Chen Tao blinked, unable to deny that Xu Lie's words held a unique truth; he was absolutely right. Even if a foolish ruler emerged, how could a dynasty simply fall? What about the other ministers? The military generals? Were they all just idle bystanders?
"This is bad. Just look at Chen Tao's expression; I can tell he's about to be swayed by the Second Prince," someone thought.
"Instead of this, shouldn't we marvel at how the Second Prince has uncovered the cyclical nature of feudal dynasties?" another commented.
The audience frequently sent bullet comments, discussing the exchanges between the protagonist and the antagonist. Xu Lie remained undisturbed: if one were to delve deeper, all dynasties could not escape the fundamental reason behind their three-hundred-year fate, which I believe is beneficial. In this era, that benefit is land.
Chen Tao foolishly followed Xu Lie out of the back courtyard and away from the residence, finding himself before an endless expanse of ocean. Despite being a vast body of water, Chen Tao muttered words unrelated to the sea: benefit? Land?
Indeed. Xu Lie gazed at the ocean, peeling back the layers of feudal dynasties: in future times, what constitutes benefit is something we cannot possibly understand from our current standpoint. In this era, land is the greatest benefit.
All Historical Records document a commonality in the twilight years of dynasties: poverty where one cannot find a place to stand, while wealth flourishes in fertile fields. The consolidation of land often becomes the ultimate secret behind the destruction of a dynasty. When people lose even a place to stand and survive, uprisings are bound to erupt; after all, not resisting leads to exhaustion and starvation, while rebellion may result in death in battle or victory.
No matter who it is, if survival means certain death on both sides, one will surely fight with all their might. Thus, they overthrow dynasties and redistribute benefits—namely, land.
Nearby, A Gang couldn't comprehend it all; he simply felt an overwhelming admiration for his prince's prowess in both literature and martial arts, struggling to find other words of praise.
The well-informed Song Qiao was already drenched in cold sweat—was this really something he could understand? He could even faintly sense from his prince's words a lingering bloodlust that had endured through centuries, catching a glimpse of the hidden art of dragon-slaying within those statements!
Chen Tao also felt that the fog before him was thinning; under Xu Lie's guidance, he seemed to see something clearly yet also felt as though he understood nothing at all.
Xu Lie suddenly spread his arms wide as if intending to embrace the entire ocean: "Therefore, we need Kaihai."
The land of Da Qian had become fixed; the land established during the reign of Great Ancestor had gradually become uneven by this generation. If this continued, another dynasty would soon emerge. Instead of fighting several wars that would engulf the entire realm and lead to Blood River, why not venture outward?
The world is not limited to Da Qian; the vastness of foreign lands remains unknown to all. Now, let me tell you.
After embracing the sea, Xu Lie turned around and looked directly at Chen Tao. "Do you wish to possess the Cang Hai Jue all by yourself, using it to navigate the rivers and lakes, earning the title of Hero solely for yourself? Or would you prefer to share it with me, promoting it so that everyone venturing out to sea can cross safely, avoiding a fate of war and suffering?"
The strong charisma of the emotional antagonist, Second Prince, is surprisingly concerned for the people and the nation.
Who could withstand such a proposition? If I were Chen Tao, I would gladly offer the Cang Hai Jue with both hands.
To be honest, in an environment like that of a feudal dynasty which suppresses progress, it is truly remarkable that someone as visionary and proactive as Second Prince could emerge.
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