Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Because of the imminent arrival of the 10 million-strong army, Qin was plunged into the shadow of war.

The economic model that had been worked hard to operate, due to the withdrawal of a large number of rich people and businessmen, caused the newly emerging economy and business environment in Qin to immediately decline back to its previous state, or even worse than before.

Such changes naturally made those oppressed powerful families gloat over the misfortune, and some people began to spread rumors among the people, saying that it was Mu Chen who brought such war risks.

The world blindly followed the crowd, and there were many people who followed the crowd. Many people began to speak out against Mu Chen's reforms among the people.

"Monster Mu Chen, get out of Qin!"

"Get out of Qin and put an end to the war!"

On the streets, many people were led by the rumormongers to make a fuss and began to march and demonstrate on the streets.

Many generals from powerful families in the army also began to resign, and many soldiers who could not lead them to retire also followed suit.

The entire Qin territory was in a serious state of civil strife in both the military and the political, and people were in a panic.

In this situation, Feng Changqing was also exhausted and busy dealing with it everywhere.

However, many people supported King Qin and Mu Chen because they saw hope in life due to the reform, and many conflicts broke out with opponents.

"Your Majesty, General Wang of the Tiger Power Army has resigned. Here is his resignation letter!"

"Your Majesty, Qian Jun, the deputy chief of staff of the Flying Dragon Army, has also resigned."

Many resignation letters were placed on Feng Changqing's desk, and Feng Changqing looked at them with an increasingly ugly expression.

"It's better for these bastards to leave. I wanted to find an opportunity to dismiss them!" Feng Changqing said viciously, but he was still very angry.

General Wen Boyu under Feng Changqing said solemnly: "Your Majesty, our military strength is not as good as the army of the imperial capital. Now we are facing such internal and external troubles. We are about to have a conflict with the imperial capital army. We have absolutely no hope. Do we really have to start such a war with the imperial capital for one person and implicate countless people?"

Feng Changqing looked at his trusted general with cold eyes: "Wen Boyu, are you afraid?"

Wen Boyu clasped his fists and said: "I am not afraid, but I am afraid that Mu Chen will implicate you, Your Majesty, and the entire Qin. Although his reforms are good, they are too targeted at the powerful and the noble families, which is not in line with the current situation."

"If I go through life and death for you, I am willing, but if it is for Mu Chen, I am not convinced."

Feng Changqing was silent after hearing this.

In fact, he was hesitant and struggling in his heart.

Are the reforms of the master really wrong?

Although the ideal is good, it seems a bit unrealistic.

Do I really want to persist like this? Maybe there is still a chance to turn back now.

No, I can't turn back. If I turn back, what will the future of the human race in Fengyun Empire become?

He struggled, hesitated, and hesitated in his heart.

Feng Changqing was upset and walked out of the hall and the Qin Palace.

He came to the street. Now the whole street was deserted and no longer as lively as before.

Before the news came that the army was coming to attack Qin, the capital was so lively. Caravans from all directions gathered here. The people on the street were crowded and sold the extra supplies at home. It was a prosperous scene that the capital had never seen.

Feng Changqing walked on the depressed street. There were few pedestrians coming and going, and they looked hurried.

He also had a strong sense of desolation in his heart.

At this time, he paused and came to a small stall.

This small stall was a noodle stall. There was no customer, but the stall owner, the old man, had not closed the stall yet.

Feng Changqing went over and sat down, saying, "Elder, please give me a bowl of noodles."

The old man asked, "What kind of noodles would you like to eat, young master?"

Feng Changqing said, "What noodles are the best here, elder?"

The old man smiled and said, "Oil-splashed spicy mutton noodles. Mr. Mu Chen has come here to eat this noodles and he praised it highly."

Feng Changqing smiled and asked, "Mr. Mu has also come here to eat noodles? Then give me a bowl too."

"Haha, okay, he has eaten it. Mr. Mu is a real gourmet. He knows how to eat and understands food. He can even taste some of the unique recipes I add to my noodles."

The old man smiled and began to take out the fermented dough, and began to pull and cook noodles.

Feng Changqing said: "I see that there are not many people and no business now, and many people blame Mr. Mu."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said: "People are like this. When Mr. Mu carried out reforms and attracted a large number of businessmen, everyone's business was good, everyone made money, and everyone praised Mr. Mu."

"Now I heard that the powerful families have united to suppress Mr. Mu, and the imperial army is coming to intervene. The merchants have all fled, and everyone's business is no longer the same. Naturally, they started to curse again."

Feng Changqing said: "The elder is insightful. What does the elder think of Mr. Mu?"

The old man kept pulling and flipping noodles, saying, "I am just an ordinary person doing small business. I dare not make random comments on Mr. Mu, but I think Mr. Mu is a person who really cares about us ordinary people. Not to mention the reform measures he introduced, after he came to Qin, we small business people have lived with more dignity."

"Before we set up stalls here, ruffians would come to collect some rent, and officials would come to extort a few from time to time. The money earned in a year was barely enough to feed and clothe ourselves."

"After Mr. Mu came, ruffians dared not to trouble us, and the officials would talk to us in a friendly manner when they saw us. It's really I just felt a bit of human dignity. "

"Sir, have you heard of Wang Le, the son of Earl Wang?"

Feng Changqing nodded: "I have heard of him."

The old man was in the pot and cursed with disgust: "Wang Le is really a piece of shit. Once I saw him fall in love with a good girl, who was married. As a result, he beat and killed the girl's husband and took the girl to his house. Two months later, the girl's body was found in the ditch of our street. It was so tragic. There was not a piece of good meat on her body."

"No one cared before, and it was useless to report to the police. Mr. Mu and the prince came back to make a plan. After the new law was issued, the beast was arrested directly. It was very gratifying that the prince personally tried the case. The beast is still in prison, waiting to be executed! "

"Although the people in Qin are panicking now and there may be a war, everyone blames Mr. Mu, but I know very well in my heart, what can the army do? Kill us civilians? We are also citizens of the Fengyun Empire, but without Mr. Mu, even if there is no war in Qin, we ordinary people will not have any dignity to live. "

As the old man spoke, he poured oil, chili and meat sauce on the noodles, and served them. Feng Changqing picked up the chopsticks and started eating, exclaiming: " It's really delicious. Elder, thank you. This bowl of noodles has opened my eyes. "

The old man laughed: "I should thank you for taking care of my business, Prince. It's our blessing to have you and Mr. Mu in Qin."

"Oh, do you know me?"

"I've seen you from a distance several times."

"Haha, that's why. Mr. Mu and I both think this noodle is delicious. After the war, I will invite you to open a store in the most prosperous Xuanwu Street."

"Leave this opportunity to the young people. I'm old and don't care about making more or less money. If I leave this place, I may not be able to find the old customers before, and I can't bear to leave them."