Zhutian: From Douluo, the illusion becomes real

Chapter 687. 686. The Fourth Young Master, Han Yu!
In fact, Bai Yifei's act of drinking blood is not unforgivable.

It's just that what he did was wrong.

Ye Qingcang is a time traveler.

Possessing basic modern cognitive abilities.

Therefore, in his view, Bai Yifei's need for blood was easy to solve. Without considering other factors, Bai Yifei could simply buy blood. In fact, this approach was more popular than modern voluntary blood donation. As long as the amount of blood donated was controlled, there would be no problem. Moreover, if other factors were considered, Bai Yifei could even do without paying, since he was a marquis with a fief and could have the families in his territory donate blood voluntarily. Theoretically, there are 365 days in a year, and every four years there is an exception of 366 days. If we calculate based on 365 days, and each person donates 200 milliliters of blood per day, then if five people donate 1,000 milliliters of blood for Bai Yifei to drink, then 1,825 people would be enough for a year, and there would be no need to worry about harming his body.

If you lift it up a little higher.

Remove the elderly and children.

Five thousand people came in turn.

It's white enough, but not enough to drink until you're stuffed.

It simply means choosing the best among the best.

Once you've tasted even better food, you won't crave wild vegetables anymore.

The blood of young girls and babies does indeed taste better.

One is that the primordial yin is still present.

One is that it was not lost at birth.

But there are still young girls in Bloodstained Fortress.

If Bai Yifei were interested, he could recruit these girls into Bloodcloth Fortress as maids and use them in rotation, treating them as a blood bank and drawing blood as needed.

At worst, you can just buy it with money.

In this world, many things are very expensive.

But blood is definitely not in this sequence.

A dish for high-ranking officials and nobles.

Or it could be a collection of words and paintings for self-appreciation.

That would be enough for a family of three to live a peaceful and quiet life until they die without doing anything. For details, please refer to the auction listings at Qianlongtang.

Yan Chunjun is also good.

So be it, Prince Dan.

There were also Jing Ke and others.

The items they brought out were all of considerable value.

In addition, Bai Yifei was originally a military general.

They are away on campaign.

You can choose whichever slaves you capture first.

It could be said that Bai Yifei wasn't without options, but rather that he wasn't choosing the right path.

If he passes away peacefully.

Even with this condition that requires drinking blood.

Ye Qingcang would not refuse.

They will not set any conditions.

Power is something that, when used properly, is right.

Conversely, if used for evil purposes, then it becomes evil.

The same applies to this matter.

But the truth is, Bai Yifei himself drove himself to the brink of disaster.

You can't blame anyone else.

"Do not harm human life."

"He doesn't sound like a cold person."

As night fell once again, Bai Yifei waited for Lady Mingzhu outside the palace. He took the syringe and blood bag from Lady Mingzhu's hand, weighed them in his hand, and briefly studied how to use them and what precautions to take. After drawing twenty milliliters of blood from his own arm, Bai Yifei nodded thoughtfully and gave a light evaluation based on Lady Mingzhu's description.

Bai Yifei's assessment is very apt.

There is no bias.

But to Madam Mingzhu, something didn't seem quite right.

With suspicion tinged with worry: "Cousin, do you mean this is a delaying tactic?"

"A delaying tactic?"

Bai Yifei was stunned for a moment.

Only then did I catch up with Madam Mingzhu's thought process.

Dumbfounding.

But to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, he still offered an explanation.

"Don't worry, this is not a delaying tactic."

"Judging from strength."

"He didn't need to use this tactic on me."

"Putting aside the fact that he is a Grandmaster himself, according to what you said before, the Sword Master Jingni, one of the Eight Swords of Yue, has also arrived. This is equivalent to having two Grandmasters in charge. Even if my mother comes out of seclusion, it will be difficult to guarantee my life. Not to mention that Tianze and the others have probably fallen into his hands. He must hate me to the core and wish I were dead. Even without his orders, as long as they can annoy me, Tianze and the others will try. Even if none of the above is true, once the other Sword Masters of Luo Wang arrive, and those assassins at the levels of Killing, Earth, Absolute, and Demons and Monsters come, it's only a matter of time before my head is on his table."

"When you don't have the strength."

"It is indeed possible that a false snake was entrusted to him."

"But if you have the strength, there's absolutely no need to waste your time on this."

"This is no different from gilding the lily."

"What I can think of, he can think of too."

Therefore, he will not do that.

"Furthermore, they would not use such conditions to appease me temporarily, and then, when the other experts from Luo Wang arrive, with absolute certainty, completely annihilate me and wipe out Nightfall in one fell swoop, striving to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"The internal structure of quicksand is very complex."

"It has some similarities to the night sky."

"Members tend to cooperate more."

"Each person has their own faction under their command."

"To be honest, I'm quite envious of the atmosphere that Quicksand currently has. It gives people a relaxed feeling, without the need for constant scheming."

"It seems that everything can be discussed."

Even if it's just an idea.

Bai Yifei paused for a moment at this point.

The topic has strayed a bit too far.

Therefore, after realizing this.

He quickly steered the conversation back to the main topic.

He said in a deep voice, "As for what I just said, saying that he is not a cold-blooded person is not a derogatory term, but a compliment. My mother once taught me that there are three kinds of methods to manage people in this world: tactics, power, and principles. Among them, tactics refer to the means, which are commonly used and common. For example, if you want someone to do something for you, you must give that person enough benefits. Perhaps these benefits are not much in your eyes, but in the eyes of the other party, they must be sufficient. This includes the indulgence after conquering cities and territories in the military. Only by bringing them enough benefits will they listen to your orders and follow you in battle. Then there is power. Power can be summarized as a kind of artificially constructed bottom line, like the White Armor soldiers. Even if I do not allow them to burn, kill, and loot, they will not be dissatisfied with me. And with them around, even if a few White Armor soldiers who join later want to burn, kill, and loot, they will obey the crowd after seeing that others do not do so..."

Lady Mingzhu learned the methods used in the palace.

I am not aware of this.

But the principle is universal.

After careful consideration, I immediately understood.

Like the eunuchs and maids in the palace.

How did she use these people?

Of course, this is achieved through rewards and punishments.

If you do a good job, you will be rewarded, including but not limited to gold, silver, and official positions in the palace.

Don't underestimate the power of official positions.

Although the official positions in the harem are different from those in the imperial court.

But everyone wants to be superior to others.

Moreover, everyone wants to do less work.

Those eunuchs and palace maids were loyal to her because of these things.

If others can offer better treatment.

Then, others can naturally win people's hearts.

Besides that, there's momentum.

That is, the few nannies she truly trusted and the old eunuch she brought with her.

These are her real core team.

Her approach to these people was also completely different.

These people will no longer be rewarded with gold and silver.

It was simply a matter of promotion in official rank.

In addition, they are very kind to the families of these people.

Blood Robe Fortress does indeed belong to Bai Yifei, and it does indeed belong to her aunt. However, she has been living in Blood Robe Fortress since childhood. She is nominally called Miss Cousin, but in reality, she is almost the same as the legitimate daughter. The relatives of these nannies and old eunuchs are all in Blood Robe Fortress, including themselves. Using money would be an insult to them.

What these people need most is recognition.

It came from her affirmation.

And when these people come together.

He followed her lead without question.

And so the momentum was established. It's like a big tree; she is the trunk, these loyal followers are the branches, and the little eunuchs and palace maids are the outermost leaves, not even buds, they all disappear with a gust of wind.

So, what about the final path?

Although Bai Yifei hadn't gotten to this point yet.

But Madam Mingzhu had already roughly guessed the truth.

The Tao refers to ideas and concepts.

It inspires genuine trust in people.

They believe this is correct.

Therefore, they choose to follow.

"You're right."

"It's just not comprehensive."

"Although it's not important."

"You just need to get a general idea of ​​the concept."

After hearing Madam Mingzhu's abstract metaphor, Bai Yifei nodded. He didn't argue with Madam Mingzhu about the details. Having learned from his mistakes since childhood, he knew very well that you should never get stuck on a woman's pointless arguments. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, you can be easily defeated by a woman's unreasonableness, unless you have nothing better to do and want to have some fun.

Therefore, Bai Yifei casually brought up the topic.

They then brought the topic back on track after it had gone a bit off track.

He said in a deep voice, "Sometimes, kindness is more effective than ruthlessness. Ruthlessness can only make someone fear you, but kindness can make someone admire you from the bottom of their heart. This admiration will turn into a loyal devotion over time and through continuous cultivation. In the end, kindness is a gamble on conscience, a gamble that you are not an ungrateful person, while ruthlessness is a gamble on life, a gamble that you dare not betray him because of it."

"So, kindness is better than cruelty?"

Madam Mingzhu concluded thoughtfully.

But Bai Yifei shook his head.

This is not self-denial.

Instead, it should be adapted to local conditions.

"Kindness has its own merits."

"There are ways to be cold-hearted."

"Fearing power but not appreciating virtue—this saying speaks to the necessity of ruthlessness."

"Benevolence is for internal use."

"We must use ruthlessness to intimidate everyone."

"Just like how he manipulated you before."

"Did he do anything benevolent back then?"

"Your opinion has been respected?"

Bai Yifei lifted his eyelids and said dismissively.

Everyone has two faces.

Or rather, at least two faces.

This is nothing to be ashamed of.

In fact, he also has two masks. The first is the one he presents to the outside world—elegant yet cruel, which is the one he showed to Ji Wuye and the others. The second is obedient and gentle. He used to be a sunny and cheerful young man, a cousin who loved to laugh. Unfortunately, times have changed, and now he only shows this peaceful demeanor on very rare occasions in front of certain people. For example, right now, he is patiently explaining to his cousin, Madam Mingzhu, or he was in a state of shock and anger when he asked to see his mother, only to breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that his mother was alright.

Everyone has a weakness.

They will all be treated differently.

Even within the military, his image in front of the White Armor soldiers remained positive and proactive. He would frequently inspect the barracks. Even if he couldn't truly love his soldiers like his own children, he could still show them concern and care. This greatly won over the hearts of the White Armor soldiers, making them know only him, even though such actions were indeed taboo.

Of course, besides him.

These white-armored soldiers would also listen to his mother.

The White-Armored Soldiers' roots were planted by his mother.

Many of the current White Armor soldiers are the children of retired veterans; it is no exaggeration to say that they represent three generations of loyalty.

Just like him.

If one day in the future I have a son.

Decades later.

This business was passed down to his son.

Even if a new emperor brings a new court.

But if he hadn't died, he could have stepped forward and temporarily taken over the White Armor Army; that's the special nature of a private retinue being inheritable.

However, in the case of external affairs.

Especially for the Baiyue people.

He has slaughtered countless villages.

I don't know how many people they killed.

He has two faces.

Ye Qingcang was the same.

As for whether Ye Qingcang has a third face.

He didn't know either.

Anyway, he has it himself.

That is, when facing Yan Lingji, he instinctively felt possessiveness.

It's still unclear whether it's a physical problem or a temperamental one, but there's definitely a problem, and it shouldn't be hastily or simplistically summarized.

But, having said that.

He had no choice but to accept Ye Qingcang's kindness.

Not eating means death.

He was just waiting for the eight grandmasters to come knocking on his door someday.

The polite way to say it is "I'd like to invite you for tea."

Let's chat.

The impolite thing might be that the conversation went wrong and someone got angry and started a fight.

He wasn't even confident in a one-on-one fight.

Unless Mother leaves the pass.

One against eight.

Stop talking about him.

Even if my mother comes out of seclusion, it won't make a difference.

The kind that will die if you try it.

Therefore, since Ye Qingcang had offered him a way out, he naturally took the opportunity to accept it.

In addition, Ye Qingcang's request was not excessive.

It did not say that he was prohibited from drinking blood.

But it didn't cut off his path to survival.

There was no attempt to make him take the blame.

Or perhaps they intend to discard them after they've served their purpose.

To put it bluntly, any vase you take from his house and sell it would be enough to support his blood-drinking needs for about a year.

Blood is different from flesh.

Meat is sold at the same price in the market.

Buying blood, however, has a different price.

Pork only costs a few dozen coins per pound.

That's equivalent to tens of dollars in modern currency.

It was definitely expensive, unlike the modern era where meat costs only a dozen yuan per kilogram and is affordable for every household, and tastes great. After all, the pigs at that time were not castrated, and they had a strong, fishy smell. But for ordinary people, being able to eat meat was already a blessing. Eating mutton or beef was a luxury reserved for the wealthy and powerful. Ordinary families rarely had the chance to eat meat, and even when they did, they often ate it only when it was fatty.

It lacks oil and water.

no way.

Therefore, he only needs to set the price a little higher.

Everything else is fine.

In addition, he can also adopt some orphans.

Use it as his reserve blood bank.

"However, since he is so kind, I cannot remain indifferent!"

"If that were the case, wouldn't it make me seem like I'm terrible at handling things?"

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes.

Looking at the residence of the Fourth Young Master Han Yu in the distance.

It seems like a smile but not a smile.

He's not the kind of person who lacks manners.

Since you've chosen to seek refuge with them...

A pledge of allegiance is, of course, necessary.

(End of this chapter)