One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"We should also talk about it, Ms. Gu, what is the real purpose of your trip?"

Xun Jianzhang looked serious, Zhao Changlie was expressionless, and Gu Wulian half-closed his eyes.

Those who decide the strategy of a country will face each other for thousands of years.

Gu Wulian has never deliberately concealed her identity since she was reborn.

It is precisely because of this that, after obtaining the extremely meaningful information from Yasha, according to Gu Wulian's undisguised performance, the two old people sitting here can deduce the unbelievable, unreal truth.

For Xun Jianzhang and Zhao Changlie, if they had these clues, it would be ridiculous to think that this Gu Wulian was not the other Gu Wulian.

And although he didn't hide his identity, Gu Wulian had never used power beyond this era. In their view, Gu Wulian's attitude was naturally not to intervene in the changes of this world, and let it develop naturally.

But in fact, whether it is the two old people who are now standing at the pinnacle of Jiuhua's power, or Gu Wulian, who once pushed him all over the world, he is very clear about one thing——

It is absolutely impossible for Emperor Zhen to stay out of the matter.

It is impossible for her to remain indifferent when she sees the people of this land being harmed under the circumstances of her own great power.

And from this... an unavoidable problem arises.

"I think you should also know why I came here."

Gu Wulian asked softly: "Can you tell me your answer?"

Emperor Zhenxian has died, and the Dynasty of Truth has been destroyed.

In this era, the country standing on this land is called Jiuhuazhou State, and the people living in this land are Jiuhua citizens.

If a person who has been dead for a thousand years, an emperor whose dynasty has been destroyed, can bypass the current government of this country at will to carry out so-called salvation and change, what will be the evolution and transformation of this thousand years of thought, political system, and class? land?

When the behavior has risen to this point, it is no longer a matter of "right, wrong, good or bad" as a measure of value.

"Of course I deny it." Xun Jianzhang said without hesitation, "Ms. Gu, you don't need to intervene in the affairs of this world."

"I admire your mighty power, but Jiuhua...doesn't need such great power."

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit straightened his waist, and his always gentle voice was vigorous and tough at the moment: "Because your mighty power comes from Yuan Ling, and it all comes from magic techniques-your interpretation of Yuan Ling is perfect, and the essence of Yuan Ling is omnipotent. .And in my opinion, this omnipotence has never been realized.”

He stared at Gu Wulian: "If you put your expectations of everything on Ms. Gu's technique, when the whole society cannot do without Yuan Ling... what if Yuan Ling disappears one day? Where? Or..."

Xun Jianzhang paused, and said outrageous words to the eternal emperor who laid the foundation for all eternity: "Emperor Zhenxian, you repeat your thoughts, get tired of everything, and even... no longer care about this country, and finally rely on your Jiuhua , what will happen?"

"I will not entrust the fate of Jiuhua to castles in the air; it is even more impossible to tie her ups and downs to one person's hands."

All the policies issued by the Jiuhua government headed by the Xun Jianzhang faction are trying their best to reduce the influence of cultivators and Yuan Ling on the entire Jiuhua society, from gradually reducing the status of magic techniques, researching and developing Yuan Ling technology, and vigorously From the development of modern technology that does not rely on Yuan Ling, to the upcoming "Sixth Act"... They are trying to minimize Yuan Ling's influence on Jiuhua within a hundred years.

The rise of overseas countries proves the power of modern technology. In Xun Jianzhang's view, if the Jiuhuazhou country is still addicted to the fantasy dream of using the power of the Yuanling to dominate the sky, if the Yuanling suddenly disappears one day, the dream is shattered, waiting for Jiuhua's... ...What a horrible and desperate situation it will be.

Those who plan for the country should think about it for thousands of years.

"narrow!"

At this moment, Zhao Changlie, who had not expressed any intention of opposing Xun Jianzhang before, said coldly: "Relying on Yuanling does not mean relying on everything. With the help of Yuanling's technique and Ms. Gu's ability, the national power can be pushed forward. At least 200 years! So what if the Yuan Ling completely dissipates the next day? When the Yuan Ling dissipates, is it possible that the reality cast by the Yuan Ling will also be destroyed? On the contrary, all the Yuan Ling instruments you research will be scrapped!"

"Yuanling equipment is a transitional means! Our country is still unable to get rid of the influence of Yuanling. This is at least a century-old strategy!"

"If you borrow Ms. Gu's strength, it won't take a hundred years of planning!"

"You know what! The core problem is not what Yuanling can do, but the dependence of Jiuhua's 25 billion people on Yuanling! Once these miracles are all achieved by Yuanling, who will study science, who will care about reality, who will Will be down-to-earth! Fucking to engage in the Yuan Ling who may not be lost at any time! Even if Jiuhua has unified the world at that time, wouldn’t those people rebel again! Without the Yuan Ling, it will be war again Let's get up! You're right, Ms. Gu, are you sorry for your ancestors!"

"You're a fucking fart! You don't even know what the technique can do, so what if you rely on Yuanling? Is there a problem with exchanging a hundred years of short-sightedness for a thousand years of achievement!"

What was supposed to be a tit-for-tat refutation turned into an extremely aggressive debate. The little Ms. Gu sat on one side, watching the two old men yelling, one was "short-sighted" on the other, and "narrow-minded" on the other. Speaking all kinds of slang and dialect, it is estimated that it is all kinds of kind greetings.

In a daze, she almost thought that she had returned to the court thousands of years ago.

Before going to the court, the courtiers hooked their shoulders, discussing which restaurant to go to and which place to hang out tonight; .

Historians from overseas countries have expressed many different opinions on why the Dynasty of Truth can be so prosperous, and one of them is one of the few recognized facts.

"That emperor brought together the most talented, powerful, and craziest idealists of that era. In the entire political structure of the first generation of the Dynasty of Truth, among all the senior officials, you can't even find a single normal person. Yes, officials who accept bribes and have selfish thoughts. They all do their best for Immortal Emperor Zhen like lunatics—no, not for Immortal Zhen, but for the society that Emperor Zhen imagined for them."

"As we all know, what idealists do best is to find another idealist and pass on their ideas."

"So, in the millennium of political changes in the Dynasty of Truth, the ones who are absolutely dominant in the state power are not the ambitious hawks who expand their territories, not the doves who are meek and cautious and manipulate power, but the fucking A bunch of crazy saints who are only thinking about how to make people's lives better!"

The historian who wrote this point of view described: "I think this is completely contrary to human nature. Emperor Zhenxian must have invented the spell of manipulating the mind, and all successors of the Dynasty of Truth must be engraved with mental seals before they can take over this empire. "

This point of view can be widely recognized, and it is inseparable from the final description.

It's just that this historian can't explain why the dynasty of truth has been destroyed, and the leaders of Jiuhuazhou, which was established on the ruins of the empire, are still a group of people who will not poison, assassinate, or pour dirty water on political enemies. , framed, but the guy who made a big noise about his political opinions in front of his ancestors—could it be that their brains were flooded and they stamped their own ideological stamps?

"Zhao Changlie! If it wasn't for Ms. Gu's sake, you would be lying on the ground now!"

"Xun Jianzhang! If it wasn't for the sake of our ancestors! You have already been carried away and sent to the emergency department!"

"Uh, two..."

"Believe it or not, I will reorganize your truth front tomorrow, and let me go back to farming! I will let you study spells! Without my support, I will see what you use to study!"

"If you dare to do this, I will tie up your house with ten fifth energy levels, and announce that I will take over all your affairs the next day!"

"I say……"

"You rebelled?!"

"You forced it!"

"enough!"

The girl's exasperated shouts directly overwhelmed the two old men's quarrels one after another.

"Is this what a leader should look like! Why don't you just fight shirtless, huh?!"

The aggressive petite white-haired girl raised her head and waited for the two old men, cursing: "I'm here to hear your thoughts and opinions, not to hear you two old men greet each other's mother!"

Zhao Changlie snorted coldly, shook his military uniform, and a string of medals rattled on his body.

Xun Jianzhang sat down with a dark face, turned his head to drink tea, and remained silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere eased, Ms. Gu's expression eased a bit: "Both of you, what you said makes sense, isn't there any consensus?"

"……consensus."

The two old men looked at each other thoughtfully.

"There is a consensus, of course." Xun Jianzhang said slowly, "It's just that, Ms. Gu, you probably don't want to hear it."

"I do want to borrow your power, Ms. Gu, but...it doesn't mean that everything needs to be done by you, Ms. Gu, but that you need to use magic to fulfill the expectations of this country and all citizens."

The old man in military uniform said in a deep voice: "She can be frustrated, injured, crushed, and pained, but she can't...not be a cub that hasn't seen blood on its head."

"When every citizen is only looking forward to a miracle from you, Ms. Gu, and you can get enough food and clothing just by calling your name every day, and when the weather is good, Jiuhua...is there any need for it to exist?"

The old man in a Chinese tunic said softly: "Jiuhua should never sleep soundly in the cradle you made with Yuan Ling, and the citizens of Jiuhua should not be babies in your hands." Lian

"Although it's a bit disrespectful, I still have to say this—" the old man smiled helplessly.

"—don't love us too much, Patriarch."

Zhao Changlie closed his eyes and sighed, then took Xun Jianzhang's words.

Gu Wulian stared at the two old men, and said softly, "Actually, more people should know about this matter, and more people's ideas are more valuable for me to refer to."

"This..." Xun Jianzhang said with a wry smile, "It's really best for a few people to know that you are still alive, just a few people, so don't embarrass us two old men."

Zhao Changlie replied calmly: "Their thoughts will be the same as ours."

"Is that so..."

The white-haired girl sighed softly, "That's it."

Then, there was a long, long silence.

Even the two old men felt uneasy for a long time in this silence.

What an irony to say to someone who loves this land and its people so deeply - "Don't love us too much".

But both Xun Jianzhang and Zhao Changlie knew that this was something they had to say, and they had to let Gu Wulian know this, that this era, this country... must not be under her omnipotent protection.

"I see."

Gu Wulian's tone did not contain any tiredness, sadness, or melancholy, she was just very calm, as if she expected to get this answer, she answered calmly like this.

But just as Xun Jianzhang and Zhao Changlie relaxed with the complicated emotions in their hearts, the white-haired girl suddenly smiled and shook her head.

"But no matter how you think about it, it's impossible to just let it go, right?"

"Well, how about I make an agreement with you?"

"...Please tell me, Ms. Gu."

Gu Wulian said earnestly: "In normal times, I will try my best to restrain myself. Any major event... just like the disaster caused by this natural disaster, I will not solve it in an instant, but leave everything to you, even if I come to find you I help, I limit my strength to the level of this era."

"If that's the case..." Zhao Changlie nodded and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's better to say, this is the best."

"But—after all, there may be things that even you are unable to resist? Even if the probability of happening is extremely low."

"People's hearts are unpredictable, you can solve it yourself."

Gu Wulian's red eyes were clear and bright.

"And if Tianwei is capricious..."

"—Let me fight with my strength."

The matter of people belongs to you in this era.

The affairs of heaven are left to me who do not belong to this era.

"Natural disasters are also traumas that the country must endure." Zhao Changlie said, with a rare expression of hesitation, "but..."

"But if, in the hopeless situation you describe, we are completely helpless..."

Xun Jianzhang said with a smile: "We will not stick to our views, and we will definitely ask you to help us."

"That's enough."

The girl smiled contentedly.

She stretched her waist, smiled lightly and said, "Then, I should go too."

"...Leaving?" Zhao Changlie was stunned for a moment, then said anxiously, "Don't stay any longer? We still have a lot of things to talk about, I think..."

"No need."

Gu Wulian blinked her eyes: "For me now, it's not good to ask too much."

She turned around gracefully, and said briskly: "It's enough to settle one thing on my mind."

"Don't worry about my business anymore, just keep doing what you should do."

Gu Wulian who said so opened the door and saw the dazzling sky.

And at this time, Xun Jianzhang and Zhao Changlie said at the same time: "Ancestor." "Ms. Gu."

Gu Wulian looked back and saw the two old men bowing their heads solemnly at the same time: "I will take care of it myself."

"..."

When Emperor Zhenxian set up a lot of Arabian Nights policies for his apprentice, the apprentice once said with a sad face that there were so many things that he couldn't finish.

Thousands of years ago, Emperor Zhenxian just laughed and replied: "Leave it to future generations."

And a thousand years later, someone said to her, "I will take care of it myself."

What is left to future generations has already been undertaken by future generations.

"...Ah, good."

That immature voice, with a slight stagnation that could hardly be heard: "That's great."

She responded like this, stepping briskly into that piece of sunshine.

Today's sky is very blue, just like when she crossed heaven and man thousands of years ago and chased away evil spirits, it was as blue as washing, clear and innocent.

It was as if someone was saying to her——

The great wish of a thousand years will surely be fulfilled.

Chapter 120 – Everything is settled, but there is still a conspiracy

Han Yan looked at the cracked walls, shook his head and said, "This guy is really getting more and more arrogant. But if you use a little force, the whole room will collapse."

Ye Si was also puzzled: "It shouldn't be, did he know that he was about to run out of hiding, so he just played Boda?"