The Bustle of Home

For centuries, the relationship between Agricultural School and Merchant School has been strained. In the Su Kingdom, where Agricultural School were the majority, although commercial activities were not completely banned, merchants were heavily taxed and the scope of their business activities was restricted. This slowed down the development of capitalism in the Su Kingdom, but it did promote agricultural collectivization and people's communes.

Agricultural School believed that agriculture was the foundation and source of all wealth. A nation seeking stability and prosperity must vigorously develop agriculture, while commerce was seen as the root cause of the destruction and depletion of social wealth. Merchants, they argued, did not create wealth; they merely bought low and sold high, profiting from the difference. Furthermore, merchants needed to eat and wear clothes, consuming large quantities of grain and cloth produced by farmers. Moreover, the disparity between farmers' high labor costs and low returns, and merchants' low input and high output, led to a loss of agricultural labor.

"Hand it over to someone else to manage? Who are you talking about, the government?" Si Jingyu sneered. "Didn't your government just have a lot of shady dealings exposed? Handing it over to these people to manage, are you trying to throw the meat bun to the dog too quickly, so you just throw away the filling and not the wrapper?"

Murong Qing a moment. She also deeply abhorred this kind of thing and wished she could personally bring those high-ranking officials to justice, so naturally she would not defend them.

"Where in the world is there no darkness? Don't you Nation of Beauty have corrupt officials? That's true, your Nation of Beauty officials are all dogs of powerful Lineage. Without their Lineage's permission, they probably wouldn't dare to be corrupt. But those officials with Lineage connections never hold back; they just accept bribes according to the law. Moreover, those on the list are only a small group of people, less than two percent. They don't represent the government. We can't condemn them all. If the wound is festering, we should cut off the rotten flesh, not stab the person to death."

"But it also proves that there are indeed corrupt elements in the government. Can you guarantee that the people sent here don't have their own selfish motives?"

Murong Qing was about to use the Mohist Knight Guard to refute him when Si Jingyu interrupted her, "Actually, after saying all this, you still forgot to consider the feelings of the parties involved. Their thoughts are the most important."

Murong Qing was pondering who the person in question was when she saw Si Jingyu clap her hands, and then several men and women walked over.

Murong Qing recognized these people as mid-level managers of the Heavenly Martial Alliance. They said in unison, "The Heavenly Martial Alliance only has one leader. We don't trust anyone else. Only Leader Sima is worthy of our following!"

Si Jingyu smiled and said, "What do you mean, Lady Murong? Are you going to ignore the feelings of those involved and impose your own ideas on them?"

Murong Qing speechless. Her sense of justice was to stand up for the weak, so she could not ignore the thoughts of the weak, nor could she force others to obey in a domineering manner.

"... Alright, I won't interfere in this matter anymore, and I hope you'll be strict with yourself and not send members of the Si Clan to line their own pockets."

"Don't worry, this is my brother's business. How can I allow anyone else to get their hands on it? Anyone who dares to lay a finger on it, I'll chop off their hand."

Si Jingyu calmly made the promise, knowing that she had won another round.

Aside from the initial disagreements stemming from a lack of understanding of Murong Qing's personality, Si Jingyu eventually figured out the "class monitor's" code of conduct and learned how to "deceive him with reason."

If you talk about interests, I'll tempt you with interests; if you talk about human relationships, I'll move you with human relationships; if you talk about justice, I'll bind you with justice.

The wise dislike those who act arbitrarily and illogically, but can find a way to deal with those who are identifiable. Therefore, it's not just a matter of the Heavenly Martial Alliance's agency rights; Si Ming Si Jingyu has also persuaded Murong Qing about how Si Ming can cleverly get into university.

Her solution was to have Si Ming transfer to the university he wanted to attend as an international student.

Each Su State University has a certain number of places for international students, and the admission standards are much lower than those for domestic students. Furthermore, to perfectly impersonate Si Jingyu's younger brother without leaving any flaws, Si Ming had already transferred his household registration to the Si Clan, thus meeting the requirements.

Of course, the admission requirements for prestigious universities are higher, and places are not so easy to get. Recommendation letters are usually required, but given the Si Clan's status in the Nation of Beauty, it would be a piece of cake for them to produce a few recommendation letters.

Murong Qing could not object to this, because this method neither violated the rules nor violated the system requirements, nor did it involve any backdoor dealings. Although it was suspected of being an export-to-domestic resale, as long as one did not have a grudge against Si Ming, most people would not make a fuss about it.

"Speaking of which, you wouldn't actually be related to Si Ming by blood, would you? You two look about 60% alike, and you share the same surname. Si Ming was an abandoned orphan who grew up without parents..." Murong Qing became increasingly suspicious as she spoke. "There can't really be such a coincidence in the world, can there?"

"Guess." Si Jingyu revealed a mysterious smile. After figuring out the other party's temperament, teasing him was quite interesting.

Unfortunately, Murong Qing saw through her intentions and flatly refused. "No interest. I don't care if he has a sister or who his sister is. It has nothing to do with my decision."

"Those eyes that don't look lost are truly enviable," Si Jingyu sighed. "Sometimes, knowing the answer is worse than not knowing, because once you know the truth, you can't even deceive yourself anymore."

"Hmm?"

Murong Qing puzzled and was about to ask when she heard the other person say, "The ceremony has begun. Let's prepare to depart."

Knowing that this was a tactic the other party didn't want to delve into, Murong Qing didn't press the matter. She turned to look at the altar, where the Formation Method Talismanic Script on the ground began to glow, emitting a scarlet light. The space directly above the altar was torn open, and the condemned prisoners, who were being sacrificed, had their mouths gagged, unable to even scream. They were quickly drained of their flesh and blood, turning into skeletons. This flesh and blood poured into the spatial rift, widening the opening and coalescing into a tunnel of flesh and blood.

The spatial tunnel forcibly cleaved open by the Mohist School Sacred Sword is extremely unstable, therefore it is not allowed for Spirit Transformation cultivators to pass through. In contrast, the spatial tunnel opened by the Flesh and Blood Wormhole Ritual is much more stable.

"If I could, I'd love to find a different way to travel between the two worlds."

Murong Qing frowned in disgust as she looked at the constantly writhing tunnel of flesh and blood. It wasn't out of pity for the heinous death row inmates, but simply because she loathed the sight before her.

If one were a follower of Legalist School, one would never agree to this method. Even death row inmates should be executed according to the law, not used for other purposes. Moreover, many people are still waiting to be executed, which is tantamount to shortening their lifespan prematurely.

But as Murong Qing herself claimed, she was not a disciple of the Legalist School, nor did she believe that criminals had any human rights. Her only attitude towards evil people was "to eradicate evil completely." Although she had compassion and sometimes felt sorry for people, she was far from being a "saintly mother."

Standing in front of the altar, Hongdou saw that the Flesh and Blood Wormhole was complete. She immediately activated her powerful Foundation and used the Higher Vehicle technique of the "Scroll of Space" that she could not use before.

"Boundless and Ever-Present!"

A Law Seals was injected into it, instantly fixing the Flesh and Blood Wormhole in place. At the same time, a Dao Beacon Mark was returned. With this mark, even if Hongdou arrived in the Sea Continent, she could open the space-time tunnel at any time and return to the Heavenly Martial Alliance.

"Although the tunnel is fixed in place, it's only open for a limited time each time, so let's get going."

After counting the number of people, Si Ming, Hongdou, Hualiu, Si Jingyu, Si Shuiyun, Murong Qing, a total of six people, quickly stepped into the Flesh and Blood Wormhole, each using their lightness skills to pass through swiftly.

Not far from the altar, Shen Wumian stood in the crowd seeing them off, watching the alliance leader and others enter the wormhole one by one. He had joined the Heavenly Martial Alliance after that gamble and had been diligently doing missions ever since, because only in this way could his Lineage continue to exist for a longer period of time.

Afterwards, thanks to his merits in the two battles against the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, Shen Wumian is now one of the seven elders. He is regarded by the aristocratic Aristocratic Clan as the hope for revival. Only he knows that the decline of the aristocratic Aristocratic Clan is an inevitable trend, and he does not intend to go against the tide. In the future, he will only be a silent observer and will not cast his vote in the elders' meeting.

After the figure he cared about disappeared from this world, Shen Wumian sighed softly and buried that feeling deep in his heart. From the beginning, he knew that this feeling would not have any result. In the other person's eyes, he was no different from a stranger, so he never thought of speaking up.

Fashan walked over and sighed, "The depth of affection, the length of a relationship, whether it flourishes or withers, all depend on a single thought."

Shen Wumian glanced at it and said, "Master, I have no intention of becoming a monk."

Fashan glanced sideways and said, "Benefactor, even the monks of our Glazed Temple marry and have children."

Shen Wumian silent for a long time, then looked up at the sky and sighed, "So even being single doesn't make you a monk. This world is too cruel. The leader is right, we must have a revolution. We have no choice but to."

Chapter 404 The Lively At Home

The time tunnel used Si Jingyu's Divine Arts as a spatial marker, so the return point was the Si Clan's Water Mirror Manor. However, when everyone landed, they were not greeted with a warm welcome banquet, but with an angry face.

"Si! Jing! Yu!"

Si Huaruo arrived with a furious expression that seemed to want to devour someone, ready to demand an explanation.