Chapter 197 The Devil's Flower

The wise see the wisdom, and the lust see the lust.

Xiao Fan and Taixu have completely different views on the same thing. It was originally a matter of national destiny, but Taixu insisted on putting Xiao Fan into the circle of traitors. This fact made Xiao Fan very depressed.

Is it because Taixu is a lustful person, or is it because Xiao Fan is a lustful person in the eyes of others?

"Master, what kind of person am I like in your eyes?" Xiao Fan couldn't help asking. At this moment, he suddenly became curious about how others evaluated him.

Taixu glanced at him sideways, hummed two monosyllables from his nostrils, and said slowly: "You are a bastard."

"But I am very handsome..." Xiao Fan was a little unwilling.

"Then you are just a handsome bastard at most."

Xiao Fan thought about it and felt that this evaluation was unobjective.

This is a dialectical question, and everyone is a bastard in his eyes.

"Okay, no matter what I am, Master, do you have the kind of medicine I just mentioned?"

Taixu looked alert and said, "What do you want this medicine?"

"I have been mentally empty recently. I want to take a few medicines to get rid of my loneliness. Do you believe me if I say that?"

"Don't believe it!"

"Then don't ask so much nonsense. Give me the prescription quickly. This is a secret of the court, and you don't understand it even if you say it." Xiao Fan was a little impatient.

Taixu rolled his eyes and said leisurely: "I do have the kind of medicine you mentioned, but this medicine is not easy to obtain, and it takes a lot of effort to refine it. I will not give it to you easily..."

Xiao Fan sneered: "What is hard to come by? Can personal strength be compared with the power of the country? In your opinion, I will continue to make a command of all the difficult things. I will drive millions of people to find a medicine for me. It's too simple. Don't be too long-winded. Tell me the prescription and refining method!"

"That's not OK! This kind of medicine is not a good thing. It will kill people if it is spread. Maybe it will harm people all over the world. I can't give it to you..." Taixu's old face, who was used to being slick, rarely showed a firm look.

"Isn't it just a prescription? Why are you so stingy? Will you give you money?"

Taixu snorted: "No! This thing is an evil thing. If you use it, you will harm the world. I cannot commit this evil!"

Xiao Fanjun stared at him with a slightly deep face: "You really won't give it?"

"Not give!"

Xiao Fan said seriously with a gloomy face: "Aren't you afraid that I will beat you?"

Taixu laughed contemptuously: "Do you have that ability?"

Xiao Fan hesitated for a moment and said seriously: "...Aren't you afraid that Master will beat you?"

Taixu laughed and his expression immediately became solemn: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Fan took out a slingshot from behind and aimed at Zhang Sanfeng's bedroom opposite the wing room, loaded balls, and squinted...

Taixu's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in shock and anger: "Miscellaneous disciple..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang, Zhang Sanfeng's bedroom wooden lattice window was punched with a powerful slingshot, and the wood chips were flying in the dust. There was only a scream in the bedroom: "Ah - who dares to plot against me?"

Taixu opened his eyes wide in horror, and an ominous premonition arose.

He patted Taixu on the shoulder, Xiao Fan pointed to the sky and shouted in surprise: "Master, Chang'e is running naked!"

Taixu subconsciously raised his head and a slingshot was immediately stuffed between his belt.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng, who covered his forehead with his hands, rushed out of the room with anger, and saw the slingshot on Taixu's waist at first sight...

Xiao Fan took the opportunity to cheer: "Wow! Master, you beat me so accurately..."

Zhang Sanfeng's hair and hair were all wide, and his eyes were already red. After a moment of silence, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly smiled at the sky, and his loose Taoist robe bulged like a balloon.

"Young brother is not bad. I have become much more courageous over the years. I dare to attack me. I wonder if you have improved your skills. Come on, let's practice..."

The laughter was like thunder roaring in my ears, shaking the walls of the room that kept falling off...

Taixu was as frightened as if a good girl had met a hooligan. She shook her head in despair and said in a crying voice: "Senior Brother, the fact is not what you see. This is a misunderstanding!... No, stop, don't come over! I'm calling someone..."

"Stop talking nonsense, die!"

Zhang Sanfeng hugged the sun with his left hand and wrapped the moon with his right hand. He magically drew out one round phantom after another with his arms, and the sound came to his fist.

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After the violence, Zhang Sanfeng looked refreshed and hummed a little and returned to the bedroom.

Taixu was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Xiao Fan squatted and said sympathetically: "Master, your kung fu is really good! If I do this for a few times every day, how many times can you carry it to become an immortal? For a prescription, why do you have to..."

Taixu lay on the ground and said wailingly: "Little bastard, you are really a disaster for me... In the wild and wet and hot land in the south, there are flowers and charming flowers, and their name is 'poppy'..."

When Xiao Fan heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was stunned and opened his mouth wide for a while and was speechless.

Poppy, the demon flower from hell, is charming and beautiful, but it has eroded people's hearts. Soldiers are unable to fight when they eat, and the people's food family is destroyed. The great powers used it to knock on the gates of the last dynasty of China, sucking away the essence and blood of a country, and casting the people with a hundred years of shame and suffering.

Xiao Fan slapped his forehead suddenly, why did I forget this? I had been traveling through time since my previous life. This is simply an excellent weapon to deal with the Yan army! If it is mixed into the Yan army's military rations, it will take less than half a year, and the 150,000 Yan army will become addicted to the enemy and must be short of one day. How can they take swords, draw strong bows, and step on the war horses at that time?

If Wang Gui was ordered to suddenly cut off the supply of food and grass and flee far away, the Yan army might all collapse. At that time, the imperial army led its troops northward, and the Yan army could only be slaughtered by the imperial army like sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Zhu Di was defeated without a fight. What ability did he have to rebel?

Poppy, a beautiful and cruel weapon, can be used to resist millions of troops and destroy the enemy.

Xiao Fan was excited. This feeling was like suddenly turning on a cheating device to play the game. All the difficulties were gone in his eyes. King Yan Zhu Di is no longer so powerful and invincible. So what about a generation of heroes? So what about invincible? The hundreds of thousands of heroes under his command suddenly turned into sheep. No matter how powerful he is, he can't make the world.

But... can poppy be used?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan gradually solidified the smile on his face, the excitement in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and his expression became hesitant.

If this thing is really used, all the soldiers will be destroyed. What are the mistakes of those soldiers? They are just poor men who eat food and pay. Loyalty is too illusory to them. Whoever gives them food will fight for. It is just a living plan. Is it necessary to harm them with such cruel things? They have wives and children behind them. How many families will be destroyed? How many new widows and fragmented families will be added to the world?

The battle between the court and the King of Yan was ultimately just an internal dispute between the Han people. If poppy is used as a weapon, it would be equivalent to destroying the entire nation.

As Taixu said, poppy is something that harms the world. It is like a magic box. After opening it, it will cause any consequences and disasters to the world. What if Xiao Fan is unable to curb its spread and slowly penetrate into the people and even the courts, then the advocacy became a trend and spread endlessly. The entire Ming Dynasty and the people were destroyed. Can he bear such a great responsibility?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan had a cold war.

He doesn't want to be a good person, but he doesn't want to be a sinner forever. What can you do or what can't be done? He has a scale in his heart. He is not afraid of others pointing at his nose to scold him as a treacherous minister, nor does he mind how people evaluate him as a powerful minister in the Jianwen court a hundred years later. But he is afraid of destroying this nation, afraid of destroying Zhu Yunwen's country, and afraid of carrying the reputation of the nation's number one sinner, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Xiao Fan has no great kindness, but his little kindness.

His definition of kindness is: being a person can be unethical, but not too unethical.

Poppy is obviously beyond his moral bottom line.

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he had a moral bottom line. He always thought that his conscience was a bottomless pit...

Poppy can't be used! This magic box may be opened by yourself in the future, but it is definitely not used to deal with the Chinese.

After making up his mind, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, with a regretful expression but a little relaxed.

It’s a pity that he was given up with an excellent opportunity, but his conscience was extremely comfortable at this moment, as if he had done a great deed of merit.

If the 150,000 Yan soldiers knew that they had saved their lives in one thought, they should have erected him a tablet of immortality.

However, poppy is not available, which does not mean that other medicines are not available.

Xiao Fan squatted at Taixu with a smile and said, "Master, this thing poppy is domineering and has a strong taste. Is there any medicine that has a lighter taste?"

Taixu sat cross-legged on the ground and said angrily: "Qingliang? Do you think it's a banquet in a restaurant? If you change this dish to the taste, then change it. How could there be so many medicines for you to choose? No!"

Xiao Fan laughed without saying a word, took out a slingshot from his waist with his backhand, and then aimed at Zhang Sanfeng's bedroom...

"Stop it! Stop it! I have it, I have it!" Taixu stopped Xiao Fan from playing with his life in fear with a crying voice.

Xiao Fan glanced at him with a squint eyes: "Isn't it a candle? It won't light it up..."

Taixu was bitter and muttering "Causes, Calamity" in his mouth. While taking out a dirty little pottery bottle from his arms, he handed it to Xiao Fanyi unwillingly, and hummed: "Take it away! This medicine is called Cartilage Powder. I spent more than ten years to refine it. In fact, there is a little poppy component in it, but the amount is very small. This medicine is colorless and tasteless, but the effect is very slow. Maybe it will take a year or two to see the effect. The person who takes it gradually becomes weak and easily tired and sleepy. There is no major harm other than this, and the doctor can't see any clues..."

Xiao Fan was overjoyed, as if he had found a treasure and stuffed it into his arms, and then said with a smile: "What is a small bottle? Master, write down the prescription and refining method, I want a lot..."

Taixu sighed and said, "Do you like the property of a rich man and want to kill him?"

"Master is really smart. What I want to do with my apprentice is the property of my father-in-law..."

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Taixu shook his head and sighed and wrote down the prescription. Xiao Fan took it and read it. Except for the poppy who needed to send someone to secretly obtain it from the south, other medicines were ordinary cold things.

Xiao Fan was overjoyed, patted Taixu's shoulder and smiled, "Master is very wise and will live a hundred years in the future..."

Taixu said angrily: "Fart! I'm over 100 years old! Are you flattering or cursing me?"

"If this matter is done, the master will be of great success. I will definitely ask the emperor to ask him to give you nine thousand years of age."

Taixu suddenly turned anger into joy.

——The old man is actually quite cute.

That night, a pigeon was released from the imperial envoy of Peking. The pigeon flapped its wings a few times in the dark night sky, and then flew silently towards the direction of the capital.
Chapter completed!