Perhaps in the human subconscious, no matter whether the decisions of collective action are correct or fallible, following the crowd will always make people feel more at ease, and persuading this matter is no exception.

As some smart people began to take the lead and hand over the promised form they pieced together to Wu Han, a strong trend of persuasion was suddenly set off. When it comes to the most wax, it is Wu Han, the protagonist of this big event. After a day of hard work, he received the survivors who came to deliver the promised form. He was exhausted by these guys who were full of mistakes. In a last resort, Wu Han had to temporarily hide in the cave and hide in the quietness, and searched for an uninhabited corner to carefully recall the whole story of the matter.

When he recalled it carefully from beginning to end, Wu Han was sure that he had only mentioned to his wife Zhou Chen about Wang Chao's suggestions on the implementation of the feudal system. I believe that other people in Taohuayuan would not have information channels to know the inside story, and Wang Chao was not a big mouth, so this kind of thing was unlikely to be transmitted from outside.

Then, Wu Han found Zhou Chen who was watering the flowers angrily, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Oh! Zhou Chen, why didn't you tell me, and you just let the news out, without a single word of the horoscope!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Chen showed a sly smile. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the green leaves of the potted plants on the table, and said lightly:

"Big fool, this is called pre-building momentum! At least you have to create a suitable environment and atmosphere first, so that you can go with the flow. There is no such thing as you think, who will announce your own title as soon as you start. Of course, you have to persuade the people below to advance. According to the tradition of China, you have to refuse publicly at least three times before you can accept it barely, otherwise, you will not be humble and cautious enough."

It’s hard to say that the great truth expressed by Zhou Chen made Wu Han roll his eyes and sigh helplessly. He said angrily:

"Please, these are all things that are so stupid. I want to say that they are nonsense from beginning to end, and they have to make such a simple matter complicated. Isn't it just a change of name and a title? I was the head of Taohuayuan, so what's the difference between here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen shook his fingers and said disapprovingly:

"Yes, but there is nothing we can do about it! Who says our customs is like this? Fame! Fame! You have to have a name first, and then you can have a share! Setting up a name first to stabilize people's hearts. I guess the mine protection team has started to have a blow! Alas, it's all the same thing anyway. You just need to watch the changes next to you. This matter does not require you to participate."

Office of the Headquarters of Hongliu Company

Recently, Situ Bo, whose face has obviously lost weight, stood in front of Meng Shenji's desk straight, maintaining a squinted posture, showing his military style. Unfortunately, Meng Shenji did not appreciate Situ Bo's professionalism. He waved his hand lazily and signaled his whereabouts to sit down.

When Situ Bo sat on the chair opposite in a standard posture, Meng Shenji stroked his hand on the desk and threw a letter in front of him. Situ Bo is not a direct member of Meng Shenji, and the relationship between the two can only be described as general friendship. However, with the continuous loss of war and internal friction, the number of mercenaries, which was not sufficient, became less and less, and the situation worsened to the point that Meng Shenji had to encourage everyone to sit down calmly and exchange opinions even if there were any conflicts, hoping to strengthen the power to rule the entire group by tying together to further reduce internal friction, in order to avoid the number of mercenaries as the ruling class continuing to decline.

One day in the future, the end of being swallowed up by the tide of resistance from tens of thousands of survivors who were cruelly enslaved was definitely not the end of life that Meng Shenji was looking forward to. Even so, Situ Bo did not think that he could get Meng Shenji's special favor. When he took the letter with a little surprised expression, he carefully took out the letter and read it.

After reading the content of this letter, Situ Bo suddenly felt a little amused and said:

"...When did this guy Wang Chao learn to be so humorous and promote the feudal system?"

The situations of Hongliu Company and the Mining Protection Team are very different. Currently, the total number of mercenaries is less than 200, ruling tens of thousands of survivors. Although due to the carefully designed governance structure, there are many conflicts between ordinary slaves and slave foremen at all levels, if they further divide the power of the core group, the mercenaries are afraid that they will not end up being in a good way. The feudal system may be quite good for the Mining Protection Team or the Peach Blossom Land, and it can be regarded as a double-edged sword for Hongliu Company. It is beneficial but also harmful. If used poorly, it may cause the risk of a total collapse.

The scheming Meng Shenji was not surprised by Situ Bo's statement. At this moment, he smiled slightly and said:

"Don't rush to draw a conclusion, I still have a letter!"

Situ Bo took another letter from Meng Shenji's hand. When he saw the signature on the cover, his face changed drastically and said:

"Wu Han!"

You can tell me about the gossip. Just the attack on the camp eastward and the sudden death of his cousin Situ Ya in the wilderness, and finally the dead body was gone. Situ Bo's impression of the name Wu Han can be called unforgettable. At this moment, he immediately restrained his smile and then looked at Meng Shenji in confusion.

He slowly drew a match and slowly lit a cigar. In the blue smoke, Meng Shenji's eyes drooped slightly and said:

"See, Wang Chao is in charge of taking the lead, Wu Han followed suit. They had already set up the stage, and now I'm just waiting for me to come up and sing this Three Kingdoms together. It's a great show!"

The Peach Blossom Land is purely based on Wu Han’s personal prestige and force deterrence. As long as he is still there, any attempt to split is stupid. The mine protection team experienced a storm and the unstable factors were almost repaired by Wang Chao. The Torrent Company, which adopted a high-pressure rule, occupied the vast majority of the population within the power, which was the slaves who had no rights, followed by the slave leaders who had a little benefit, and then the mercenaries who were seeking it. The top of this pyramid of power is Meng Shenji himself.

After many fierce wars and internal frictions, the number of mercenaries in the second-class Hongliu Company was no longer as large as before. Even if different factions all add up, they were only around 200 people. If they continue to split their own power, it would probably not be enough to suppress the slave riots that could occur at any time.

In the past, someone proposed to reorganize Hongliu Company and demanded the restoration of the traditional Hongmen Hall system. This attempt to seize power was unsurprisingly suppressed by Meng Shenji's thunderous means. Those opposition parties who wanted to rise were beaten to pieces, except for a few people, such as Situ Bo, who were aware of the current affairs, changed their course and worked under Meng Shenji. Although they were not valued, they at least protected themselves, and the rest ended up in a miserable end. Now, Meng Shenji, who monopolized the power of Hongliu Company, is also considered an uncrowned king. If the feudal system is to be promoted, this proposal seems to be of no significant benefit to him!

At this time, Situ Bo suddenly felt confused. Why did Meng Shenji specifically recruit a marginal person who was neither a confidant nor a general to discuss this matter? What's the point of discussing this?

"General, what you mean is..."

At this time, Meng Shenji comfortably swallowed the clouds and blew out a smoke ring, and said with some excitement:

"We have too few people. The old saying goes, hardness should not be long, and softness should not be kept. Since the situation in the outside world changes, we have to adapt to the changes, don't you think so?"

No matter how beautiful the people standing on the stage speak, the saint who always voluntarily gave up power in the world, Situ Bo was not sure whether Meng Shenji really planned to adopt feudal system or used it to test his own intentions. In a dilemma, he could only follow Meng Shenji's words and said:

"If the feudal system was implemented, would other people ask for feudalization? As far as I know, there are many people who hope to do their own things!"

Hearing the sound, Meng Shenji seemed to be able to see through the deep gaze of the heart. He suddenly stared at Situ Bo intently. His long silent gaze made a layer of cold sweat appear on his body soaked in his shirt. I don’t know how long it took, Situ Bo finally heard Meng Shenji speak:

"No one will raise it now, but what about the future? Will people be satisfied on that day?"

Speaking of this, Meng Shenji seemed to feel infinite sighs and sighs. He paused for a moment and continued:

"We don't have many people anymore. I don't want to get internal friction anymore. Let it go!"

Situ Bo heard these words and never dared to believe them deeply. He had heard the rumors recently. It is said that Meng Shenji was preparing to promote a group of people from the low-level slave foreman to receive superficial military training, and then promote them as auxiliary forces to enrich the armed forces of Hongliu Company. If this is true, would this chief plan to replace those rebellious old people with easy-to-manage new people? When his thoughts came to this point, Situ Bo was shocked, and his eyes looked at Meng Shenji suddenly became a little cautious. For the ability to take and let go of absolute power, this not-stunning Chief Meng is probably a big idea!

Perhaps seeing Situ Bo’s thoughts, Meng Shenji showed a mysterious smile at this moment and said:

"It's better to be the head of a chicken than the queen of a cow! Greed is a common problem for people. There are not many people around me who are as wise as you."

After saying that, Meng Shenji sighed, and took two cigars produced in the concentration camp in his hand, shook his head, and put out the cigar. Due to the different climate and terroir conditions, the tobacco grown on the black soil in the northeast is much spicy and exciting in terms of taste than Cuban tobacco produced in tropical climates. This inferior cigar obviously cannot satisfy Meng Shenji.

After coughing a few times, Meng Shenji got up and came to Situ Bo, patted his shoulder and said:
Chapter completed!