The group continued to go out, and along the way Gu Xiao finally knew Mo Muyu's plan. He planned to change to a kind of flying vulture after he arrived in Han Guo, take him, himself, and the thing in the caravan to transfer to the flying vulture, and fly to Yue Kingdom. At that time, he would enter Middle Earth through the space wormhole of the Beast Control Sect of Yue Kingdom.?WShu·1ka?n

Of course, Gu Xiao was completely indifferent. They were calm along the way and kept heading towards Han Guo. Mo Muyu was still very good to him along the way. At least, Gu Xiao could see that this old guy really wanted to accept him as his apprentice.

Unfortunately, Gu Xiao was not interested in being his apprentice. As a very macho person, Gu Xiao never had the interest to submit to any woman. Even if it was everything that happened to her and Lian Nishang back then, in Gu Xiao's opinion, he was just devoted to love, and it cannot be said that he was conquered by Lian Nishang.

Once he worships in Xuanbing Palace, he will be like a little man who can be beaten and scolded by the woman in Xuannv Palace, which Gu Xiao cannot accept anyway. Therefore, although he is very grateful to Mo Muyu for his kindness, he has no interest in worshiping under Xuannv Palace.

After walking on the road for three days, the group finally arrived in the territory of Han Kingdom.

"What a small country!" As soon as he arrived on the land of Han Kingdom, Gu Xiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Because the territory of Han Kingdom was too small. Before he came to Han Kingdom, he always thought that Han Kingdom should be about the same size as Yin Kingdom, and at least he had to ride the best thousand-mile horse for a month or two before he could walk around. But what disappointed him was that Han Kingdom could not be called a country.

The one that appeared in front of him was a small city, with the Hanguo sign hanging on the city, and then there was nothing left.

"Can this be called a country?" Gu Xiao carefully looked at the small country that appeared in front of him. No matter how you look at it, it was just a small city with a radius of only fifty miles and a height of the city wall. Just such a small city can be called a country. Even though Gu Xiao was knowledgeable, he couldn't believe his eyes now.

On the side, Mo Muyu looked helpless.

To be honest, when he first learned that there was such a small country in the world, he was a little incredible. Unfortunately, such a country really exists, and it is in a very special position among the surrounding countries. Because this small country is just at the forefront of the surrounding countries, it was preserved and became a buffer place for the surrounding countries, and therefore it has long since existed in such a small country with only one city.

Mo Muyu looked at Gu Xiao's disbelief and said, "I know that this small city is not worthy of being called a country at all. But there is no way. The people inside think that they can be considered a country. So, it is a country!"

"What a weird country!" After a while, Gu Xiao could only say with such emotion.

"So that's it!" When the caravans approached this place, especially Han Guo, rather than Han City, Gu Xiao finally understood why this small place could be called a country. Because there were no soldiers guarding the city gate at the gate. As a group of people as big as them came, no one came to collect the city gate tax.

On the contrary, in the city, there are still some unrestrained literati and talented people who are doing literature and ink. As soon as you enter the city gate, you can even see the existence of several brothels. Among the brothels, there are still many literati and poets coming and going with these girls.

"Hmph! Another group of lowly martial men!" When the group entered the city, an elderly middle-aged scholar saw that almost everyone in their team was holding swords. His expression changed drastically and he immediately cursed disdainfully, and the literati around him all left with their sleeves waving.

It was as if a group of them were plague and could not avoid it.

In an instant, the literati who were originally coming and going on the streets immediately gave up a passage for them after they appeared.

"Alas, people in the world only know how to kill people with swords, but they don't know that talent is the ability to truly govern the country. It's so sad and sad!" Among the crowd, an old man with a beard and looked like he was losing his parents, and started crying.

No one around showed a surprised expression when he saw this scene. Obviously, this was already commonplace.

"What a bunch of idiots!" Gu Xiao defined the people of Han Guo in his heart.

He now understood why the Han Kingdom had only this city, and why he had not seen any war after entering the city for so long. All of this was because these nerds who only knew how to study hard and had little ability, but had no ability but were very proud.

Apart from studying hard all day, these nerds only know how to maintain their high status. Anything that may affect their status will be frantically suppressed by them. Advanced craftsmanship has become so-called strange skills and tricks in their mouths; generals who can conquer warriors are despised by them as lowly warriors.

In a word, in the eyes of such fools and idiots who only know how to study hard, they are the most noble people in the world. Apart from that, nothing is a trivial matter. It seems that after the world leaves them, it will immediately perish.

If you are wary, you will die; if you forget to fight, you will be in danger.

These eight words often only have the first four words left in their mouths, and there is no place to stay with the four words "Forget War and Being Risk". They only know to rigidly praise a certain person's words as a sage, but they don't know the true meaning of that person. Instead, they simply distort and distort certain words according to their own needs.

Looking at these so-called romantic talents in front of him, Gu Xiao suddenly felt a sad feeling from the bottom of his heart. All of this in front of him made him feel a sense of time and space disorder. It seemed that he was not on Star 6, but returned to his life as Geng Shaonan. The guys in front of him were simply a copy of the idiots in the late Ming Dynasty.

They are all the same stupidity and the same self-righteousness, but they do not even have the slightest ability.

"Why, aren't you used to it?" Mo Muyu came over and asked with concern.

Gu Xiao shook his head and said, "Senior Mo, do you say that these literati have lost all this country, why do you think you are pretentious all day long and think you can handle anything?"

Seeing the literati in the city, Gu Xiao already understood why the literati fell to the point where there was only one city left. No matter who, if a group of literati who only know how to do things and do not understand military skills at all, wouldn't be so strange if they didn't fall to this point.

To be honest, it is enough to surprise Han Guo that he can still have this last city left.

Mo Muyu also lowered his voice and said, "I can't answer you in this question. This is my second time here. However, as far as I know, since a hundred years ago, Han Guo released a Han Guo who only knew how to talk about literature and praise scholars, Han Guo's national power has declined and has continued to develop to this point today. However, these literati have long occupied the power of Han Guo. It is said that the current Han Guo has been poor enough to have no patches on his clothes, but he still can't even collect a single penny of tax."

"So miserable?" Gu Xiao was stunned.

How did this make him feel that he seemed to have returned to the late Ming Dynasty and faced the illusion of the Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian, who was known for his stubbornness. However, compared to Zhu Youjian, this Han Jun was obviously even more miserable, because according to Mo Muyu's words, he was now so poor that he had only one brand left.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiao really couldn't help but sympathize with Han Jun, who had never met before and could not have had the chance to meet. Even if this time was just a breath.

After a few words, the group had arrived at their destination, which was the branch of the Chamber of Commerce where this caravan was located. Surrounded by people around, the group finally got rid of a large group of madmen on Hancheng and walked into a normal place.

Huh! A heavy breathing sound.

When everyone walked in, they couldn't help but breathe in unison, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued.)

ps: Let’s recall the Han Kingdom that Xue Yue made up, which was simply the best outcome of Song Ming before it was destroyed due to internal and external troubles.

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