Chapter 79 Unification

The Chinese nation was unified, and the Han people cheered.

Some were happy, and some were disappointed.

In the prison, Sun Taixuan was dying. He was wearing steel shackles, motionless, with his head down, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He had been reviewing the past few days. He did things perfectly. He secretly developed his power, used the power of the Jin Court to plant insects, and cultivated many three corpses.

Because of the official power, his power was dozens of times greater than before, and there were as many as thirty three corpses.

The external forces of Taiyi Dao were expanding wildly, and the size of the religious army surpassed all previous generations.

As long as he had a thought, it would at least be a Yellow Turban Rebellion, or the scale of Sun En Zushi.

In terms of the three aspects of time, place, and people, he achieved the most perfect degree.

"What a pity, a god appeared..." Sun Taixuan smiled bitterly. This was not a metaphor, but there really was a god.

Don't blame yourself, blame God for being unfair.

"Could this guy have double pupils? Impossible!"

If one of the three rare treasures is missing, the other rare treasures are not that important, so this kid should not have double pupils, but may have other luck.

"I have a plan, but I failed this time. If it happens again, I will definitely find a way to deal with it. Unfortunately, I can't do it again."

At this time, there was a rustling sound.

The visitor was a young man. The moment he came in, it seemed that the whole dark room was brightened.

This person had clear eyes and a spotless body.

Seeing this person, Sun Taixuan's fighting spirit, which had just risen, collapsed immediately.

"What are you doing here?" Sun Taixuan snorted coldly.

"To silence you, I will give you one chance before silencing you. If there is an important secret, this secret may save your life."

Hearing this, Sun Taixuan's expression froze, and his mind was turning rapidly.

He really didn't have any secrets. The Taiyi Dao had been passed down for thousands of years, and it had also experienced several twists and turns during this period.

The previous secrets were passed down orally without writing. After several accidents, many inheritances were lost, and then writing was left. What Xu Xuan saw now was actually all the secrets.

Sun Taixuan made up a secret in an instant, just in time to dig a hole for this person.

At this moment, a flash of light appeared in the dark room.

Xu Xuan raised his hand and shot out a golden light.

The golden light flew, and Sun Taixuan's head was pierced.

"Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Taixuan died, and along with the execution of the high-level Taiyi Dao in other prisons, this great force that had existed for a thousand years perished here today.

Xu Xuan turned around and left. Seeing the expression of this guy, he knew that there was nothing to ask.

...

Three days later, the navy arrived in the capital.

The palace, where the Northern Barbarian Emperor held a birthday banquet.

There were many people standing in the lobby.

Various forces gathered, including people in Han clothing and men who had just cut off their braids. Most of them were loyal warriors or spies who had been lurking for many years.

"Master Li! I have admired you for a long time. Today, I see that you are indeed very handsome."

Someone greeted Li Changsheng. It turned out that he was a sage who lived in seclusion in the north. The restoration of the Han people also alarmed him, who had lived in seclusion for many years.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Master Xie, when will your hospital open in the north? As long as the hospital disciples come, we will cover all the other material expenses." Several Northwest merchants said.

These merchants are the few who can survive. Most of them do business with the south and have a bottom line. The rest of the Shanxi merchants who have no bottom line have basically been liquidated.

"Wait for a while." Xie Miao said lightly.

The hospital must be opened, and only donations are accepted, not any shares. It is a public welfare nature, and it is enough to cover the expenses.

People met each other in twos and threes, and socialized with each other, which was more positive than the dull and corrupt court before.

The crowd was bustling and lively, without any bloody killing scenes in the past, as if the barbarians from the north had never come in.

The main hall was still majestic.

The view went up the steps, and the dragon throne was hanging alone, quietly looking at everyone. On this dragon throne, there had been saintly kings who ruled the world, and tyrants who killed millions of people, affecting hundreds of millions of people.

Most of the people looked at the empty dragon throne with awe in their eyes. This was a symbol of imperial power and a supreme artifact.

The person sitting on the chair had the power of life and death, and countless people lost their entire family's lives for this chair.

At this time, the lively hall became quiet at the same time.

Everyone's eyes gathered beside the dragon throne. It turned out that a person came out of the back hall, walked to the side of the dragon throne, and looked down at everyone.

"Meet the Heavenly Master/Cult Master/Goddess!!"

Everyone saluted, some kowtowed, some bowed.

The Baidi Cult does not have so many secular rituals, usually bowing or bowing is enough, Xu Xuan does not need to use this method to determine his status, and before summoning everyone, there were also special people who said it.

But some people still performed the kneeling ceremony, no one forced them, but they were shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

The whole city was shocked when the capital descended to the earth that day, and it is still vividly remembered.

Some people took a sneak peek and couldn't help but be surprised. This immortal was indeed not a mortal.

Just standing there, he had a kind of extraordinary momentum, which was incompatible with the turbid world. The chair next to him, which symbolized the imperial power, was nothing in front of him, and was directly inferior to him.

Be it imperial power or aristocratic family.

In front of the great power of longevity, it is ultimately a passing cloud.

There were also old ministers of the previous dynasty who burst into tears. The Han Dynasty has its own divine protection, and the barbarians will definitely not have a hundred years of luck.

The whole lobby was filled with a solemn feeling, and everyone's mind moved with Xu Xuan's footsteps.

There was no need for any official title or wish. Xu Xuan just stood there, which was enough to calm everyone's hearts. This was the purpose of Xu Xuan's meeting with everyone.

"Sorry for the long wait." Xu Xuan gestured to everyone to stand up. "State affairs are busy, and I hope you can help me."

"No, no! It's my duty!"

Everyone said politely.

How could they dare to say anything? It was their honor to be the dog of the Heavenly Master.

After talking to everyone, Xu Xuan turned around and left. Just as he had agreed with Li Jianxing, they only needed to meet once.

Xu Xuan was not pure and unselfish. In fact, he deliberately maintained his own personality and did not show up or take action easily, let alone be polite to ordinary people.

Sometimes, after more contact, others understand their own character and naturally lose their awe; last time, he couldn't help but make a scene at the birthday banquet, and he had to personally slap the barbarian in the face and establish his own majesty.

Obviously, the strategy was successful.

After returning to the Taoist temple, half an hour later, Li Jianxing came to report: "The family of Duke Yansheng wants to see you."

"No need to see you, just throw them into the prison and let Xu Yong decide their fate. The same goes for other senior officials. Don't kill them yet."

Xu Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to this group of people. He didn't know what twisted logic they had, but he only had to determine one thing, that is, they were guilty, the sins of their ancestors, their own sins, and the sins of thousands of people.

"Yes!"

"Jianxing, I have found a pattern. Do you want to hear it?"

"Oh? Please tell me, Master."

"Confucian scholars claim to have read the Four Books and Five Classics and know everything in the world. They often discriminate against things that they can't understand and can't operate."

Li Jianxing thought about it and it was true.

The work of blacksmiths, carpenters, doctors, military generals or other craftsmen is something they can't do by reading the Four Books and Five Classics, but in order to show that they know a lot and just don't want to learn, they can only belittle these industries and say that they are low-level crafts.

This is the so-called "everything is inferior except for reading."

Any industry, once entered by Confucian scholars, will eventually become an industry that only talks a lot and does not value practice.

For example, medicine. In the current medical field, except for the new doctors of the White Lotus Sect, most of the others are quacks, and they don't even understand the structure of the human body.

This is not the fault of the ancients. The ancients used to have surgical operations, such as the golden needle removal technique, which is a needle method for treating eye diseases; it can be seen that the ancients had good skills.

In the Song Dynasty, I don't know who said "If you can't be a good prime minister, you can be a good doctor", and a large number of unemployed Confucian scholars entered this industry. They read a few medical books and started to treat diseases, and they didn't know how to practice, which led to the loss of these skills that require practice.

When the ancients encountered difficult and complicated diseases, they would explore and experiment and summarize; but they could only make far-fetched claims about their ancestors, and use their ancestors to suppress others, so that people dared not question.

There are also those who shout all day long that they want to establish their own minds and lives, and just want to rule over others from a high position... There are so many things, the harm of cynicism is too numerous to list.

"They really deserve to be killed, haha. When your majesty comes, I will definitely write a letter. Except for the new Confucianists of Changguo, if the rest don't change, they will all be killed. The blood will flow like a river, and there will be peace and happiness."

Soon, the news of the unification of the country spread to the south.

Tiangongyuan, the forest in the back mountain.

Zhu Youjian squatted on the ground and carefully checked the saplings on the ground.

This is the American rubber seedling brought by Ai Xiru, which is of great help to the steam engine proposed by Tianshi. This project is not studied by Zhu Youjian, but he came here to see what this thing that is said to change the world is.

This thing can only survive in hot places. They are testing the possibility of planting it here, otherwise it can only be planted in Qiongzhou.

"Good news, good news!" At this time, a colleague hurried over.

"What's the matter? So anxious?"

"The court army has reached the capital. Except for the border and the desert, the territory of the Ming Dynasty has basically been restored. The country is unified!!" The colleague said excitedly.

Zhu Youjian was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief. He felt sorry for the ancestors of the Zhu family, but he retired bravely, which was considered a contribution to the Han Dynasty.

"When everything is clear, we should celebrate."

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(There is another chapter in the afternoon, and it is still 8,000 today.)