Chapter 772: Innate Talent

Wow!

Jian Zhongyi was taken away by skilled hands and locked in the dungeon.

The previously calm high hall erupted in an instant, with discussions breaking out.

Ran Zhongshi looked toward Xu Yuelong.

The Huazhu County levee burst had long been settled, and the punishment imposed would not be changed. Today, more than half of the River Po Office was dispatched just to sit and suppress the scene, acting as witnesses and joining the excitement. But as they joined, how did they end up with such a big deal?

Blue Lake was located at the border of the Great Snow Mountain and the area actually controlled by Great Shun, with both sides occupying half. It belonged to the upper reaches of the Huai River and was the largest lake in the area.

If something went wrong with it, flowing downstream and polluting the entire Huai River was no empty talk.

To think the Great Snow Mountain had such wolfish ambitions!

In a place of bitter cold and poverty, they had quietly brewed such a big fart!

"Is it really only Jian Zhongyi who can eliminate the evil methods of the Great Snow Mountain?" Someone questioned. "He's playing the idea of paying with death and then redeeming sins through service, right?"

"The Great Snow Mountain's cultivation methods are special, and the methods they lay out have many tricks. It's not so easy to handle. I think it's not that it must be Jian Zhongyi, but without Jian Zhongyi to handle it, the progress will be much slower. If an accident occurs, no one can bear the consequences!"

Consequences, two heavy words.

Counting the large and small tributaries, the Huai River's coverage area was extremely vast, and the number of common people living by the river was countless.

Compared to the pollution of the entire Huai River, a levee bursting in one county was insignificant!

"The old monk was right!"

Liang Qu pondered.

Daring to expose it meant being prepared.

Jian Zhongyi's move was undoubtedly using the evil of the Great Snow Mountain to save his own life.

The imperial court's death penalty was paid for with the lives of clan elders.

The old monk's pursuit was blocked by all living beings in the world.

"Why does it feel like things are getting chaotic?" Ke Wenbin scratched his head. "There's a drought in the middle reaches of the Yellow Sand River this year, right? The Northern Court is moving south, the Southern Frontier..."

"Chaotic? What's chaotic about it!" Xu Yuelong interrupted. "The Northern Court hasn't dispatched a Martial Saint, and the Southern Frontier hasn't crossed swords. Just a few plans that haven't come true, what kind of chaos is that?"

Zuo Heng of the Demon Hunting Division nodded in agreement.

"Prefect Xu is right. During the Battle of Flowing Gold Sea back then, did you think Great Shun was only fighting the Northern Court? Smelling the scent of blood and swarming up is the truth.

Before the Flowing Gold Sea battle, the Southern Frontier and the Great Snow Mountain all jumped out. The west and south, several prefectures were all swallowed up, and most were snatched away. That was truly dangerous. But wasn't it suppressed in the end?

Furthermore, if it's really as Jian Zhongyi said, our time is still quite ample."

Even though destruction is easier than repair.

With the Huai River's vast volume, how could it be polluted just by saying so?

The consequences were serious, but it was also true that doing it was fraught with difficulties.

Dinner.

Su Guishan was so busy he couldn't touch the ground and had no time to eat. Liang Qu explained the matter to the old monk.

"Ten years?"

The old monk flicked his prayer beads.

The Great Snow Mountain had been preparing for nearly sixty years. From now until completion, it would be about ten years.

The evil monk who walked out of the Great Snow Mountain back then collected disaster energy and evil energy just for convenience. The real purpose was actually to arrange pollution methods around the Blue Sea!

"Master, in that fight you had back then, how many Perfected Forms were there?"

"Two. One Heavenly Human Jiang Zongshi, one Great Jiang Zongshi. The rest were several Hunting Tiger disciples. Only one Heavenly Human Jiang Zongshi died on the spot. The subsequent ones were all killed by my constant pursuit. Killing all the way to Qingzhou, the one beside Jian Zhongyi was the last Hunting Tiger Great Martial Artist. It took the longest time. No wonder I lived in Pingyang Prefecture for several years and couldn't find them. I thought they were good at hiding, but it turned out they had already died."

Amazing!

Worthy of the title Vajra King. Living under the same roof, understanding gradually increased. Liang Qu had long felt that an ordinary Perfected Form Jiang Zongshi couldn't handle the old monk at all, let alone cause him injury.

"If only the Dragon King were here." Long Yao supported her chin.

"It's precisely because the Dragon King isn't here that such things happen." Long Eying stroked Long Yao's head.

"Eh, my little head almost couldn't be saved."

Guan Congjian held his rice bowl, heard the ins and outs, lost most of his appetite, and couldn't help but knock on his own forehead.

"Feeling influenced by 'Greed, Hatred, and Delusion' is all deceitful nonsense. Good people don't live long, how can such a person survive? Jiang Zongshi, Master, if the imperial court didn't have the saying of paying with death and handled it directly as a death penalty, would people like Prefect Jian... Jian Zhongyi dare to do bad things?"

"No."

Liang Qu shook his head.

No need for the old monk to come, he could solve this question.

"If there were no concessions, a small number of people would indeed not dare to break the law, but most people who dare to break it rely on a fluke mentality."

"Fluke mentality?"

"If you go to rob ten taels of silver on the road, would you think you could afford the consequences of ten years in prison, and therefore go rob?"

Guan Congjian was thoughtful: "No, because he thinks he won't be caught! There's no ten years in prison at all!"

"Same principle."

"Master is high!" Guan Congjian gave a thumbs up, then had a new question. "But if it's a fluke mentality, why would Jian Zhongyi confess himself? Shouldn't he keep hiding it?"

"Because he doesn't have a fluke mentality." Liang Qu put down his porcelain bowl. Leaving Pingyang Prefecture City, he had already understood. "Jian Zhongyi doesn't rely on a fluke mentality, but on weighing the pros and cons. He is truly the kind of person who considers that he can sit in prison for ten years, and therefore goes to commit the crime."

Jian Zhongyi's situation was quite rare.

He "knew clearly."

He clearly knew what he wanted, clearly knew whether he could have it, and how to get it.

This perspective...

It is very difficult for people to break away from the influence of their environment and status, to judge the pros and cons of things from a higher perspective, and to make the correct choice.

When in school, a good student with excellent grades, being late once, forgetting to write homework once, would feel the sky had collapsed. But after struggling for life for several years, looking back, the lateness of the past was just an insignificant trifle.

Similarly, people in society who have never committed a crime, because of a moment of impulse, are imprisoned and regret it endlessly. But if they commit a crime once and are released, facing the predicament again, the world is a completely different scene for them.

So either don't commit it, or be a habitual offender.

It's not just a matter of age growth, but experience.

A person who has read books with children in the academy for sixty years definitely doesn't have a higher real psychological age than a sixteen-year-old who lost both parents and went out to work early.

Liang Qu was around twenty, but he had died once, plus the completely different experience of his previous life, allowing him to jump out of his current status many times to judge some things.

Jian Zhongyi's situation belonged to an alternative "innate talent."

A normal official simply cannot break the cognitive shackles defined by his status, repeatedly "jumping," decisively abandoning everything to get what he wants.

Guan Congjian also figured out a few ways.

Not to mention admiration, just feeling troublesome, like a black snake startled out of the grass when he was a child, swimming quickly past his ankle.

"Suddenly such a thing happened, the River Po Office must be very busy, Master, can you make it?"

"It's okay." Liang Qu really didn't expect that before dealing with the Eight-Clawed King, another big event would break out in Pingyang Prefecture. "But Prefect Xu said I don't need to worry about this for now, let me rest assured and contact the Sea Shopkeeper."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 773 =====