The days that followed were a bit too ordinary, and everyone in the court seemed to have forgotten anything related to Fengyu Temple.
However, some secrets began to spread among the people of Geling City, some secrets that were extremely unfriendly to Fengyu Temple's reputation.
Because the court did not announce these things, the government even posted a notice when they heard the secret, saying that if anyone spreads rumors again, they will be severely punished.
But the more this happens, the more people talk about it in private, and no one will mention it in public. However, the rumors still spread more and more widely.
No one knows how to take advantage of people's hearts better than the Supreme Sage. If anyone can be close to the thinking of the Supreme Sage, then this person must not be Lin Ye, but Fu Ning Weimo, the Chief of Staff.
At this moment, in the imperial study room of Zhenyuan Palace, Ning Weimo looked like an honest person, even a little drowsy.
The Prime Minister is getting older and older. At his age, he shouldn't sleep too much.
Especially, in front of His Majesty.
Xin Yanque didn't blame him at all, because Xin Yanque knew very well the abilities of the Prime Minister.
He seemed to be lazy during the conversation, and his drowsy appearance was just that he was looking for opportunities to rest as much as possible.
And this kind of drowsiness only appeared when His Majesty was talking to other courtiers and Ning Weimo was not involved.
His ears and eyes are still alive.
Finally, the moment Xin Yanque's eyes stopped on Ning Weimo's face, Ning Weimo immediately sat up straight, his face no longer looked tired and lethargic, and he looked particularly energetic.
All the old ways have been wiped away.
Ning Wei, who is sitting upright, doesn't care.
No matter how you look at it, he is the kind of impeccable scholar. Although he is not good at spiritual practice, he has a kind of righteousness of a scholar that is not seen in others.
Xin Yanque didn't even know where Ning Weimo's righteousness came from, because Ning Weimo was not a righteous person...
At the very least, even Xin Yanque found Ning Weimo a bit scary when it came to the use of some small tricks.
"As for Fengyu Temple, I have sent people to make preparations."
When Ning Weimo heard Xin Yanque ask about Fengyu Temple, he immediately gave the answer.
"The minds of the common people have always been rebellious. The more sincere the government's announcement is, the more suspicious they become. Although they don't have such a profound mind, they all regard themselves as rare wise men in the world."
Ning Weimo said: "So I asked the government to issue a notice that anyone who dares to spread rumors will be severely punished. In this way, the people will believe that there is a demon cultivator in Fengyu Temple."
"Moreover, the more people think that they are wise, the closer they will be to conspiracy theories. They will think that the arrest of people from Fengyu Temple in Dali Temple is related to the court's investigation of the demon cultivator."
"They will feel that the reason why the imperial court suppressed this matter and prohibited it from spreading is because the imperial court wants to lose face... It is too embarrassing for an upright and upright representative to show up as a demon cultivator."
Speaking of this, Ning Weimo looked at Xin Yanque and concluded: "With this foreshadowing, no matter when the court takes action, it will no longer arouse resistance from the people. Even on the day of action, the people will look proud.
Say...look, I'll say that's it."
After hearing this, Xin Yanque couldn't help but glance at Ning Weimo.
One glance, because Ning Weimo was still so upright when he said these words.
"Where are the seats in different places?"
Xin Yanque asked, "Is there anything strange?"
Ning Weimo replied: "There is still not enough time. Even if there is something strange, it should appear from the most remote and ignorant places. But these places are too far from Geling, so the news will not be reported back so quickly."
Xin Yancao nodded and asked, "Have arrangements been made for troop mobilization in various places?"
Ning Weimo said: "Ninety percent is ready."
The second assistant Yao Xinyuan sitting next to him was responsible for presiding over this matter, so he took over the words naturally.
"Your Majesty, because you have spread news in various places before, saying that the imperial court will need to mobilize troops against Lou Fan within five years, so the people do not have any excessive speculation about the current troop mobilization. They all feel that it is just preparation for the Northern Expedition.
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Xin Yanque nodded again.
The combined brains of these assistant ministers in the service office can clearly calculate everything in this world.
Sometimes it's really strange. People seem to be the same, they all have four limbs and a torso plus a head, but some people are just smarter.
Previously, the service office had issued orders to the garrisons in various places, and mobilized the troops to the vicinity of the Shangyang Palace branch in each place.
Of course, notices were also sent to branches in various places in Shangyang Palace, telling them to keep in close contact with the garrison in various places, and preferably cooperate with the drills to prepare for the Northern Expedition.
There are several levels of consideration in this matter.
First, in this way, people stationed in various places will be able to familiarize themselves with the practitioners in various places in Shangyang Palace. From the number of people to their realm, they can sort out a rough idea.
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Secondly, in this way, the practitioners in Shangyang Palace in various places, especially those who are relatively strong, will be under the close attention of the garrison in various places.
Thirdly, those who are willing to abide by the court's orders and cooperate with the military drills can naturally be regarded as people who can be won over. In the process of promoting this matter, it will also be found out whether some people really have different intentions.
Fourth, these Shangyang disciples who are willing to cooperate with the military drills will really be transferred to northern Xinjiang in the future. Even if they do not participate in the campaign against Lou Fan, they will stay in Dongbo to preach.
Fifth, the status of Shangyang Palace has always been transcendent, and the administrative office also wanted to test how much control the imperial court had over the people in Shangyang Palace.
There are actually more meanings contained in it, and these five levels are more important.
Ning Weimo's work can be recognized by the Supreme Sage, and the recognition is very high, which is enough to show that Ning Weimo's ideas are terrible, and can even be called the second most terrible in the world.
As the second assistant, Yao Xinyuan carefully explained everything he could think of to Xin Yanque, and Ning Weimo added some appropriate additions. It seemed like details, but in fact it was extremely important.
After hearing this, Xin Yanque was satisfied, because the Administrative Office was doing its best to protect Shangyang disciples.
How terrifying was Shangyang Palace in the past?
In Geling City, Fengyu Temple is a place where the imperial court has no right to interfere, but Fengyu Temple can interfere with the imperial power in various ways.
At the local level, the government has no right to mobilize the Shangyang disciples in their respective seats. If the government really dares to give orders, the Shangyang disciples really dare to drive out the people from the government.
So what the office is doing now
, is the most direct test to see how cooperative the various locations will be once the imperial court really starts issuing orders.
At high places, the force will naturally be smaller; at lower places, the mobilization of troops will become more intensive.
"I know that you must have made speculations a long time ago. The ministers in the office, whether they are rehearsing it in their own minds or getting together to discuss it, must have done it before."
Xin Yanque looked at Ning Weimo and asked, "I want to know for sure. How many people do you predict will resist the imperial decree in different places?"
Ning Weimo sat up straighter and replied with caution in his tone: "I have indeed made inferences based on my understanding of the seating arrangements in various places in the past few years, and have also made inferences about the situation caused by the deployment of troops in various places.
Based on deduction... I believe that the places where there will be large fluctuations should not exceed 40% of the total."
Xin Yanque frowned.
Forty percent...that's already a terrible thing.
In particular, most of these 40% places are relatively remote. The lower the education level of the people, the deeper their belief in Shangyang. The imperial court is actually competing with Shangyang Palace for the people's belief.
Rebellion may occur in 40% of the land, which may really be a catastrophe for Dayu, who is still in the recovery period.
At this time, Ning Weimo said something that sounded cold-blooded but had to be recognized.
"They are all barbaric places, and some people will always die, but the good thing is that they are not a wealthy place, and the impact on Dayu is already minimal."
This is said as if human life in a barbaric land is not human life.
However, these words
Here, I can really use one sentence...it's good that it's good.
The richer the land, the less likely it is for people to rebel. Rich people are unwilling to let their wealthy lives be affected. If a rebellion does occur, then the good days will really be gone.
Yao Xinyuan's next words were even more ruthless.
Yao Xinyuan said: "The imperial court's control over barbaric areas has always been weak. Taking this opportunity to kill a group of people is also a shock. From then on, Shangyang's influence in these places will be completely eradicated. If your Majesty implements benevolent policies, then
The people's faith will be transferred from Shangyang to the imperial court."
These words sounded so ordinary to them, as if they didn't make any waves at all.
But Xin Yanque seemed to have seen what the barbaric land Ning Weimo and Yao Xinyuan said would look like, full of blood.
So he remained silent.
His silence was not because Ning Weimo, Yao Xinyuan and others were too cold-blooded, but because he was thinking that he was still not suitable to be an emperor.
If the Supreme Saint was here, he would probably feel a little relieved to hear the words of Ning Weimo and Yao Xinyuan.
First induce people in barbaric areas to rebel, and then put down the rebellion in a decisive and ruthless way, and then promulgate benevolent policies. In this way, the people's hearts will return to the court.
To put it simply, this is actually a slap in the face and then a candied date.
It's just that everything has changed, but this change has become more profound and cruel.
"That......"
Xin Yanque, who had been silent for a while, finally couldn't help but ask: "Has the office ever conducted a deduction to find out how many people will die in the end?"
Ning Weimo leaned over and said: "Please
Your Majesty forgives the incompetence of the ministers and others. It is true that we have not yet calculated how many people will be involved."
Xin Yanque asked no more questions.
Because he knew very well, how could Ning Weimo not have a rough guess? Ning Weimo is not saying anything now because the feedback from various places has not yet arrived.
It's hard for him to give a number directly, and he won't be able to explain it if there is a big discrepancy.
In half a year, Xin Yanque will probably have a rough answer when he asks Ning Weimo, but that number cannot be small.
"I...get it, please step back."
Xin Yanque leaned back and raised his hand to rub the corner of his brow.
He suddenly remembered that when he first met Lin Ye in Yunzhou, he felt that Lin Ye was not direct and domineering enough. Looking at it now, Lin Ye should have already thought about how many people would die.
"Being an emperor... is tiring."
After everyone left the imperial study, Xin Yanque raised his hand, rubbed his temples, and muttered to himself.
At this time, Ning Weimo, who was walking outside, breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his temples with his hands as he walked.
"Your Majesty probably feels distressed."
Yao Xinyuan said softly.
Ning Weimo said: "Of course Your Majesty must feel distressed, because they are all His Majesty's subjects. As assistant ministers, you and I should also feel distressed."
He looked at Yao Xinyuan, but Yao Xinyuan did not answer.
"Your Majesty is tired, and so are we."
Ning Weimo said as he walked: "But the plan set by the Supreme Sage is that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Since we want to improve it, we should improve it directly from the root instead of sticking a plaster wherever it hurts.
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Yao Xinyuan
Said: "That's what I say, but aren't you and I just a plaster stuck here temporarily?"
Then he laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "In the future, neither Ning Gong nor I will have a good reputation in the history books."
Ning Weimo said: "It doesn't matter, you and I can't be ranked number one."
Yao Xinyuan laughed because of these words, still a little helpless.
"How many lives..."
After finishing laughing, the two ministers, who spoke calmly and cold-bloodedly in front of the emperor, muttered to themselves at the same time.