Chapter 1880: Chapter 9: A Contest of Heroes, Dragons and Serpents Arise
Jiang Cai did not know how to comfort her younger brother in front of her.
She was indeed Jiang Gao’s strategist, but she truly felt a sense of frustration and regret towards Jiang Gao, like hating iron for not turning into steel. Such a gentleman of elegance and grace could be the successor of Jiang Wanxiang but could not be the pillar of a chaotic era.
Everyone can do what they want to do.
But Jiang Gao cannot.
He is Jiang Wanxiang’s son, the eldest son and Crown Prince, also the heir to the nation. A king has no blood and tears; he has to bear the great ambitions of the successive kings, bearing the final tumultuous changes of the chaotic era that spanned hundreds of years.
But even so, using such methods, calculating step by step to push Jiang Gao to transform, still leaves Jiang Cai feeling complex emotions, though complex, she still must do it.
Daying, the world, all hangs in this single thought.
In the Grandmaster’s eyes, there’s no Jiang Gao, nor Jiang Yuan.
What he needs is merely a king with sufficient capacity, and he chose to use Jiang Yuan as a grindstone to allow Jiang Gao to transform and awaken. In doing so, there could be a National War, the world of Daying, and a final decisive battle.
After Jiang Cai listened to Jiang Su’s plan.
She ultimately couldn’t bear it and asked: "What if Gao’er can’t break through this mental state? What if he resists but is killed by Jiang Yuan? Grandmaster, isn’t this plan too sinister?"
The one who was already extremely old, yet like a mountain, Grandmaster looked at her and replied: "To achieve extraordinary people’s achievements certainly requires extraordinary people’s sacrifices."
"If one does not undergo extremely difficult battles, does not endure mental and physical hardships, yet desires smooth sailing and easily achieved success, such thoughts are nothing but a fool’s dream."
"Abandon the fantasies learned at the Academy, Jiang Cai."
Jiang Cai looked at the solemn and majestic elder, still asked: "Then Jiang Gao’s life, you don’t care about it?"
Jiang Su coldly did not respond.
Jiang Cai just left, as she left, she saw Jiang Su standing alone in the courtyard. At that time, Grandmaster was about to dispatch troops to intercept the formidable Emperor Qin; it was a rare sunny day.
Grandmaster Jiang Su stood there, his figure tall, the ink-colored cloak hanging down.
Like a solitary peak.
Clearly at this moment, Jiang Su’s authority and military power have reached their peak, looking at the world, there are few people who could be his rivals, and there are few who could balance him, easily manipulating two Princes like chess pieces in a duel.
The extremity of authoritarian officials, the supreme status of a Military School war general.
In later history, it can be said to have power over the court, not Grandmaster, but a simulation.
But under this slightly chill sunshine, Grandmaster Jiang Su’s silhouette was so lonely, Jiang Cai suddenly felt a trance, recalling that her teacher had not shown any effectiveness for a very long time.
When the late Emperor was still alive.
The military god, even having walked through endless battlefields, betrayal, murder, abandoning, his face was cold like his heart, but he would still show a smile and joke with Your Majesty.
But at this moment, he won’t anymore.
Jiang Cai walked out of the cold palace, out of the hall and imperial city, traversed the streets, arrived at the city’s streets outside, Jiang Gao’s orders came down, those people were released, and compensation was given.
The City Gate Guard General who reported Jiang Gao’s affairs sat with his gun on a rock by the moat in a daze.
Jiang Cai called him several times.
The person did not respond.
Jiang Cai kicked him, and the guard then came to his senses, seeing the woman whose looks were merely delicate, but whose temperament was especially transcendent, grinned and said: "So it’s Miss Cai?"
Jiang Cai said: "Yes."
She paused, said: "Were the people all released?"
The City Gate Guard grinned and said: "All were released, according to your instructions, food and a hundred Copper Coins were prepared in advance, not much, just a compensation for them..."
He was a confidant supported by Jiang Yuan.
But at this moment, his demeanor clearly showed he was on Jiang Cai’s side.
Jiang Cai, who studied Zongheng School, even though she still had to follow Grandmaster Jiang Su’s orders, was still unwilling to truly see Jiang Yuan slaughter civilians, making efforts in her own way, but at this moment, the former Academy’s top disciple was in a trance.
She sighed: "Zongheng School, ultimately, is a study of leveraging power."
Even if she tries her best, amidst the surging tides of the current situation, it’s like trying to stop a chariot with one’s arms. Perhaps she can protect some civilians, but that is only protecting a part. Then for those who died in forced labor, those who were buried alive, what could she do?
She suddenly thought of her youthful days.
At that time, she had already read through hundreds of Zongheng School’s techniques early on, claiming to be a peerless genius, none of those Academy fellows were her match, even the teaching teacher couldn’t win against her in Zongheng School’s classics.
Then that arrogant guy came.
Jiang Cai was naturally clever, she defeated the one who claimed to become the world’s number one Think Tank, still just like before, waiting for the defeated opponent to admit defeat, but that guy picked up a long stick.
She recognized victory, at that time thinking that the opponent was unable to accept the loss.
But now thinking back, wasn’t that behavior back then also a form of dissertation, what Zongheng School spoke of so brilliantly, is ultimately not as effective as real weapons, so-called tactical maneuvering, not as good as the Overlord’s rage.
Ultimately it’s a study of leveraging power.
In today’s world, it’s already hard to find a place for military use.
The City Gate Guard said: "However, fortunately, His Highness finally made a choice."