Martial Sage

Tang Hao's carriage drove in quietly, the cloth bag was thrown into the carriage, and the two families rubbed their bodies and got in.

He stepped onto the own high-headed horse, and with a light stroke, the horse ran along the road to the gate of the city.

Yuan Jinbao was very busy, but he was very happy. His simple living room was full of officials in green robes. He was worried that there was not enough tea at home, but since Zhang Lanzhi stuffed him with a big bag, he has no such worries.

Although I didn't understand what the officials were discussing, I was just listening to the heated discussion of them knocking on the table and smashing the bench. I guessed that it would not be a trivial matter.

"It's very easy to overthrow the Daomen's memorial table. Just tell the Shangguan. But, have you ever thought about it? This is the first time someone from the Buddhist and Daoist families has taken the initiative to come forward and admit that he is also a citizen of Datang. They have countless believers. Once the force is used, it may cause turmoil in Datang society, and a small amount of money will not be worth the loss."

Standing on the chair, Wang Xuance kept bewitching everyone and he needed to find another way to make good use of this golden opportunity to let the people's beliefs of Tang Dynasty be controlled by the national law.

Power needs to be extremely concentrated, so that the country can concentrate its efforts to accomplish major things, such as sweeping away major problems in the surrounding area and expanding the territory to the end of the sky. Wang Xuance said impassionedly.

"But no one, it's useless even to shoot down the moon. The army can't kill all of them. After the army, they can get rid of the land again. What should we do? You made a happy moment, this enmity But the accumulation gets deeper and deeper, and we will stop doing other things in the future, and kill people with knives and guns? We are civilized people, not butchers."

"Ocean is right. Some policies of the imperial court are not wrong. I heard that the imperial court has taken many measures to control the grasslands and make them our raw material supply areas. We teach them to speak Chinese and write Chinese characters. Mr. also said that A strong civilization will swallow a weak civilization. It only takes a hundred years for the people on the grassland to forget their language. They speak Chinese everywhere, with black hair and black eyes. You can tell who is the big one. People of Tang, who is the beard?"

"Drifted, digressed, seriously digressed. We are talking about memorials, how did we get to the grassland issue?"

"In fact, I also think what Wang Xuance said is reasonable. Now Chang'an City is full of gods and Buddhas, and your Majesty does not pay attention to this. After you have studied your Majesty’s methods, you will find that your Majesty always makes plans and moves. Skill will kill."

"The Dao Sect and the royal family have a deep connection. Doing so doesn't necessarily mean to blind the royal family. Maybe it's a flaw that they exposed. If the royal family seizes this loophole, they make the impossible and make an iron case, so that the Taoists don't resist. This matter may become a huge turning point."

"Yes, if you act like this, the senior officials of the Dao Sect will also be able to explain to other Daoists. After all, they are not afraid of your majesty's supernatural power is fake."

"Finally, there is a clear appearance. Daddy just talked about own ambitions casually, and it was smashed into a sieve by you. I didn't say to let the Daomen take advantage of the policy. Whose policy is it? It is not the court that has the final say."

"At the moment, Daomen wants to abandon grain and plant other crops. Isn't it because the price of grain is low? Just planting anything is more profitable than grain. This is a big misunderstanding. To harm the interests of farmers, keep the country's grain prices at a low level. This is the biggest unfairness to farmers who face the loess and back to the sky."

Another said: "Today Datang’s commercial tax is maintained at a low level of 30 tax one. Wealthy businessmen, wealthy and wealthy people earn a lot of money, but make extremely low contributions to the national treasury. Farmers with a population of Tang Jiucheng, with the lowest remuneration, are responsible for the country’s most onerous taxation. Is this fair? The reason why Daomen did this is to see that it is profitable. Why are they? Just because Daddy's surname is Li?"

"Shut up, okay? We are discussing national policy here. No one will rebel with you. The door has not been cleaned up. Tomorrow our heads will hang on the wall..."

King Peacock Ming was tied to a door panel. His hands had returned to their original state and no longer bleed, but there was a sour sensation that made him almost crazy. No matter how quiet Qi Condensation was, it didn't work.

I can only keep bumping my head against the door, and use the pain to relieve the pain.

Wearing a special gas mask, Tang Hao threw a herbal medicine into the medicine bowl and smashed it. He did this very carefully, and Wu Yueji also wore a special mask.

Every time Tang Hao used the pestle and pounded the medicine ten times, she added some special crystals into the medicine bowl. It seemed that the processing cooperation between the two was not the first time, and the two of them were very skilled in cooperation.

The dried herbs were pounded into powder. Tang Hao scooped it out with a small spoon, placed it in front of him, and then sent it to Wu Yueji. Watching her nodded, he placed the spoon on the peacock. Ming Wang’s nose is in front of him.

The Peacock Ming Wang, who was already clearly in madness, was short of breath. When he inhaled his nose, a small spoonful of powder was sucked into his nostrils.

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