Mystery Makes Me Strong

"ah!"

In the imperial palace of the capital, the emperor woke up from his dream.

"Quick, quick, give the widow another place to sleep!"

In the middle of the night, eunuchs, court ladies and concubines immediately began to toss about.

"Don't have so many people!"

"No lights! Don't make any noise. Anyone who makes a noise will be dragged out and beaten!"

The sound of the emperor's fury.

Everyone was silent.

Immediately, I could only turn off the lights and grope around in the dark to do things, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

Ever since the emperor was assassinated, he had fallen into this problem. If he slept for less than an hour, he would wake up with a start and then sleep in another place.

This hurts the people around me.

After some tossing, the emperor slept in another bedroom.

And it was almost dawn again.

Sleep less than two hours a night.

The emperor saw that he was getting older and older. People under thirty had gray temples and thinning hair like people in their forties or fifties.

After barely falling asleep, the emperor once again entered the Xiawang in the dream.

It's just that this time, in his eyes, Xiawang is no longer a treasure that can see the secrets of ministers and the truth of the world everywhere, but a rope that locks him firmly and may suffocate him at any time!

He shrank in the corner of the palace, and even disguised himself as an eunuch...

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, the tengu is dying!"

"Just a joke, it's very late at night, how could it be possible to see the Tengu eating the sun? It's almost the same as eating the moon." The emperor was disdainful in his heart.

However, I still looked through the gap of the paper window curiously, only to see Lang Lang's night sky, and a round of tomorrow suddenly appeared.

Appearing with it, there is also a big purple flowery dog, which is biting towards tomorrow!

"This, this is a sign of subjugation!" The emperor was shocked.

Night becomes day, and the dog swallows the sun.

The sun and the moon are reversed, and the Great Flame is about to perish!

Is this a warning from heaven?

The emperor thought of his retreat, and the remonstrance he received before... his heart felt cold.

In fact, many people can realize that they are doing wrong things, but because of their personality, laziness, fear of difficulties, greed for temporary comfort, and no one to supervise, they are still doing wrong things.

For example, you are obviously overweight, and you still have to eat late at night...

It just so happens that the position of the emperor is the one supervised by the least people, and ministers can only advise, but cannot forcibly correct.

But at this moment, in his eyes, he suddenly saw the Tengu, and it seemed that a practice method appeared: "Use the spirit to send people, use the shape to hide the earth, use thoughts to transform sounds, and use the heart to support the net..."

After reading it over and over again, the emperor realized that this is a superb exercise for cultivating spiritual seeds and entrusting other people's ideas!

The way of heaven not only warns, but also gives a way to save lives?

Isn't he afraid of death?

I can find a substitute.

He himself can hide behind the scenes, as long as he digs a deep enough underground palace, it is impossible for innate masters to find him, and he uses a puppet body outside.

In fact, the emperor used a substitute a lot.

For example, when going to participate in some dangerous occasions.

This is not uncommon.

There's just one thing you can't use a stand-in for, and that's when you're sleeping.

But it's easy now, he's already sleeping alone.

With this in mind, he began to practice according to this exercise.

…………

Zhao Han smiled gratifiedly.

She just took out the part of the cultivation method given by the blind man to create a spiritual imprint, and transformed it a little bit into a method of sustenance.

To put it bluntly, it means being able to control another person.

The emperor has had various substitutes for a long time, but the trouble is that the substitute can only serve as some etiquette tools, and it is impossible to replace the emperor to go to court, review memorials, and go to bed... It is also easy to see through in the eyes of innate experts.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, playing with these tricks again.

Well, that's probably how people are.

Always try to get things done in a simple way.

It wasn't until we met that we didn't know what to do.

However, who let the other party be his student.

You can't just watch the other party jump into the pit of the emperor and can't get out, and when you go home, there are chicken feathers all over the place.

Someone is right, you still have to be tolerant towards your family members, and allow them to make mistakes and grow up.

He thought for a while, and then cast his gaze on a boy.

…………

A village in the Central Plains.

Li Haiyun is training with the young men in the village.

He is now one of the inner guards sent by the emperor outside.

I am usually responsible for collecting tax information, that is, how much local tax is collected every year, and then report it on Xiawang.

This seems simple, but it was impossible to do it before.

The Central Plains is hundreds of miles away from the capital, and the cost of posting messages for these hundreds of miles is very expensive. It is impossible to report miscellaneous matters, only important matters.

On this day, he started to report as usual, but the above said that there was no need to report in the future.

"Why is that so?" he couldn't help shouting.

Since it was possible to report how much apportionment the county magistrate has collected, the county magistrate has obviously restrained a lot, and some apportionments that may or may not be collected have been cancelled.

"This is the Holy Majesty's order." The superior said impatiently.

Even a mere internal guard dispatched from abroad dared to question him. If it was in reality, he would have already kicked him.

Doesn’t His Majesty help the poor?

Li Haiyun thought to himself.

So who can help us?

A wise voice appeared in my mind.

"Only by yourself can you help yourself and find your kind."

Kind, who is my kind?

Soon he thought of those students who were also taught by Teacher Shengou, and the students he taught in the village!

Teenagers, children of seven or eight.

They have not assimilated by this conventional world, and they can still understand the real truth.

Wen Rensheng just said such a sentence, so he didn't care anymore.

Being a grandpa is also exhausting.

Especially when I see that the students are stupid, I will jump with anger.

In his eyes, everyone is stupid to death.

So he has not been a grandfather for many years.

Only Zhao Han, a silly student who has just started to be a grandfather, still has fighting spirit.

…………

Three months later, an organization called "Tengu Society" was quietly established in the Central Plains.

They rely on Xiawang to gather, rely on Xiawang's online classes, and communicate in Xiawang.

Teaching Chinese, mathematics, and physics are all things that Mr. Shengou has taught before.

Language is the principle of social operation, people are equal, and people establish a cooperation mechanism on the basis of equality.

Public taxes are collected for the public interest and are used to defend the public interest.

If the collection is not for the public interest, but for private enjoyment, then people have the right not to pay.

This is the boulder that completely breaks through the feudal stereotype.

Something even the emperor couldn't stand.

After all, in the eyes of the emperor, the world belongs to his family.

He spends whatever he wants.

Only some emperors who understand better understand that he is just a symbol of the people.

Mathematics is geometric algebra.

Physics is force and motion.

It seems simple, but if you go deeper, you can study a system of modern society.

Children's minds are colliding and communicating every day.

Tengu will grow stronger every day.

Because it is in Xiawang, everyone does not need to meet in reality, so the security is greatly improved.

In the past, such remarks would have been arrested and beheaded long ago.

It is also impossible for the children to have travel expenses and have time to run hundreds of miles to communicate with people outside.

When several Confucian scholars overheard their remarks, they immediately expressed their disdain.

"Monarchs and ministers, father and son, heaven and earth, this is a natural principle. How can everyone be equal? ​​This is treason!"

"This is to rebel, where are you from?"

"Catch them all!"

The children were very angry, what father and son, can they be fed and clothed?

According to this theory, the rich should be taxed more because they extract the most resources from society and of course pay the most taxes.

Of course they also enjoy the most public protection.

After the Tartars invaded, who suffered the most? Whoever has money will suffer the most.

This is fair.

However, according to the principles of monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, it has become a matter of course for the small people to support the big shots above, but the big shots don't have to pay taxes.

because they are noble.

Isn't this bullshit?

Xiaomin would not be able to survive, so how can he support the people above?

In the end, everyone was killed by the Tartars. Before they died, did they still think they were honorable?

The inner treasury was burned to splendor ashes, and the Tianjie was trampled to the bone.