Chapter 22: Heartfelt



Hearing this, Qu Duan simply threw away the other person's sleeve and stomped his feet... Although he usually didn't bother to pretend, this drunken loss of composure was really rare:

"A true man is born into this world, and he lives for generations, not just this one lifetime! After the turmoil in the world, I was determined to do great things and become famous for generations, but I had a high opinion of myself, and I felt that everything should be done by me. I only saw others as obstacles, and I didn't even take the government and the court seriously... Outsiders said that I was domineering, I admit it, and they said that I had a rebellious heart, I dare not deny it either."

"It's all in the past." Even the Grand Master came to persuade him.

Qu Duan ignored him completely. At this point, he just picked up the Lanqiao Fengyue wine pot beside him, tilted his head back and gulped down a few mouthfuls, then threw it on the ground, and continued to sigh with a mouth full of alcohol:

"But who would have thought that someone as arrogant as me would actually meet this emperor? The strength of an emperor does not lie in his talent or virtue, but in his ability to always be tolerant of others and use the heroes of the world... I have never been convinced that this emperor could use Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, or even Li Yanxian. Everyone knows that such people are heroes of the world... But I never thought that the emperor could use Zhang Jun, an old man obsessed with money, a bandit like Zhang Rong, a crude warrior like Wang De, and could tolerate useless trash like you without finding fault with you and chopping you down or confiscating your property. In the end, he could even let bygones be bygones and use a domineering person like me! Then I can only admit it!"

The two pairs of father and son nearby wanted to curse at the useless waste, but when they heard the last sentence of the other party, they didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Wang." Qu Duan finished speaking in one breath, feeling much more relaxed, and he grabbed Wang Shuzhan's sleeve again and said, "Just now, we talked about it. You know, experience or not experience makes a world of difference... Have you ever thought that if Empress Dowager Yuanyou is coming, those people in Yangzhou will most likely be unable to sit still... These people have been hiding behind and enjoying wealth and luxury for many years, and have never seen any war or danger. Aren't they a group of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered? It's not like Tokyo, where even an honest person like the Grand Master has been so experienced that the government can't catch him even if they want to?"

"Qu Jiedu means..."

"What I mean is... the emperor has never let anyone down. As long as you don't involve the queen mother, no matter how you arrange it, as long as you give the emperor the handle of that group of people, so that the emperor can make a fortune, do you still worry that you and your son have no future? Even if the emperor still remembers the alchemist's mess, he will take revenge on your son! He will never sell you out!" At this point, Qu Duan couldn't help but flicked the other's waist, which was already bloated. "If you can make money for the emperor, it is equivalent to bringing in a real alchemist... Is what happened that day still a big deal?"

Wang Shuzhan and his son Wang Ruohai were both thoughtful.

Zhao Shi and his son next to them wanted to speak, but in the end they remained silent.

After getting drunk, everyone went home.

A few days later, the New Year arrived and the eighth year of Jianyan arrived as scheduled. Before the Lantern Festival, Empress Dowager Yuanyou, who had made great contributions to the enthronement of Emperor Zhao, finally arrived in Tokyo. Accompanying her were countless powerful and wealthy people who had fled to Yangzhou during the Jingkang Incident.

The last group of people from the prosperous era of the past, who were also the most conservative and cowardly group, finally returned to the prosperous Tokyo after seven or eight years.

You know what, maybe it’s because it’s filled with feudalism and monarchy... The air in Tokyo seems so sweet and fresh.

PS: Thanks to Uncle Xiong for the reward, and thanks to it6 from the livestock shed for his support. This book has been written for a year and already has 160 alliance leaders.

Continue to wish you all a happy new year!

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