Chapter 161: Shocking Statement

Mo Qingkuang's words were particularly harsh, but they were speechless.

Yes, the Blue Flame Empire's ambition to unify the world has never stopped, how could it be willing to help the enemy?

They would rather give things to the Holy Land than give Tianxuan any chance to rise.

"Then... what should we do?" Hanshu asked with some concern.

Mo Qingkuang's analysis is not unreasonable, and such a situation is still very likely to occur.

He also admitted that he was not thoughtful and took it for granted.

Everyone also turned their eyes to Mo Qingkuang again. Since the point of view was put forward by him, maybe he has a better solution?

Mo Qingkuang didn't act pretentiously when he saw this, and said the six-word mantra that Mo Fan told him: "Show weakness, pretend to be poor, and act cute."

Everyone was stunned when they heard it. What does this mean?

Our Tianxuan is already weak enough, do we still need to try? There is no need to pretend to be poor, and Tianxuan's national strength is far worse than that of Blue Flame.

As for acting cute? A few people didn't quite understand.

"All of this is for the Holy Land to see! Now we have an advantage in righteousness but a disadvantage in strength. We must play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, and bring righteousness to the extreme!" Mo Qingkuang said again.

But no one responded to him, and they were all waiting for his next words.

Looking at the five pairs of doubtful eyes, Mo Qingkuang sighed, stretched out three fingers again, and bent the first one: "Showing weakness is to make the Holy Land believe that we are really weak, so weak that the Blue Flame Empire can destroy us at will."

"The Holy Land is above the secular world. Compared with us, they are the real rulers! What is the basic skill of the rulers? Balance!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, I believe that the Holy Land does not want to see the secular world dominate. When they cannot completely control the Blue Flame Empire, their supreme position will be challenged."

"We just need to let them understand that Tianxuan is so weak that Blue Flame can destroy it with just a breath, and they will subconsciously support us!"

Then, Mo Qingkuang bent the second finger again: "The second one, pretend to be poor! We also need to pretend to be poor for the Holy Land. We need to arrange a series of things , to receive the arrival of the Holy Land Walker, we must make him feel that the Tianxuan Empire has already taken out the highest standard of treatment to receive him, but it is still so shabby! This needs you to operate, pretending to be poor, right? "

Finally, Mo Qingkuang bent the third finger: "Being good is the most important point! We retreat to advance and give up the initiative! Leave it to the Holy Land!"

"In a word, please ask the Holy Land for us, and we will take whatever the Holy Land helps us ask for. We must let the Holy Land know that the Tianxuan Empire is a country that firmly worships the Holy Land and is a means to help them balance the Blue Flame Empire! "

"In addition, if we show weakness and pretend to be poor, the Holy Land will definitely help us get things above the standard to balance the strength of the two countries. "

"Is this what you said? "Mo Qingkuang took a breath and picked up a cup of tea on the table and drank it all.

After saying so many words in a row, he was a little thirsty.

And the words he said were like thunder, frequently exploding in the hearts of the other five people.

Is this still a human being?

Seventeen years old! He calculated people's hearts so clearly!

Hua Ge sighed secretly in his heart: "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, I really can't beat this young man."

Han Shu was also shocked in his heart. He was still a little unconvinced about Mo Qingkuang. It has been a long time since ancient times that scholars look down on each other. He is the eldest brother of the Academy of Literature. In the past year, most of the disciples of the Academy of Literature praised Mo Qingkuang, the son of the Lotus Master. It is impossible to say that he has no thoughts in his mind.

In his heart, Mo Qingkuang is just a lucky boy who wrote a good fu.

His martial arts talent is worthy of recognition, but he is not necessarily defeated in poetry and fu! Besides, literati don't just rely on poetry and couplets. A real civil official must be able to plan and plot for the world!

At this point, he is confident that Mo Qingkuang is definitely not his opponent!

But in the minds of the disciples of the Academy of Literature, it seems that the new martial arts champion is the real literary giant.

But recently, after learning that the first person to find the flaws of the treacherous prime minister Wang Hua was Mo Qingkuang, he changed his mind about Mo Qingkuang greatly.

After hearing Mo Qingkuang's views and plans, he was even more amazed. He could no longer think of contempt, but only admired him deeply.

As a teacher, Zheng Tao blushed. What's the point of maintaining the school style?

Mo Qingkuang was right. Their short-sighted views were rubbish compared to Mo Qingkuang's planning methods!

Although this disciple was disrespectful, Zheng Tao didn't care about that. How come this kid, after coming out of retreat, seems to be more evil than a year ago?

Not only strength, but also wisdom.

After fully understanding Mo Qingkuang's meaning, Zheng Tao and his friends awkwardly praised Mo Qingkuang a few words, and then hurried to see Her Majesty the Empress.

They have decided to adopt Mo Qingkuang's views in full. Whether in the short term or in the long term, it will be beneficial to Tianxuan without any harm.

Silently, the three big guys disappeared in the room, leaving only the three juniors looking at each other.

The three of them were in strange silence for a long time, and finally Mo Qingkuang broke the quiet atmosphere: "Brother Chen, congratulations on your great progress in cultivation, hahaha."

Chen Kong glanced at Mo Qingkuang, feeling the aura of a first-class master on him, and coldly spat out three words: "Not as good as you."

"Ahahaha, Brother Chen is joking." Mo Qingkuang smiled awkwardly, secretly cursing Chen Kong for not knowing how to chat.

The scene fell into awkwardness again.

Mo Qingkuang rolled his eyes and this time he approached the elegant Han Shu.

He looked handsome and smiled like a spring breeze, so he should be easy to talk to.

"Brother Han, you are from the royal family, right?"

Han Shu did not disappoint Mo Qingkuang and smiled gently, "Yes, my father Han Yu, the title is the Ice King."

Mo Qingkuang had heard of the Ice King, who was also a very powerful martial king in the royal family.

But Mo Qingkuang talked to Han Shu not to build a relationship, but to find out about Han Yan'er.

"So you are the descendant of the Ice Domain King. I have heard of you for a long time." Mo Qingkuang made a casual polite remark and then got to the point. "I wonder if Senior Brother Han knows about the Ninth Princess?"

Han Shu was stunned when he heard this: "Junior Brother Mo doesn't know?"

Mo Qingkuang shook his head: "I only know that she went into seclusion and has not come out for a year?"

Han Shu pondered for a moment and sighed: "Alas, Junior Brother Mo has a close relationship with Yan'er, I thought you knew."

"What? Did something happen to her?" Mo Qingkuang keenly sensed that there was something unusual in Han Shu's tone, and appeared in front of Han Shu in a flash, asking anxiously.

"It's not that there is any problem. The place where Yan'er is in seclusion is the ice cave of my royal family's forbidden land. It is full of dangers and there is a high risk of death. Even if everything goes well, it will take three to five years for her to come out."