song Shizhao was a very peculiar person. He seemed to have no selfish desires and did not indulge in any pleasures and vices. Although he lived in the Prime Minister Manor, the Prime Minister Manor was the residence of an official of the Yuan Dynasty. He just simply refurbished it and moved in. There were no servants in the manor, only an old servant who was always by his side.

After so many years, Song Shizhao did not marry a wife either. In fact, there were no other women in the house except the cook and the maid in charge of procuring groceries. He lived like an ascetic monk. He heard from the old servant that even when Song Shizhao ate, it was just one dish of vegetables and one bowl of rice.

Occasionally he would even forgo white rice for yellow wheat buns.

When Lin Yuan arrived, Song Shizhao’s breath came noisily like windpipes as he lay on the bed. He was thin before, but now he was even thinner. But when Lin Yuan appeared, his eyes suddenly lit up with a brightness that contradicted his advanced age!

“Your Majesty…..Your Majesty…..” Song Shizhao stretched out his hand and said with difficulty, “Excuse this official, this official cannot…..salute you…..”

Lin Yuan walked to Song Shizhao’s side, sat down, and held Song Shizhao’s outstretched hand.

He found at this time that he could no longer keep Song Shizhao. God wanted to take Song Shizhao away, and there was nothing mortals could do.

Song Shizhao looked at Lin Yuan, he grinned, the teeth in his mouth had almost all fallen out, and only a pair of front teeth were left standing.

This emperor was assisted by him.

To this day, Song Shizhao felt that he was the luckiest person. When times were in upheaval, there were so many advisors and aides, but how many of them really managed to assist the person they followed onto the throne?

No one else did it, but Song Shizhao did it! With this alone, even if he died, he should die with a smile!

But he was reluctant. He watched the growth of this emperor with his own eyes. He watched the young boy who had lived secluded in a small farmstead, and then he watched that young boy’s ambition ignite, conquering cities and land step by step, and becoming the emperor he was today.

He was really reluctant. He felt that he could live for a few more decades and then die with his emperor.

But God would not give him that much time.

Song Shizhao’s fingers twitched, and when he spoke his words were a little lisped, but he still tried to articulate each word clearly: “Your Majesty, the Mongolians should continue to be appeased, now is not the right time. We can do business with the barbarians and foreigners, but they must not be allowed to get whatever technology we have.”

This time, Lin Yuan didn’t refer to himself using “Zhen.” He looked into Song Shizhao’s eyes and said seriously, “I know, Mister.”

Song Shizhao coughed desperately, Lin Yuan stretched out his hand to pat him on the back, and Song Shizhao said, “Your Majesty, after I die, Zheng Qingfeng will be a good fit. He is a pure official and has worked in the Court of Censors. He has no roots in the imperial court, which is for the best as prime minister.”

“Other…..other people, there is no need to consider them. They, they either have inadequate temperament, or they have the habit of trying to benefit from both sides.”

Lin Yuan: “I know.”

Song Shizhao smiled at Lin Yuan.

Oh, His Majesty. He looked at His Majesty whom he had watched grow, was he already this old?

But he felt that he was still young, and he still had a lot of things he wanted to do.

Song Shizhao’s eyes looked into the distance, he thought back to a long time ago, when he was still living on the mountain.

There was no time in the mountains. He and his brothers and cousins read and write every day. They couldn’t afford paper and ink, so they used their fingers to write on the soil, or carved words like in ancient times, carving until blood dripped from their hands and still did not stop.

The elders told them that only by learning a lot could they restore the orthodoxy and reestablish the Song Dynasty in the future.

At that time, like his brothers and cousins, he hoped to go down the mountain one day, find the remaining legacy of the imperial family, and make use of what he had learned, so that he could live up to a childhood of hard work.

If the current Song Shizhao were to say, there was no need to lift up a fallen dynasty again.

Only new, new dynasties, new people, and new emperors could truly allow people like him to show their worth.

But as time passed, the elders died one by one, and the hearts of his brothers and cousins became restless.

They were all young and energetic, why must they continue to live in such a deep mountain and old forest? The first cousin to make a move sneaked down the mountain at night. Even to this day Song Shizhao had not found him, and it was likely that he was dead.

With the first one, the rest left one after another.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was the only one left in the end, he still didn’t want to go down the mountain.

Because the state of affairs below the mountain was not chaotic enough.

Only when it was chaotic to the extreme, would his appearance have more weight.

Song Shizhao recalled the past with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Lin Yuan didn’t speak, just looked at him quietly.

Later, he had no money, no food, and was caught by a merchant in the wilderness. At first, he didn’t know where he was going to be brought to, and he didn’t know what he would do in the future. That was the first time Song Shizhao felt fear.

He was not afraid of death, he was afraid that his death would be worthless, dying without anyone knowing Song Shizhao, without anyone knowing that he had prepared for this chaotic world for nearly a lifetime!

If he died, he wouldn’t be able to go down in history, not even as a laughing stock.

Song Shizhao breathed a sigh of relief when he was brought into the farmstead. He was willing to be a forced laborer and do manual work. So long as he didn’t die, he still had hope.

He survived, he didn’t starve to death, he didn’t get beaten to death, he could eat his fill as long as he worked, and he didn’t have to work all day long, because he was old, and the people in the farmstead took good care of him.

It was also at that time that he noticed the owner of the farmstead.

In his eyes, the naive, weak and young Lin Yuan.

But at that time, Lin Yuan’s innocence held a trace of strange cruelty.

Song Shizhao looked at the various orders issued by Lin Yuan, and speculated by himself, and found that these orders could be described as “the obeyer lives, the violator dies”.

Ruthless like a mask of iron, with no room for even pleasantries.

Even the laws of the imperial court have never not considered favors and emotions.

Towards such a farmstead owner, Song Shizhao only felt his blood boil in excitement. He urgently needed to find a master for himself, assist him, achieve his potential, and realize his own self-worth at the same time. He saw Lin Yuan, discovered Lin Yuan, and that impulsive feeling was uncontrollable. So he made a risky move on the chessboard.

Then he was caught by Lin Yuan, and that was the first time he had spoken to this young farmstead owner.

There was scrutiny and suspicion on the face of the young boy.

His eyes were cold and emotionless, as if he was not looking at a person, but at an item, to see how much the item was worth, whether it was worth reaching out and taking it within his grasp.

Perhaps Lin Yuan himself didn’t know what kind of expression he had at that time.

But Song Shizhao remembered it clearly. After so many years, he had never forgotten it.

Then he followed at Lin Yuan’s side and became an advisor and strategist. At the beginning, Lin Yuan used him, but he did not trust him.

At that time, he was full of confidence, and felt that Lin Yuan would soon come to trust him, because he truly and sincerely served Lin Yuan as his master.

Song Shizhao felt that the relationship between monarch and minister was a lot like the relationship between husband and wife. The husband could be unfaithful, but the wife must be loyal and dependable.

Although he felt that this reasoning was really unreasonable, it was useful, because wives depended on their husbands to live, and ministers depended on emperors to live.

He must be more loyal and dependable than a wife who loved her husband deeply.

Only in this way could he climb higher and gain Lin Yuan’s trust.

Song Shizhao thought of the past and even felt disbelief. He actually helped Lin Yuan to become the emperor, and he himself became the prime minister. Even when he was young and frivolous, he never dared to imagine such a day.

If he hadn’t met Lin Yuan at that time, perhaps he would have died long ago, either death in body or in heart.

Talent was talent only when it could be used, if not, it was just bullsh*t.

He watched His Majesty change from a young boy to a tough young man, from innocent cruelty to mature ruthlessness. Every change in His Majesty made him happy.

“Your Majesty…..” Song Shizhao opened his mouth and said, “After I die, bury me in the capital, I…..I want to be here, to watch Your Majesty…..”

Lin Yuan said softly, “Yes, don’t worry.”

Song Shizhao said again: “Zheng Qingfeng, will be suitable, suitable as prime minister.”

Lin Yuan held his hand: “After you leave, I will remove the position of prime minister. You are my first and only prime minister.”

Song Shizhao opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He opened and closed his mouth many times before he said, “This official, thanks, thanks Your Majesty…..”

“This official’s life…..” Song Shizhao looked at Lin Yuan, “Has been worth it.”

Lin Yuan added: “I will build a university in your name, your family wealth will serve as a scholarship, and countless students will receive your grace. A hundred years later, someone will still remember you.”

Song Shizhao’s hands trembled violently, and he finally couldn’t help crying: “Your Majesty…..Your Majesty…..this old official doesn’t want to die…..”

“Your Majesty, this old official still wants, wants to follow you.”

Lin Yuan: “In the next life, you will be my prime minister as well.”

Song Shizhao’s look of laughter appeared more ugly than his crying expression: “Your Majesty, at that time, don’t, don’t dislike this old official for being too old.”

Lin Yuan smiled and said, “When you followed me in this life, you were not young either, you were as old as pickled vegetables.”

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Song Shizhao looked at Lin Yuan’s face, gazing deeply as if he wanted to engrave this face into his own soul, so that he would be able to remember it in the next life.

Lin Yuan said softly, “Mister, be at ease.”

Song Shizhao’s hand, which was held in Lin Yuan’s own hand, twitched and he said, “Your Majesty, this old official shall go ahead first…..”

TN: bawled my eyes out at this chapter. Seriously, if Song Shizhao was 20-30 years younger I would have shipped him with Lin Yuan (sry Chen Baisong >.<)

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