Chapter 1547: A Small Horse Pulling a Large Cart

It is said that the dignity of a true deity cannot be violated. But conversely, this also means that the bottom line of a heavenly deity has little elasticity and is easily tested by others.

It is truly not difficult to anger them; just step on their bottom line a few more times.

King Yao naturally didn't want to step on it, but in He Lingchuan's view, this country had already stepped on it quite a bit. Now He Lingchuan would help him step on it one more time, and with extreme force, striving to reach the goal in one step and wear down the other side's bottom line.

This group of people for the capital's eastern expansion had gone through more than a month of grinding and high-intensity training, and they had already developed a conditioned reflex to execute the instructions he issued. Whatever he told them to do, no one raised any questions, including Prince Wang Zirui.

Of course, He Lingchuan also kept a watchful eye; the people sent to dismantle the Xilin Temple, those who transported the materials back and sorted them into piles, and those who assembled the Huan Biao were not the same group of people, not even the same few groups.

He broke these two matters down into countless procedures, with people doing each procedure, and only doing a little bit.

The capital's expansion was a super-large construction site, and everyone working here was only responsible for their own duties, unable to care about anything else;

Every day, countless materials popped out from who knows where; who could trace their source? Who wanted to trace their source? They couldn't even finish the work in their own hands, tired to death every day; who had the heart to meddle in other people's business? When He Lingchuan ordered the installation, the teams naturally lifted their hands and did it, without even thinking too much—so many times in the past, listening to He Lingchuan was always right; would this time be any different?

"Logically speaking, before the capital's eastern expansion project settles down, I am safe."

King Yao needed him, the Yao officials needed him, and Tianshui City needed him. He used this "demand" to counter the malice of the temple and Qingyang toward him.

The mirror insisted on finding fault: "And what if it's not logically speaking?"

"There is another possibility—" He Lingchuan said with a flat tone, predicting something cruel, "This project itself might not even have a day when it settles down. By then, Tianshui City itself will be turned upside down; who will be able to care about me?"

The mirror clicked its tongue: "You have finally revealed your true colors."

"The Yao Nation dares to start the capital's eastern expansion in this way; that is a small horse pulling a large cart, overestimating its own strength!" He Lingchuan laughed, "Everything has its pros and cons. How could there be a way that both expands Tianshui and fills the national treasury; that both bulges the pockets of the monarch and his ministers, and makes the common people happy?"

If they couldn't even understand this simple logic, then the Yao court deserved to suffer later.

"But didn't it also get moving? And with your help, at that."

"I said long ago, the most dangerous part of this plan is not the start, but after it gets running!" He Lingchuan lifted the carriage curtain; the sun had already come out, and they were walking step by step into the radiance of the morning sun, "Do you think that after the large cart is truly running, the direction and speed are still decided by the small horse in front?"

The mirror imagined the scene and couldn't help but say: "The small horse is the most pitiful at that time."

It is being pushed forward against its will; once its pace slows down, it will probably be crushed into a meat patty by the large cart.

The master was still so ruthless, as always.

"King Yao and the officials of the Yao court are blinded by greed; they only see the benefits but cannot see the risks." He Lingchuan said indifferently, "Whether they are the horse or the cart, it doesn't matter anymore. I will lead them to crash into things they shouldn't have crashed into, couldn't crash into, and didn't dare to crash into."

King Yao, the Yao officials, and the Yao Nation had already been bundled onto the same war chariot.

No matter who wanted to jump off halfway, it was too late.

Under He Lingchuan's guidance, the first target this war chariot crashed into was Miaozhantian.

"Can this move of yours really offend Miaozhantian severely?" The mirror asked curiously, "Misappropriating a few old stones, I don't think that's a big deal. Doesn't Miaozhantian have even this much breadth of mind?"

"The matter itself is not big; the key lies in the attitude." He Lingchuan said slowly, "The Yao Nation's attitude toward Miaozhantian, toward the heavenly deities."

"This kind of collision, maybe you need to do it a few more times to have an effect?"

"You forgot? There is still a Qingyang here!" Qingyang had been keeping a low profile recently and rarely spoke in the court. King Yao might be high-spirited, thinking he had finally suppressed her. But He Lingchuan knew that Qingyang, lurking on the side, was the one who was increasingly dangerous.

"She has at least two characteristics." He Lingchuan held up a finger, "When facing an enemy, she waits for an opportunity and never lets go of any chance."

"And the other one?"

"Unscrupulous; at critical moments, she is very good at sacrificing others to fulfill herself."

"Ah?" The mirror was confused, "Where did you see that?"

Naturally, from the Panlong world, He Lingchuan touched his chin.

On the front line of Jin Tao, the young Lu Wushuang was just a supervisor of the Western Luo army. What could she do if she wanted to seize higher military power and achieve the fame and success that belonged to her? Borrow He Lingchuan's hand to squeeze out Bai Mojie, who commanded the Beijia army.

If she could be ruthless toward "her own people" when she was young, would she have mercy when dealing with a Yao Nation when she was old? That old woman's heart was harder than stone.

"If Qingyang wants to teach the Yao Nation a harsh lesson, she won't let go of such a good opportunity."

The mirror was surprised: "Is this an opportunity you specially arranged for Qingyang?"

How many steps had this master calculated? "The deities of the Shali Heaven already said that the Holy Venerable Lingxu is very dissatisfied with the Yao Nation, but the Yao Nation worships Miaozhantian as its main deity. If Qingyang wants to teach the Yao Nation and King Yao a harsh lesson, she at least has to obtain Miaozhantian's consent, right?"

"As for Beijia... Qingyang was sent here to be the supervisor; doesn't that just show that the Yao Nation's wings have hardened and it wants to break free from Beijia's control?" The desire for independence and freedom is the instinct of a country, "But how can Beijia tolerate that? Her arrival itself is an extremely dangerous signal to the Yao Nation. Otherwise, why didn't Beijia send a supervisor to the Yao Nation in the past two hundred years, and why specifically this year?"

"Did you notice that these few things happened almost at the same time." He Lingchuan shook his head, "In my view, the Yao Nation's situation is as precarious as a pile of eggs, and to describe it as tottering is not an exaggeration. Yet the monarch and ministers in the court are oblivious to the crisis right under their noses."

"Is it really that dangerous?" The Soul-Consuming Mirror asked curiously, "Why do I see this country still looking like it's enjoying peace and prosperity?"

"The Yao Nation has been established for nearly two hundred years and has enjoyed peace for too long. The current monarch has already developed a dullness and cannot truly feel the pettiness of the heavenly deities or the terror of Beijia." The sun rose, shining brilliantly, and He Lingchuan lowered the carriage curtain, "This is a major strategic misjudgment, and it is also our best opportunity."

If he wants to achieve his goal in Tianshui City, he must ruin the relationship between the Yao Nation's heavenly deities and Beijia.

Judging from the current situation, the speed of this relationship's deterioration is very fast.

That is enough; neither the heavenly deities nor Beijia have much patience. ===== CHAPTER 1548 =====