Rong Zhen suddenly stopped talking.

After a while, a soft voice came from between the teeth:

"You, don't go too far."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and asked proactively:

"What do you think about Yuanjun? Didn't you say that this Yue virgin is the successor of Yuanjun? In the eyes of most people in Wuyue land, he is half Yuanjun. He has a distinguished status and is half a godhead.

"In this situation, if you really catch her and the news spreads, people like Li Yu may come to make trouble. How will we deal with it then?"

Rong Zhen frowned:

"If he is really a god, he can be caught by us. He is just pretending to be a god. You southerners are superstitious about ghosts and gods, but I don't believe it."

After a pause, she added:

"When we go back and catch this girl, those people really dare to make trouble. Just let them see what is going on with the so-called god. We have to let them know that the so-called Yue Virgin, the first heir to Yuan Jun is just an ordinary girl.

"Maybe this can also eliminate some of the superstitious things about ghosts and gods in your hometown of Wuyue."

Ouyang Rong shook his head gently:

"The power of Yuanjun does not lie in the presence or absence of divine power. You are wrong. You don't see it that way."

Rong Zhen frowned and immediately turned back:

"What do you think?"

At this time, the two of them happened to arrive at the water prison.

Ouyang Rong was silent

At the entrance of the water prison, Old Yangtou was sitting under an oil lamp at the door. He moved a bench, the one Ouyang Rong had just sat on in the water prison.

Ouyang Rong saw a book with a blue cover spread out between Old Yang's head and knees. Under the dim light, his only remaining eye narrowed slightly and fell on the book.

He seemed to be concentrating.

After the sound of Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen's returning footsteps was heard, Lao Yangtou immediately put away the book and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the cover page of this book, which seemed to have the word "Fu Xing" written on it. Ouyang Rong had some impression that it should be a Legalist classic, which is relatively niche.

But the niche and the masses are not the key, the key is...

The style of painting is a bit strange.

A one-eyed old man who is proficient in waterboarding and likes to torture prisoners with perverted methods. He is suspected to have been a cold-blooded and ruthless cruel official. He likes to read sages' books in private after execution?

No, you all have to take the postgraduate entrance examination today, right?

Ouyang Rongduo glanced at the expressionless one-eyed old man who stood up at the door to greet them silently.

He shook his head slightly.

Ouyang Rong suddenly continued:

"Rong Nu Shi, if I talk about it in a more practical and popular way, what makes Yuan Jun so powerful is the huge power that comes with her identity."

"that power?"

"Well, it's power, not her own divine power. The former comes from others, from the consensus of thousands of people."

"What does it mean?"

"How does Rong Nu Shi think the power of the imperial court, or in other words, the power we have in our hands now, compares to hers?"

"How can the unorthodox southerly worship of minor gods be compared with the important weapons of the country?"

"No, no, no, when comparing power, you can't just look at the range, but also the depth. After all, we are now standing in the hometown of Wu and Yue."

The three of them did not enter the water prison and stopped in front of the door.

Rong Zhen, Lao Yangtou saw Ouyang Rong raise a finger, waved it gently, looked at them, and said in a leisurely tone:

"There are three types of power. I think it can be divided into three levels, from outside to inside.

"The most superficial power is what we have. This kind of power is based on a clear set of legal provisions. The people's obedience is due to their recognition and fear of the imperial power and national laws. It is only maintained by... simple and crude punishments.

, is mandatory.”

"The power our official positions have is just like this, it's just a hat, and the exercise of this power relies on the law on paper.

"This kind of superficial right can be easily circumvented, because any rule written on paper can be exploited reasonably. So it is not the most powerful."

"The second level of power is more powerful. It is based on some ancient traditions or default rules. It is difficult to create it, but the cost of maintaining it is very low, so it is suitable for once and for all.

"They are some unwritten rules, such as some unwritten rules of officialdom. Everyone knows that they exist, but no one dares to say that they exist. Since it is invisible, it is more powerful, because those who have this power have control over everything.

The final right of interpretation.

"It's not like a rule written on paper. Everyone is afraid of its intangibility and the consequences of being the first to break it.

"The punishment is unpredictable, and the power is unpredictable. That's what I mean...but the third kind is more powerful than it."

Ouyang Rong whispered, and stopped here, looking at the torch hanging on the wall, wondering what he was thinking.

Rong Zhen was fascinated by what he heard and asked eagerly:

"What is the third one? You haven't said it yet."

Ouyang Rong uttered two words:

"Sage, and... Yuanjun."

Rong Zhen frowned and saw him turn around:

"Rong Nu Shi, do you still say it too much? Following the principle that the intangible is more powerful than the tangible, the power built by faith and worship is naturally the most powerful.

"Explanation is very troublesome. I will only talk about one of the special features of this kind of power... The first two powers are mandatory after all, but the third kind of power is not mandatory. They influence or control people's thoughts in a subtle way.

concept.

"The most difficult thing in the world is to put your thoughts into other people's heads and let others accept your own truth from the bottom of their hearts. It is said that it is difficult to reason, and it is difficult to reason. In fact, many people have not put their thoughts into their heads.

The right to get into other people's heads.

"There are only a handful of existences with this power in the world, and Rong Nu Shi must have heard of them... They have become sages, kings, and monarchs. Because they have this power, they are who they are.

"This power is completely invisible. Scholars in ancient and modern times, courtiers in the Manchu Dynasty, common people in the world, and the children of Wu and Yue today, no one forces them, they just naturally accept the concepts of sages, kings, and monarchs. These existences do not need to say too much.

, believers will help them debate the scriptures, and their minds, which have been subtly influenced, will spontaneously come up with explanations.

"Like the good water in the mouth of Taoist ancestors, it takes shape when it encounters objects and encompasses everything... No, even further, it is invisible energy. Everyone breathes as usual and sees it as normal... Rong Nushi, today I met Li

Yu, are you sure you still want to underestimate Yuan Jun and the female nuns Yunmeng? Are you going to underestimate a hidden sect that has been preaching in the land of Wuyue for thousands of years and has a lifespan longer than all the secular dynasties after the pre-Qin period combined?"

The girl in palace clothes had her eyes widened at some point, staring at his indifferent face.

Can this kind of "expensive knowledge" involving the nature of power be told in such a dark and damp dungeon?

But looking at Ouyang Lianghan's expression, it seemed that he was speaking smoothly without any taboos. His expression was so casual that he seemed to find the old saying boring.

Not only was Rong Zhen shocked, but Old Yang, who had only one eye left on his side, was staring at Ouyang Rong intently.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand, said no more, and walked into the water prison.

After a while, Li Yu was brought out without anyone stopping him.

Before leaving, Old Yangtou suddenly said:

"Little Bachelor Ouyang, have you ever served in Dragon City? Is there a Butterfly Creek there and a Dickong Gate upstream?"

"That's right, how do you know, you've been there before?"

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Old Yang didn't answer and asked again:

"I heard that a folding-wing canal has been built there now? The Dickong Gate has also been demolished, right?"

"Um."

Ouyang Rong said in a gentle tone:

"It seems that you should have been there before. Now you have the opportunity to revisit the old place. Dragon City is different now. Everyone who goes there will like it."

Old Yangtou's expression was a little dazed, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

Ouyang Rong didn't care and took Li Yu away.

Looking at his back, Rong Zhen hesitated to speak.

Old Yangtou suddenly said:

"Let the young maester try it."

"You believe him so much?"

Rong Zhen asked.

Old Yangtou whispered:

"He is different from us. My punishment and Rong Nushi's violence, in his words, are just to maintain the first level of power.
To be continued...