Change in Wind Direction (1/3)
Seeing Guo Jia successfully being tricked by him, Liu Xuan nodded to himself. Very good, very good.
This act was worth it. Guo Jia had finally started his own strategy.
Young people, once they were too smart, many things would be too easy to obtain and they would lose their dreams.
Therefore, Liu Xuan wanted to give Guo Jia a bigger dream. He couldn't let Guo Jia kill himself in his twenties.
After spending a few years with Guo Jia, Liu Xuan did not find any problems with Guo Jia's body.
In history, Guo Jia had died so early. Liu Xuan did not believe that it was because he had overused his brain. The most likely reason was this kid's bad lifestyle and the long-term lack of exercise that led to a decline in his immunity.
As for Guo Jia, this kid was smart and had amazing insight. It was a waste of his talent to be a strategist.
Such a person should become the head of the secret service, the manager of the dark net, and help him integrate the world's situation. He should build an intelligence organization that covered a denser area than the net of the Qin Dynasty and the Jinyiwei of the East Chamber of the Ming Dynasty.
Such a person should become his voice transmitter, carrying out his will to the end and spreading it everywhere.
Liu Xuan was guiding Guo Jia, silently letting him take over everything that he thought Guo Jia could do.
He allowed Guo Jia to slowly try things that he felt he could do.
People were forced out.
If you don't force yourself into a dead end, you will never know what level you can reach.
Liu Xuan felt that he had pushed himself hard enough, so he tried to force his subordinates to help him share the trivial matters.
After all, a busy boss was not a good boss.
A boss who kept his subordinates busy was a qualified boss.
Therefore, in conclusion.
If Guo Jia died in the future, he definitely could not die of illness. If he died, he could only die of exhaustion for his dream.
He was exhausted on the path of his dream. Before he died, he still shouted that he would not regret it even if he died.
At the thought of this, Liu Xuan's guilt of exploiting child labor suddenly felt much better.
Outside the Marquis 'Residence, the atmosphere in Luoyang was at its peak. Gradually, different voices began to appear in the crowd.
The atmosphere gradually changed.
If someone said that Liu Xuan was trying to deceive the public, then someone would ask, how could Liu Xuan deceive the public?
Just an imperial edict?
If it was fake, what was a useless imperial edict to borrow luck? They believed that the number one scholar in the world would not make such a boring joke.
If it was true, then the world had really misunderstood Liu Qingshan.
He was willing to use ten years of his lifespan to borrow the power of the dynasty to completely eliminate the Yellow Turban scourge. This was not a heresy to deceive the masses, but a kind of selfless sublimation.
Such a voice soon spread to the northern Jizhou and began to spread among the soldiers. Gradually, it even reached the ears of the Yellow Turban bandits who were doing things their own way.
Liu Xuan's fame and the elusive Son of Heaven's Seal Technique made the Yellow Turban bandits, who had gathered together through faith, panic.
For a time, the situation in the north that was originally in full swing suddenly became strange.
The Yellow Turban bandits began to head toward Jizhou, secretly gathering for an alliance meeting.
This caused the scattered volunteer and Han armies to continuously make their way toward Jizhou.
However, in order to form a huge force of the Yellow Turban Army after the alliance meeting, the Revolutionary Army and the various Han armies also gathered together to prevent the Yellow Turban Army from defeating them one by one.
Under such circumstances, some people gradually began to doubt themselves.
He began to suspect that Liu Xuan really had some ability that made the Yellow Turban thieves afraid.
In the court, some people were also thinking about the unfinished sentence that Liu Xuan had said in the court.
'Liu Xuan cherishes his life. If it wasn't for the people of the world ~'
The sentence that was said halfway, without any follow-up, gave many people countless fantasies.
The ancients were superstitious and believed in the existence of immortals and gods. The deep-rooted Taoist ideology had a far-reaching influence.
Although Liu Xuan had lied, he had lied in the most inappropriate place.
This lie was very straightforward. No one would believe it at first.
However, once one seriously thought about it and began to doubt themselves, the seed of doubt would be perfected into a fact in the endless self-denial of the impossible.
A truth that could deceive the world.
People started to believe this fact.
It was better to be safe than sorry.
Many people had a question in their hearts: What if it was true?
The civil and military officials felt the same way. They began to feel that Liu Xuan would not be able to say such a heresy under the current circumstances. This was not in line with Liu Xuan's style.
They couldn't jump out of Liu Xuan's strange thoughts. They started to unconsciously think of Liu Qingshan's invincible attitude before. The determination in their hearts wavered.
Liu Hong was the same.
However, Liu Hong still did not dare to give it a try.
The theory of fate was very mysterious. He was worried about the stability of the Han Dynasty, but he was also worried that Liu Xuan really had the ability to do so, but he had the heart to disobey.
Liu Hong even wanted to kill Liu Xuan and get rid of the existence that made him uneasy.
However, he did not dare to.
Liu Xuan had become an existence in his heart that he wanted to touch and explore, but did not dare to touch and explore.
"Rang Father, what do you think this one should choose?”
Liu Hong rubbed his head, feeling a headache coming on. As he hesitated, he habitually asked Zhang Rang, who was serving him.
When Zhang Rang heard this, he hesitated.
Although he could come up with some bad ideas in the past, he didn't dare to say anything about the fate of the Han Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, this old servant has never heard of the matter of borrowing luck. However, looking at the Marquis of Qingshan's past, he doesn't seem like a person who would lie."
"I know this, but how can the fate of the Han Dynasty be borrowed so easily? What if he had disloyal intentions?”
"This, Your Majesty is thinking too simply.”
"However, this servant feels that Your Majesty need not worry about this. Instead of making such wild guesses, it is better to let Liu Qingshan go first. The matter of borrowing luck was a serious matter, but His Majesty needed enough time to consider it, right?!”
"Mm, this is what I want. We can only do this for now.”
When the Spirit Monarch heard Zhang Rang's plan, he nodded in agreement with satisfaction. However, he sighed again.
Liu Hong knew that this was just a delaying tactic. Sooner or later, he would make a decision.
However, if it was possible, Liu Hong would rather let the remnants of the Yellow Turban thieves be active than issue that decree to Liu Xuan. He had a feeling that if he did that, he would lose something.
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