Prosperity in troubled times
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The convoy escorting Kong Rong's two sons was on the road. Meanwhile, Feng Siming was studying how to deal with the little white dragon in his courtyard.

To be honest, Feng Siming was quite conflicted about Cao Cao's family. The man who could cover the sky with one hand and relied on a small force back then was indeed admirable.

However, it was only limited to admiration.

Of course, Feng Siming was still a very calm person.

For example, at this moment.

Feng Siming, who was sitting on a rattan chair, did not forget to add fuel to the fire in the already bustling imperial court.

The tip of his finger was pointed, and the few rays of light that seeped through the cracks in the trees shone through his finger, drawing a few perfect arcs. Feng Siming raised his finger and looked at the golden sunlight through his fingers.

He smiled.

"Qingcheng, our hands are long and strong enough. It's time to grab something that belongs to us.”

"Yes."

"How are Kong Rong's two sons?”

"I sent them to the Xiongnu tribe according to your instructions.”

"Yes."

"Si Ming!"

"What is it?"

"Why did you do this?"

"Don't you understand? Hehe, since ancient times, those who achieved great things had to be a little bandit. It was inevitable that they would be pedantic, so he had to let them experience more or less.”

"But they are still children!"

"Qingcheng, when you were training, no one should have shown you mercy just because you were a child, right?”

Wu Ping Cheng was speechless.

"So, don't show any pity, because no one will care. What you need to do is to become stronger. When you're so strong that no one can threaten you, then you let others feel your sympathy. Right now, you and I don't have the right to talk about love.”

"Moreover, the rules of this world are set by the strong. You and I are just chess pieces now.”

"Si Ming, do you think we can survive?”Wu Qingcheng's tone was still as frustrated as ever.

"Why not?"

" I'm afraid. In the past, I didn't have any worries, invitations, or love. Perhaps, I didn't feel threatened, but it's different now."

"What's the difference? Isn't it just using the sky as the cover and the earth as the hut, and the flood as swimming?”

"Haha, you're still the strongest."

"Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the hills. He could do whatever he wanted, and the moon shone on the river. What's there to be afraid of? Besides, haven't we already started the first step?”

"No wonder you bribed those people. So it was for today.”

"Haha." Amidst his pride, he said," Qingcheng, aren't you a little impressed? What should we do then?”

"You are bad silver, big bad silver." In a moment of desperation, Fang Yan slipped out of her mouth.

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