After returning to Tiandu City from Linzhou City, Zhang Hao spent most of his time in retreat at Lingxiao Tower. With his status reaching his level, he naturally did not need to do many things personally.

He only needs to convey his ideas, and countless people will take care of everything.

The world of martial arts and temples seemed to have come to an end after a series of blows, but Zhang Hao did not think that he could sit back and relax from now on.

He can feel that there is an undercurrent surging in the dark, mysterious and unpredictable, and scary!

The gentry group that has dominated the world for more than thousands of years is by no means so easy to defeat, and when they unite, the energy behind them is incredible.

The overthrow of dynasties and the change of royal power can always be seen as their shadow.

Zhang Hao knew that if he was a little negligent, the situation might immediately change to a point where he would find it difficult to deal with it.

Currently, what is his biggest flaw? There is no doubt that it is Emperor Jingming.

The Sun Moon Guards and the Supervisory Soldier Pavilion are the weapons. Emperor Jingming's trust and reliance are his reputation. With the famous weapons in hand, Zhang Hao has the power to dominate the world.

The most important thing among them is the name. The name is the status, and the name is the great meaning. If the name is not correct and the words are not correct, things will not be accomplished. If the teacher has no name, it will be difficult to accomplish things. In this world where the king and the scholar-bureaucrats rule the world together, the king is the name, and the name is the name.

It is a natural orthodoxy.

It has been more than 300 years since the founding of Dali, and its honor and righteousness have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. No one can erase its influence for a while except for continuous wars and chaos.

However, this is the most important link for Zhang Hao, but it is also the most fragile link, because his name comes from Shen Changgong, not his own, and Shen Changgong's name is because he is the Emperor of Dali, the Lord of the World.

Therefore, as long as Shen Changgong is no longer the emperor, Zhang Hao will lose his reputation!

Is it difficult for the gentry group to achieve this? It is not difficult at all.

The two ridiculous emperors who fell into the water and died in the past life are obvious examples.

Time and space change, but some things never change.

After losing their reputation, no matter how much power Jiu Qiansui, Jiang Bin, Liu Jin and others gained, they could no longer compete with the huge gentry and bureaucratic group.

Since Zhang Hao understood this, he naturally knew how to deal with all this.

The security force of the Dali Palace is not weak, enough to make it impossible for any master to come and go freely, but to kill a person, it does not necessarily require the use of force.

For example, the method of directly shooting the president of a certain country was really crude. It not only exposed something shameful, but also stained itself. It has to be said that the short history has not taught the powerful people in that country what it means to

Scheming and conspiracy!

For an existence like the emperor, naturally one cannot kill him openly, only accident is the best method.

And accidents, as long as you are intentional, will always happen.

Of course, it would have been more embarrassing if the two emperors in the previous life had an accident but did not die, so that the gentry group had to take off its hypocritical mask. One would stop treating you, the other would give you medicine, and they would kill you. This would be a loss of status.

So decent!

As the emperor, Shen Changgong naturally had a group of guards around him. However, it was easy to dodge open guns but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Many times, accidents often came from the most trusted people around him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao also had a headache. As the emperor, Shen Changgong had to come into contact with too many people, including ministers, maids, eunuchs, concubines, and children. It was simply impossible to prevent all accidents from the source!

Zhang Hao's eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved slightly.

Time is like running water, gone and never returned.

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly two months since the Battle of Linzhou.

Reforming the government and managing the world are currently the two most pressing matters for Zhang Hao's subordinates.

In terms of reform, we guide public opinion propaganda and hold public opinion in our hands.

Strictly crack down on wanton land occupation, encourage commerce, calm prices in various places, and implement price limit policies for food and other daily necessities.

Anyone who dares to hoard it will not be tolerated. Once discovered, everyone will be punished!

At the same time, we will promote basic education and establish literacy classes, taking villages and towns as nodes to ensure that every village has literate people.

In terms of Jianghu, the number of people in each sect is counted, the number of disciples is limited, and the place of birth is strictly controlled. White tiger guards are also dispatched to sweep away bandit dens and fortresses, and clear out the underworld and green forests.

There are also the Wulin Trial Hall and the Jianghu Apprehension Department. The former is to administer justice in the martial arts and ensure that disputes between all parties are kept within a controllable range. Jianghu cannot be allowed to escape the rule of law.

The latter is a special police agency established to arrest martial arts figures who have committed serious crimes.

Recruiting righteous knights and famous disciples from all over the martial arts world as agents, they are divided into four levels: gold medal, silver medal, bronze medal, and iron medal.

Every time a criminal is captured by a police officer, the deeds are published in the local newspaper and various legends are written to inform the public and make his name known.

Anyone who practices evil arts, promotes evil religions, or illegally gathers people to commit organized crime are all within the scope of arrest.

The changes in the world have made it difficult for all the old men to adapt. The "good" atmosphere in the past where if you look at me, I will kill your whole family is gone forever; if you want to challenge a certain famous master, you must register with the government and wait for approval;

He wanted to rob the rich and help himself, a "poor man", but found that he was on the wanted list; what he heard every day was no longer eating large chunks of meat and drinking from large bowls, but that a certain master was found to be a one-legged thief, clanging into the house.

In jail!

New Lake, new atmosphere!

Just when the world was turbulent and changing, the "Supreme Dharma King" of the Snowy Mountains of the Western Regions, the Dharma Sect, finally came to the Central Plains.

On top of a majestic and magnificent mountain, there are green trees, flowing springs and waterfalls, and the scenery is beautiful.

In front of a wooden house, a young man in green clothes sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone. His hair was tied up with a silver belt, he was handsome and sunny, and he had a sheathed long sword across his knees.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his breaths from his mouth and nose were intermittent and continuous, forming a strange rhythm and rhythm. With his breathing, his whole person seemed to blend into the natural world, like a harmonious and beautiful picture.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and the quaint long sword on his knee made a soft sound as if it was alive, and unsheathed itself.

Beside the wooden house, there is a clear mountain stream flowing. A girl in white is leaning on the bluestone by the stream, with a foolish look and sad eyes. She is Yan Ruoli, the successor of Dingyun Xiaozhu.

The young man's body jumped up, his eyes were bright and full of strong will. He glanced at Yan Ruoli and frowned slightly.

After pondering for a while, he walked to Yan Ruoli and sighed: "Ruoli, are you still unable to get rid of the demons in your heart?"

Yan Ruoli's eyes were in a daze and she said: "Hundreds of people from Yunlin Temple died because of me, and Master Huixin's body disappeared in front of me. How can I forgive myself?"

This young man was Yun Shaoling. He said softly: "This is all done by the devil. What does it have to do with you? Zen Master Huixin sacrificed his life to defend the Tao. He is very wise and brave, and he will not blame you. Today, thousands of horses in the world are in silence. You want to

Cheer up!"

Yan Ruoli gently fiddled with the stream and said: "No, if it weren't for me, Master and the others might choose a safer method. I thought I could control everything, eliminate demons and protect the way, and end this great war as quickly as possible.
Chapter completed!