Wang Buxian originally wanted to let everyone be the master of the country.

But after thinking about it, although there are no aristocratic families these days, the power of Xungui is still difficult to deal with.

If you can't defeat them yourself, won't the boast go to heaven?

So, being smart, I immediately changed my mind and set a small goal first, to make everyone able to afford food.

"I'm afraid this is nothing more than a saint, right?" Chen Ping said excitedly.

Of course, there are some differences between Wang Buxian and sages.

At least their concepts are different.

What the sages pursue is to educate all people, but only if they are individuals, they must educate them.

So this is a matter of ideological construction.

Although the goals Wang Buxu set were not so lofty, they were very practical.

If everyone in the world can have food to eat, then why should this country worry about instability?

If such a day really comes...

Chen Ping felt that his blood pressure might be a little high. The scene was so beautiful that he couldn't even think about it, let alone how to describe that scene.

"What are the saints and sages? They are still too far away from us, so let's talk about the issues at hand first!" Wang Buxu laughed.

He didn't plan to say more about this issue, just in case some idiot spread what he said today and it was written down by some shameless historian.

What's even more shameful is that this record has still been preserved, and more than two thousand years later, those troll netizens should definitely call themselves shameless.

Want to curse?

Haha, go ahead and eat whatever you want, I won’t give you this chance!

Wang Buxu put forward specific combat ideas, and then the next step of formulating the details of the battle that required brain-burning, Wang Buxu rationally left.

As a boss, you cannot always do everything yourself. This is extremely inappropriate, will also cause certain psychological implications for subordinates, and is not conducive to the growth and development of subordinates.

Of course, the most important thing is that Wang Buxian doesn't want to burn his brain anymore.

When you are a boss, you have to have the consciousness of being a boss. What does it look like to quarrel with your subordinates when nothing happens?

Wouldn't it be nice for him to hide comfortably and watch them quarrel, and then manipulate the results of their quarrel?

"Young Master..." Chen Ping pursed his lips as he looked at Wang Buxu's back.

What is this thing called?

The matter of founding the country has not been resolved yet!

My position has not been arranged yet!

…

At the same time, Chaoge on the north bank of the Yellow River.

A scene different from the original history also appeared here.

After Peng Yue came out of Juyehuze a few months ago, he first led more than a hundred brothers across the Yellow River to the north bank.

Then we walked all the way to the west.

In history, Peng Yue started his business in Juyehuze, and the time when he started his business happened to be during the period of war between Zhang Han and the princes around the world after Chen Sheng was destroyed.

Peng Yue, on the other hand, took advantage of his own advantages to gather the princes and route their troops, and soon gathered more than a thousand people. From then on, he had the capital to make grand plans.

But now, due to the appearance of Wang Buxu, the main force of the Qin army was blocked to the west of Xingyang.

This is great news for the rebel forces in the area east of Xingyang.

They can commit suicide as much as they want without worrying about the Qin army coming.

All you need to do is send people to keep an eye on Xingyang at all times. Once Wang Buxu can no longer defend it, they can pack up Xinruan and the women and run for their lives.

And if Wang Buxing can resist the Qin army and even defeat the Qin army, then the worst they can do is surrender.

If you dedicate a county's land to the king, don't you think he will give you a generous reward?

Will he pursue the crimes they committed in the past?

But Peng Yue didn't do that. From the very beginning of strict military discipline, it was destined that he didn't intend to behave like those people.

In Peng Yue's eyes, those are people who have no ability and only see the slightest benefit in front of them.

Yes, Wang Buxu will not extend the butcher's knife to those who offer soil to him, but it is easy for a country to change its nature. As long as these people get used to this kind of life, they will definitely do it again in the future, and when they do it again, it will be a butcher's knife.

when telling them.

"Big...big...brother! Come on...come on..." A thin monkey, not tall, but so nimble that it made people feel numb, came to Peng Yue's side with a sliding shovel.

"How many people?" Peng Yue asked slightly nervously.

"Four...four..."

"Four?" Peng Yue said anxiously for the little brother who stuttered.

This person is good at everything. He is not tall, has a flexible body, sharp eyes, runs fast, and is very good at hiding. This kind of person is the most suitable to be used as a scout.

Unfortunately, no one is perfect. When God opens a window for you, he will definitely close a door for you.

Stuttering has become a pain in his life. Of course, Peng Yue also suffers from it. It is so uncomfortable. If a fight really breaks out, people will be stunned. He hasn't even finished his sentence.

But currently there is no more suitable candidate than him, what do you think we should do?

"Five...five...ten..."

"Forty or fifty?" Peng Yue was delighted.

The stuttering guy originally wanted to answer, but it was really a problem for me to speak.

I'd better nod my head.

"Come on, everything is ready, just the same as before!" Peng Yue quickly ordered.

Today's Peng Yue's development is not smooth, unlike Wang Buxian's explosive development.

There were about a hundred people when we came out, but now Peng Yue only has about 200 and less than 300 people.

Watching others quickly gather thousands of followers, what about them?

We can only hide here and there every day, and everyone is very puzzled and depressed.

Well, especially those who were forced over by Peng Yue.

We agreed to take off, but what happened? It was slower than an ox-cart.

When they heard Peng Yue say the same old words, many people sighed in their hearts. Of the forty or fifty people who came this time, there was no telling how many of them would be deceived by Peng Yue.

Well, Peng Yue's vision is relatively high.

Ordinary people looked down upon him for the time being, and the hundred or so people Peng Yue brought out at the beginning had all drawn swords and seen blood.

What about these later ones?

Basically, they are all wanderers and former guardsmen. Ordinary people can come, either tall and strong, or butchers.

You Jiao was the thug under the pavilion chief, who was called a catcher in later generations. He still had some fighting ability.

Therefore, Peng Yue also followed the route of elite soldiers. Unlike Wang Buxu, Wang Buxu deceived him directly from the Xingyang Camp.

Peng Yue felt that his deception skills might not be up to par yet, so he could only think of ways to trick these tourists into eating them.

But something is different this time. Peng Yue planned to eat some of the garrison troops, but only the tourists. The speed is too slow, and he can't keep up with the big guys.

If this continues, Peng Yue may not even know how to explain to his brothers.

Seeing the Chaoge garrison getting closer and closer, Peng Yue couldn't help but lick his dry lips.
Chapter completed!