Chapter 323

For the next two full days, Wei Yuan had nothing to do, Prince Ying's troops had nothing to do, and the border troops continued to pick up trash to eat.

There wasn't much trash left.

All three sides turned a blind eye to the central secret vault, and then two hundred bare-bottomed men wandered to the secret vault area, accidentally discovering that two secret vaults were still there.

As for their fifty light cavalry companions, they died silently in the hands of the Liao tribesmen during the chaos of the previous few days, and their armor turned into other people's clothes.

In the main hall of the base camp, the Jin King lowered his eyes and never said that the autumn hunt was over.

When the Jin King didn't move, no one else could move. Fortunately, everyone had cultivation, so they all looked at their noses and hearts, and quietly did their homework. After all, the Heaven and Earth Chessboard is playing Wei Yuan's big face all day long, and everyone is about to count Wei Yuan's eyebrows, so there is really nothing to watch.

Only Prince Fu was young, and after sitting for only one day, he couldn't stand it, shouting that he wanted to eat and drink water. The Jin King thought he was noisy, so he ordered someone to send him out of the main hall. When Wang Gan received the news, he hurried over to carry Prince Fu back to the palace to give him water and food.

But after Concubine Yuan received the news, she came over, asked about the process, and without saying a word, waved her hand and gave a slap!

This slap was extremely heavy, and a handprint instantly appeared on Prince Fu's face. He immediately wailed and cried, and while crying, said: "You dare to hit me, I want to tell my father!"

Wang Gan stood by, wanting to persuade, but was a little afraid.

Concubine Yuan ignored the crying Prince Fu and said to the maid beside her: "Prince Fu is so ignorant, it must be that someone around him instigated him. Come, arrest the eunuchs and palace maids who serve Prince Fu closely, and sink them into the pond."

After giving the order, she turned and left, leaving Wang Gan without a chance to say a word.

Prince Fu jumped and cried, but the maids left on the scene were all Concubine Yuan's maids, who ignored him at all and took away the eunuchs and palace maids around Prince Fu one by one.

Wang Gan sighed and could only turn and leave.

On the morning of the third day, the feeling of being watched finally disappeared, and Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Maintaining the perfect look for two days and two nights in a row, even he was a little sore now.

Wei Yuan just stretched, and suddenly felt a pool of hot, sticky, and heavy things poured on his head, an indescribable smell of decay, decline, and the re-fermentation of various things rotting rushed to his nose, reached his palate, and then pierced through the palate to the brain, breaking through the top of his head, giving Wei Yuan the feeling of swallowing a large mouthful of corpse liquid mixed with mustard.

His perception was keen, almost a natural supernatural power, but at this time it became a disaster. Ordinary people might not be able to feel the taste at all, but Wei Yuan could feel the delicate layers in this taste, and could also perceive the subtle changes in it, and every point of change was clear in his heart.

It's like eating a mouthful of shit, and then instinctively distinguishing its year, origin, whether it contains the taste of green vegetables or pork ribs, and whether the producer has any hidden illnesses, and so on.

Wei Yuan could no longer bear it, knelt on the ground and retched, vomiting both clear water and yellow water.

Those invisible, sticky things were still falling continuously, endlessly. In a hurry, Wei Yuan's primordial spirit turned into a Heaven-Swallowing Toad, looked up and took a big mouthful, swallowed the remaining stickiness, and then shook it fiercely several times, tearing it off from the large sticky body high in the void.

"Finally gone." Wei Yuan's face was frighteningly pale, truly experiencing weakness, vomiting until he couldn't even stand up.

Xu Yi came over to help him up, and the knights raised their guns to guard the surroundings, not understanding where the enemy came from.

Wei Yuan waved his hand and said weakly: "It's okay, it's my body... something happened, it will be fine in a while." At this time, in the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, the sky was no longer deep darkness, but covered with a layer of surging dark red. It was like a pool of mucus, covering the sky of the Ten Thousand Li Heshan. If you don't look carefully, it looks like the sunset glow, beautiful and desperate.

This dark red sky was transformed by the Western Jin national fortune, and looking at the decay and decline aura that filled it, Wei Yuan sighed.

The Western Jin national fortune is a help, a capital for becoming Dao, even if it is near decay. It makes the Ten Thousand Li Heshan more complete, and with the sky, there is a foundation for forming wind and rain, making the entire Dao Foundation move a big step closer to the real world. And this is often a step that should only be taken after the Master Yu Jing.

That is to say, Wei Yuan now has more or less a little of the supernatural power of the Master Yu Jing True Lord.

But it is also a restraint and a shackle. The entire national fortune turned into a dome and buckled on the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, integrated at the end of the earth, and seeped into the Ten Thousand Li Heshan bit by bit. At this time, the Ten Thousand Li Heshan are like a beast that has fallen into a spider web; although it will not fall, its actions are hindered. If you don't completely reverse and refine the national fortune, you cannot achieve the Mind-Reflection World and achieve the Master Yu Jing.

Wei Yuan's attainments in the way of national fortune are already quite profound. After the Western Jin national fortune fell on the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, he observed the fluctuations of the Western Jin national fortune outside again, and he had a count in his heart: this piece of dark red actually accounted for one-tenth of the entire Western Jin national fortune!

National fortune is an invisible thing, existing everywhere and nowhere. Whether it is high in the void or in the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, it is the Western Jin national fortune and part of the whole. It's just that this part is bound to Wei Yuan; if it is good, the Western Jin is good, and if it is bad, it is the same.

But after falling on the Ten Thousand Li Heshan, it is different from the overall national fortune. If Wei Yuan refines it better, most of the benefits will be enjoyed by himself, and a small part will be shared with the entire Western Jin. Even if Wei Yuan turns it into the flourishing splendor like when the Taizu founded the country, he can still occupy at least half of the benefits, and vice versa.

It's just that looking at this Western Jin national fortune, Wei Yuan feels that it is not far from the fall of the country, and no matter how he acts perversely, it won't be much worse.

So this national fortune is all a drag for Wei Yuan at this moment, and it is of no help in resolving the Great Causal Curse. At this time, if the Shaman tribe casts a Great Causal Curse, the Western Jin will definitely suffer natural disasters and the people will be in misery, but the backlash of karma that follows will definitely make Wei Yuan drink a pot, which is more terrifying than the Great Causal Curse.

At that time, Wei Yuan would be equivalent to a small half of the monarch of a fallen country, and there would definitely be a stroke in the history books for future generations to scold.

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However, the national fortune has come down, is the autumn hunt over?

In the main hall of the base camp, the Jin King put down the large gold cup in his hand and picked up a small gold spoon from the desk; the spoon was only the size of a thumb cover. The Jin King gently scooped with the spoon, and there were some inexplicable things in the spoon, and then he came to the sand table and poured the contents of the spoon into it.

The Military Governor of Yunxiang, Lu Wenbai, suddenly saw his aura rise sharply, both surprised and happy, left his seat and knelt down, saying repeatedly: "Thank you for the grace of the Holy King!"

However, while his aura rose, his face flashed with paleness; he should have also tasted the feeling of national fortune being added to his body. It's just that he is not as naturally supernatural as Wei Yuan, and his perception is not so delicate.

At this time, Lu Wenbai was still a little confused, not understanding how he became the second place, when there were clearly Prince Ying and the border troops. He quietly glanced at the gold cup, and there was a hint of regret in his eyes; that cup was really big, more than ten times the small spoon?

Wei Yuan held the Buddha's feet temporarily, recalling various knowledge about national fortune.

There are multiple factors in the amount and change of a country's fortune, and it is not just a fulcrum of the royal family. Part of the national fortune is scattered within the territory, part is based on the common people, and part is based on the officials, celebrities, and aristocratic families; these people are also called the foundation of governing the world.

If we talk about proportions, the Jin royal family accounts for about 30% to 40%, of which the Jin King naturally accounts for the majority. Now Wei Yuan has divided one-tenth of the national fortune, and this part also comes from the royal family. With the rise and fall, although it is not as good as the Jin King, it must far exceed the Crown Prince.

Wei Yuan fell into deep thought; measuring the relationship between himself and the Jin King with national fortune, it seems that he should really be recognized as a foster father.

It's just that thinking of Concubine Yuan, it's a bit strange.

(End of chapter)