Arknights, are you a good person?

Ji responded with a few words at first, but then he stopped talking and stared at Qi Yuan with his slender eyebrows. Under his calm gaze, no one knew what kind of emotion was hidden.

Ji is such a person, seemingly flawless on the surface, but always causing trouble behind the scenes.

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After the performance, the Animal Husbandry Master carried up the five tied animals. Qi Yuan observed them for a few seconds. In his previous life, the five animals referred to cattle, sheep, dogs, pigs and chickens. Dayan also used a similar configuration.

Soon after, the Slaughter Master also arrived at the scene.

Judging from his appearance, he should be a part-time executioner. He was wearing a black apron and a bright red headscarf. The knives he brought were dazzling. It was obvious at a glance that he had rich experience in criminal investigation and interrogation.

"He is the Prison Master. He usually tortures people, but today he comes to slaughter livestock. He is really a professional match."

Qi Yuan nodded, thinking that the name was quite domineering.

After the complicated and solemn ceremony, the slaughter officially began.

With one blow of the knife, blood splattered five steps away.

The bright red blood splashed on the altar, drawing a picture of contempt, as if a basin of dog blood had been poured on the head of Sui Ying in the mausoleum. Then Hou Zhenyu Tianshi skillfully peeled the skin and cleaned the internal organs, and began to slice the meat, spreading the thin and translucent slices of meat on the ice, small pieces of meat, plate after plate, each plate was filled.

This is Ling Chi's craft.

604: Officials gather to eat hotpot

It is said that due to the benevolence of the current emperor and the effective work of the Grand Tutor, the Heavenly Masters working in Zhaoyu have not received such a big job as Lingchi for ten years. They can only practice with big white radishes, and their torture instruments have long been thirsty for.

Qi Yuan glanced around and silently counted the number of people. There were about a hundred officials participating in this grand sacrifice. It was indeed a huge challenge to let everyone eat meat.

The thinner the meat is sliced, the better.

The Prison Masters were already a group of old men. They were in tears and crying with joy. Their hands holding the knife were trembling slightly, but it did not hinder them from slicing the meat. With a light flick of the knife, the snow-like slices of meat floated into the plate like fallen leaves.

This is all real kung fu.

"Get up the tripod."

The deep voice of the real dragon floated from the front, and two Taoist priests carrying loads entered the venue, carrying an ancient bronze tripod with dazzling carvings of flowers, birds, fish and insects. Qi Yuan lowered his head to take a look inside the big tripod, and the clear, oil-free bone soup base brightened his eyes.

The dipping sauce is even sesame paste and crushed peanuts...

Everything was perfectly to Qi Yuan's taste. Picking up a piece of steaming dragon dish, Qi Yuan naturally thought of the four words "catering to one's taste".

"I plan to change the taste of this ceremony. What do you think, my dear ministers?" Zhenlong said again, "Previously, the grand ceremony was all about Shangshu's spicy hot pot, which was too greasy and could not highlight the original flavors of the five animals. It was really a huge sin..."

Naturally, all the officials agreed with this small matter.

"Your Majesty has the virtue of loving life and not wasting any life. This is truly a great virtue!"

Qi Yuan remembered this sentence immediately. He couldn't flatter someone so smoothly. He could eat a non-spicy hot pot base that highlighted the original flavor of the ingredients and even link it to the real dragon's virtue of benevolence.

Isn’t it just choosing Qi Yuan’s favorite flavor?

Qi Yuan saw it clearly.

There are still many distinctions between the elders and the young in Dayan. The superiors can eat beef and mutton, but they are not limited to beef and mutton. They can choose freely among the five kinds of animals. The ministers with the lowest status present can only eat poultry. They have no power to choose.

Putting poultry in hot pot...will it taste good?

Qi Yuan directly took a large plate of beef and mutton, such as dragon neck meat, pork belly and pork belly fat. He took whatever was delicious, with no respect for his elders and did not take the three superiors seriously at all.

The real dragon smiled, and his gentle gaze passed through the twelve crowns and fell on Qi Yuan.

"I like this youthful spirit very much. The court lacks this kind of vigor. My dear ministers, learn from it and don't be dull. Spring comes when a hundred flowers bloom."

"..."

Those officials who felt that Qi Yuan was offending the majesty of heaven were silenced by Zhenlong's casual words before they could even open their mouths. They were not even a breeze.

The bone soup hotpot was boiling and Qi Yuan was eating voraciously.

Don't ask about world affairs.

The only problem was that Ji was staring at him the whole time with a calm and peaceful look. No one knew what was going on in his little head. Qi Yuan did not eat the hotpot peacefully.

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The hot pot cooking ceremony was soon over.

The meat and internal organs of the five animals went into the stomachs of hundreds of officials, and the blood and bones piled up on the stage, like a middle finger pointed at the mausoleum in the distance. It just lay there, and no one came forward to clean it up.

The weather was pleasant and gentle today. After dinner, Zhenlong clapped his hands and led everyone to change the venue. They drank wine by the winding stream. Anyone could see that His Majesty was in a good mood.

It lasted for an hour and a half.

The ministers and vice ministers of various ministries, as well as the chief priest of Baizao Academy, all dispersed and went about their own business. Only three people came to the place that could truly be called the secret place of Dayan.

"Big meetings are for small things, small meetings are for big things. The teacher is honest with me. When there are too many people, we can only talk nonsense."

Zhenlong touched his stomach with great emotion: "Although Qi Yuan's way of eating tastes very good, my mouth is dry from dipping it in sesame paste all the time. Before I left, I went to the imperial field and pulled a cucumber when no one was paying attention. It really quenched my thirst and relieved my greasiness."

"Your Majesty, don't you want the fruits and vegetables you grow with your own hands to be touched by officials?" Ji Shili asked.

"Don't call me Your Majesty. I shiver when I hear that." Zhenlong took off the twelve tassels and tucked them under his armpits, wiping the sweat off his forehead vigorously, just like a gold medal player who had played the entire field and picked up the football he had played for ninety minutes. The tutor next to him was silent for a while.

"Cough cough."

Zhenlong suddenly realized: "Sorry, I forgot you were here, teacher. Please help me get it, thank you."

The Grand Tutor held the twelve crown tassels in both hands as if he were holding a hot potato. The expression on his face did not ease at all, but instead tended to grow darker.

Your Majesty...is becoming more and more outrageous.

I don’t know who he learned this from, but this Majesty is truly a typical example. Except for not wanting to be an emperor, he learns everything very quickly. He is a genius among geniuses.

He is too kind and simple-minded and cannot stand the sight of blood.

It's not that the real dragon doesn't know how to do it, but he just doesn't want to learn. He waits all day for his brother to usurp his throne, so naturally he doesn't want to learn more.

"Let's not talk about all these details. How do you feel?" Zhenlong asked curiously.

Ji did not rush to answer. Instead, he closed his eyes. His pupils, which were covered by his eyelids, showed a sharp gaze as he stared at the dead mountain in front of him. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"He is not dead." Ji could not hide his disappointment.

"Of course he's not dead, but his anger and weakness are definitely real. Look at that stone. It's different from the last time I came. Sui took advantage of the fact that no one was around and rolled around in the mausoleum crying again."

The real dragon pointed at an inconspicuous piece of gravel and felt deeply moved.

His Majesty knows the mausoleum very well. How many times has he come to the Mausoleum of the Year Beast? Could he come every day, rain or shine?

"After all, this is the most important matter for Da Yan."

The real dragon is justified.

Then let's just assume that there is a legitimate reason. Ji noticed the popcorn bag in the small stone pit and secretly kept it in mind, preparing to cater to his needs in the future.

"Is that thing ready?"

The Grand Tutor asked in a deep voice, the question directly pointed to the performance.

Ji nodded and answered fluently: "It has been woven. It took me a lot of effort to weave the luck of the Great Yan River and Mountain into a piece of cloth. Is there any compensation?"

"It is a favor from His Majesty that you are allowed to take part in this matter."

The Master's expression did not change at all. He answered word by word with great seriousness.

Ji sighed, his expression unchanged, but he was thinking in his heart that he was really not suitable for making jokes, and that the business-like communication method was more suitable for him.

This has led to misunderstanding.

A moment of extroversion results in a lifetime of introversion.

"How is Qi Yuan?" Zhenlong asked again.

"He seemed to understand the plan and was touring around Baizao in a high-profile manner, attracting all attention."

605: The Storm is Coming (Part 3)

Ji is not heartless, he just hides his emotions so well that no one can detect them, not even his own sister.

He is actually a very introverted person.

While eating the buffet, he did not move his chopsticks at all. One reason was that he was not a human being and did not need to pretend to be a mortal. The other was that he wanted to take a good look at Qi Yuan.

Is this the person who can save my sister from danger?

He made his second brother bow down and defeated the returning Sui. Judging from his aura, there was no way he could fake it. Not only did Sui suffer new injuries, but he also had resentment and anger that lingered in every corner of the mountain.

This cannot be faked.

He also felt the presence of his second brother. Maybe he, like Zhenlong, also came here every day. The matter was of great importance, but Ji did not show the slightest sign of it. He just sighed in his heart that if he could talk with his second brother for a while, perhaps the decision would be easier to make.

"With your ability, I don't think it's an easy job to compile Da Yan's luck. I thought it would take at least three to five months. I didn't expect you to complete the work in just one week. I guess you must have put in a lot of hard work, right?"

"I dare not neglect the matter that Your Majesty has entrusted to me."

Ji answered the tutor neither humbly nor arrogantly, knowing in his heart that the old man was trying to make fun of him.

Of course he stood at attention and endured everything quietly.

After all, the performance has been maintained like this for so many years, day after day, for hundreds of years.

"What do you think of Qi Yuan?"

Zhenlong would change the subject at the right time. Whenever he encountered such an atmosphere, as long as he started talking about Qi Yuan, the atmosphere would randomly become any one of a common hatred of the enemy and unanimous praise. It was a good way to smooth things over.

“He has great courage.”

Ji answered casually that since Qi Yuan was the person chosen by his second brother, Ji would of course support him without hesitation.

The reason why he had to take a look, in addition to cooperating with Zhenlong and Taifu, was mainly to verify whether this person was just a chess piece of his second brother or was truly convinced. Ji soon got the answer to this question.

He felt that his previous guess was a little ridiculous.

"I'm really not good at thinking." He said expressionlessly, seemingly making fun of himself, but it was the truth that came completely from his heart.

"Well, Qi Yuan took all the officials on an outing. Even the Grand Marshal went along. He wrote poems while walking, attracting everyone's attention. That's how we can communicate freely here."

Zhenlong stretched out his hand to Ji seriously: "Where's the stuff?"

A brocade box appeared out of thin air. It was dark brown, the color of the earth. Ji tapped the top and bottom of the box in a specific order and slowly opened it. Indescribable light poured out from the opening like a rushing river.

The sky is full of red clouds, the sea is full of golden waves, like a furnace of boiling molten steel, gushing out, the golden light is dazzling... The beautiful mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, thick clouds and light fog, birds and beasts, all seem to be contained in this ray of light.

"Alright, alright, shut it up!"

The real dragon was afraid that if he looked at it for a few more seconds he would be blinded, and was also afraid that he would suddenly regret it, so he waved his hands and immediately ordered Ji to close the treasure box. The latter nodded, and the noble light disappeared immediately, and the treasure box closed tightly.

"The abilities of your family are truly mysterious. Even something that has no shape can be turned into reality by your skillful hands. When you put on this dress, you will prosper and suffer together with Dayan. With the blessing of the country, it can be said that all your wishes will come true." Zhenlong was full of praise and felt that it was infinitely wonderful.

"Have you thought about it? Do you really want me to offer you my treasure?"

This can be said to be the most precious thing of the Great Yan government. It is not some personal precious property, nor is it a top-secret skill passed down from generation to generation by the Taifu, but a genuine national treasure.

"There is no turning back when the bow is fired."

The Grand Tutor said calmly: "Since Qi Yuan has proven himself, then Dayan must give him all the help he can. If we are just a little bit short of strength at that time, we will be sinners for all eternity."

"The teacher is a man of great courage." Zhenlong nodded repeatedly.

After Qi Yuan's victory over the Sui Dynasty, everything was different.

This is the deed of Taizu. Qi Yuan's action this time is as if myth reflects reality. What Dayan offers must be sincere enough.

"In fact, there is another reason. According to common rational analysis, Qi Yuan and Sui did not have any hatred in the beginning. After your whole family died, Sui would come out and kill my whole family. Qi Yuan could have stayed out of it and not cared about anything."

Zhenlong also expressed his thoughts, very seriously, without any jokes:

"Besides, I have retired with honor and I am counting on Qi Yuan's help."

This feeling is absolutely from the heart.

Ji didn't want to delve into what Zhenlong meant by retirement, whether it was taking over or lobbying his brother, or both.

"But before that, you must..."

"All opponents and potential opponents must be found out at once." The Grand Tutor said solemnly, "Faced with this situation, Da Yan can no longer tolerate two different voices to discuss slowly. This will only miss the opportunity and hinder Qi Yuan's progress."

"Instead of dealing with them one by one, it's better to cut the Gordian knot!"

"I understand. I will go and present my robe to Qi Yuan right away."

Ji nodded and slowly left the mausoleum. The atmosphere here made him feel a little breathless.