Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 123 The Battle between Heaven and Man
Si Gu Jian had every reason to deal with Emperor Qing. He wanted to protect the emerging and open Dongyi City and prevent it from falling under the control of a dictatorship.

In comparison, Lin Ruo's reasons were quite unreasonable. He was a citizen of Qing and an official of Qing. Even if he acted for the greater good, his reasons still seemed very high-sounding.

You know, even though Lin Ruo has a great reputation among the people of Qing, and has always been regarded as a great hero who punishes evil and eliminates traitors, he still cannot compare to the unattainable status of His Majesty the Emperor among the people.

It is limited by the times and also due to the current situation.

The Kingdom of Qing, which was once regarded as a southern barbarian by the Northern Qi, changed dramatically in a few decades and became the master of the world. The achievements of Emperor Qing are indelible.

Emperor Qing fought wars in the south and the north, expanded the borders, stabilized internal affairs, and governed the country diligently. Everything he did touched the hearts of the people of Qing. He was indeed the only god in the hearts of the people of Qing.

Such an Emperor Qing is neither stupid nor incompetent, but he has a strong desire for control and is selfish and cruel.

Therefore, there are still many corrupt officials rampant in the prosperous Qing Kingdom, and the struggle within the royal family is still intensifying. All this is because Emperor Qing needs to keep everyone in his hands, and he needs struggle to stabilize a certain political balance.

This balance may not exist, but Emperor Qing can at least satisfy his desire for power.

This is Emperor Qing, who worries about the country, the people and himself even more.

When necessary, he can sacrifice everything. For example, in the battle of Dadong Mountain, all the grand masters gathered and the eldest princess rebelled. After decades of planning, many people had actually been dragged into the quagmire of death by him.

Emperor Qing knows how many people will die and how many wars will be fought if Kyoto rebels, but he doesn't care.

What he cares about will never be using gentle means to change the world and reducing the number of deaths, but using endless blood and flesh to forge his own ruling authority.

Such an Emperor Qing is a good emperor in the eyes of the people of Qing. Although he always deliberately creates conflicts and bloodshed, the people are unaware of it, and Qing is still developing, and nothing seems to have changed.

But inexplicably, some major events happened, and their emperor eliminated many dissidents who were causing harm to the country and the people.

Therefore, when Lord Xiao Fan, who was deeply loved by the people of Qing in the last years of his reign, killed the king, he became the target of public criticism overnight and a point of eternal abuse in the hearts of the people of Qing, which could not be changed.

And people don’t know that the rise of Qing State was fueled by a woman... Her name is Ye Qingmei, and she is the real source of the rise of Qing State.

Si Gu Jian frowned and said coldly, "I'm not sure if you will stand firmly on one side in the future."

"But it seems there is no other choice." Si Gu Jian said to himself again.

"Junior can give Lord Sword Saint a reason." Lin Ruo said, looking behind the door.

"What reason?"

"It's simple. I don't like seeing human life."

Si Gu Jian had a complicated expression, and he sighed, "Forgive me for not being able to believe it. It is also hard for me to admit that there are people in the world who understand justice and care about the people, so I think I have to find another way to conclude a contract between us."

Lin Ruo waved his hand: "Master Sword Saint, please speak."

Si Gu Jian was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "It's fine if you force your way into the Sword Pavilion, but if I let you go back with the decision you want, the reputation of my Dongyi City will be greatly damaged. Even though this is a great thing for you to gain the trust of Emperor Qing, we are not absolute allies after all, and we are not on the same line of interests."

"I don't understand you. Do you feel pity for the world or do you have other plans? If all you like is to patch things up and be a good person on both sides, then this will be useless in the end. In the end, you will end up being a nobody on both sides."

Si Gu Jian said the most philosophical words in his life, whether to be a minister of Nanqing who cares about the world, or to put the world under the control of Nanqing. Different choices will bring completely different results.

“I’m not saying I want to be a saint, I just hope Qing Kingdom will develop in a more promising direction.” Lin Ruo answered him.

"Doesn't Emperor Qing bring hope? He has built the most powerful Qing Kingdom." Si Gu Jian even said with some admiration. He hated Emperor Qing and always thought that Emperor Qing was not a good person, but this could not cover up a person's ability and achievements.

"It is hope, but this hope is mixed with flesh and blood and interests. It is not pure enough, and there will still be many people crying." Lin Ruo said softly.

"Maybe I've seen a better way to achieve hope, so I want to try it."

Si Gu Jian suddenly stood up and smiled with great satisfaction. Then a strange light flashed in his eyes and he raised his hand.

That hand was like a sword, sharp and sharp, and with a flick of the fingertips, the door exploded, and the surging sword intent filled the thatched cottage in all directions, the kind that could not be avoided no matter how hard you tried. Lin Ruo frowned slightly, the sword intent was coming towards him, with absolute killing intent.

This grandmaster eventually revealed his violent temper.

The next moment, the entire thatched cottage shook incredibly, and the sword energy filled the air, spreading wantonly in the streets and alleys near the sword cottage.

The disciples of Jianlu were terrified and took a step back consciously.

They may have the idea of ​​helping the Master, but they also understand that this is not a struggle they can participate in, unless they think their lives are too long.

Even though Lin Ruo had raised the internal Qi to the extreme, he still could not block the fierce sword intent like a tide, and his figure flew out from the thatched cottage sideways like a broken kite.

The reason is nothing more than this: when there is no clear difference in realm, the outcome of the duel often depends on the speed of attack.

Lin Ruo did not expect Si Gu Jian to take action. He was one step slower and defeat seemed inevitable.

After a few somersaults in the air, he landed gracefully on the ground, his boots rubbing against the ground. Lin Ruo retreated all the way to the gate of the courtyard, near the entrance of the alley.

He rubbed his body and forced himself to stand up, but he still suffered considerable injuries.

The commotion inside and outside the sword pavilion finally attracted the attention of the people of Dongyi City. More and more people gathered near the big green tree, watching the extremely horrifying scene with their own eyes.

The Thirteen Swordsmen in Jianlu were all injured and unable to take care of anything else, which was unbelievable in the eyes of the citizens.

And when all eyes were focused on the outside of the courtyard gate, no one could fail to notice the young man with ruffled clothes.

Because he defeated all the ninth-rank masters guarding outside the Sword Pavilion, and then successfully fought with the Sword Saint...

No one believed it, but the facts were right in front of us and we had to believe it.

"He seems to be injured." Jianlu Sanjian, who had regained some strength, supported his body and said, ready to attack.

Hearing this, the Second Sword of Jianlu sternly rebuked, "Stay still. Even if he is seriously injured, you and I cannot handle him."

After saying this, when Er Jian looked up at the Sword Hut again, Si Gu Jian had stepped out of the Sword Hut again after many years and was now in front of the people of Dongyi City. He stood quietly on the thatched roof of the hut, under the bright moonlight, holding a sword in one hand and one hand behind his back, looking up at the sky and taking a deep breath.

Countless swords in the sword tomb were buzzing, as if they felt the call of infinite sword intent, and they kept trembling. Many swords began to break free from the dust and flew into the air.

The people around were panicked, but they looked at their Sword Saint with great respect, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Then, all the citizens, merchants and innkeepers in the city prostrated themselves on the ground almost at the same time, worshipping the god who protected them with absolute willingness and reverence.

If someone trespasses into the sword pavilion and angers the Sword Saint, then this person will undoubtedly be punished by God.

The disciples of Jianlu were a step slower, and finally realized the situation and integrated into the harmonious atmosphere, bowing with swords in hand.

The high-handed Si Gu Jian glanced at him with ignorance, extreme indifference and disdain. This was not contempt for the people he was protecting, but the temperament he was born with since he became the grandmaster of invisible killing.

Si Gu Jian coldly withdrew his gaze, looked down and said: "The Sword Pavilion is not a place where outsiders can come casually."

Lin Ruo suddenly raised his head, exhaled, and slowly stimulated the true energy that filled his body, which flowed along his arm to the palm of his hand.

A sword flying in the air broke away from the infinite sword intent and fell into his hands. Perhaps it could be said that this inconspicuous sword was attracted by another kind of willpower.

Lin Ruo held the sword and smiled faintly, and he looked more like a dashing swordsman than the short Si Gu Jian.

More importantly, the aura he exudes is equally as powerful.

"It is a blessing to have the guidance of the Sword Saint."

(End of this chapter)