Chapter 11 The Tyrant Says I Will Be Responsible

The bandits here were surprisingly honest and sincere. They were even very hospitable. They set up the banquet and quickly left the house, leaving the space for the three of them.

There was nothing luxurious on the table, just plain food. How plain was it? There was only a little oil and a few vegetable leaves floating on the table.

Lin Junhuai propped up his arms with his fingers crossed, resting his chin lazily on them, and his pair of round black eyes like cat's eyes looked leisurely at the two people opposite him.

Shen Sinian frowned as he looked at the food, tilted his head to ask the king what he thought, and when he saw Jun Lin nod, he took out silver needles and other instruments to start testing for poison.

The golden-robed youth still had a smile on his lips that was as bright as the sun and made people feel happy, but there was no ripple in his eyes, they were calm... no, it would be better to say that they were frighteningly cold.

His voice was soft: "Why, you don't believe me?"

It was not until Shen Sinian told her that she was safe that Jun Lin smiled back: "It's just that I don't believe there are many people in this world who would have good intentions towards me."

She sat upright, openly and magnanimously, with clear eyes and fearlessness. Slowly, Lin Junhuai's smile disappeared, as cold as the color in his eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

His tone was filled with regret: "I never thought you were still alive."

She lifted the bowl with her slender white fingers and drank the oily vegetable soup in one gulp. Facing the other party's surprised look, she grinned wickedly: "It seems that I have disappointed you."

The leader of the Mohist school must at least know the basic information of the kings of various countries. He knew Jun Lin's appearance, and Jun Lin also knew this, so he did not pretend at the beginning and directly asked Shen Sinian to take out the instruments to check whether the food contained poison.

Lin Junhuai chuckled, and the unreliable aura he had when they first met disappeared completely. He propped his head up with one hand, his black hair drooping down his temples, his eyes dim but with light: "I am very disappointed. During these years of tyranny, have you ever looked at what kind of life your people are leading?"

"To eat this greasy soup every day is already a luxury. If you hadn't imposed heavy taxes and corvée labor, built palaces ruthlessly, ignored state affairs, and lived a life of drunkenness and sleep, how could the great scene have come to this?"

"People, why is it so?"

His tone suddenly became heavier, his expression turned cold, and uncontrollable anger rose in his eyes, a rage that made him want to kill Emperor Jing with his own hands.

Jun Lin sat upright with a solemn look on his face. He had no intention of escaping and faced his eyes, which were filled with anger and hatred.

But Shen Sinian standing aside lowered his long eyelashes and looked so calm that he seemed to be cold.

The air seemed to be frozen, and no one could speak for the people.

"Just as I drink this bowl of oily soup, I will also experience the sufferings of the people. With my own body, I will experience the sufferings of all kinds of sins. Since I have made a mistake, I dare to bear it."

Every word and sentence made a sound when it hit the ground, and its majestic meaning seemed to penetrate the sky.

"Then we will restore the country's economic operation, ease people's livelihood, and grant amnesty to the people. I will once again stand at the top of the world and be recognized by the people."

She was just sitting upright, yet she looked like a giant standing on top of a mountain.

The fierce and violent hurricane wrapped around the heavy snow, hitting her again and again, as if to push her off the cliff, but the man's back was as straight as iron, his robe rustled, and his sleeves were filled with the biting cold, but he still stared into the distance with unyielding eyes.

One step forward is the abyss.

It was the abyss she created herself, and it was also the abyss that everyone wanted to push her into.

The emperor, facing a desperate situation, made a desperate decision and said: "It's just one country, I can afford it alone."

Otherwise, how can we unify the world and take on the remaining four countries in the future?

She was already prepared for enlightenment.

Shen Sinian tilted his head to look at her intently, his heart pounding restlessly, then he lowered his eyelashes and looked away, lowering his head with a slight raise of his lips.

Although he did not mind what kind of king he served, he now deeply realized that he would also be happy because of the other party's confidence, strength, responsibility, fearlessness and tenacity.

Lin Junhuai put down the arm that was supporting his head, his heart was burning, he slowly sat up straight, and couldn't help but face the emperor as if he were a distinguished guest.

He had to admit that for a moment he was touched by her words.

The young man in the golden robe said in a hoarse voice: "Anyone can say nice things, but what can you do? Even the officials in the court have given up on Jingguo's current situation. How can you make a weathered rotten tree come back to life?"

How do you turn things around when the whole world knows it's impossible?

The coldness in his eyes soon returned. Lin Junhuai did not approve of someone who only talked empty words.

"How?"

She held her sleeves and chuckled.

"When there is a shortage of food, we grow food; when there is a disease, we treat it; when there is a flood, we dredge the river; when there is a shortage of money, we allocate funds; when there is a shortage of labor service and taxes, we reduce labor service and taxes, and support the people's livelihood and economy."

Jun Lin's eyes were sharp: "We have to do it step by step, right?"

Lin Junhuai was amused by her straightforward answer. He held his belly with his hands and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes: "Which emperor doesn't understand this principle? But how many people can really do it? Not to mention that your Jing country doesn't have the strength to support you to do these..."

"I am willing to seek the right path."

Jun Lin resolutely interrupted him before he could finish his words.

"I have used the principles of loving each other, benefiting each other, respecting the virtuous, respecting the same, saving money, and frugality as the way to govern the country. Do you still think you can't do it?"

Lin Junhuai's eyes widened. After all, he was still a teenager. His character was far from being as mature as Jun Lin. Ripples appeared in his eyes.

She was talking about the Mohist proposition.

How could he deny that his own school was not good enough?

Among all the schools of thought, does she want to use Mohist thought as the philosophy for governing the country?

The Snowland is dominated by Taoism, the Southern Xinjiang is dominated by Yin-Yang School, the Ze State is dominated by Agriculture, the Yue State is dominated by Confucianism, and should the Jing State choose Mohism?

Jun Lin stood up, and walked to his side leisurely, extending his slender white hand with full sincerity: "How about it? Trust me again, would the Mohist School be willing to urge me to work hard with me?"

This means that Emperor Jing promised the people a future of "universal love throughout life".

how?

The two words kept echoing in his ears. Lin Junhuai looked straight into her eyes, which were the place most likely to reveal a person's emotions.

But after watching for a long time, I didn't find any clues, just fire.

He saw a bright, burning flame in those black eyes, burning firmly and violently, which made him want to trust her again.

The young man in the golden robe was silent for a long time, then he took her hand and suddenly showed his usual brilliant smile, with a lovely innocent face: "If the effect in the future is not what I want, the Mohist disciples will come to assassinate you."

“Zheng——”

It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and Shen Sinian had already placed the sword on his neck with a cold look in his eyes.

Lin Junhuai was still smiling, and Jun Lin also laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, I won't give you this chance."

Lin Junhuai looked at the man in front of him, who was completely different from the tyrannical man before, and couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind.

Emperor Jing.

With his hands clasped in his sleeves, he stood like a pine tree, his golden robe highlighting his slightly slender figure.

The same is true of Emperor Jing, who is tall but slender, with shoulders thinner than those of ordinary men. Can he shoulder the responsibility of a country in such a ruin?

he……

Lin Junhuai paused, then withdrew his gaze and unnecessary thoughts with a strange look on his face.

Before I knew it, I was attracted by this man.

But in a few years he would be taller than she was, with stronger shoulders.