Douluo Continent: Homecoming

Tiandou City—Martial Soul Hall

The most troublesome thing for Salas emerged. Among the many young girls and young women, very few could read and write, let alone write books.They had just escaped from danger. I was afraid that they would feel uneasy and scared, so I delayed letting them write for a week. In order not to remind them of their past memories, the only people who usually communicated with them and delivered meals during this week were women. After all, only Only women who understand women can soothe their uneasy emotions and let men go past fears that may be evoked again.

Salas said: "Your Royal Highness, it may be a bit troublesome to describe them. Many people are illiterate and it is unclear to describe them. Most of the experiences of being deceived are different. Some of these women were exempted from gambling at home. Dropped."

Bi Yuan listened to Salas's words, closed his eyes and thought about what to do. After a while, he slowly said: "Take each person's experience as a story, divide the deceived French into different chapters, and their stories will be Just write it in their words. After all, the story must be true. If I, Wuhun Palace, modify it, it will be untrue."

"Nobles should use their power to boycott the sale of books. Nobles attach great importance to their superficial dignity" and will not let others peel off their skin.

"It is best to complete the book before the continent-wide elite soul master competition. At that time, people from all over the Tiandou Empire will gather here. No matter how the nobles resist or suppress the sale of the book, the situation cannot be avoided."

"Even if there is a crackdown on my Spirit Hall, there are branch halls all over the mainland. When the time comes, the same effect can be achieved by letting the Spirit Halls in various places publicize it."

Salas smiled and said: "Your Highness the Holy Son, you want them to become the breaking point of the continent-wide elite soul master competition, and use the wind of the continent-wide soul master competition to blow their stories to all parts of the continent, in order to shake the aristocratic rule. the foundation of.”

Bi Yuan smiled and said nothing.Salas is indeed a very smart man. I remember that the first force that used books to incite rebellion and win people's hearts seemed to be the Taiping Rebellion.Although the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom failed, my Spirit Hall will not.

After a while, Bi Yuan spoke again: "That's right, I'm a bit pressed for time. During this time, the troublesome staff will have to work hard."

Bi Yuan took out a [-] gold soul coin card from the unknown flower name and put it on the table and said: "These are the night snack fees that this Holy Son gave to the young women and the staff who helped them. The only thing that cannot be changed is what they said story plot."

In Bi Yuan's opinion, if you want to give something, you can't just give it to one of them. They must be treated as a cooperative whole, so that the book can be completed more effectively.Whether it's the Qin Dynasty's military system or Japan's one-night city.

(Personally, I suggest you never gamble online. I have been involved in online gambling for a while. Gambling on a gambling site that can be controlled by others is a very stupid thing. Especially if you win money online, you may not get it back. It should be said that there should be no such idea of ​​relying on online gambling. If you are interested, I can tell you my online gambling story. First of all, let me say that I did not fall into the gambling water. At most, I dropped a stone and got into the water. Look. See if the depth of the water is what I expected.)

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Tiandou City-Imperial Palace

Emperor Xue Ye sighed after hearing what happened in the Imperial Plaza today. It turned out that his old and frail face looked even more aged and frail. His body was getting worse day by day. Countless famous doctors had come to see him but they were helpless. Sometimes he was extremely depressed. Worrying about what the empire would do after he left.Although the Tiandou Empire seems to be strong and powerful now, the kingdoms and empires it governs are at odds with each other.

Emperor Xue Ye looked lovingly at Xue Xinghe, the son he had high hopes for and the future heir to the imperial throne.Say slowly:

"Qinghe, you said you would do this?"

Xue Ye looked at Xue Xinghe as if she wanted to hear a satisfactory answer. He was not a good father and could not leave a powerful empire to the next emperor.

Xue Qinghe already had several opinions in mind and was thinking about which one he should say.

Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe who was thinking deeply, and she didn't know whether she should feel relieved or not. His son had never slacked off since he started to handle national affairs, and the Tiandou Empire's national power had also become much stronger.An emperor should have the power to rule the world, but his son is still a little short of that.road:

"Speak, Qinghe. Say what's on your mind without any worries."

Xue Qinghe stood up, dressed and saluted, and said, "Father, what I say next may hurt the royal family's face."

Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe, his son who had been designated as the heir since he was a child. Qinghe had been harsh on him since he was a child. He was serious about his work and was not ashamed to ask questions. Letting Qinghe be the prince was probably the only thing that he could be sure that he had done nothing wrong.road:

"Say it, I don't have any worries. If you lose a little face, you can win the hearts of the people, and you can exchange face for the hearts of the people. It doesn't matter if you don't have to lose face."

Xue Qinghe raised his head and said: "Father, I think I should issue an edict to admit my sins, compensate the families who have been harmed, and find the protective umbrella behind the bandits to punish them."

A loving smile appeared on Xue Ye's face after listening to Xue Qinghe's words. There was a glimmer of light on the old and frail face, and the whole person seemed energetic.road:

"Qinghe, this is not enough. Since the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace can personally organize a stage to publicize Wuhun Palace's good deeds, I can also personally go to the residence of the victimized family to apologize. Wuhun Palace can be my heavenly duel. You can do the same thing, Qinghe, you go with me."

"Qinghe, there is one more thing for you to do. Wuhun Palace actually wiped out the bandits and should have obtained clues about the protective umbrella. Qinghe, you can't give the clues back to Wuhun Palace. I can only handle the government affairs of the Tiandou Empire. Fighting for imperial governance.”

Xue Ye's face, which had improved slightly as he talked, turned bad again. The propaganda of Wuhun Palace caused a lot of discussion in Tiandou City. Tiandou City itself is a gathering place for noble families and it is normal for things to happen to common people. , I never expected that Wuhundian would use this to promote its own justice. I didn't understand what those civilians without soul power could do to win over.

Tiandou City—Yuexuan

Bi Yuan looked at the dead bodies of Dao Mo and the children of the nobles, who were absorbing the blood of the country like moths.One by one, they learned the etiquette of the nobility in Yuexuan and used it in the communication between nobility and nobility, so as to protect their family title in the future, and they were rubbish who didn't care about civil affairs and people's livelihood.

In the eyes of these nobles, although Bi Yuan is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, he is a person who stands on the side of the lowly common people. The nobles come to Yuexuan to better integrate the noble group, and Bi Yuan comes to Yuexuan to support the left and right. Sit in the middle, meditate, practice and listen to music.

Bi Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the noble children in the distance. They were all looking at him and talking to each other. These nobles knew that Bi Yuan came here not just to listen to music and Tang Yuehua, but to ….

"After today's work, Gou... Yuexuan listens to music."

(Who is a serious person who keeps a diary?)