Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 706 He Zang Jia

A tall building and a simple banquet.

There were no delicacies from land and sea, fine wines and beautiful ladies, nor were there guards and servants following closely behind.

There was only a square table, four side dishes and a bottle of old wine.

He Zangjia, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and Lin Jinjiang, covered in dust, sat opposite each other.

"When I received the message from General Xie saying that you were coming to Beizhili, I was quite surprised."

He Zangjia was easy-going and personally filled the wine cup in front of Lin Jinjiang.

Lin Jinjiang tapped the table with his fingers and said with a smile, "Master He, are you surprised that there would be someone as boring as me in such a chaotic situation?"

"No, I didn't expect there would be someone as pure as you, brother."

Lin Jinjiang smiled bitterly: "The word 'pure' is not a compliment nowadays."

“People who clearly know what they are pursuing and work tirelessly towards it are worthy of praise and admiration at all times.”

He Zangjia raised his wine cup and said, "Come, I'll toast you, brother."

"Thank you."

The glasses clinked and each one drank a full cup.

Lin Jinjiang put down his wine cup and exclaimed, "Master He, you are not an ordinary person. You have built such a large family business in the capital in such a short period of time and have made a great success. Your courage and boldness are truly admirable!"

This was not Lin Jinjiang flattering the other party, but he was genuinely shocked by the prosperous scene in the building.

The tall building below was a complete replica of the Golden Building in Chongqing Prefecture. It was huge, and the decoration inside was luxurious. It operated a wide variety of businesses. The guests were a mixed crowd, and people from all sides lived in peace here, which was amazing.

Sit quietly in the center of this building and watch the winds blow from all directions.

Being able to establish such a force in such a turbulent period made Lin Jinjiang, who met He Zangjia for the first time, feel extremely impressed.

"This is all thanks to Brother Jun. I'm just working for him and barely making a living."

He Zangjia complained modestly, "Brother, you don't know, those lone warriors are really troublesome. If we don't find them a place to take refuge, I'm afraid they would have been exposed on the streets. It doesn't matter if they die, but if it affects Jun's 'career', that would be serious, don't you think?"

The concept of the second-order "karma" is no longer a secret.

Even ordinary people who are not included in the sequence know the content of "position" very well.

Some even say that this war between order and disorder is essentially a battle for position.

Whoever wins will be the one who can hope for eternal life.

But Lin Jinjiang really didn't expect that even Li Jun would start to run a "position business". Could it be that he has been promoted to the second rank of Solitary Walker? !
Thinking of this, Lin Jinjiang hurriedly asked, "Did the captain order you to do this?"

"That's not the case. Brother Jun is a big shot now. How can he care about these little things?"

He Zangjia said with a smile: "Although he didn't say it, I have to take it into consideration for him."

Lin Jinjiang was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but laugh: "If I remember correctly, the owner should be Nong Xu, right? I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

"This is the misunderstanding of the agricultural order. Who says that farmers must be facing the loess, honest and dull, and uninformed?"

He Zangjia said solemnly: "In my opinion, there are four seasons in the sky and four corners on the earth. We work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets. Farmers use themselves as fields, till the land, sweat like rain, and experience all kinds of ups and downs in life. If we want to achieve success and win a good harvest, we can't just work hard, but also understand human nature and the principles of the world."

"In fact, small sequences like ours are no worse than Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Zongheng, and Yin-Yang. What we lack is just a little bit of opportunity. This storm could be a natural disaster that destroys the fields and crops, or it could be a long-awaited rain for all things."

He Zangjia raised his hand and pointed at the documents on the table, and said meaningfully: "Brother, you have traveled to so many places, you should have a deep understanding of this."

"What the owner said is true. Compared to this time last year, the three religions and nine classes are indeed much more prosperous. Even a bunch of people like me who have no ability to protect themselves have appeared."

Lin Jinjiang couldn't help but sigh: "But I don't know whether this situation is a good thing or a bad thing."

Seeing that he was becoming a little depressed, He Zangjia quickly refilled the wine cup.

"It's been a long time since I told my true feelings to my own people, and I accidentally said something out of turn. Brother, please don't take it too seriously."

"You're too kind."

Lin Jinjiang calmed down and asked, "Aren't you a close friend of Captain Wang Xie? Why didn't he come to the capital with you?"

"Wang Xie?"

He Zangjia was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he laughed and said, "In the old days, the swallows in front of the halls of the rich and powerful now fly into the homes of ordinary people. That boy has really become a swift that flies into the homes of ordinary people now."

"What does it mean?"

"He joined the Red Society."

Red Society?

Seeing Lin Jinjiang's puzzled look, He Zangjia explained, "Brother, you have been traveling all the way, so it is normal that you have not heard some news. This Chi Society is actually a force composed of people who also follow Zhang Shanzhang's disorderly philosophy. It can be regarded as a new 'position' for him."

Compared with Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian, He Zangjia, who is rooted in the capital, is obviously much more well-informed.

Lin Jinjiang was shocked when he heard this, and he raised his glass to toast and respectfully asked for advice.

"Lord He Dong, has the current situation changed again?"

“It’s still pretty much the same overall, but there are some interesting developments.”

He Zangjia said slowly: "First, it was the group of Huangliang ghosts under the East Emperor Palace who spread the word that the Lord of Huangliang was waking up from his deep sleep and would bless all the people. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was to promote a new technical method. It is said that as long as you are within the territory of the empire, you no longer need a spiritual orifice as a medium. You only need to concentrate on calling the honorable name of Huangliang Will to connect to the Huangliang Dream."

"This thing is new, but it's not really new. It's just that in the past, to achieve this step, one must have a strong enough rank to support it. Now it seems that this threshold has been removed, and the distance between the real world and the dream world has been shortened by a large step."

Lin Jinjiang's eyes widened. This was no small matter.

If the East Emperor Palace can really achieve this, doesn't it mean that ordinary people can enter dreams anytime and anywhere, and the Yellow Millet Ghost can also take over other people's bodies anytime and anywhere?

In this case, what is the difference between humans and ghosts?
"Don't worry too much. This technique sounds horrifying, but I've asked people to try it out. All those who connect to Huangliang in this way enter a permanent dream. The structure is still very crude, and the probability of people falling into it is not high. There is almost no possibility of being possessed."

He Zangjia said in a relaxed tone: "The only interesting thing is that the honorific name of Huangliang Will is actually called 'Dayan Xingmeng, Tianzun Sijiu'. I don't know if it has anything to do with the master we know."

"It must be just a coincidence."

Lin Jinjiang smiled and agreed casually, but he felt extremely heavy inside.

If one day, the East Palace constructs this eternal dreamland to be exactly the same as reality, what will happen then?
He believed that with He Zangjia's vision and strategy, he must have thought of this, but the other party deliberately ignored it.

Lin Jinjiang also understood what he meant. Even if they were worried, what could they do? They had no ability to change anything.

"Secondly, it's the Honghu side." He Zangjia continued, "The coastal areas where the Honghu Rebellion first broke out have now been completely controlled by the pacification troops sent by the court. The whole process was effortless, not to mention a bit of bloodshed."

He Zangjia curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Of course, everyone knows the tricks here. But I really didn't expect the Zhu family to be so greedy. They didn't even bother to move the people away. They directly turned those thugs whose hands were stained with the blood of the people into officials in the government office. They threw knives and picked up pens, and maintained order with five or six people. It's really ridiculous."

Lin Jinjiang asked: "What about Jinling?"

"There's nothing we can do. I heard that the Red Society has assassinated many people, but it still hasn't had much effect."

He Zangjia sighed: "Now the Honghu in the entire Ming Empire are probably pouring into the territory of Nanzhili. The situation is not optimistic. There are also rumors that Zhang Fengyue is about to die, and the Zhu family will soon attack Nanjing and revive the Ming Empire."

Although he was unwilling to admit it emotionally, his reason told Lin Jinjiang that Zhang Fengyue was now in a disadvantageous position, even in a desperate situation.

The melancholy man remained silent, raising his cup again and again, the wine flowed into his sorrowful heart, but it could not dispel the depression.

He Zangjia did not say anything to comfort them, but just drank with them.

Soon, the bottle of liquor was empty.

Without trying to suppress the alcohol, Lin Jinjiang's face flushed and his eyes were unfocused, until the corner of his eye swept across the recording screen, and he suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip.

"Brother Zangjia."

Lin Jinjiang licked his lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think of Zhang Fengyue's absolute order thought? Do you agree or disagree?"

"You should have asked Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian the same question. I don't know how they answered, but instead of asking me whether I agree with his philosophy, you should ask me how I view him as a person."

Unlike the people Lin Jinjiang had talked to before, He Zangjia's eyes were fixed on the direction of the documents, as if he attached great importance to this conversation.

"I have never worn official clothes, nor have I eaten the emperor's food. Although I am not as displaced and hungry as you say, I have been in contact with the people who live at the bottom of the society in this empire the most, so I should be able to understand them."

"In their eyes, Zhang Fengyue is a great man, but definitely not a hero who can save them from the disaster. In fact, most of them hate this former prime minister of the empire, believing that he was the one who caused this disaster."

He Zangjia paused and lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was examining his own heart.

"In my opinion, he may not be a hero, but he is definitely a rare hero in the world!"

He Zangjia took a sip, exhaled and began to speak: "From a teacher in the Qingfu Dynasty, to the head of an academy in the Xingwen Dynasty, from the position of Prime Minister in the Longwu period, to being a traitor in the Jiaqi period. He implemented the New Deal, starting from the criminal areas, destroying the Buddhist order in the aboriginal areas, wiping out the Taoist sects in Jiangxi, cutting off one arm by cutting off the rotten flesh of the aristocratic families, destroying the rule of the three religions and cutting off the world. Now he has regained his position as the head of the academy, wearing a blood-stained robe, forming a red society, and changing the world from the bottom up."

He Zangjia's voice kept rising, each one louder than the last.

"If he really does this for the people of the world, then he is a well-deserved hero, and I, He Zangjia, am a narrow-minded and despicable villain!"

"But if this is just a grand ceremony, and the ultimate goal is to help one person become a god, then I would also admire you!"

He Zangjia picked up an unopened bottle of new wine, stood up and walked to the side of the building.

At this time, the sunset in the distance had not yet completely set, and a large amount of afterglow was splashed on his body, with red clouds reflecting his face, and he was full of heroic spirit.

He Zangjia poured all the wine in the bottle into the evening breeze, as if giving it to Zhang Fengyue who was far away in Jinling.

"But I don't envy him at all, and I don't want to be like him."

Lin Jinjiang stood beside He Zangjia, and the rustling evening breeze made the corners of their clothes flutter.

"why?"

He Zangjia did not answer, but pointed to the city below and asked, "What do you see?"

Lin Jinjiang looked down and saw that the neon lights in the city were gradually brightening and the streets were crowded with people.

It is clearly a chaotic time, but the bustling atmosphere of the city is overwhelming.

"Prosperity?"

He Zangjia did not comment and continued, "Look further away."

Lin Jinjiang looked into the distance, into the darkness beyond the neon lights.

In a trance, he seemed to see gangs fighting for territory gathering their men, lurking Honghu spreading rumors, and the righteous men of the Red Society walking on the edge of a knife.
Greedy officials are scrambling for the little money they have, and cunning demons are tempting people who have suffered so much.
One after another, the filthy, dishevelled figures stubbornly climbed out of the sewage again, trying desperately to squeeze into the neon light.

hum!
A huge noise suddenly came from overhead, and a patrol airship of the pacification army flew over the two men's heads.

"Now. What did you see?"

"Survive."

Lin Jinjiang finally understood.

"Yes, it's survival."

He Zangjia took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to be Zhang Fengyue, because I can't choose between God and man. I want to be immortal like the gods, but I am extremely greedy for the fireworks of this world."

"People like me can never be heroes, nor can they become tyrants. I can only be a small person forever, trying my best to survive in the changing times."

Lin Jinjiang was silent for a long time. Along the way, he saw Fan Wujiu's unremitting pursuit of righteousness and Xie Bian's silent love.

Now here, he couldn't say what he saw in He Zangjia.

It may be the helplessness of going with the flow, or it may be the indomitable tenacity.
Lin Jinjiang asked softly: "Then who do you think Li Jun is? Is he also a tyrant?"

"He?"

He Zangjia grinned and suddenly pointed to a ray of light in the distant sky.

"Hope?" Lin Jinjiang murmured to himself.

"No, he is a roar from millions of people like us who are made of flesh and blood and suppressed and unable to speak, against the darkness of this world! Damn your machinations and schemes, damn your ambitions and desires! If God does not provide a way, someone will naturally draw a sword to clear the way!"

"So if you are able to compile their stories into dreams one day, please remember to tell me."

He Zangjia said loudly: "Let me, a cowardly person who is afraid of death, be a lone walker who breaks through the darkness for once!"

"it is good!"

"Then it's settled."

He Zangjia was all smiles, raising his hand to hold up the empty wine bottle and laughing into the wind.

"Farmers enjoy themselves in their own homes, unlike the market and the city, which are full of competition and evil. The world is like a field, where good seeds are cultivated and bad ones are removed."

"When the spring breeze blows next year, we will see the green mountains and drink wine together again!"

(End of this chapter)