Chapter two hundred and thirteenth
In Niujiawa, the north wind is howling.
In the hut, the cold air was so hot that even if the stove was burning strongly, it was useless. Just as Zhou Huang and Huan Daoji and Ren Shang Yun said, they were all indifferent.
To put it bluntly, although the two are now in trouble, they were both from the top aristocratic families back then, and they had a thorough understanding of the natural gap between scholars and commoners. The deep-rooted concept made them unable to believe that this so-called "cold society" composed of commoners, landlords and wealthy businessmen, could compete with extremely powerful families.
"The saint said that only the wisdom of the superior and the foolish of the inferior are unchanging." Zhou Huang looked at Shang Yun and shook his head slowly and said, "The world of difference between the gentry and the common people cannot be changed."
"The saint said that only the wisdom of the superiors and the foolishness of the inferiors remained unchanged." Shang Yun shook his head flatly and said, "I don't think he was talking about the difference between scholars and commoners, but that in order to maintain the rule of the gentry, later generations misinterpreted his meaning!"
"What does that saint mean?" Huan Daoji asked with interest.
"The highest wisdom means the highest wisdom, the lowest foolishness means the most unbearable stupidity!" Shang Yun's eyes were extremely firm: "People are indeed very different, and they will never be the same. But this difference should come from whether the person is wise or stupid. It should not be determined only by his origin!"
"But that's the reality. As long as you are from a family, no matter how stupid you are, you will be superior. As long as you are from a poor commoner, no matter how much wisdom you are, you still cannot stand out." Zhou Huang said in a deep voice.
"Although this is the reality, the highest wisdom is always upward. No matter which class we are in, people like us must never admit this unfair reality! We must unswervingly change it, and we must never let those unbearable stupidity over our heads!" Shang Yun's fat face, his cheeks trembled excitedly, and looked quite funny. His words were passionate.
"What a wisdom that always improves," Zhou Huang sneered: "Boss Shang wants to change because he can't even improve."
"Master Zhou..." The man who came with the two of them was frowning when he heard this. It was a great joy to have the opportunity to recruit two great masters of the heavenly level. It was a huge joy. You can't let the two have a quarrel with Boss Shang as soon as they met.
"It's okay." Shang Yun smiled faintly and looked at Zhou Huang calmly and said, "Yes, I want to take a seemingly simpler path, but people don't give me this opportunity, so I can only go far." As he said, he said, "But none of these matters, the important thing is that I will not stop moving upward!"
"Boss Shang's ambition is very admirable." Zhou Huang was not so easy to convince, but he did not argue with Shang Yun this time. He smiled faintly and then changed the subject: "It doesn't matter whether we two understand. As long as Boss Shang can help save my tribe, I will be willing to work hard."
"Bailiuzhuang is in trouble because of my highness," Huan Daoji also said seriously: "Although my highness has died, the love of Bailiuzhuang must be returned. I will advance and retreat with the owner of Zhou."
The two of them have expressed their meaning very clearly. Although we do not agree with your point of view, as long as you help us save people, it is no problem to work hard for you.
What a character, Shang Yun? After understanding the intentions of the two, he no longer tried to convince them in vain. He smiled mockingly and threw his unhappiness behind his head. As if nothing had happened, he said to the two of them with a frown: "The one you asked me to save is not one or two, but thousands of people in Bailiu Village. This is not an easy task..."
"Otherwise, do we need to ask you for help?" Huan Daoji sneered. How could this marshal who once scared the Northern Dynasties could not see that the boss Shang started bargaining.
"Hanshe is indeed capable of doing it, but before that, you two have to submit a letter of vote first." Seeing this, Shang Yun simply said bluntly: "If you do this, you are your own people, so your affairs will be Hanshe's affairs, so you will naturally have no choice."
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhou Huang nodded. In order to save his tribe members, he was willing to do anything.
"There have been a sensation in the capital these days. Legend has it that the royal treasures are coming back to light," Shang Yun said in a deep voice: "According to reliable information, the Jishifu has caught the tomb robbers who discovered the treasure, and all the lords are staring at the Jishifu. As long as they make a move, the great masters of each lord will definitely be moved."
"Boss Shang also wants to make the idea of royal treasures?" Zhou Huang said with a sarcastic tone.
"No, the royal family and the various sects will definitely do their best. Even if there is a treasure, we will not get it." Shang Yun said lightly: "But we can destroy it and let them all bury it."
"That's indeed easier than getting a treasure." Huan Daoji nodded slowly. Hanshe did not plan treasures that could overestimate his ability, which made him feel that this organization is quite good.
"Eliminating several great masters of the heavenly level in one fell swoop will be an extremely heavy blow to the aristocratic families." Shang Yun's eyes were filled with cold light: "And it is foreseeable that once this happens, the various families will fall into a situation of mutual suspicion and serious internal friction. This will be great news for our Han Society."
"The truth is right, but how can it be done?" Huan Daoji thought for a moment, shook his head slowly and said, "It is far from enough to see just the two great masters."
"Although personal force is important, the one who determines success or failure is Shangzhi." Shang Yun smiled faintly, and Zhizhu said in his hand: "I already have a plan. As long as you act accordingly, you can succeed in one fell swoop!"
As he said that, he told the two of them about his plan. After listening carefully, Zhou Huang and Huan Daoji couldn't help but look at each other, and then nodded slowly...
Shang Yun's news was indeed very well-versed. He told Zhou Huang and the others that when the Jishifu had caught the tomb robber, Zuo Yanqing had just reported the matter to Emperor Chu Shi.
In the Changle Palace, the Emperor Chu was covered with a thick blanket on his legs, which seemed to be very afraid of the cold. His face was even more solemn. While stroking the cold Huang Yuruyi, he listened to Zuo Yanqing's report.
"Report to Your Majesty, the Jingshifu has captured the tomb robber. After the interrogation overnight, he confessed that this object came from a tomb of a prince in Mangshan." Zuo Yanqing said softly: "According to what he said, there were five people who entered together at that time. Before they could go deep inside, the other four people died under the authority. Only he escaped, and the only gain was this token."
"That's how..." The Emperor Chu felt relieved a little, and asked the old eunuch coldly: "Do you think the words of the tomb robber are credible?"
"Ears are weak, and eyes are true." Zuo Yanqing whispered: "You still need to go to Mangshan to check it out."
"Mingshan?" The Emperor of Chu nodded slowly and asked again: "Where is the location?"
Zuo Yanqing took out a map of the mountain and pointed out the location of the tomb robber to the original emperor.
"It's very close to the Emperor Gaozu's Mausoleum." After seeing it, the Emperor frowned slightly. However, he also believed that the treasure was hidden here... The imperial tomb has a huge underground palace, and 200,000 civilians have been buried underground for ten years, until the death of Emperor Gaozu was not completed. Emperor Gaozu indeed had the opportunity to build the underground palace to build the treasure house deep underground near the imperial tomb. This can completely explain why no one knows where the treasure house was built and when it was built.
Chapter completed!