Chapter 670: Meeting Again

Chapter 670: Meeting Again

Although the huge Han Empire is now in decay, the real conflict in everyone's eyes is still the struggle between imperial power and the aristocratic families.

This is a meat-eater's world.

No one cares about how the people below are living or whether they can survive.

As more and more land is annexed, homeless people have no choice but to sell themselves to those "noble people". If they are lucky, they can not only survive, but even live a good life.

But these are only a few after all, and most of them are treated as consumables and finally die in some unknown corner.

This is what Zhang Jiao saw.

He did not have the knowledge of later generations. He only knew that the Liu family's world was sick, but it was easy to treat people, but he had no experience in how to heal the world.

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

The old man who couldn't tell his age, with his cracked palms, drank the talisman water in the pottery bowl in one gulp, and he became much more energetic.

"Is this year my father-in-law?"

Zhang Jiao was doing what he always did before, but now he was the only one around him, and he had to see the talisman water being drunk to feel relieved.

"I'm thirty-two!"

The old man raised three fingers with a little pride in his tone.

Thirty-two.

Zhang Jiao pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't know what to say.

This is the third place after killing the county magistrate. What I saw is still the same as before. There are people who can't live everywhere. In addition, in recent years, natural disasters have continued, food has decreased, and all kinds of tragic things have happened. It has become a common thing.

But on the contrary, the lives of those wealthy gentry, noble families, and wealthy families not only did not get worse, but became more and more extravagant.

I heard that His Majesty, who is far away in Luoyang, is going to build a new palace.

The reason is also very simple. His original place can no longer accommodate more and more beauties.

How to govern this world?

Seeing more and more poor people coming after hearing the news, Zhang Jiao numbly handed out the talisman water one by one. The smiling faces filled his heart with pain.

The world shouldn't be like this!

Where exactly is the answer?

Zhang Jiao didn't know how he left. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had arrived at the river unknowingly.

The moonlight reflects on the water, and the waves caused by the breeze make it look full of illusory beauty.

Gululu.

Along with the growling of his stomach, the smell of food came from the right. Zhang Jiao subconsciously walked over. After about a hundred steps, he saw a fire burning under a big tree, and at the same time, a familiar face came into view. eye.

"It's you?"

He cried out in surprise.

Amber flipped the branches in her hands, and the oil on the fish belly dripped onto the flames, making a hissing sound, and the fragrance became stronger.

"What a coincidence, Taoist Priest, where are your two disciples?"

"They have returned to secular life."

Zhang Jue strode forward and finally sat down opposite him: "I didn't expect that we could still meet."

"Fate is a very wonderful thing."

Amber smiled slightly. He didn't expect that he would meet the other party again if he just went out for a late-night snack: "Compared to last time, Taoist priest, your complexion is not very good."

"There is something on my mind."

Zhang Jiao suddenly raised his head as he spoke, and looked straight over: "Your Excellency said last time that it is difficult to save the world. Pindao has also been thinking about this issue recently, but he doesn't know where to start."

"oh?"

Amber stopped flipping his hands and said, "What has the Taoist Master experienced to have such thoughts?"

"Oh, it's actually nothing. I'm just very disappointed."

Zhang Jiao sighed and looked at the stars in the sky and said quietly: "Physical diseases can be cured, but if the human heart is broken, it is difficult to cure with medicine and stone. If it is just one or two, it is like this all over the world. That would be terrible." ”

"So, you plan to save the world?"

Although Amber was asking, her tone was very sure.

The person opposite finally took that road, which also meant that he was already dead.

"Please give me some advice."

Zhang Jiao had no intention of denying it, "I'm ashamed to say that as early as last month, Pindao was already a wanted criminal like you by the imperial court."

"With your temperament, you definitely don't kill for yourself."

Amber tore the already grilled fish in half and sent it aside: "I don't dare to give you advice, but it doesn't hurt to say a few words."

"Thank you."

Zhang Jiao took the food and immediately started eating it.

The fish these days has a strong earthy smell, and there are many thorns, and the fact that it is grilled makes the smell even stronger.

But even so, he still ate with gusto and was not willing to waste even a trace of fish meat.

Amber just watched quietly until half of the fish was eaten, and then slowly said: "You don't have to be so polite. In fact, I appreciate you very much."

At this point, he stopped, as if he was organizing his words. Zhang Jiao was not in a hurry, but sat cross-legged on the ground and waited quietly.

After a long time.

"There is no way to govern this world."

A few fluttering words fell into Zhang Jiao's ears, and his expectant expression instantly dimmed: "Is there really nothing we can do?"

"No, there is a way."

Amber denied his statement. Looking at the other party's puzzled eyes, he whispered: "Today's world is not so much the Liu family's kingdom, but rather the emperor and the nobles share the world, and the rest are just cattle and horses. But this is not right. The world should belong to everyone in the world, yours and mine."

If Zhang Jue heard these words before those things happened, he would definitely sneer.

Since ancient times, the idea of ​​monarchs and ministers has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and it cannot be shaken by a few words.

"But. What does this have to do with ruling the world?"

He asked puzzledly.

"If you can't rule it, overthrow it."

Amber didn't keep him in suspense, and said directly: "Rebuilding from the ruins is much easier than rejuvenating an old man."

"Overthrow? Rebellion?"

Zhang Jue was stunned.

"Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of the same species?"

Amber also started to eat fish, but spit it out after just one bite.

Just when he was about to give the things away, he was stopped by Zhang Jue, "If you don't want to eat, let me eat it."

"Take it."

Amber threw the branch over.

"Can I really do it?"

Zhang Jue gnawed the fish meat and fell into self-doubt.

The Taiping Yaoshu he practiced was all-encompassing, including Taoism, thunder magic, calling the wind and rain, and making soldiers out of beans. If he spent more time to make Taoist soldiers and yellow turban warriors, he could let an ordinary person face off against ordinary military generals.

And if he could form a battle formation, it would be even more amazing.

In terms of strength, Zhang Jue asked himself that he was not inferior to anyone in the world.

But even so, the prestige accumulated by the Han Dynasty for three hundred years could not bring him any confidence.

"Of course you can't do it alone, but you are not alone."

Amber's eyes were deep.