Chapter 479 - 334: The Movie Star! The Taoist Strategist! The Advancing Martial King!_2
Too subtle.
The so-called "Hundred-Year Phoenix Morning" is a dish where the tongues of various rare birds are stir-fried after they have been marinated and brined with various spiritual ingredients.
Don't be fooled by the small dish in front of you; countless precious birds have been 'silenced' for it, physically.
Looking at the delicacy in front of him, Yi Chen felt deeply sympathetic. He couldn't help but sigh; this was the reason he constantly struggled to climb upwards.
Now that the world was undergoing strange changes, if he wasn't the butcher, then he was the bird's tongue; he didn't wish to be the tongue, so he worked his wits to the bone, braved great dangers, and went mad consolidating power and combat strength, all to become the World-Shaking Pure Yang that loomed over the fate of all beings.
Even though heaven cherishes all life, Taoist Yi also possesses one of the great virtues, frugality!
Wasting food is shameful.
He hesitated for a moment and then shoveled a chopstick-full into his mouth.
Hiss!
Delicious~
At that moment, his virtue of frugality shone even brighter.
After gobbling down three bites, Yi Chen stopped his chopsticks and said with a smile, "Your Highness is surely as clever as they come and must have guessed what follows. Do you really need me to spell it out?"
"Just like Your Highness, Martial King will certainly open a gambling market. Since that's the case, we'll hedge our bets. Your Highness can just liquidate your holdings and rush to Martial King's market to buy up all my stock!"
"Given my rank at present, the odds of me winning the top spot at the Great Qin Legal Assembly must be high. As long as we guide them properly, once I breakthrough to the Sweet Sixteen, I'll sweep them clean!"
"Only one round is needed, and regardless of how much Martial King gains at first, he'll end up tailoring a wedding dress for us!"
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"Your Highness needn't do anything, just keep the gambling market normal and control the arena."
"The desires in people's hearts are like boulders rolling down a mountain; once they start, they only gather speed until they're unstoppable."
"This is the Heavenly Dao!"
As he said this, Yi Chen's voice became impassioned, hammering his point home.
"Therefore, Martial King is bound to get caught in the net! Once he's caught, he shouldn't think of escaping!"
"He wins and wins and finally loses everything!"
"It is wise to press on with your courage after a routed enemy, but it is foolish to sell fame and imitate the overbearing king. If Your Highness can covertly obtain proof of Martial King manipulating the duel through sect insiders, hiss, Your Highness, do you think anyone will dare to hold us accountable amidst the overwhelming momentum of the crowd willing to accept their losses? We haven't cheated."
"This is the way of transforming contradictions. They won't disappear but will be shifted. If this method still isn't enough to calm public anger, poor Taoist here has seven or eight more tactics to safely get through. That pile of crap, Martial King will have to swallow it, willingly or not."
As he spoke, King Jing and his queen both looked serious, with a glint of excitement in their eyes. King Jing and his wife exchanged a glance and then both stood up, raising their glasses!
Yi Chen also stood up, poured wine!
All three declared in unison, "Genius!"
"Someone, bring another two plates of the Hundred-Year Phoenix Morning for Taoist Yi, and pack one to go." The keen-eyed queen saw that Yi Chen had eaten most of the bird tongue on his desk and immediately clapped her hands, issuing her command.
After the servant left, Yi Chen continued to discuss the details with King Jing and his wife.
Teaching them how to guide and control public opinion, how to hedge bets.
During this time, if they truly kept the gambling market fair, Martial King would definitely send people to play tricks and buy control of the duels. To prevent major losses from such situations, they would directly buy from the opposing market to hedge. At worst, they would suffer a small loss. Eventually, it would be Yi Taoist's deadly blade that would slay the dragon in one fell swoop!
Yi Taoist discusses strategy, not letting Martial King fleece him for free.
It's all Taoist Yi's money!!!
Besides, there needs to be packaging, topics to heat up discussions; it doesn't matter if the talk is reasonable or not as long as there's enough of it, with mixed signals that get the snowball rolling and cultivate the market.
Inside the carved palace, the whispering voices of Yi Chen and King Jing's couple filled the room. After setting the strategy, it would be futile without good tactics. Taoist Yi must take charge of the wheels.
He promised to send Martial King and the sects on a roller coaster ride, breathlessly thrilling them.
To cut them down! Snap snap snap!
And his previous suggestion to give Lin Luo a 10% cut was partly to reward Lin Luo's kindness, and partly to get the Ministry of Justice to beat the drum and fan the flames.
After all, Lin Luo knew about his previous strength; by blocking that path and taking the main credit for slaying the Purple Crystal Demi-human, nothing would go wrong.
If they were friends, he needed to share the benefits; what kind of friendship would it be if friends were left hungry?
This effortless 10% cut, now an astronomical sum, was absolutely fair for Lin Luo's contribution.
Yi Taoist has always been generous, making money together when there's wealth to be shared, of course, he would take the lion's share!
In the end, there'd still be some scraps for those below to roll into meatballs~
Qin Qingyun watched the sinister smiles on their faces and couldn't help shivering.
She didn't understand.
What does it mean to "tell a story"? What does "shaking out and absorbing chips by breaking things down into smaller pieces" mean?
Suddenly, her eyes became clear.
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"Master, what does 'telling a story' mean? What does 'shaking out and absorbing chips by breaking things down into smaller pieces' mean? Can you explain it to me again, in more detail, please?"
"I didn't understand any of it!"
Inside the Bamboo Paradise of Jingzhu, within the small purple bamboo dwelling, Qin Qingyun's eyes had already turned into starry eyes, eagerly massaging Yi Chen's shoulders. Unfortunately, her effort was in vain; her cheeks puffed out, unable to push down as if pressing on divine iron, not budging an inch.
After the earlier secret conference with King Jing, eager to strengthen his bond with Yi Chen, he had asked Yi Chen to give some pointers to his precious daughter while he and his wife excitedly went down to arrange these matters.
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