I wield power with my innate talents, and forge the Heavenly Court.

Chapter 88 National Fate and Public Grievance, Files and Purpose

Chapter 88 National Fate and Public Grievance, Files and Purpose

If we add the constraints of their natural status, the chances of them learning to exploit loopholes and engaging in embezzlement, bribery, or other crimes might be even lower.

At least in the short term, their integrity should be guaranteed.

As for what comes after, the dynasty will probably be able to cultivate some talent.

When the time comes, those who have made contributions will be promoted, those who have not will be demoted, and those who have made mistakes will be punished.

After listening to Wang Chao's explanation, the twenty or thirty village chiefs below the hall remained silent and pondered for a long time before someone finally stepped forward.

"President, I'm willing to give it a try."

Looking at the person in front of him, Wang Chao couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be an acquaintance.

"Oh? It's Wang Laoshi!"

Upon hearing Wang Chao's words, Wang Laoshi's face lit up with excitement and surprise, and he said somewhat awkwardly:
"Ah, the president still remembers me."

"Hahaha, how could I forget? You and the other members of the commune played a huge role in how easily the People's Salvation Army captured Lintao Prefecture."

Hearing this, Wang Laoshi chuckled somewhat sheepishly and said:

"Hehe, not at all, it's just that the leader is very good at leading, and the soldiers of the militia risked their lives to save them."

"Haha, good! From now on, you will be the prefect of Lintao Prefecture, and you will manage the affairs of Lintao Prefecture with me."

"Yes, yes, yes~?"

Upon hearing Wang Chao's words, Wang Laoshi's eyes widened in disbelief. He had become a prefect?

"Me, me, me, can I?"

"sure!
And, since you've been staying by my side lately, I'll tell you what to do.

"Yes, yes, yes! President, Wang Zhongyuan guarantees to complete the mission!"

"Wang Zhongyuan?"

Wang Chao looked at Wang Zhongyuan and nodded with a smile.

The others were equally shocked.

That's a prefectural governor, how could you just let an old farmer take that position?

As for the fact that this title was not bestowed by the imperial court, but by a rebel leader, it was not actually granted by the court.

Haha, where was the imperial court when they were suffering?
They now only recognize the People's Salvation Army, and only recognize the Dynasty President and the Dynasty Leader.

In an instant, everyone was shocked and excited.

If Wang Laoshi can do it, then they certainly can too.

"President, Liu Wu is also willing to serve you."

"Well, you'll start as a sub-prefect, and then we'll assign you specific duties based on your strengths."

Next, everyone eagerly signed up, and the dynasty assigned them positions one by one.

Of course, for the time being, they are just going there to familiarize themselves with the relevant content and procedures.

With him in charge of Lintao Prefecture, there shouldn't be any problems.

Now that military control is in place, they are not required to achieve any political accomplishments for the time being. They only need to follow his orders and do their job according to their divine authority.

Immediately afterwards, the dynasty began to bestow upon them heavenly status one by one.

Normally, they would probably be able to handle the position of Zhaomo, an auditor of the ninth rank.

For example, a sub-prefect is a sixth-rank official; an assistant prefect is a fifth-rank official; and a prefect is a fourth-rank official, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford.

However, in urgent situations, the pressure they faced was borne by the dynasty.

In the past, the dynasty really couldn't have done these things.

Or rather, it wasn't that he couldn't do it before, but that he couldn't bear the pressure on a large scale for others.

Now, after another breakthrough and transformation, he can do it without any pressure.

However, he is not prepared to take the blame himself.

Instead, it is sustained by the spiritual energy that permeates heaven and earth.

To put it another way, the fate of the nation is to bear the consequences.

Yes, it refers to the fate of the nation.

This is the power that the dynasty has evolved through spiritual energy.

It was the positive, primal spiritual power that arose from the gratitude and blessings people had for the dynasty and the People's Salvation Army, which then evolved into that bright yellow power.

The dynasty further transformed it, removing many unnecessary lingering thoughts and purifying and refining it to form this new power.

A righteous, bright, and mighty national destiny, a bright yellow hue.

To oppose it is to oppose the will of the people under its rule. Although it cannot interfere with reality now, in terms of will and spirituality, no one except the dynasty can resist it.

The dynasty and its officials could then mobilize the national fortune according to their respective territories, deterring all evil spirits and those with ulterior motives.

At the same time, it can also, to some extent, show the degree of popular support the People's Salvation Army has gained in a certain area, and can also serve as one of the criteria for evaluating the performance of officials.

In addition, there is a opposing force, namely, negative spiritual forces such as dissatisfaction, complaints, and even curses and hatred, which manifest in a gray-black color. The dynasty called this the resentment of all living beings, or the grievances of the people.

In other words, the dynasty no longer extracts all the residual consciousness from the original spiritual power generated by the masses and stores it in the consciousness space; it only stores the unconscious residual consciousness.

As for those conscious and subjective thoughts and ideas, the dynasty does not immediately take them into its consciousness space, but allows them to be eroded and transformed by spiritual power.

The dynasty did this so that officials in various regions could have a general understanding of the situation under their jurisdiction.

The newly created official positions, and even military generals, will gain the ability of spiritual vision after incorporating computational supernatural powers, enabling them to see the fate of the nation and the grievances of the people.

If the nation's fortunes are strong and the people's grievances are few, then the government must be well-governed.

Conversely, if the resentment of the people is overwhelming and the nation's fortune is weak and small, it indicates that the people under his rule are filled with resentment, and he is at least an incompetent and mediocre official.
In addition, they can also see the iron-blooded aura of the army, as well as similar powers derived from individuals, such as the spiritual radiance emanating from the true qi of military strategists and the true qi of farmers.

And now.
After receiving their official positions, Wang Zongyuan and the others looked out.

A dark red glow rose from the four city gates and the prefectural government office, while weaker red lights also rose in various parts of the city.

In the end, all these dark red lights merged together, transforming into a faint red glow that enveloped the city.

That was the iron-blooded, murderous aura emanating from the People's Salvation Army.

This indicates that the entire Lintao Prefecture is now under the control of the Salvation Army.

In addition, a faint, bright yellow national fortune sparsely enveloped the entire Lintao Prefecture. Below, most of the area was shrouded in a gray haze.

Even in the wealthy areas of the East, a dark cloud hung over the place.

This shows that the People's Salvation Army was extremely unpopular in Lintao Prefecture.

The various families in the wealthy eastern district were even more eager to annihilate the People's Salvation Army immediately.

However, although the East was shrouded in dark clouds and the people were filled with resentment, it was firmly suppressed by the faint red glow, and no storm could rise up.

"This"

Upon seeing the state of Lintao Prefecture, Wang Zhongyuan and the others' expressions changed slightly.

They already knew the significance of this situation from their respective official ranks.

Gray represents a feeling of indifference, despite some dissatisfaction and complaints.

The militia occupied the city and resumed their normal lives.

If one day the militia is defeated, they will at most sigh a few times, and then continue to live as they do now.

Black, on the other hand, represents resentment and hatred.

Nowadays, apart from the militia and the civilians who have entered the city, the vast majority of people in Lintao Prefecture are neutral, so the gray fog shrouds the sky and the nation's fortune is thin.

Many people in the wealthy eastern district of the city hated and antagonized them even more.

Rounding up, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that their rescue of the militia made them the enemy of the entire city, right?
Seeing the changes in everyone's expressions, Wang Chao couldn't help but smile and comfort them:
"We have only just occupied Lintao Prefecture, and the people in the city have very little understanding of our policies, so it is inevitable that there are many misunderstandings and misunderstandings."
Given enough time, we will naturally be able to win back the hearts and minds of the people.

"What about there?"

Wang Zhongyuan hesitated, then looked towards the east of the city.

"Oh, there."

As you can see, those are the enemy!

As for the enemy, hehe.

When the story reached its later stages, Wang Chao couldn't help but chuckle coldly.

Wang Zhongyuan and the others instantly understood the dynasty's meaning.

Since they are enemies, they must be killed.

A dead opponent is a good opponent.

Just as everyone was thinking this, Jiang Bo's report came from outside again.

"Chief, Cui Wenxiu from the east of the city has sent an invitation, wishing to host a banquet for you at Chunsheng Restaurant."

"Ah~?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhongyuan and the others looked at Wang Chao in surprise, and then at the striking black cloud in the east of the city.

"Ha ha."

Seeing everyone's expressions, Wang Chao couldn't help but laugh.

"This is not hard to understand. They are now making a living under our militia. No matter how much they hate and are hostile to us, they have to send us goodwill signals."
Otherwise, hmph.

This is the power of wielding force. No matter what kind of wealthy family or gentry you are, you have to obediently follow his rules.

"Is the chief going to the banquet?"

"Attend the banquet? Ha, I can't be bothered arguing with them."

Wang Chao sneered, and then spoke.

"Come with me now and let's take a look at the files of the major families in Lintao Prefecture."

"Yes!"

Wang Zhongyuan and the others exchanged glances, then bowed and accepted the order.

On the 18th day of the first month of the sixth year of the Tianqi reign (1626), Li Yunzhong, the steward of the Cui family, ordered his servants to beat a family of three to death and seize 15 acres of fertile land.
On May 13th, Zhang Yunxiao, the fifth son of the Zhang family, slaughtered the entire husband's family in an attempt to forcibly take a woman.
On the 17th day of the second month of the seventh year of the Tianqi reign (1627), Xiaoyun, a maid in the Cui household, accidentally splashed tea on the new dress of Miss Cui Yunying and was beaten to death.

When his family went to demand an explanation, they were beaten out by the housekeeper, Li Yunzhong, and all of them died suddenly in their home that night.
One heinous act after another made Wang Zhongyuan and his accomplices' foreheads bulge and their eyes widen in fury.

I wish I could rush to the east of the city right now and kill all those man-eating monsters.

"boom!"

"What a bunch of beasts! They all deserve to die!"

Wang Zhongyuan slammed his hand on the table in anger, making a dull thud.

Looking at the indignant crowd, Wang Chao chuckled and said something.

"Hehe, you can't say that. At least the Ji family has done quite a few good deeds, especially the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Mingyuan, who has indeed done a lot of good deeds."

"That's true."

However, this is ultimately only a minority.
Moreover, the young master of the Ji family is also a spoiled brat. Although he hasn't done anything particularly evil, he's still extremely arrogant and domineering.

Wang Zhongyuan remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

However, he then added a sentence at the end, expressing his dissatisfaction with those wealthy and powerful businessmen.

"Hehe, we can't condemn them all at once."

"President, Boss, you're showing us these things. Is there some explanation you want to give?"

Finally, Wang Zhongyuan couldn't help but speak up.

"Well, that's true.

"You've seen the case files, now go and find some people to file charges against all these families who have committed evil deeds eleven times, according to the records in them."

"There are many cases here, some of which are from years ago. Do you think they can still admit to them?"

Wang Chao glanced at the crowd and said calmly.

"Admit it? Do I need them to admit it?"

Once the Wang family confirms the truth of the matter, whether the Cui family admits it or not is irrelevant.

They're determined to raid this house.

(End of this chapter)

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