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If it weren't for these generals and officials who followed Fan Yi for so long, they already knew that although their lord was young, they were thoughtful and had lofty strategies. They never easily did useless achievements.

Otherwise, I'm afraid everyone will be crazy about Fan Yishu!

I personally selected and inspected more than a dozen villages, and saw that the implementation of various places was pretty good.

Although no one understands why Fan Yi did this, no one dared to slack off or respond to the story.

The local town pavilion system that was destroyed when there was no empty road was restored, and the administrative efficiency was unexpectedly high. This made Fan Yi more and more satisfied.

Another world's Han Empire has unparalleled combat power, which is that it inherits the legacy of classical militarism.

It has strict grassroots organizations, detailed and cumbersome, but it is a command that can guarantee execution and has strong mobilization capabilities. This ensures extremely powerful combat effectiveness.

In comparison, the national organizational strength and mobilization ability after the Ming and Qing dynasties were simply a scumbag!

Qin was able to support the 600,000 army at the time of the destruction of Chu with a vassal state of one seventh of the world and a population of five million.

In the Han Dynasty, several offensives against the Huns outside the Great Wall were able to be organized, and decades of war were used to drag down the Huns.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, it would be extremely difficult to organize such a large-scale war and it would even be possible to drag down the imperial finances.

The so-called imperial power does not go to the countryside, and grassroots government organizations only reach the county level. There is only a vague impression of the situation under their jurisdiction. How can such organizational strength and mobilization ability be compared?

Now, the initial recovery of the town pavilion organization has made Fan Yi directly realize the power.

If Fan Yi ordered it, he would not know what it was for. Grassroots organizations must strictly implement it.

However, Dayu lacked the strict and cumbersome laws of the Qin and Han dynasties in another world. With this efficiency, it was supported by the supervision team sent by Fan Yi.

However, during the Qin and Han dynasties, the entire empire was run using strict but deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

And now, Fan Yi is going to copy all this again!

"Criminal, do we have to check in other places?" Wang Jia asked carefully.

Fan Yi nodded: "Continue to find a few more places to see!"

Before establishing a strict legal system, you just need to rely on top-down supervision. The work of manure is very important. Don’t look at the names of people who will give you now such as the dung general and the dung state patriarch.

But when these things are really put into practice, they see the real output in the ground.

At that time, all this insult will turn into praise, the gratitude of the people in the world... or even the luck of one's own family...

In this agricultural society, the most important thing is agriculture, which is grain production. Using manure, the world produces more than 100 kilograms per mu of land, which is definitely not a dream.

What is more produced is national strength, luck, and the cornerstone of one's own unification of the world!

Therefore, the Temple of the Earth God True Lord has not cooperated with it. For the time being, the human fortune that one needs, rather than the incense of the Shinto.

The large team continued to travel to the county. According to Fan Yi's requirements, they had to go all the counties in Chengzhou. Each county had to randomly draw out a few counties to persist.

This trip will take at least one or two months. It is not only about monitoring the accumulation of manure, but also about the distribution of fields.

This is also a major event. Only based on the vast number of self-cultivated farmers can the new dynasty be as stable as Mount Tai.

After the beginning of spring, we have to continue to go to the county. At that time, we are supervising the sowing.

Then, I headed towards other counties. This time, I walked less than ten miles and saw a shrine next to the road. It was obvious that it was ten thousand new and not large in scale, but it was built with wood and looked very simple, like a shack.

However, from Fan Yi's eyes, he was filled with a black and golden light. This was because of the presidency of the gods, not the wild temple.

However, Fan Yi could not recognize this black golden divine power more.

"Stop..." I was about to catch the typical example all the way, but I didn't encounter a single place along the way. This made me feel a little depressed. When I saw this shrine, I sneered.

The entire convoy stopped, just listening to Fan Yi's instructions: "Go and ask what kind of shrine it is!"

Immediately, there was a personal guard to investigate and came back for a moment to report: "This is the temple of Wukongdao... The true god Wukong is worshipped!"

"It's smashed! Also, call me all the local Lizheng, the pavilion chief, the three elders, the magistrate, and the county magistrate..."

This is all the officials from the village level to the county have to be found.

With a command, the five or six teams of cavalry immediately set off and walked separately. In an instant, the sound of hooves rose everywhere and headed towards all directions.

There was also a team of officers and soldiers who came to the temple without saying a word and raised their weapons and smashed them.

Although this temple is simple, it is built quite solid. In this era, old trees over a hundred years old are everywhere.

However, in front of these officers and soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, the most powerful statues of gods and temples were quickly smashed and pushed down. The light of spirit began to dim and eventually disappeared!

Fan Yi sneered, saying that this guy knew the truth. If he dared to show his Dharma image and miracles here, Fan Yi would not mind at all, and would give this so-called Wukong True God a ruthless move.

This is power! Once a word is made, all parties respond.

Soon, several village officials and pavilions in the nearby villages were found.

But here is not the township's residence. It will take some time to find the three elders and the men of the township. As for the county magistrate, it will take even longer.

Until dark, Fan Yi's men and his men had already started camping. At this time, the gentleman and the county magistrate were brought over one after another and came to the tent nervously.

Although it is a big tent, it is not a real marching after all. It is not as vast as that of the commander's tent, and it is even more incomparable to the tent of the King of Xiling on the banks of the Netherworld.

However, it also showed the temperament of the general, Fan Yi.

It can accommodate at least a dozen people to discuss matters, but it will not feel crowded at all. The floor is covered with thick carpets. Just this, it seems very luxurious.

The guards looked too young. But they were all strong and their eyes were cold and they were filled with murderous aura.

These people were all frightened. After seeing Fan Yi again, they couldn't stand up. They looked at it and saw Fan Yi sitting in the main seat, although he was young, but his golden seal and purple ribbon were firm. He even had a look of being arrogant without anger, which made people feel bulging in their hearts at first sight.

"Which village was the temple outside built?" Fan Yi asked coldly.

"Shrine..." Some people felt a little confused.

There was only one Li Zheng, with a pale face and a shaky figure.

"You don't know how the demon thief from Wukongdao ruined this Chengzhou? Only then did you have the general to escape from the people and kill Li Zhi. Now, you dare to worship the demon god from Wukongdao, but do you think my sword is not good?"

As he said this, the faces of the several people around him became extremely ugly, and even the pavilion leader, the supper and others changed drastically, and cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"The villagers are ignorant and bewitched by cults." Fan Yi's voice alone sounded in this tent: "This is inevitable! Are the officials under your rule for me also ignorant? I am afraid that they are either colluding with cults or being lazy and not taking my laws in mind. People come, drag them out and beheaded..."

Everyone was startled, and Yi Lizheng suddenly collapsed on the ground, shouting to spare his life at the top of his lungs.

However, the guards just followed Fan Yi's orders alone. They didn't care about others begging for mercy, and they dragged the inside down, and soon a bloody head came up.

The other few people saw this scene and their faces were extremely pale. Even the pavilion chief and even the county magistrate were not able to see much.

The county magistrate lay on the ground and apologized: "If the subordinate officials did not investigate, they actually let the subordinates rule, and there were such cult rioters, so they would ask the prince to punish him..."

The officials from the Jiangzuo faction came to Chengzhou were all elites who chose to be selected. There were many of them, all of whom were the talents that Fan Yi left behind to win over.

Therefore, Fan Yi did not care much about himself: "After speaking, it was the county magistrate who took office for a long time. It would be difficult to handle manure. But no matter whether it is Wukongdao or Qingyangdao, you also know the harm..."

"Yes, yes. The subordinates and others know," the county magistrate and the husband fell to the ground.

"From tomorrow, I will send me county soldiers. Search everywhere to see where there are temples without hollow roads in the county... Well, everyone who is not in the country's official sacrifice will be destroyed for me... No one left is left. There is also temple of Fang Xiang's family, and they must not be spared..."

"Then... do you want to establish the temple of the God Zhenjun?" the county magistrate asked carefully.

From Jiangzuo, we naturally knew that the Fan family and his son worshipped the Earth God True Lord. The most shameful thing is the Fang Xiang family. Wherever the power reaches, the first thing is to destroy the lewd sacrifices and destroy the Fang Xiang family's temple. And to erect the Earth God True Lord's temple.

However, after coming to Chengzhou, Fan Yi did not issue an order and was busy with manure, which inevitably delayed a little.

"Yes," Fan Yi nodded and said, "The True Lord of Earth God is the incarnation of the Northern Black Emperor and Houji, which is the main harvest. It is the righteous god who protects my people, so he naturally wants to sacrifice!"

The county magistrate was shocked. Originally, the local Shen Zhenjun incarnated these for the Black Emperor in the North, but they were somewhat circulated among the people. Now, the prince Fan Yi personally said this. Among them...

"Yes!" The county magistrate was deeply in awe and fell down.

On the second day, these miserable men started to move. Although they were rebelled by Wukongdao, the lower-level government organizations of the people were completely empty.

But after all, there is a tradition of countless years. The soldiers and minor officials in the pavilions in the villages were all dispatched to investigate one by one.

When the county magistrate returned to the county town, he even recruited county soldiers without stopping, ready to suppress the rebellion at any time.

After exploring everywhere, I found that all the temples in Wukongdao were destroyed. The three old men in the local area were even more mercilessly killed.

In just a few days, dozens of lewd sacrifices and dozens of temples without empty roads were destroyed. One-third of the three elders of Li Zheng in the entire county were killed.

"The prince discovered a place that was a stronghold of Wukongdao. The whole village believed in Wukongdao. Now he dared to defend the village and resist the officials..."

Early that morning, the county magistrate came to report quickly.

"You are the county magistrate, don't you know how to do it? Or is my law not explained clearly?" Fan Yi asked lightly.

Three days ago, Fan Yi issued a decree and sent an envoy to various counties in Chengzhou. He said clearly that he was stubborn and continued to believe in cults and confronted the government. He would kill those who were not good at it.

"Yes!" The county magistrate probably figured it out. Fan Yi attached importance to the laws and regulations. Therefore, he bowed deeply and took five hundred county soldiers to the countryside.

Fan Yi saw it and was silent for a moment. Suddenly sighed: "Every county magistrate must be set up to take charge of the county soldiers..."

"Does the prince think the county magistrate has too much power?" Li Qi asked thoughtfully.

"If the military and political grasp is controlled, the power will naturally be too great..." Fan Yi said, a county is at least a hundred miles away. It looks inconspicuous, but in the troubled times, it is enough for heroes to start their own business. Not to mention, there are county magistrates, who are also controlled by military and political control. That is the Lord of Qiancheng... In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, they have the potential to be overlord.

No wonder Taizu of Dayu’s policy was to save military use and to dismantle the soldiers of counties and states. He followed the guidance of all generations and constantly suppressed them, so as not to allow the soldiers of the states and counties in the mainland to have the opportunity to fight.

As a result, together with Qingyang Dao, the world can fight the soldiers. The imperial guards who look like goods in Luocheng and tens of thousands of elite soldiers from border counties are also there.

Once those elite soldiers were defeated, the entire empire was immediately shaking.
To be continued...