Fang Hong had always felt that as long as he let Zhao Cheng and them train the army and exterminate the bandits in the mountains, everything would be fine, and everything would be peaceful and stable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But he only discovered one thing today, these bandits are also human beings, if they are not forced to do so, who wants to fall into the grass? If it is not for the stomach to be full, who wants to plunder everywhere?

Therefore, the root of the problem is not in these bandits, but in the great lords in the city, and even in the gods of him.

It is an unfair thing for a very small number of people to control the fate of the very majority of people. What's even more ridiculous is that this vast majority of people do not get what they deserve from this very small number of people.

Therefore, there is a disease in this world! Human beings are born equal, not toys in anyone's hands.

At this time, Fang Hong suddenly thought of what Shopkeeper Zhao said to him at the beginning, if one day, when you don't know how to choose, then stand on the side of the majority, this is not wrong.

On the side of the majority, who is the majority? Is it the bandits? Or the people? Or the officials? In his view, the bandits and the people are one, and they are the majority of the victims.

The bandits went to rob the people, which is equivalent to a problem that the Buddha encountered at the beginning, the eagle wants to eat the pigeon, and if it does not eat the pigeon, it will die. But if you eat a pigeon, the pigeon will die.

Fang Hong is not a Buddha, he does not have great compassion for the heavens and people. But he now has a target to pass the blame on, and that is the officials in the city.

In Changning County, there are many wealthy families, and last time the vultures robbed more than a dozen houses, they obtained tens of thousands of taels of silver, which is unimaginable for the people outside. But Fang Hong would not choose to attack these people, because most of them were merchants, and no matter how much money they had, they also earned it themselves. In the process of making money, it may be a little dirty, but Fang Hong will not choose to be killed with a stick.

He was mainly aimed at those officials of the imperial court. To look at the houses repaired by the officials in the west of the city, all of them are extremely extravagant, no less than in the east of the city, and it is impossible to do this with their own money.

These people don't do a single thing, but they are proficient in everything, and they are fattened by themselves, but they don't have the slightest chance of living or dying in front of the people.

Even if there is a rebellion and turmoil outside, what can it do? Anyway, there is a court to stand up. If the court wins and the turmoil ends, they will still live a peaceful life. If the court loses, it's a big deal to change the dynasty, but even if the dynasty changes, they will just change the court and continue to be officials. After all, there are only such local squires, what else can the court do if they don't rely on them?

It is precisely because they are so fearless that they dare to be so unscrupulous.

But Fang Hong won't get used to them, could it be that without them, the world won't turn? It's just that those people are all close to the imperial court, and there is no problem in moving one or two, if a group of people are moved, it will definitely cause the imperial court to backlash. After all, these people were the cornerstones of the imperial court.

"If I want to move them, I have to start from the world. In Fang Hong's heart, for the first time, a thirst for power arose. If his person controls Changning County, what he wants to do is just a matter of one sentence, why should he be so restrained like now.

The gods have the benefits of the gods, and their power is strong, as long as they are under their own lives, they can be suppressed at will. And the human body also has the benefits of the human body, even if an ordinary person holds a knife, he can kill a nobleman.

Fang Hong has both, if he can't go hand in hand, it will be too wasteful. For example, in his current situation, if he only relied on the power of the gods, he could only deter a few officials at most, and no matter how much, it would cause the imperial court to suppress its luck. If he relied only on his human body, he was only the son of a rich man, and he had no right to speak in the city.

"If there is a disease in this world, then it must be cured!" Fang Hong's eyes flashed with divine light, and he made up his mind in his heart. He can't control other places, but this Changning County is his territory, and he won't allow any flaws.

At his feet, the gang of bandits had already gone far away. On the snow-white earth, you can see small black dots, like ants. Perhaps, their fate is also like ants, and human life is like ants!

"Boom. On Fang Hong's body, the incense was steaming, and suddenly it became majestic and sacred, and a glass-colored light flashed on his body. His thoughts instantly diffused, turning into a layer of shallow power, enveloping more than a hundred people in front of him.

"Stop!" everyone was marching hard, and suddenly, they only felt a flower in front of them, and the endless warm power surrounded them, and even their bodies had a little more strength. In front of them, an incomparably huge body appeared, half virtual and half real, like the gods in the book.

Fang Hong shrouded the bodies of hundreds of people with the spirit of one person, and it was inevitable that he would be overwhelmed. Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, the figure seems a little illusory.

"Ah...... Is this a god?" all the people present widened their eyes, and then they fell to their knees on the ground, kowtowing incessantly. They don't know what kind of god this is, but as long as it is, they have to bow down.

Many older people shed muddy tears. Did the gods come to their rescue? If so, then it was worth the amount of suffering they suffered.

"Go to the village where you lived, and there will be what you want. Fang Hong's voice, majestic and ethereal, resounded in everyone's hearts, making people feel convincing from the bottom of their hearts.

When the people heard this, they kept kowtowing, and how could they not believe what the gods said?

"Go ahead. Fang Hong waved his hand, and the huge figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. And everyone only felt in a trance, and the eyes of them turned into the snowy sky again.

"Let's go, let's go back to the village. "They used to be villagers in a village in the southwest, but then because of the drought, many people in the village died, and the rest of the people went into the mountains and grass to make a living, and survived by those young and strong people.

So, the crowd dragged their feet and began to go to the opposite place. I don't know if it's an illusion, but when they went back, they felt that their legs and feet were full of strength, and the cold was a little lesser. When they encounter such a situation, they attribute the credit to the gods, believing that it is the blessing of the gods.

"Uncle!" Not long after the group walked back, a shriveled old man suddenly slipped under his feet, and he was about to roll down the mountain. This mountain trail is difficult, and if you have bad legs and feet, it is easy to slide down.

Thank you for the reward of Haoran's spirit, touch the big ...... (To be continued.) )