No one answered Ryuma Sakamoto's question, because no one could refute his truth. The thousands of years of history of human civilization and the rise and fall of the country and nation are all accompanied by the struggle and struggle of self-interest and public interests.

If a nation begins to expand public welfare at a certain stage, it will inevitably be full of offensiveness and expansion. This character may be reflected in war, or in large-scale projects and scientific research that benefit the people.

During this period, it is easier for the country to do great things, but the people's sense of happiness will be reduced. As a simple example, people say that the Hanwu expedition to the northern desert of the Western Regions opened up the living space of the Han people, and they were very excited to see the victory of the wars.

However, with one victory after another, hundreds of millions of people were squeezed out of wealth, and it was a sadness that they could not fill their stomachs even in a good harvest. The happiness of the common people was squeezed to the extreme.

This is a kind of damage to self-interest by excessive public welfare, but if self-interest is too strong, it must be a good thing? The Song Dynasty was a typical policy of weak rulers and strong people. After the wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Song Dynasty gave civil servants an absolutely respectful status.

The corresponding landlord class of civil servants jumped up to replace the aristocratic families in the Sui and Tang dynasties. At that time, the emperors of the Song Dynasty could not expand the Bianjing imperial city because their family rules governed them and made them prohibit them from seizing profits from the people, and even the civilian areas close to the imperial city did not dare to demolish them.

It was an era of vigorous development of secular culture. The prosperity of the people was a miracle in the Middle Ages. Before the Industrial Revolution, no one in all the empires of mankind and the wealthy people among the people exceeded that of the Song Dynasty.

However, the Song Dynasty was indeed a period of prosperity but the weakest in Chinese history. In the end, the end of Song was destroyed by barbarians, and countless wealth became the spoils of the barbarians.

At that time, let alone the happiness of the common people, but the common people have no right to survive. Whether you are a prince or a noble or a landlord or a civilian, you will all become slaves of the Mongols at that time.

The conflict between public and private interests has lasted for thousands of years and will continue for countless years. This is an unsolvable problem. As long as human society exists, this conflict will last forever.

Like the pendulum of time, it swings back and forth within two nodes, and the pendulum will not stop until human doomsday.

"Hahaha..." Xiao Letian laughed. He suddenly burst into laughter. Tears of laughter flowed out from the silent hall. It made people around him dizzy and people around him kept palpitations.

Heart is pure tears flowing, mouth is laughing, but heart is bleeding. He lamented that he has finally come to this point. He finally began to use human lives as pawns, like all emperors, generals, and politicians.

Since the day he traveled, he had a fear in his heart, which accompanied him countless sleepless nights and countless hangovers.

Xiao Letian knew very well what path he was taking, and he knew more about how difficult the choice he would encounter in the future. It was not how powerful the enemy was, but whether Xiao Letian could defeat the inner demon himself.

He understood that when his power became increasingly large and he wanted to compete with the great powers in the end, difficult choices would surely arise.

The chessboard that devours human life has been set up. Do you dare to sit down and make a move? In the void, Xiao Letian seems to have seen the souls of countless famous modern politicians, military strategists and revolutionaries flying.

The huge world map is a chessboard for conquest. Each chess piece is a mortal soul bound by evil fate. They are placed in different positions on the map, twisting and struggling to escape the fate of being driven, but they have no choice.

The Queen of England was laughing in the West, the French Emperor watched coldly, the Prussian Pessian Mai raised his hand to ask Xiao Lotte to join the game, while the Tsar glared at him with a knife...

"The chess game has been set up. Will you enter Xiao Letian? Are you playing this game? If you don't play, just change players as soon as possible, or you East Asia will not be a chess player. Wouldn't it be great to let us control it with peace of mind?"

"Don't come...the end is not the end...the end is not the end..."

The curse-like sound echoed in Xiao Letian's ears. Looking at the banks of the Bailayi River in Borneo, South Asia, the chess pieces in the reclamation area were already covered in blood and were chopped into pieces. Although the Chinese chess pieces around him desperately replenished, the ten thousand souls were flying and hovering on the chessboard.

"We don't want to die... Why do we die... Why do we sacrifice our lives for the benefit of others? Please, you are the god of the Chinese race, you are the founder of the Chinese race... You let us live, let us live..."

"Enough!" Xiao Letian suddenly shouted and broke through the mystery from this illusion.

Xiao Letian, who was calm again, shook his head and looked at Lin Zhen, Cai Bixia and others asked, "What do you want? Is it illusory fairness and justice, or a war that cannot be avoided in front of you?"

"I know that the death of those ten thousand people was wronged. The initiator of this incident was Ryuma Sakamoto, but as the current leader of the Chinese clan, I must be responsible. This is a responsibility that I cannot escape... I will bear such a infamy in this position!"

"I announced that this matter is top secret today! It cannot be made public for the time being. How should it be resolved? I will hold a secret meeting of senior officials after the end of this battle to negotiate... Of course, the premise is that we can still win at that time. If we fail, we will all go to the King of Hell to talk about cause and effect!"

"Even after the victory, I, Xiao Letian, will not avoid this issue. I will resign from the position of prime minister by then... Sorry, I don't want to play this chess game anymore!"

"What?" Everyone was in an uproar. Wang Huaiyuan grabbed Xiao Letian's hand and shouted, "Prime Minister cannot be so depressed. Everyone's doubts are not directed at you. Although Bai Layi is a tragedy, everyone understands that this is also a necessary sacrifice to victory..."

"Cai Bixia and the others are just a temporary mentality. They are not forcing the palace. Please give them a chance... They are still young and cannot bear such a crime. If the Chinese people know that they forced the Prime Minister to abdicate, they will not be able to survive... Cough cough cough..."

Wang Huaiyuan began to cough violently again, and Cai Bixia, Lin Zhen and others were frightened and their faces were pale. No one expected that a few words of qi turned into abdication and made Xiao Letian say the word "abdication".

"We are not...we really don't mean that..." Cai Bixia was forced to cry at that time, while Lin Zhen knelt directly on the ground and didn't even dare to exhale.

The entire hall was in chaos, but there was only one person laughing, that person was Ryuma Sakamoto. This man with Xiao LeTian blood flowing in his blood vessels was actually the person who understood Xiao LeTian the best in the world.

"Prime Minister... are you scared? That terrible person's blood chess game... you don't want to play it anymore? Hahaha, you have to defeat this inner demon with your own strength!"
Chapter completed!