Chapter 65 Yang·Spiritual Mentor·Ming
Lu enthusiastically reassembled the information flow and found the situation within a few minutes before this scene appeared.
In the box.
Accompanied by a relaxing melody, the second prince embraced and danced with a young woman in an evening gown, looking slightly intoxicated.
The woman's steps were somewhat chaotic.
To be honest, her daily job was to sell more drinks and avoid being touched on the thighs by those old perverts before the other party paid the expensive bill. She had never learned the social dance of the aristocracy.
She stepped on the Second Prince, and the woman who already knew his identity turned pale with fright.
"It's okay, hiss...it doesn't hurt that much."
The second prince patted her shoulder and said, "That's all for today."
He waved his hand, and the burly bodyguard beside him took out... a stack of tips from his jacket pocket.
The girl who was serving drinks to Yang Ming glanced at him.
Yang Ming said calmly: "I don't have as much pocket money as Ed Wang."
The girl smiled softly, her face with beautiful makeup flickering with light. She spoke in a lazy, slightly hoarse voice beside Yang Ming's ear:
"The tip I want doesn't have to be in paper money."
She came forward on her own initiative.
Yang Ming moved his butt to the side.
"Hey!" the girl complained dissatisfiedly.
Yang Ming just squinted and chuckled.
In special times, it is better to be cautious.
Who can guarantee that this isn't an agent of the New Federation with some kind of poison on his tongue?
The second prince on the side had a look of disgust on his face. He signaled the guard to give the girl a tip and scolded her with a smile: "Yang Ming, you should learn the etiquette of a gentleman. A gentleman should not refuse the advances of a beautiful woman. She looks pretty good."
Yang Ming shrugged. "If she takes out the blood test report from fifteen minutes ago, I will definitely not be stingy with my saliva. The world is not good now. The agents of the New Federation are about to completely capture the planet of Yilanduo."
"Ah, speaking of this..."
The second prince sighed, rubbed his forehead with his hand, dismissed the guards beside him, slumped down on the sofa next to Yang Ming, and used his elbows to bear part of his body weight.
A strong young warrior;
A tall and strong imperial prince;
They sat in silence in the dimly lit room, watching the ever-changing images on the projection screen, each thinking about something.
"Yang Ming, are we just going to keep fooling around like this? It seems like a good idea."
The second prince's voice also became a little hoarse.
"Although I already knew that I would not be called by my father to discuss the matter of the fifth administrative planet, but they really didn't call me... Sigh, I still feel a little disappointed."
Yang Ming sighed inwardly.
This guy is really patient.
Recently, the Second Prince had been dragging him around in a life of debauchery, as if no large-scale rebellion had occurred on the Fifth Administrative Planet.
"So what do you think of the current situation?" Yang Ming asked calmly.
The second prince curled his lips and said, "The New Federation has spent so many years creating a volcano, and now the volcano has begun to erupt. That's it."
Yang Ming asked again: "What does the royal family think of the rebellion on the fifth administrative planet? I am a little curious."
"They all know that it is the New Federation that is causing the trouble, but they dare not accuse them openly. In addition, the rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Planet is already the third time, so it does not have much impact on them. The royal family now only wants to put pressure on the military and let the military clean up this mess as soon as possible."
"What about you? Your Highness, the Second Prince of the Luofeng Empire."
The smile on Yang Ming's face slowly faded, and he stared at the second prince: "What do you want to do? I can help you. You still have a chance to turn the tables. Forgive me for being so blunt, the throne is there, Edwang."
"Yang Ming, we agreed not to discuss this topic..."
The second prince's handsome face began to look a little helpless, and then gradually lost its expression.
Just when Yang Ming felt that he had to stimulate the Second Prince, the Second Prince's low murmur entered Yang Ming's ears.
"I don't like this country. You may not believe it, Yang Ming, but I really don't like this motherland called Luofeng.
“Do you know why I was excluded from the list of candidates for the crown prince?
"Because when I was sixteen or seventeen, I pointed at my father's nose and called him a fool, a dictator, an incompetent puppet, and a coward of a single-surname clan. I advocated the formulation of a constitution, the amendment of laws, the denial of the emperor's dictatorship, the handing over of the country to the citizens, the complete replacement of the imperial power with the cabinet, and our royal family only had a symbolic role, distributing resources as much as possible to the citizens of our country.
"Then my father locked me up and only provided me with the most basic nutritious meals every day. I was hungry for about three months."
"You surrender?" Yang Ming asked.
The second prince shrugged, "I committed suicide... Of course, I was almost certainly rescued. I was extremely desperate at the time, and I, the original first choice for the crown prince, was kicked out by my father after that."
Yang Ming stared into the eyes of the Second Prince: "What about now? Do you still insist on your own ideas?"
"I don't have any ideas now. I just want to make money and use the royal family's resources to earn the most coins... Ming, I don't know where to go. I understand my father, but I still can't forgive him for what he did to this country."
The second prince's voice became even deeper:
"Before he died, a minister told me that I was a replica of my father when he was young. I had grand plans but failed to recognize the situation in front of me, and ended up with a broken head.
“There is no real freedom in my country.
“We have a chain around our necks, and the owner of the chain can pull us into the abyss at any time.
"This is the third time I've seen images of the rebels, seeing them galloping through that low city without any hindrance. This is also the third time I've wondered - do they represent the will of our country? Even if they are coerced by the New Federation, do they truly represent the will of the people? If the Luofeng people want to abandon their emperor, why can't we follow their ideas?
There was silence in the box for a long time.
The Second Prince raised his hand and patted Yang Ming's knee, saying with a smile: "Don't talk about these unhappy things. I believe they will solve it smoothly. Let's sing another song as a blessing for them!"
"So you choose to abandon your own people?" Yang Ming asked.
The second prince shrugged: "This is not giving up, this is giving them freedom."
"Freedom itself is a false proposition, Adwan."
Yang Ming said in a deep voice:
“If you think the answer given by the New Federation is what you want, then I have nothing to say, but why don’t you take a look at those small and medium-sized countries that have been transformed by the New Federation?
"The economy will regress in three to five years. High-quality capital will be sold at a low price. National welfare will be forcibly raised, but productivity will not develop at all and will continue to regress. Patents and technologies will all belong to the New Federation. A large amount of patent fees will be paid to produce a product. The currency will depreciate and inflation will occur. Talents in various industries will be quickly absorbed by the New Federation. The right to exploit natural resources will be restricted by various treaties formulated by the New Federation, until it becomes a blood transfusion bank and garbage dumping ground for the New Federation.
“Edwan, you understand this.
“Real freedom is not a rebellion orchestrated by foreign elites, nor is it achieved at the expense of the right to independent development.
“A revolution is a spontaneous revolution that occurs after the national consciousness is awakened.
"You are now in a position to change the fate of this country, so why not give it a try? When you reach the pinnacle of power, you can find ways to check and balance Sherman and the New Confederation, implement reforms internally, strive for the right to speak externally, cut taxes, strengthen economic construction, attach importance to education, cultivate talents, and constantly seek development.
"Edwan, you are clearly capable of doing this."
"You speak so nicely," the second prince sneered, "I didn't expect you to be better at preaching than those ministers , haha... But you have to know that I am not the best in our family. In the past few hundred years, no one has succeeded. No one, you have not felt the despair brought by the Sherman Empire."
“I’ve felt it.”
Yang Ming saw the scene of the Imperial Dreadnought destroying the Guell Alliance light battleship, and he murmured:
"But the Sherman Empire is corrupt, Adwan."
The second prince was a little stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Becoming the Grand Duke of the Empire is my future plan."
Yang Ming's gaze did not avert.
“At this stage, I have chosen your country. If I seek title, fame, status, and power, I will make due contributions to your country.
"I don't want to force you to do anything, Adwan, but I will do it if I have to.
“I saw that there was going to be unrest here, and the environment here was suitable for a political novice like me to rise quickly, so I came here.
"Now, it is in my best interest to work with you to fight against the New Federation interest groups.
"I'm not helping you for some slogan or our shaky friendship. I need you to give me the power of the Fallen Wind Empire in return."
"The power here?" The second prince was puzzled. "What else can the power here do except making money? I can give you wealth directly."
"This is my own business, and it's something I can't share with you for now."
Yang Ming shrugged: "Of course, if you insist on giving me some material rewards, I won't refuse. I lack everything now."
The second prince looked at Yang Ming suspiciously.
"You've revealed your cards, haven't you?" the second prince asked in a low voice.
"It is," Yang Ming said, "If we don't do something, we will completely lose the initiative. I know what you have been doing secretly, Edwang. You have established Luofeng's new intelligence system with your strong financial support."
The second prince's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and his smile was a little bleak: "Then what should we do?"
"You know, Adwan, you know what we can do."
Yang Ming stared at the Second Prince.
The second prince slowly shook his head: "No, this won't work... Resistance will drag this already broken country into the abyss."
Yang Ming pressed on: "If you don't experience a rebirth from the ashes, your people and their descendants will see no hope."
The second prince was a little anxious. He raised his hand to cover his forehead and began to feel unwell.
He seemed to be back in that claustrophobic cage again.
Small meals and fresh water are supplied regularly every day.
At first, he roared and charged like a wild beast, but the beast's strength was drained away bit by bit, and the last ideal was killed by the cold eyes of the life form called father who walked outside the cage.
'You will only lead this country into the abyss, Adwan.'
The second prince suddenly had difficulty breathing.
He growled, turned his head and growled with his back to Yang Ming, uttering a few swear words.
There was only a ferocious look left on his handsome face, and a few blue veins popped out on his forehead.
The young man who was rushing against the cage was out of strength. He curled up in the corner, whimpering weakly, his eyes filled with despair, which slowly swallowed him like a black fog.
Until a striking red appeared in front of him, he looked at his wrist cut by the delicate fragments of bowls and chopsticks, and slowly closed his eyes.
'No one can save this country, Adwan, not you, not me.'
'The Sherman Empire will not allow us to be independent in any form. You just need to be a puppet. That's enough. You can live your life happily and happily.'
'Put away your damn hypocrisy, Adwan. No one really cares if anyone else lives or dies. You just want the good name that will be written into the annals of Falling Wind.'
'Adwant, I am very disappointed in you.'
"I can not do it."
The Second Prince looked up with a pale face, looked at Yang Ming who was quietly observing him, and smiled bitterly: "You chose the wrong person, Ming."
"stand up."
Yang Ming said in a low voice.
The second prince just frowned and looked at Yang Ming.
"I said, stand up."
Yang Ming's eyes became sharper.
The second prince frowned even deeper: "You can't order me, Ming."
Yang Ming suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the Second Prince by the collar, roughly dragged the middle-aged man in front of him, and stared into the Second Prince's eyes.
The Second Prince's breathing almost stopped because of this.
"Answer me now!"
Yang Ming's voice fluctuated noticeably: "Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life? Or come and fight with me now!"
There was a struggle in Edwang's eyes, but the glimmer of struggle soon dimmed.
"No, I can't do that..."
Yang Ming threw the second prince onto the sofa.
"I'm sorry, my friend," Yang Ming smiled and turned away. "I may have scared you, but I'm really worried about the current situation. I'll make a new plan. See you tomorrow."
He took a step to leave, turned his head and glanced at the Second Prince, with deep disappointment in his eyes.
"Yang Ming..."
The second prince shouted subconsciously.
He suddenly had a strong premonition.
If I let Yang Ming go now, I might never see this guy again in the future.
Yang Ming paused: "Hmm?"
"Give me some motivation," the second prince whispered, "Can you? Try to inspire me. I don't have any confidence to face those two superpowers now..."
Yang Ming thought for more than ten seconds, and then he said slowly:
"I had nothing when I opened my eyes to face this world, but now I have the strength to fight against fate and plan to save my family step by step. Your start is much better than mine, Edwan.
“This filthy galaxy is one endless abyss.
"Power, desire, human nature, betrayal, wealth, fame, we are all trapped in this and constantly struggling. The development of science and technology cannot cover up the ugliness of human nature. Instead, technology has built a strong barrier, making it increasingly difficult for the weak to challenge the strong.
“The difference is whether you choose to sink or whether you choose to grab the rope and climb up.
"Don't you want to see what the scenery is like after you walk out of the abyss?"
Yang Ming extended his right hand to him.
"Don't think about your country. The emperor is not qualified to represent the will of the country. I am asking you, coward, do you want to challenge the powerful New Federation together?"
At this moment, in Edwang Yue's eyes, Yang Ming seemed to be emitting a faint light.
Although it's really weak.
