Wen Rensheng was a man of unparalleled wisdom, and of course he knew that it would be very difficult to copy Wang Mang.
First of all, you have to copy a high-ranking official from a large family.
Wang Mang's family had a queen mother in the harem, and there were several high-ranking officials with real power in the previous dynasty. This allowed him to rely on his great reputation and peacefully abdicate.
All the officials were convinced and the army did not rebel.
Later, they rebelled because his methods could not solve the problems that arose in the Western Han Dynasty.
Therefore, Wen Rensheng would only take Wang Mang's name, but not the actual name.
Let’s start with this holy religion at our feet.
The structure of the holy religion is simple, consisting of eighteen halls, with the "Quan" clan taking over as leader from generation to generation.
The contemporary leader is Quan Tianyi, who also directly controls the Ninth Hall, which belongs to his personal army and the territory directly under his jurisdiction.
The tenth palace is controlled by his niece Quan Shayun, who is also a saint.
This is more than one-tenth of the power of the entire Holy Religion.
It is equivalent to the major shareholder in a joint-stock system.
They possess the Heavenly Evil Blood Hidden Skill, accumulated over generations, and have innate masters from generation to generation who can suppress the Holy Cult.
With both the supreme force and the support of the middle and lower classes under the direct control of the two palaces, it is not difficult to rule the entire Holy Religion as long as you are not mentally retarded.
However, this leader of the Holy Cult is just a fool... and a fool with extremely high martial arts skills.
What he likes to do most every day is to sneak into other people's sleeping places in the middle of the night and crack people's heads like watermelons, muttering "Are they ripe yet?"
Don't think that he is just scary like in the joke. Since taking office, he has killed more than a dozen of the masters of the religion - all with the help of a gourd.
With one claw, he directly opened the Tianling cover.
Then he shouted: "White flesh, not ripe!"
But once I said something different: "Red flesh, this one is finally ripe! Haha, I have finally mastered my ability to judge rawness by tapping the skin!"
It turned out that it was an old man who suffered a cerebral hemorrhage from being frightened by him.
Without the support and suppression of the Saint, he would have been overthrown long ago.
Even so, the Holy Religion still makes people panic.
Otherwise, the previous situation where the dignified Dharma Protectors of the Twelve Halls were openly surrounded by righteous people would not have happened.
Wen Rensheng had already set up a plan, selected a target, and started executing it immediately.
He slowly came out of the Twelve Halls and walked towards the Ninth Hall.
Seeing this, the purple-flowered dog basking in the sun became a little curious and followed him quietly.
What is the teacher going to do?
Have you discovered some unique skills again?
Zhao Han thought like this, put aside his own business, and decided to take a peek.
Anyway, she is a dog now, no one can blame her for doing these things.
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Among the nine halls, a middle-aged man with messy hair was jumping up and down in the main hall.
In the hall, groups of fearful congregants were kneeling.
I saw a middle-aged man beating on their heads carefully and listening attentively.
"This is not cooked yet."
"Neither does this."
Anyone who heard that his head was unfamiliar immediately breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the cold sweat.
And those who haven't had their turn yet have their hearts in their throats.
They were like a group of elementary school students who were being checked for their math homework by the new and irritable math teacher, but they didn't do it themselves.
"Hey, there's something wrong with this. It seems familiar, but it doesn't seem familiar yet?" The middle-aged man suddenly stopped in front of a young man.
He carefully brought his ear close to the other person's head and knocked on the other person's forehead again.
The young man was sweating profusely and was so nervous that his whole body was shaking.
The voice sounded crisply on his forehead.
Sometimes it's long, sometimes it's short.
Three long and one short, listen to the shortest.
Three short and one long, listen to the longest.
"I think it's familiar. Do you think so?" He turned to look at the congregants.
"Everything is decided by the leader!" Everyone said in unison.
"No, no, when I went down the mountain last time, I met an old master. He said that the king should rule from the top without saying a word, and leave everything to the cabinet. If the cabinet cannot do well, then change the cabinet. Because the king cannot be changed easily.
And it is easy to make mistakes when doing things, so the king should not do things, just replace people. So you have to give me advice..."
The middle-aged man said it very seriously.
If Wen Rensheng had not been outside the palace gate and clearly seen what he was doing, I would have thought that he was engaging in the virtual king system that is now fashionable on the Internet.
This is a popular saying among scholars in the southeastern part of Dayan Dynasty.
It is said to have been created by a great scholar named Liu.
I understand there are quite a lot of people.
It also exists in real history.
It's a pity that no one dared to mention this kind of statement once the Tatars came...
On the contrary, everyone shouted for the Holy Spirit.
Zhao Han looked at it and felt that what this middle-aged man said was quite right.
If you can't make up your mind, why don't you brainstorm ideas?
She still hasn't figured out what happened.
At this time, an elderly member of the congregation plucked up the courage and said: "Master, I think you are unfamiliar with it, so there is no need to open it and take a look."
Because the young man was related to him and was his only nephew, and he had no children, he dared to risk his life to speak.
"Oh, Chen Zuoshi, you said he was unfamiliar, what basis do you have for that?" The middle-aged man turned to look at the elderly congregants.
"This, this sound is crisp and not muddy, which means that the melon pulp inside is condensed into a ball and has not spread out. This is one of the characteristics of unfamiliarity. In addition..." The elderly believer actually said one, two, and three.
It can be seen that he was forced by this leader to become an expert at cracking watermelons in a day or two.
The middle-aged man nodded while listening.
"Yes, yes, everyone must learn from Liu Zuoshi." The middle-aged man praised.
"Then, there's no need to open this melon, right? Leader." Chen Zuoshi didn't care that the other party called his name wrong and just asked.
"Well, I recently read the sage's words and practice them to gain true knowledge. Your theory is excellent, but whether it is correct or not, you still have to open it up and see." As he said that, the middle-aged man turned his fingers into claws and clawed at the young man's head.
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"Wow!" Zhao Han exclaimed.
She was still confused, why did she suddenly want to kill someone?
The middle-aged man only slowed down for a moment, just like a dog, and continued digging downwards.
"stop!"
A voice appears.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, someone came to stop the leader.
Then they all raised their heads and looked outside the hall.
They were then greatly disappointed.
Because the visitor turned out to be an unknown person, but there was a very famous dog beside him - because the saint often took it with her, going in and out, eating and drinking a lot.
They did not doubt how the two came in, because even the concierge was gathered in the main hall.
The Nine Halls have no protection at all.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man turned to look at Wen Rensheng.
"I am your teacher." Wen Rensheng said with a smile.
"My teacher? My teacher?" The middle-aged man was confused and hit his head hard.
"Who is my teacher? Why don't I remember it?"
"Yes, yes, he is your teacher. This Mr. Guo is your teacher." Chen Zuoshi quickly helped.
Otherwise, his nephew would be dead.
He often walks around outside and has already recognized Wen Rensheng as a new member of the Twelve Halls. His kung fu is pretty good.
"Yes, Mr. Guo is your long-lost teacher..." someone followed.
If Wen Rensheng hadn't been too young, they would have said, "This is your father."
Now everyone urgently needs a normal person who can control the leader...
The holy religion became a demonic religion, and most of the bad reputation was created by this leader.
No matter how many good things they have done, as long as the other party says: "You have a leader who loves to eat human brains," they will be speechless.
