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Chapter 162 Your plan... is despicable and shameless!

He Jin looked up at Li Chengyou again, and this time he had no strength to say anything. After all, there was nothing to say about a normal second fool.

However, when it comes to cult rebellions in all dynasties, this proposition is obviously a bit big. But no matter how big it is, it will never be separated from its roots.

There are always some ambitious people who always think about "the emperor takes turns to sit and come to my house next year", and then use religious ideas to incite the people to rebel and realize their personal dreams of spring and autumn.

Not to mention anything else, when Zhu Yuanzhang captured the country with two kitchen knives, he also made his fortune by relying on the Ming Cult?

"Little brother, what you mean is that the people are not actually being bewitched, but they are willing to..."

Meng Wenda did not say the following words. Because the content behind them was so heartbroken that he, a loyal and traditional warrior, had no courage to admit it.

Fortunately, He Jin looked very relaxed and immediately spoke for him: "Of course it's not the people who are willing to rebel."

"It can only be said that the White Lotus Sect has taken advantage of the most difficult time for the people, taking advantage of the opportunity to enter and wantonly publicize and instill their doctrine of rebellion. The desperate people have no other way, and can only listen to and believe that they have been brainwashed and believed that they have found a new way out."

"It is precisely because of this that the more natural disasters and man-made disasters, the more rampant the cults will be, and even the prairie fire will be. On the contrary, when the country is rich and the people are strong and the world is peaceful, these cults seem to have disappeared, and there is no sound of the wind."

"In fact, it's not that all the cults are hidden. It's that even if they want to have an attack, they can't incite many people."

"So, such things can actually be regarded as the inherent law of a dynasty. It is of course impossible to solve them once and for all, but if you want to avoid and prevent them as much as possible, there are traces to follow."

At this point, He Jin linked theory to practice and talked freely: "For example, in Cizhou, it was because the master provided the victims with work, so that they had food, work, and hoped to rebuild their homes in Gushan."

"So, even if there are white lotus...well, there are some troublemakers, just need to get rid of them, and there will naturally be no turmoil."

"By the way, the country of Ming Dynasty is the same. As long as the court can allow the people to live and work in peace, the cult is in a rude way, and the foundation of the country cannot be shaken. Adults don't have to worry about it."

"Brother He made a heroic argument like a revelation, which made me suddenly enlightened!"

After hearing these words, Meng Wenda couldn't help but sigh, looked at He Jin incredibly, and said, "I am ashamed of my lord at a young age and my knowledge is so broad and thorough."

At this time, not only Meng Wenda, but also Yao Jing, Chen Ming and others on the side were slightly moved. Because He Jin's words provided a new perspective for them to look at the problem.

For most Ming Dynasty officials, they really don’t understand why good people became traitors and why they rebel?

In their thoughts and cognition, imperial power is supreme, and it is God who grants the king the power to rule the world. And the hierarchical norms of monarchy have been established, such as monarch, minister, minister, father, son, and son. As the people of the Ming Dynasty, they should be content with their own self-righteousness and abide by their duties.

Speaking of this, Meng Wenda was already a little dry.

After taking the hot tea handed over by Li Chengyou, he couldn't help but look at He Jin: Boy, I've said so much, but you're just talking... Could it be that you treat this official as a storyteller?

He Jin then reacted and then clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Meng, this is wrong."

"How can you say that the Jade Emperor of Heaven, the King of Hell in Hell, the Sage of the World, the Maitreya of Buddhism, and the ancient Buddha "Birthless Old Mother" who has no birth and no death... Are the powerful people with such vast supernatural powers and boundless magical powers all birds of a feather?"

When Meng Wenda heard this, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, not understanding the meaning of it.

On the other hand, Li Chengyou felt that he had finally seized the opportunity and said with a contemptuous smile: "Hmph, did you say it? These gods and ghosts are all fabricated by cults to deceive the people. Don't you understand such a simple thing?"

"Of course I understand, but the people don't understand...More importantly, are those cults willing to admit that the great gods they worship are not as good as other cults? When the Jade Emperor meets Maitreya Buddha and does not fight a war, who knows which great god is more powerful?"

"Just!" Li Chengyou didn't want to pay attention to He Jin anymore and said contemptuously: "What do you say about the Jade Emperor? Maitreya no longer exists, so how can he fight a war?"

"No, they can really fight a battle if they join in and operate well! Even if they don't have internal conflicts, they will also want to retain their strength and don't want to make wedding clothes for others!"

After being given a joking tip from He Jinyu, Meng Wenda had already reacted and said excitedly: "Brother He, your plan is really... really shameless and despicable!"

Li Chengyou, who was standing beside him, stared at Meng Wenda blankly, as if he was lost: Oh my God, what's going on? The wise and capable Lord Meng had just stayed with He Jin for a while, and why was he stupid?......
Chapter completed!
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