Chapter 143: Ideological Attack
Of course, Zhang Xun didn't plan to use the same means as the Gongrong Circle.
The main thing is that he feels that the name is prepared for all-out war, and he is only dealing with a small area.
So, for now...... I don't need this.
But the co-prosperity circle inspired him by his thinking.
If you want to eliminate the resistance of those people in the west, you can't achieve it by force, such as a high-pressure policy, suppressing it with the army, of course, it is easy, but that will only backfire.
Zhang Xun plans to manage that place well, and even become the first main grain producing area in Yingyang.
Those people from the Westland have long been targeted by him, wanting to expand the population of Yingyang.
He was not a transit locust, but wanted long-term peace and stability, so he did not consider the idea of suppressing it by force.
"Since it is not possible to use force, then we can only start from the spirit. β
Zhang Xun felt that there were too many precedents for him to refer to in the history of the world, but each precedent was applied according to specific national conditions, but it could not be forcibly copied to another world.
It's like a Chinese medicine prescription.
They are all cures for stomach diseases, but according to each person's physical condition, the prescription is also different.
"If you take medicine indiscriminately, you will die. β
Zhang Xun deeply understands this, so he feels that he should start from Yingyang's own situation.
So, he thought of religion.
"Religion influences the spirit, can we think of some way from the religious point of view? How do you think, those natives who have not yet cultivated strong patriotic feelings, and who have not been educated by love and ideas, should be relatively easy to adapt to the new identity, right?"
Zhang Xun pondered and felt that there were some possibilities, but he didn't know how to operate it.
However, considering this kind of thing, there should always be a precedent in the history of religion in the history of the world, if this is the case......
"It looks like it's time to go to Jing'en Temple again. β
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I don't know if it's a coincidence, but in short, since Chana's talent marked the casual person before, then he should always be useful.
Zhang Xun didn't know if casual religious studies could help him with this matter, but he didn't hesitate to take the time to try it out.
Going up the mountain again, the mood is very different.
Perhaps because of those casual remarks, Zhang Xun's awe of this mountain and this temple was mostly dispersed.
When he walked halfway up the mountain, Zhang Xun saw a black dog.
It's a little white.
It was crouching angrily on a rock, grinning at a speeding car down the hill.
Whimpering, very anxious, but helpless about it.
"Hello. β
Zhang Xun greeted it.
Xiao Bai turned his head and glanced at him coldly, and then his pitch-black nose moved, probably recognizing him.
Zhang Xun walked over and caught it in Xiaobai's puzzled gaze.
After that, Zhang Xun hugged the dog all the way up.
Sure enough, at the entrance of the temple, I found a casual search for dog tracks.
"Ahh β
casually and helplessly carried Xiaobai over, and then smiled at Zhang Xun: "It's you who helped me again." β
"No thanks. β
"Hey, you don't seem to be looking good, you seem to be very weak. β
"The master's eyes are like torches, and he is just sick. Zhang Xun said reluctantly.
The two walked through the temple, gossiping, and returned to their leisure accommodation.
The room was still so messy, no different.
"I'm here to ask you about a religion-related issue. Zhang Xun got straight to the point.
Leisure has a unique personality, and perhaps because of his profession, he has a certain degree of resistance to all kinds of people who come here with strange purposes, so although Zhang Xun actually came over to ask religious questions, he didn't ask much.
He loved to chat.
Therefore, he was very interested in the almost academic question of whether religion was useful in assisting the army to occupy the enemy country in history.
"Of course it works!"
The casual answer was extremely decisive and extremely affirmative.
"The mission of religion is to take care of the human spirit, especially in the ancient times when the people's spirit was empty, it is completely the spiritual filling, the essence of man is different from that of animals, Aristotle said that the essence of man is an intelligent animal, but Marx said that the essence of man is social relations, but no matter what you say, one thing is always certain, that is, human beings have a unique, spiritual need compared to many other creatures with low intelligence, and the need for the material is as important. β
Reading can solve the problem to a certain extent, but in ancient times, the literacy rate was so low, and those who mastered book knowledge were already high-end talents, and the vast majority of the audience faced by religion was precisely those who were illiterate, and religion could satisfy the spiritual emptiness of these people. β
So, since the mind of resistance and the sense of belonging to one's own country are spiritual, religion can certainly be used to solve the problem. β
Casual speaking is extremely certain.
Zhang Xun took a breath and asked, "Then how to solve it?"
"The easiest and most straightforward way is to change their faith. β
Xian Xian smiled slightly, and said: "According to the scenario you hypothetical, if you want to integrate these people into your country, there are various means, of course, material is a very important aspect, this does not need me to say, we all know, at the spiritual level, we need to launch an ideological attack on the enemy country." β
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One day after another, another night.
Zhang Xun decided to enter Yingyang again.
His mental strength had not yet fully recovered, but he was not prepared to delay any longer.
Although, crossing the plane without a full recovery will definitely allow his period of weakness to continue to prolong.
However, there are a lot of things that need to be arranged by him one by one, which makes him sigh again that it is really a very big problem that his mental power is not strong enough.
"Hurry up, you still have to find a way to meet the magician. β
Zhang Xun wrote down this on the schedule in his heart, and then his eyes went dark, and his soul quietly descended to the otherworldly coordinates through the plane passage.
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In the early spring morning, Zhang Xun skillfully put on his robe and pushed the door out.
"Someone!"
"First of all, I have invited the prime minister to the imperial study, and I have important matters to discuss with him. β
"The second thing, please ask the Pope to come over and see him when I finish talking with the Prime Minister, there is also something important. β
"The third thing, invite a few masters of the royal alchemist, well, please three or four, I have something to order. β
"Fourth, please Chancellor of the Exchequer, bring the recent financial file, I want to see it. β
"Fifth ......"
Zhang Xun stood under the porch and gave orders to the waiters in front of him.
In one breath, more than a dozen orders were issued.
Although the envoys were extremely surprised and did not know what was wrong with His Majesty, they did not dare to ask, and immediately took the order and left.
It was like a flock of birds that scattered violently, conveying Zhang Xun's order to the entire royal capital.
LancΓ΄me, who came in a hurry, bit her lip, and when the others left, she hurriedly came over to serve Zhang Xun to wash.
However, it was again refused.
Zhang Xun sighed and said, "LancΓ΄me, I'll just wash my face, forget the rest, you go and help me with those foods, I'm hungry, ...... today." There's not much time, so much to do, and it's too busy. β