The people are weak, and when disasters come, they are allowed to be ravaged by iron cavalry. In the peaceful and prosperous times, they are exploited by aristocratic families. For aristocratic families, the people are just ants that can be crushed to death at will. It is worth mentioning that the slightest slightest is like dust.

But the people are strong, and the human will is the will of the people.

Who decides the human will?

It is not the emperor, nor the scholar-official class, officials and clans, but the real people who are at the bottom of society and live for a living.

"The people are ignorant, and their joys and angers are all in one thought, so the heavens are unpredictable, and the humans are unpredictable." Zhang Bairen silently picked up the chess piece in his hand: "This is all my fault! The people are ignorant, but I cannot stand by and watch. I should also open up people's wisdom and pass on the tradition, and it is not like this now, but just hostile to the people."

Actually, let’s talk about a very simple truth. Will adults care about an ignorant child?

As the top powerful figure of the human race, Zhang Bairen has the obligation to develop people's wisdom, rather than standing at a high place to look down, contempt, disdain, or even blame him.

"The people can't even eat enough, so what energy does they have to think about those great principles!" Zhang Bairen left a chess piece: "Actually, there was a problem with my mood back then. The heart of heaven despises everything, and it is indeed mine."

"Governor, you are distracted!" Zhong Liquan said on the other hand: "You are wrong in this chess piece."

The Buddha looked angry: "Senior Zhongli Quan, a true gentleman who can't speak for chess. Although you are a senior, you can't do this. I want to win the Grand Commander's game, is it that difficult?"

"You want to win the Grand Commander? It's a fool. What a great commander? Who in the world dares to say that he can beat his son? How can the Grand Commander be destroyed in your hands?" Zhong Liquan rolled his eyes with a pony fan.

At this time, new changes took place in Chang'an City. Seeing that the dragon energy of Li Tang was about to burn out, the destruction of the clan was right in front of him. Suddenly, humanistic beliefs spread across the world emerged, as if they were endless springs, nourishing the dragon energy of Li Tang's emperor.

Even the burning speed was not as high as the speed of compensation, and in a blink of an eye, Li Tanglong's energy returned to its peak.

"Win! I won the bet! I am dedicated to the country and the people of the world. How could the people of the world abandon me? How could I see my life in danger and not save me?" Li Shimin suddenly burst into tears, and a line of tears fell. He suddenly understood the true responsibility of the emperor.

At that moment, he seemed to have traveled through time and space, his soul spread across the world and united with humanity, felt the joys, angers, sorrows and happiness of the people, and saw countless people crawling on the ground and constantly bowing to thank them. They were pale and thin, dying, and they were insignificant, as if they were ants.

No one knows their names when they die. No one cares about their feelings when they live.

They are humble, but they are the backbone of humanity, the people of Li Shimin, and the foundation of Li Shimin.

"I am like a boat, and the people are like water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn the boat!" Li Shimin's voice was like thunder. At this time, the spirit and spirit produced a mysterious transformation, and a wonderful and unpredictable crown appeared on his soul.

The law of fate, Li Shimin won the favor of the law of fate and the blessing of the law of fate. At that moment, he saw sentient beings, he saw the responsibility of the emperor, and the thoughts determined the fate of countless people and the life and death of countless people.

At that moment, he became the son of destiny, had already understood the laws of destiny to a very deep level, and was blessed by the power of destiny.

A blessing in disguise!

"Li Shimin has become a climate. Li Tang will prosper in the future. I have chosen the right person by entrusting Li Tang mountains and rivers to Li Shimin!" Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a look of surprise. At this time, the avenue flowers in his body suddenly felt a sense, and the projection of the petals representing the law of fate suddenly flew out, turning into a crown and blessing Li Shimin's head.

Zhang Bairen was stunned again, fell into deep thought, his eyes full of thought.

In the Heavenly Palace

Li Yuanji stopped yelling and scolding, Li Yuan silently withdrew his gaze and fell into deep thought. Li Jiancheng, not far away, also lowered his head and said after a while: "Maybe, it is the most correct decision to hand Li Tang over to his second brother."

The heavenly palace fell into silence, and Li Yuanji, Li Jiancheng, and Li Yuan and his son fell into silence strangely.

"boom!"

The dragon energy burned and then a qi spiraled in the void. A mysterious qi came from the darkness and poured into Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde's bodies.

In an instant, the spirit of Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong changed drastically. Only after seeing the flow of qi in the void, the souls in Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde began to transform.

The ministers below had their eyes burning, but they did not dare to say much, for fear of disturbing Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong.

It took about half a day before Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde opened their eyes one after another, and a smile appeared in their eyes: "I'll thank Your Majesty!"

"You two beloved ministers quickly. Now that the sacrifice to heaven has been completed, you have obtained the throne of gods. You will follow me to the study room and draw a portrait with me. Then, if you are tired, the two generals will consecrate you," Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be such trouble. As long as your Majesty orders painters and Taoists to come and see the appearance of me and then draw them on paper. As long as the people stick the portrait on the door and silently recite the name of my brother with incense in their hands, my brother will definitely be able to sense it, leaving aura and divine thoughts on the statue. If any ghosts come to the door, they will inevitably be killed by my brother."

"Oh?" Li Shimin was stunned when he heard this: "Come here, I will quickly pass on the monks from all over the world to meet him."

When the court was really serious, its efficiency was not unusually high, especially now that the human race is facing such a great disaster. Buddhism, Taoism, family furniture and family furniture work together to overcome the difficulties. In just half a day, the portraits of Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong spread all over the world and were posted in front of thousands of households.

In the imperial study room

Li Shimin smiled and said, "The two beloved ministers have now received incense from the people. Every household worships the two beloved ministers. I have put countless eyes in the Tang Dynasty. Every move in the Tang Dynasty can't hide the movements of our eyes."

After the words came, Yuchi Jingde looked solemn: "Your Majesty fight for such opportunities for my brothers. My brothers will definitely fight to the death to serve Your Majesty, and I will never forget this life."

"Get up, don't be pretentious! You, I, the king and the minister, have made great contributions to Li Tang's country. How can I let you go astray?" Li Shimin sighed: "The road to immortality is too slim. The Grand Governor is destined to be the leader. I am arranging a way out for your brothers. Anyway, your brother has become a god. If you can win the fate of immortality, you will be reincarnated in a hundred years. What trouble will you have?"

Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong's eyes were slightly red, and Li Shimin said calmly: "I have summoned two of you here today to plan for the people of the world."

"Your Majesty, my brother can naturally suppress the evil ghosts by thinking about them, but the ghost king who escaped from the underworld will be unable to intimidate them with just a portrait, unless my brothers and I really come here in person." Yuchi Jingde suddenly said.

Li Shimin smiled and said, "It's okay, just leave this matter to the Taoist sect. And don't forget that Mahayana Buddhism will soon be spread eastward, and the Grand Governor is indeed a good layout, one after another, endlessly."

Mahayana Buddhism?

Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong looked at each other, as if they understood something.

Without mentioning the discussion in the study, in the courtyard of Luoyang City, Zhang Bairen withdrew his gaze and put down the chess piece in his hand. How could he have the intention to play chess at this time?

"Aristocratic families, the five surnames and seven sects have always been the root of our human race, and we have sent the order to Zhuo County..." Zhang Bairen's face became solemn: "Encourage my Zhuo County scholars to go to Zhongtu to preach!"

"Governor!" Zuo Qiu Wuji was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were full of horror: "If the thoughts of Zhuo County are spread, they will be attacked by aristocratic families."

In Zhuo County, under the strong and hard-working suppression of Zhang Bairen, the landlords and family members have become a thing of the past. The reform of New China was only more than ten years, let alone Zhang Bairen's strong suppression?

Although Zhuo County does not say that everyone is like a dragon and reaches the 21st century, there is still a certain level of thought during the Republic of China period.

Respect the heaven and earth, respect ghosts and gods, but do not worship ghosts and gods, but only worship heaven and earth and Zhang Bairen.

If the people from Zhuo County were asked to go to China to promote the idea of ​​fighting the family and defeating the aristocratic families and sharing the land equally, they would probably be killed by the aristocratic families.

"Of course, we cannot ask ordinary people to die. Only masters in the realm of seeing the gods can become missionaries in our Zhuo County. Every year, I personally preach to him for one month," Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

"Huh~"

Zuo Qiu Wuji's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Who is Zhang Bairen?

Cultivation is not the best in the world, and it cannot even be ranked in the cultivation world. But when it comes to killing, who in the world is not conscientious in dealing with Zhang Bairen?

Zhang Bairen personally preached to him for a month, which would definitely cause the madness of countless warriors.

Zhuo County has a population of tens of millions, and there is still no shortage of magical warriors. Among the 100,000 people, there can be such a genius.

In addition to the special governance methods of Zhuo County, Zhang Bairen never hides his own personal gains to the people under his rule. As long as you make contributions and get contributions, you can exchange them for your favorite exercises.

Zhuo County does not lack the masters of seeing the gods, but what is lacking is the master of the Supreme Dao.

After decades of development, there must be a strong man in Zhuo County who has hidden tigers and hidden dragons. As for how many people are, it is difficult to say.

As long as you go to Middle-earth to preach, you can get Zhang Bairen's preaching and guidance for a month. Not to mention seeing a magical warrior, even a martial artist who is in power cannot sit still.

"At that time, I'm afraid there will be blood flowing, and the aristocratic families will never sit still and wait for death." Zhong Li Quan sighed softly.

"There's no time!" Zhang Bairen stood up and walked towards the backyard.
Chapter completed!