The little white tiger's body grew to more than two meters. It opened its mouth and roared the tiger, which was no longer as good as the previous breasts, and it felt deafening.

The tiger roar was actually under the pressure of the holy beast. The people around him felt trembling and timid. He fell to the ground with a timid feeling on the spot. Although the rest of the people were still standing, they saw that the white tiger was more powerful than the tiger demon. The white holy beast's light was shining under the moonlight, and his heart was stirred and he couldn't help but kneel down.

"The divine power of the holy beast, the divine power of the heavenly master! Relieve our power and betrayed me, and I will be bowed by the old man." The grandfather shouted in a trembling voice, and then bowed. The rest of the people followed the grandfather to bow down, and shouted in their mouths: "The divine power of the holy beast, the divine power of the heavenly master."

Zhang Luochen touched the white tiger's head in his hand and received great gifts from these villagers indifferently. Sometimes, only by giving both kindness and power can one win people's hearts. This white tiger unintentionally established majesty for him.

After three knocks, Zhang Luochen asked everyone to get up and said to his grandfather: "Since the rebellion of the juexin, you must do it quickly, otherwise it may change over time. What are your concerns about this?"

Speaking of which, Zhang Luochen has a lot of experience in upgrading, but the uprising involves a lot of things, and it cannot be understood in just a few words.

Grandpa nodded and said to Zhang Luochen: "The old man knows the residents here quite well, and he has a little hazy thoughts at that time, but he still needs to ask the immortal master for advice."

Zhang Luochen was surprised. He didn't expect that the old man would have thoughts so soon. You should know that they said that the uprising was a temporary idea. It was only half an hour since the incident was said. It seems that the old man might have had such thoughts in his mind before, otherwise he would not have thoughts that could be raised so soon.

He nodded to the grandfather and said, "But it's okay to say it? We are advisers."

"Yes." Grandpa gave a bow first. Since these things happened, he has become more respectful to Zhang Luochen. He said cautiously: "Why am I thinking? There are dozens of such villages in this Modau Mountain in a radius of more than a hundred miles? The populations are uneven everywhere, but there are always nearly ten thousand? Three or four out of ten thousand people are young and strong? There are also many who have served in military service before. If these people can be gathered together, it will be considered a force. But if you want to overthrow the King of Xijiang, you still have to rely on the national teacher to plan."

Zhang Luochen was shocked when he heard this. The King of Xijiang's army was only 10,000 people? I didn't expect that there were so many people hidden in this valley. No wonder the King of Xijiang wanted to kill the tiger demon, but these people were not many for him.

"Well, just want to rise up, it is not enough for people to be alone? We must plan carefully, so that? You should arrange the matter here first and try to balance the distribution of tiger meat? Don't make people feel resentful, and then call the people in charge of each village to join us? Let's go back to the village to talk in detail." Zhang Luochen ordered? Then hello to Yang Baichuan and others to take the lead.

He wanted to use this time to think about what to do next? Although he had never had the experience of an uprising, he had read a lot of history more than these people. He didn't know how to copy the homework of the ancients.

When they walked back to the hut, a rough plan had been drawn up in Zhang Luochen's mind. When they returned to the house, they said to the three of them: "This uprising was originally caused by accident, but everyone also saw the difficulties of the people. Since this is the case, helping them is a merit."

"Brother Zhang, don't say much. We must be your leader. Helping the suffering people rise up is definitely a good story." Qin Zi'ang immediately responded. His scholarly temper was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and he felt a little eager to try his luck when he spoke angry.

Yang Baichuan didn't say much, so he just nodded. However, Xue Hongling on the side hesitated and said to Zhang Luochen: "Master, Hongling is a little worried. The national teacher is the national teacher of the Southern Zhou Kingdom. Is this matter in the Southern Chen Kingdom?

"What are you afraid of?" Before Zhang Luochen could speak, Qin Zi'ang, who was standing aside, slapped the table and stood up: "The Southern Chen Kingdom massacred tens of thousands of soldiers and fought with our country for several years. Not to mention rebelling against him, the King of Xijiang, what if he rebelled against Nan Chen Kingdom? I'm afraid that it would be praised by the king after returning to China."

He paused for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "In this way, it's like killing two birds with one stone. Brother Zhang is simply far-sighted."

Zhang Luochen shook his head helplessly. He promised to lead these people to revolt but follow the trend. There were no thoughts that Qin Zi'ang said, but there was no need to argue about these details at this time.

After hearing this, Xue Hongling nodded and said to Qin Zi'ang and Zhang Luochen: "What Mr. Qin said makes sense. Hongling was worried too much. Next, she just listened to the instructions of the national teacher."

"Okay." Zhang Luochen was waiting for their words, because his next thing really needed the assistance of these two natives to accomplish. After all, it was a bit of a big deal to let him handle these many chores by himself.

At this moment, I said in detail to the people who thought about it: "I think so. Look at what you have omissions. I want to divide the nearly 10,000 people in the mountain into two camps: barracks and private camps. The private camps are managed by everyone, and Brother Qin is in charge. What you have to do is tell stories very simply. Brother Qin, you must give full play to your writing talent and create a reasonable reason for rebellion for these rebels. It is best to use some mythological things. I have two stories here that you can learn from."

"The first one said that someone caught a golden carp in the river. After catching it, they cut open the belly of the fish and saw a strip of cloth that said that the West River was destroyed and the world was prosperous. Note that the king was killed by the death of the destiny.

The second one is that there are foxes in the mountains crying every night. After they cried, they would actually say people's words, saying that the Xijiang River was destroyed and the world was prosperous. Do you understand? You can combine the customs and customs of Mount Modou, and what is more awe here, and say a few more signs, as long as people think that the death of the Xijiang King is the general trend, or that our rebel army is a great responsibility given by heaven.

Then, train these private villagers. They don’t have to know that this is fake, so they think it’s really better. They should have relatives and friends in the city, so they ask them to go back to the city in batches and tell these stories when they meet.

In addition, make up some nursery rhymes and teach them to the children, so that they can go back to the city to sing."

Hearing this, Qin Zi'ang had a surprise look in his eyes. He raised his hand to Zhang Luochen and bowed 90 degrees. Then he said, "Brother Zhang, this kind of thriller can win the hearts of the people. The uprising will be twice the result with half the effort."

Zhang Luochen thought to himself, what is this? It is all leftovers of the ancients in their previous life. The fish belly silk book and the Yellow River stone people are all this routine.

However, in ancient times, there was no supernatural power, so I could only make a gimmick. But the foolish man and the wife were, but this world had supernatural power, so this kind of thing should be more effective.

However, his expression was not revealed at all, and he nodded: "I'll trouble Brother Qin like this. The story should be wonderful, pay attention to details, and the more realistic the better."

Qin Zi'ang slapped his chest: "No problem, this is all for me, but if you want to control Xijiang City, relying solely on these may not be enough."
Chapter completed!