Signing Into Immortal Martial World

Chapter 121: The way of luck, gather the power of all

The precarious and precarious Da Zhou Dynasty suddenly became calm.

The emperor's death, the princes are all ill, as if it had no effect.

The ten princes who lived in the East Palace were the least favored.

In the year of tying the hair, there is no foundation and rush to the top.

And now.

But it was already the Dinghai Shenzhen of Da Zhou, the Optimus Prime.

Indispensable!

No one expected the young royal prince.

Suppresses the family lords with ghosts in their hearts.

It also suppressed all kinds of chaos that should have been breeding.

The impact of the Xishan War was extremely far-reaching.

Early childhood enlightenment, school preparations, imperial examinations...

These piles, one after another, made the Manchu civil and military dissatisfied, which is tantamount to digging the foundations of the family and presumptuously "rebellious".

Gradually, the resistance subsided and implementation began.

Especially with the update of the Weekly Ranking, the Emperor of the Great Zhou ranked second, and all the forces have suppressed other thoughts.

The clusters of heads hanging from the Sifang City Gate were reduced again.

The four great lords headed by King Langya, Qinghe Cui, Fan Yanglu, and Chen Junxie, were stunned again after being killed.

Already silent, no one dared to speak again.

The prince of the Great Zhou is now sitting in the East Palace.

Gan Gang arbitrarily, Jinkou Yuyan.

In a short period of half a month, all the accumulated abuses of the imperial court over the past century were removed.

The aristocratic family's style of controlling state affairs is gone.

Jianghu gangs used force to ban them indiscriminately.

Even the salt and iron transportation where corruption is prevalent,

Twenty-six state shepherds who support their own soldiers,

There is also a nine-side important town that is constantly demanding military wages and grass like a gold swallowing beast.

These major issues have caused headaches for the emperors of the past dynasties.

There seem to be signs of being resolved.

The harbinger of the prosperous age seems to be in sight.

"It's just an illusion."

Zhao Mu sat in the imperial study room, put down the Zhubi for reviewing memorials, and said to Zhao Yuan next to him:

"Education reform can't be done overnight, don't look at the family members who are obedient now."

"But it is actually very difficult to implement the Mengtong learning and scientific method to the state, county, and township."

"The old saying goes, imperial power does not go to the countryside."

"To govern a place, you can only rely on the gentry and the clans."

"Because the emperor is in the center, it is impossible to be indifferent to everything. The hole is like a candle, so I have to use artificial hands."

Zhao Mu spoke slowly, and his words were like morning fog and flowing water, silently infiltrating people's hearts.

Zhao Yuan, who moved a chair and sat on the right, nodded seriously, and silently remembered these words in his heart.

"The emperor's suppression of the family's clan leaders will not cause chaos in the place and cause misfortune."

Zhao Yuan frowned and thought, completely immersed in the map of the dynasty outlined by Zhao Mu.

Sixteen states, hundreds of counties, countless rural villages.

Many places even only know the squires, clan elders and sect gangs, but not the name of the emperor.

Under such circumstances, how can the imperial brother get rid of the constraints of the noble family and the influence of the nobles and clans?

"Power can suppress everything."

Zhao Mu shook his head, full of confidence between his brows.

"As long as the Holy Land falls under the wind and cannot shake the great Zhou dynasty, and the family's clansmen, the local prefectures and herdsmen will not dare to move lightly."

"However, this can only cure the symptoms, but not the root cause."

"If you want to completely eliminate such ills, you need to find another way."

Zhao Yuan was thoughtful, knowing that this was the "homework" assigned to him by the emperor's brother.

He began to speculate in his heart, how can the emperor's majesty spread to every corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Seeing the appearance of his own brother in a trance, Zhao Mu smiled slightly and did not bother.

In his mind, he actually had a rather vague outline.

It just hasn't been practiced yet and needs time to verify.

"This world, the sun, the moon and the stars, the rivers and mountains, all have essence. This is where the foundation of martial arts lies."

Zhao Mu's thoughts float.

since.

Everything has its breath.

Then why are there no bright words that unite people's hearts?

Are there any brilliant and brilliant verses?

Is there a moral idea to educate the people?

Wenqi, talent, awe-inspiring righteousness... why don't they exist?

"Emperor Yuan said that the ancient Taoism is extinct."

"This makes the six holy places steal high positions and control everything."

"Shangyin Academy is the heritage of Confucianism, and there are even superior martial arts that resemble the awe-inspiring spirit."

"Then why is the character and talent not manifested?"

Zhao Mu's mood diverged, and many questions arose.

In the seal of the Nine Dragons left by the Emperor Yuan, he caught a glimpse of the claws of the ancient Taoism.

Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism have their own systems.

Haoran righteousness, Dharma Sanskrit, Taoist magic... all have different opinions.

In ancient classics, there are also records of great scholars moving the sun and the moon, killing demons and calming evil atmospheres.

"The Era of the End of Dharma, the catastrophe is approaching."

"Orthodoxy is severed and unknown."

Zhao Mu speculated.

Behind his head, a four-fold aperture faintly flickered.

Thoughts collide, sparks,

"The system can be established or changed."

After a long time, Zhao Mu firmed up his ideas.

He felt that if he wanted to revolutionize the tripod, he wanted to build an immortal Chinese dynasty.

A huge system needs to be redesigned to make it work well.

Only in this way can it be avoided that the laws of history continue to repeat themselves.

"The way of air luck, the number of air and fate of the people, gathers the fortune of the country."

"This is a collective effort, everyone needs to be involved."

What Zhao Mu thought in his mind was to use dynasty as a framework.

Then add Confucianism and Shintoism to it, and set various rules.

Constrain people's hearts and have their own laws.

"Among the seals of Nine Dragons, there is only the method of establishing the dynasty, but there is no road to the emperor or the gods."

"What Yuan Huang didn't complete, someone needs to continue."

Zhao Mu quite agrees with the idea of the first person in a lifetime.

He is the crown prince and will soon become the emperor.

Instead of thinking about breaking into the void, surpassing the catastrophe.

It is better to embark on the path of gathering the power of the crowd and breaking the bounds of ascension.

Compared with the former, the latter has an advantage over oneself.

not to mention--

"In the world of China, there has never been a'immortal man' throughout the ages."

"Even if the legend has broken through the tenth level of the mortal realm, the Emperor Yuan who has ascended the Tao of Huadao will die under the thunder of the sky."

"His talent is unique, but he didn't choose'Broken Void', but gathered the power of the crowd."

"What is the reason for this?"

Zhao Mu thought about the birth and death, quietly thinking.

In the dark, he felt very strange.

"His Royal Highness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yun Shuyu quietly entered the Imperial Study Room and said softly:

"Shangyi Supervisor sent Gun Dragon Robe, do you want to try it on?"

Zhao Mu condensed his thoughts, his eyes calmed down.

He got up and nodded.

Those secret pasts of thousands of years and thousands of years are too far away from the present.

"No matter what the truth is, I will not repeat the mistakes of the Emperor Yuan."

After Zhao Mu lost both hands, three days later, he was enthroned.

The three authentic sects, Tianlong Temple, Hunyuan Road, and Yunzhongju.