Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 50 Countermeasures

After leaving the Wu family manor, Feng Xiu did not get into his own carriage, but went directly to the Lin residence with Lin Che.

Neither of them spoke the rest of the way.

It wasn't until he entered Lin Che's study and closed the door that Lin Che finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Wenzheng, what exactly does Fan Ling mean?"

Lin Che paced back and forth, gripping the folding fan tightly in his hand, his brows sometimes relaxing and sometimes furrowing.

"Back then, the three of us studied under Master Jingzhai from a young age, and we were all disciplined together by his ruler."

They sneaked out for drinks together, went to catch Black Tortoise, Fan Ling... how could he..."

Lin Che murmured, his memories churning in his mind, both clear and hazy.

After a long while, he finally raised his head and looked at Feng Xiu, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Do you think he's already hooked up with He Lusi?"

Lin Che found Fan Ling hard to understand, but still held a sliver of affection for him as a friend.

"Yes, today's performance was clearly meant for us." Feng Xiu remained silent for a moment, then slowly said.

Ultimately, Fan Ling's actions were driven by self-interest.

If one could find a powerful patron in this chaotic world, Feng Xiu would be even more ruthless than him.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiu is now a thorn in the side of the River Law Division and a target of public criticism.

Previously, when discussing the matter of the Eastern Army with Zheng Bo, Feng Xiu had considered switching sides to either the Eastern Army or the River Law Office.

But basically, his previous actions had already offended the River Law Enforcement Bureau to no end.

Moreover, the Feng family couldn't produce a decent pledge of allegiance.

"If he had sided with the River Law Master earlier, wouldn't it have been simpler if he had just refused during the Ganlin Grand Ceremony?"

"Why bother running around with us? Now look what's going on, he's helping Qin Huan out, leaving us standing there. What kind of nonsense is this?"

Then, Lin Che added, his eyes filled with deep disappointment.

Fan Ling's severance was so thorough that even now, he still finds it unbelievable.

As he spoke, Lin Che paused, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Wenzheng, does Fan Ling know something?"

Lin Che calmed down. "Qin Huan's appearance today is a bad sign. On the surface, he said it was to let things slide, but who knows what he's really up to? Fan Ling's early departure must mean he got some inside information."

Feng Xiu remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Wen Yuan." Lin Che was taken aback and looked at him.

Feng Xiu said, "Let's make plans as soon as possible."

Lin Che's expression changed slightly, and he quickly asked, "Wenzheng, what do you mean by that? What do you know?"

"If possible, distribute the grain stored at home." Feng Xiu didn't answer directly, but changed the subject.

"What?" Lin Che was stunned.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Feng Xiu gave him another hint, "The literal meaning is just like the Feng family, opening porridge and distributing grain to the refugees."

Lin Che frowned upon hearing this.

"Wenzheng taught me."

Lin Che instantly had a clue, but was still a little confused, so he said seriously.

"The Eastern Army is coming soon."

Feng Xiu put it simply: this kind of secret information will be exposed sooner or later.

Speaking out now can also help share the risks borne by the Feng family.

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Che understood instantly.

If Jinzhou falls into chaos, the Eastern Army will definitely target Yunzhou for its grain production, which is located on a plateau and is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

When the army arrived, the first thing they did was requisition grain.

Feng Xiu is now opening soup kitchens and distributing grain, ostensibly to relieve refugees, but in reality...?

Suddenly, Lin Che felt a chill run down his spine.

"Brother Wenzheng, what are you thinking?" Lin Che steadied himself, "that by distributing the grain, the Eastern Army won't be able to conquer it?"

Not entirely.

Feng Xiu replied calmly, "If they can't collect grain, they can only turn to the River Law Office and the Grain Commissioner's Office."

"The River Law Enforcement Bureau refused to open the floodgates before, putting us under immense pressure. Now that the Eastern Army has arrived, what will they say?"

Lin Che's eyes lit up instantly.

That was a ruthless move.

Previously, the River Law Division had used the Tangku to control various families. This method could not only turn the tables on the River Law Division, but also create a rift between the Eastern Army and the River Law Division.

Furthermore, the government is currently doing absolutely nothing in the face of the surge in displaced people in the city.

Using the grain effectively to help the displaced people can also earn a good reputation.

"But what if the Eastern Army launches a forceful attack?"

The method was good, but Lin Che still had some hesitation.

"What if they issue an ultimatum, giving us only a few days to gather supplies? What should we do then?"

"Then just say there's no food. The accounts of the soup kitchens are right there; all the food was given to the refugees. Are they going to kill the refugees and then give the food back?"

Feng Xiu paused briefly, then continued, "Furthermore, don't forget, Yunzhou is not like other prefectures. Even if the Eastern Army wants the land, ultimately we'll have to cultivate it ourselves!"

Seeing that Lin Che was still deep in thought, Feng Xiu added another sentence.

"Besides, we are not some unclaimed grain merchants."

"If you find it difficult, you can let other grain producers know. The more producers there are, the more protection there is."

Feng Xiu never hid his true thoughts: if we have to bear it, we'll bear it together!

If something goes wrong, no one can escape it.

When the Eastern Army arrived, facing resistance from numerous grain merchants, there were only two possible outcomes!

"Stability is paramount!"

Or perhaps, "Violence destroys everything!"

Lin Che remained silent for a while, knowing that the major families were not fools.

The River Law Enforcement Bureau's refusal to open the ponds and reservoirs reveals their true intentions perfectly well.

I had been hoping that things wouldn't come to that.

Now that the revisionists have laid out their path, whether they follow it or not is their business.

If a family could tolerate He Lusi's repeated breaches of the rules, that would be a good thing.

Lin Che also admired them.

At this point in his thoughts, Lin Che paused, then thought of the Fan family who had sided with the River Law Division.

He didn't believe that the head of the Fan family wouldn't have made the decision behind the scenes.

"Wenzheng," Lin Che suddenly asked, "Do you think the Eastern Army's visit this time is really just for requisitioning grain and land?"

Feng Xiu shook his head. "No."

"What does that mean?"

Feng Xiu sighed softly, then gave a thorough explanation.

"The warriors of Yunzhou are different from those of other places."

Lin Che was taken aback.

Feng Xiu continued, "We're used to living in Yunzhou, so we don't really feel anything here. But once we come down to the plains, our blood and energy are like a wild horse that's been unleashed, much stronger than on the plateau."

This was something Feng Xiu figured out on his own.

When he first transmigrated, he didn't think Yunzhou was anything special, especially after he learned that he was in a high-altitude area.

Aside from the unusually long growth cycle of the golden wheat, I didn't experience any altitude sickness or other obvious regional characteristics.

However, it was only after practicing martial arts and cultivating his skills that Feng Xiu truly began to consider this issue.

Then a conclusion was drawn: altitude sickness exists, everyone experiences it, it's just that people have adapted to it.

If we return to the topic of martial arts, then the circulation of qi and blood among the martial artists of Yunzhou is more profound than the martial arts methods described in books.

It's not slow, it's heavy, it's sluggish!

In other words, every martial artist who has achieved something in Yunzhou.

Essentially, it's all about weight training!

This feeling is even more intense than the suffocating lack of oxygen you experience when running on the plateau!

His cardiopulmonary capacity is exceptionally strong, incredibly strong!

Once they reach the plains, the martial artist will not experience any oxygen intoxication. The flow of qi and blood, which is based on martial arts training, will burst forth instantly!

Although Feng Xiu had never been to the inland, he was very clear about what kind of power martial arts were.

If I go to the mainland now, I feel that I will break through the Blood Burning Realm without any hindrance and my strength will increase dramatically!

Therefore, the Eastern Army came here this time not just for grain.

They'll probably need more people!

Inside the room, Lin Che remained silent for a long time after listening to Feng Xiu's explanation.

He also understood that the sense of rejuvenation he felt after meeting Feng Xiu several times was definitely not as simple as he had described, such as working in the fields.

"Wenzheng, I understand."

Feng Xiu nodded, and without lingering, stood up and walked out.

As he reached the door, Lin Che called out to him.

"Wenzheng, what are the specific restrictions on opening a porridge shop?"

"all."

Lin Che was stunned.

"Take it all out." Feng Xiu looked at him, his tone calm yet firm.

Not a single grain will be left.