"Beat the local tyrants and divide the land?" Bai Lang smiled and said, "Now Da Wu can't control me. I think the Da Wu Dynasty is a pill for the morning and evening." It turned out that what he was in his hand was the strategy proposed to Pang when he was conquering the city in the south. I don't know which time traveler told him. "It's hard to say, maybe there is something." Bai Lang knew that the world was facing a fall at this moment, and there were already holes outside. It was very normal for a time traveler to come here.

The policies that Bai Lang saw were all extremely familiar things. In addition to fighting the local tyrants and dividing the land, of course there were also complaint meetings. Of course, there was another one that he heard that he promoted literacy in the army. "I almost thought that the branch was built in the company, and I thought how could such an army defeat them." Unfortunately, the great power of this world belongs to itself. Only this way of winning the hearts of the people is indeed useful for the morale and military power. The cultivation of the army is formed into a military formation thousands of miles a day, and even the heavens can withstand it.

So the attack on Pang was like a stubborn man. He didn't have a big appetite for attacking - but he was quite ruthless. This man ate a piece of land and wanted to digest and consolidate a piece of land. The local tyrants and evil gentry, the powerful and powerful gentry, were all swept away, and the land was distributed to the poor tenant farmers.

Bai Lang didn't want to quell this kind of "rebellion" at all, and what he knew was that those who had entered this world and began to repair it. The so-called Battle of the Gods should also begin - with the attack on Pang Wu, the northwest and the north should be launched one after another. At that time, the battles between the four directions will begin, and then loyal ministers, martyrs, heroes and heroes will return to their positions.

"Hold up the Venerable God Platform first, right? I can't be Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong?" Bai Lang complained secretly. He was not slow at his hands, so he had to spend money to ask the migrant workers to do it - five-colored earth cushion to build a three-six-foot-five-inch earth platform, and a square platform with railings with a width of 144 steps on the top, and a 118-inch flagpole was erected on it to hang the Venerable God Platform.

The Investiture of the Gods is simple, because when Bai Lang had this idea, there was a large scroll in his study, which could be more than one meter long when he pulled it apart, either paper or silk. What kind of textile it was, it was blank anyway, and there was a pattern of auspicious clouds around it. This project cannot be carried out quickly. It is expected that the project will take at least half a year when the ordinary person is responsible for the construction of it.

After finishing, I had to sacrifice in Tailao. Fortunately, I didn’t have to read the sacrificial text, so I didn’t have to read the word “Shangxiang”.

The Great Wu court was getting more and more anxious - although there were Bailang, who had been promoted to the King of Qin in the north, and the northern enemy was extremely quiet, I heard that they were fighting in the west instead of going south habitually. However, the thieves in the south could not hold on, and they only saw that he overthrew the army and killed the generals to capture the city and the situation became increasingly tense - there were also the reasons why the southern families tried to raise the enemy, and some of them hoped that the imperial army would be helpless and opened a gap for the private armies for them to train aristocratic families.

The situation in the northwest is becoming more and more dangerous. The local military generals have already let the people abandon their fields and run to the mainland quickly - they can no longer defend the barriers, and once the wolf soldiers break through the barriers, it will be a bloody relationship. These wolf cubs don’t mind using people as military rations, and they are famously bloody-killing. Before, a small Western Region country was captured by these tribes, and hundreds of thousands of people in the country were killed.

Emperor Jingtai was just in his early thirties, but he had white hair on his head. The state affairs were really not going well. There were rebellions inside and bandits outside. Even the court did not let him worry, especially in the Jiangnan area, which was completely slanderous and almost publicly refused to obey the order. There was no way out for this matter. Is it really a matter of Lao Wu? Emperor Jingtai is still afraid of Lao Wu Bailang now, and he has already rubbed the others flat and round.

After all, the imperial power is different. If you don’t succeed, you have to obey the imperial power. You have to be obedient under the imperial power. You have a backer behind it. As long as you don’t want to make trouble, you will naturally give up the imperial power. So the second and third brothers are now as powerless as Hu Luopingyang, and the rest of the brothers are just the same. Only the fifth one, the celestial being, is helpless. Emperor Jingtai gritted his teeth and went around in the imperial study room. Finally, he ordered the big crow beside him to go out and spread a piece of paper in front of the desk to start writing.

After writing, he sealed it and ordered the Jinyiwei to immediately send it to the Qin King of Longcheng. Emperor Jingtai still had control over the factory guards, so he would not have given it to someone in the court as soon as he went out and then sealed it. After Bai Lang received it, "The family letter? Isn't it an imperial edict? It seems that this boss is a little smart. Let me see what he wrote." Bai Lang opened the letter and saw it, "Oh, he shouted very affectionately, not calling the master, my king's title, but calling me my words."

The result was that Bai Lang was a thug for him and he tried to deal with some of the gentry ministers who were very annoyed by Emperor Jingtai in the court. He had no choice. As an emperor, he could not do whatever he wanted - but Bai Lang was not the emperor but the King of Qin. He could do whatever he wanted as long as the emperor did not settle the score with him.

However, Bai Lang didn't want to go at all, but Emperor Jingtai was so angry that he went to the hospital, so he decided to go back to the court to be a little confused.

The two princesses remained still in the Dragon City Palace, while Bai Lang himself turned into a fire and ran across the sky, but when he was right, he arrived at the capital. When he entered the city, he had no cover at all. Only by sneaking in would Emperor Jingtai be very suspicious. If he entered openly, Emperor Jingtai would only get angry. This time, Emperor Jingtai could not be angry, but sent an imperial edict to Bai Lang who returned to the Beijing Palace to indicate that he would go to court.

Looking at the emperor's confidant, Eunuch Wei, Bai Lang said simply, "I'm not going to court. Let's just say, which one the emperor wants me to make?" Eunuch Wei was stunned. After a long time, he said a lot of names. "It turns out that most of them are from the Ministry of Revenue and the Censorate. There are many from the Ministry of Rites, and there are actually two from the Ministry of Personnel. These aristocratic families are indeed long." Bai Lang grinned.

The man immediately went out and first rushed to the Censorate. "I heard that you are going to frame and impeach me?" Bai Lang's evil man complained first, took out a false reason, and shouted that XXX would come out! Who can stop such a celestial being like Bai Lang? The Censorate is full of Confucian people, and after entering the school and getting into the official position, they naturally have cultivation - their own Confucian cultivation plus the strength they gained from the dragon energy of the Great Wu court after promotion.
Chapter completed!