Chapter 49: Protecting the People on behalf of Heaven
"Father...God?"
Pangu spoke slowly, looked at the sky, and said doubtfully.
Tilulu immediately became furious, bared her teeth and said: "What Father God?! You are not allowed to call Father God! I call Father God because I have the blood of Father God in my body!"
Pangu floated in the air and shook his head gently: "I am the same."
Zhang Zicheng scratched his head and confirmed Pangu's words: "That's right, Tilulu, his name is Pangu."
He said, recalling the first scene, he couldn't help but sigh: "Originally it was just my spiritual clone that reduced the dimension, but after giving him this name, the power of the name itself also recognized him, and even made him appear independent.
Personality..."
Sure enough, unless there are really important occasions in the future, we can no longer blindly give low-dimensional people widely praised names.
To be honest, it is fortunate that Pangu is the god. Although he is the number one god who created the world in mythology, it has not been spread for a particularly long time. Even if everyone respects him very much, few places actually open temples to burn incense and offer sacrifices to Pangu.
Bye.
Moreover, Pangu's own character design mainly contains words such as sacrifice, fraternity, and opening up the world, so there are no unforeseen consequences.
But the fact that the name itself has power also makes Zhang Zicheng feel a little guilty...
As a materialist, when he discovered that legends about gods actually had some power, he naturally did not dare to make too many mistakes.
Unexpectedly, when Tilulu heard this, she immediately looked as if she had been struck by lightning and was greatly shocked.
She fell weakly in the air, biting the sleeve of the Hanfu, and said with great reluctance: "Damn it, isn't that blood is closer to me than mine?! Ahhhh, I'm so jealous!"
Zhang Zicheng was speechless. Unexpectedly, Ti Lulu's eyes suddenly lit up and her words were confused: "Father God, why don't you kill me and use your power to reshape me again? In this way, I will be closer to you than him.
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"Be normal."
No longer paying attention to the frustrated Ti Lulu, Zhang Zicheng looked at Pangu and said, "I have a task for you."
Before Pangu could speak, Tilulu immediately jumped up and shouted: "Promise to complete the task!"
A golden hand condensed in the void, and with a "pop" sound, it flicked on Tilulu's forehead.
Tiluru immediately got what she wanted and was satisfied and stopped making trouble.
Zhang Zicheng sighed, feeling a little nostalgic for the relatively calm Moon God he met at the beginning.
Then he organized his thoughts and said: "The prehistoric plane has just taken shape. If we naturally wait for it to stabilize, it will take at least several hundred million years of precipitation."
"I will give you the right to use your willpower to create a soil that can provide mortals with survival in as short a time as possible, and solve the problem of day and night."
Pangu finally asked in confusion: "What is a mortal...?"
Tilulu snorted, crossed her arms and said disdainfully: "Didn't you know this from birth? Why don't you know this?"
Pangu shook his head gently: "The clearest thing in my mind is to cut through the chaos, and then give everything I have to the universe. Other things are scattered and unformed."
Tilulu suddenly became proud and hummed several times.
However, seeing that Pangu did not ask further questions, she immediately curled her lips and explained dissatisfiedly: "Mortals are the favorite creatures of Father God. They are very fragile, look similar to us, like to make trouble, a little selfish, and a little chaotic.
, very stupid, but God the Father likes their stupidity."
When Pangu heard this, he looked carefully at Ti Lulu up and down, and his eyes suddenly became profound.
Zhang Zicheng didn't bother to correct it, and anyway, it seemed that the general meaning didn't deviate much.
He finally concluded: "I will not give you a time limit to die. In short, don't leave too many consequences and meet my requirements as much as possible."
"I will not check your progress during this period, because my observation will lock your time flow rate. I will come back to check the progress after a while."
Pangu and Tilulu simultaneously expressed that they had received the order.
Zhang Zicheng nodded with satisfaction. Although Tilulu was noisy, she basically did everything she asked beautifully every time and never held back. He still trusted her very much.
The affairs of the primitive plane were left to the two tenant farmers Pangu and Tilulu to open up wasteland, and Zhang Zicheng was about to start his own colonial business.
Since the cell spacecraft protects Tiluru perfectly, surely there is no problem in transferring a group of ordinary people, right?
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There is really a problem.
First of all, Tilulu is not afraid of high temperatures, radiation, or vacuum. But these are very fatal to mortals.
Zhang Zicheng can only continue to use his will power to mend the space inside this cell spaceship, and by the way observe the situation of the Three Kingdoms Universe in the past few days.
For the Three Kingdoms Universe, nearly 20 days have passed since the Yellow Sky System was activated.
Although the Huangtian system was created by Zhang Zicheng, its essence is still the condensed power of the Three Kingdoms universe itself. The only high-dimensional component is the operating system, so the time flow rate becomes similar, but it is not locked. It is still higher than the high-dimensional one.
A little faster.
First of all, Zhang Zicheng was extremely curious about the current emperor, Han Ling Emperor Liu Hong.
After all the violence in the world has been taken away from humans and completely attributed to Huang Tian, Zhang Zicheng is very curious whether human political power can continue to exist.
As a result, after the perspective shifted, he was surprised to find that the other party was still sitting on the throne, and the morning meeting was still going on in the court as usual.
However, Liu Hong's face was extremely ugly, the ministers in the court were sparsely standing, and there were almost no guards in the hall.
In the court hall, there was a minister, holding a fluorene board, looking at the content to be recited on it, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty is wise, and I am here to report this."
"From Huainan, Beidi, Fufeng to Liaodong, all the mines have been shut down, and all the miners have been separated and have no idea where to go."
"Including Youzhou, the tax collection of various states and counties has almost stagnated. Although some virtuous towns have paid taxes, no one has transported them to Luoyang."
Liu Hong was trembling with anger. He couldn't help but slap the armrest of the throne: "Absurd! Ridiculous! What is this Huang Tian? This is trying to kill me! Kill me!"
Suddenly, in the main hall, a minister stepped forward, held his head high and said in a cold tone: "Your Majesty, be careful what you say!"
Such an aggressive attitude actually made Liu Hong choke, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.
But the minister didn't take it at all. He also held the wat tablet and said: "Your Majesty, now, the people are in good health, people do not pick up things on the road, the houses are not closed at night, the world is peaceful, and everything is peaceful. Even if there is a saint's teaching, it is difficult to achieve a ten thousandth of it.
Why do you say: Heaven wants to destroy the Han Dynasty?"
His tone gradually became louder and his eyes flashed as he said: "On the contrary, Huang Tian has arrived and inherited the fate of the Han Dynasty. Doesn't it show his favor for me, the Han Dynasty? This is actually the prosperity of our lives. We will see a once-in-a-lifetime peace and prosperity during our lifetime!"<
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"I hope that your majesty can deeply feel the grace given by God, worship it respectfully, and hold large-scale sacrifices to show your gratitude!"
"Your Majesty, please be far-sighted, strengthen moral governance, promote good governance, safeguard the security of the country, ensure national peace and security, long-term peace and stability, and live up to Huang Tian's kindness!"
When Liu Hong listened to the other party's words, his chest heaved violently with anger, and he opened his mouth to scold him for being shameless.
Strengthen moral governance and promote good governance?
That sounds nice. How many people in the Han family today listen to orders from me, the emperor?!
But when the words came to his lips, Liu Hong did not dare to say them anyway. His face turned gloomy, and his whole body felt like a deflated ball.
A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Zicheng's eyes.
Sure enough, the feudal system of the Han Dynasty had inevitably and rapidly lost its prestige and dominance after the emergence of the finalist who embraced all violence.
Within twenty days, news spread that all parts of the country were getting rid of tax burdens and labor, which shows that the people resisted earlier and lost fear of the Han Dynasty in a shorter period of time.
But people all have inertia. Before there is a severe impact, even if all the foundations for maintaining the regime are lost, among the original vested interests, their inner ideals will still support the framework and keep it barely falling.
After all, Huang Tian's suppression of violence also benefited these people, preventing them from being burned to ashes by the angry people the moment they lost their power.
As for the person who spoke in the palace?
Zhang Zicheng didn't bother to analyze. He took one look at the speculators and thought that if you flatter Huang Tian in front of the emperor, you would not be sent to dig potatoes in other universes in the future?
In the Huangtian system, each guy clearly remembers how much money and money they have plundered. Until they consciously repay the benefits of exploitation to ordinary people, Huangtian's monthly food will not be distributed to them.
In... Although for some people, this kind of punishment is not painful at all.
But at this moment, Liu Hong seemed to have figured out something, and a trace of determination flashed across his plump face.
He sat up straight and said: "In that case... then next year's sacrifice will be brought forward."
Upon hearing this, all the ministers in the court immediately looked at each other and started talking in low voices.
Liu Hong didn't take it seriously. He had almost gotten used to it in the past half month. He just said categorically: "Huang Tian is kind and benefits all people, but he has never seen that chaos has arisen among the people!"
"A child with a yellow mouth can satirize a great Confucian. Children are matchmakers without their parents. Everyone is greedy for peace and enjoyment, regardless of moral education, farming and production, and in the peaceful and prosperous era, rituals and music have collapsed!"
"The Han Dynasty has been in Zuo for four hundred years, and the destiny of heaven is as clear as the sun! I am the true emperor, and Huang Tian is my father. I will serve as my father's advice. In this day and age, heaven governs the people and restores the ethical principles!"
"This is absolutely justified!"
Zhang Zicheng blinked, not expecting that people could be so shameless.
Emperor? I don’t have an unlucky son like you!
We've come to this point, and we still can't see the situation clearly. What do we want to do to protect the people from heaven?
There is really no cure for the stupidity.
But soon, Zhang Zicheng became thoughtful again...
Because what Liu Hong said is not completely unreasonable.
However, it is up to the other party to define what kind of "people" the people are on behalf of heaven.