Hong Qigong paused, looked at Huang Chao, and found that he was not angry, not because of his ambition being exposed, and his anger also dropped. He sighed and said, "The Beggars' Sect is to ask beggars to help each other and make life a little better. If the Beggars' Sect rebelled, shouldn't be killed in the world? The Beggars' Sect is to give them a way out, and they cannot die for someone's ambition."

Hong Qigong said: "Hey, the world's trend. Look at those who win the world, which one does not mean that the world is the public, does not increase taxes, and cherishes the people? After decades, the first emperor died, and later people will be dissatisfied. A group of dignitaries and nobles will be killed, and a new group of people will stand up. The people at the bottom always suffer. The disciples of the Beggars' Sect will die for such things. Wouldn't there be beggars in the world? Those who benefited might have the original Beggars' Sect, but what were they? They were no longer disciples of the Beggars' Sect. New beggars will still be poor and difficult to endure. Don't try to fool the beggars."

After taking a big sip of wine, Hong Qigong saw Huang Chao's face thinking and said in a more intense tone: "The Beggars' Sect can at least protect some poor people now. I heard that there are bullies and corrupt officials harm people, and our Beggars' Sect's disciples can also get rid of him. Although there are always people who will become beggars, at least the Beggars' Sect has also helped."

Huang Chao admires Hong Qigong very much. He seems to be in charge of affairs, but he can see things clearly. Huang Chao can only use a big move: "Qigong, reducing beggars can at least do it. The most important thing in the world is that people's labor will produce fruits, farmers grow crops, and craftsmen make utensils. This is a treasure that people obtain from heaven and earth. Different places have different skills, but the world's trend is better than the past and the present. People's labor skills will improve. If the world is peaceful, everyone lives and works in peace, and the skills of labor will continue to improve, we will gain more and more things, which is the guarantee that everyone can get food and clothing."

"At that time, although the rich are still countless times richer than the poor, and high-ranking officials can bully the people, at least people can survive. They are not afraid of natural disasters such as floods and droughts, and will not be starved to death. As for dealing with people's problems of getting along with each other, they can only slowly seek it, study and educate people, report and supervise, and make the world as fair as possible. The land should be owned by the court, and the emperor does not need to exist. People in the court should be selected from the people of the world."

Hong Qigong sneered: "Your previous words are good. I have also heard that using good farm tools and seeds can make crop yields more. As for your later words, you are deceiving yourself. Nowadays, officials are all from imperial examinations, and they are selected from the world. The books of sages they read also told them to treat the people well. What do you think of the current situation of the Song Dynasty?"

Huang Chao nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, I actually don't want to refute it. But I have an idea and want to eliminate this phenomenon. Mongolia is thriving, and if the Song Dynasty continues like this, it may cause a huge disaster. I am about to test my methods before this troubled times come."

Hong Qigong said: "Would you like to hear the details of the old beggar?"

"I can't explain this. In general, teaching a group of loyal subordinates is to use my own strength to govern the world. Then let everyone in the world learn knowledge and incorporate everyone in my system." Huang Chao would not tell his spiritual network, which was completely a fantasy in the eyes of others, so he could only perfunctory Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong said: "Boy Huang, your skills are good. The beggar who is always polite, and I would like to persuade you to practice hard and be a martial arts master like your father! If you want to rebel, your family will be destroyed at any time. It is best not to have this ambition."

He stood up and said, "Don't talk nonsense about your thoughts. If you always eat your beggar chicken, you will naturally not talk nonsense. Be careful that others will report you to the court. Oh, you don't have to be happy to eat a beggar chicken. Alas, you are really tired of being alive. You young couple take care of your whole journey, and you always beggar leaves!"

After saying that, Hong Qigong turned around and took two steps, moved his body and disappeared among the bushes.

Ling Yuhan sighed helplessly: "You are too straightforward. Mr. Hong Qi has his own ideas. How could he rebel with you? I thought you could become the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Huang Chao said concisely: "I would rather take it in the straight than seek it from the curve." Ling Yuhan understood what he meant, and would not hide his intentions in order to gather the Beggars' Sect and please Hong Qigong, and finally get help from the Beggars' Sect.

Everyone packed up their things and continued on the road. Ling Yuhan said, "You can bring things, but I forgot! Do you have a mobile phone? Let me play for a while." Huang Chao silently took out a mobile phone and said to Ling Yuhan: "There is only a program that comes with it, and there is no network here. If you want to install an application, I have it in my computer. You can bring this mobile phone yourself, keep it in your heart, and resist hidden weapons."

Ling Yuhan stroked the phone with tears in her eyes and said excitedly: "It's been more than 20 years, and I touched the phone again. I'm so touched. Oh, Huang Chao, have you brought a lot of things? There's no problem with charging, right?"

"You can use it as you like, I have plenty of energy here." The joke is that the palladium reactor is in hand, charging the phone anytime, anywhere, and providing unlimited energy.

"Stop, stop, take out the laptop." Ling Yuhan simply stopped leaving. She turned on Huang Chao's computer and her hand holding the mouse trembled slightly, "It's so great, Huang Chao, I love you so much."

After saying this, she blushed and ignored Huang Chao for a long time.

Ling Yuhan played with her mobile phone and rode a horse all the way. Thanks to her great martial arts, this complex movement was not difficult for her. The road was rugged, and Ling Yuhan neither fell down nor fell off the horse. She played until her phone ran out of power, handed Huang Chao to charge her, and said in a slight manner: "Don't you bring a certain star phone? That thing can be a thunderbolt."

Huang Chao really has it. Maybe some fantasy world will strengthen this star phone to the power of a nuclear bomb. Huang Chao gave Ling Yuhan one. Ling Yuhan was very skilled and brave, so he started to play.

When night shrouded the world, Ling Yuhan found that the lights of colorful lights were coming from beside her. She looked up and saw countless colorful light bulbs around Huang Chao that were glowing.

"Oh, my God." The sigh came from not far away. The person who came was a female disciple from Baituo Mountain. She came over to report the situation to Ling Yuhan and saw this magical scene. She had known that Huang Chao was a "sword immortal". The scene in front of her now made her extremely sure of Huang Chao's identity as an immortal.

She looked at her young master with admiration. No wonder she always looked down on men and actually took down an immortal as soon as she arrived in the Central Plains!
Chapter completed!