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Yang Yi strode out, he didn't need any holy decree or any other tokens, as the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses and the most trusted person of the emperor, he used to be equivalent to the will of His Majesty the emperor.

Forbidden army outside the city.

Since ancient times, the imperial forbidden army has been synonymous with lax discipline, because most of the forbidden soldiers were the children of the powerful, and they generally came to gild rather than suffer.

However, this is not the case with the forbidden army in charge of Yang Yi, whether it is the son of a good family or the children of the powerful, they are trained as steel one by one.

I saw that the camp did not say a word, there was no noise, and the guards guarding the barracks looked neat, as if carved out of a mold.

Yang Yi's figure appeared in the camp.

"Subordinates meet the general!!"

The soldiers quickly assembled, roaring in the mountains and forests, and everyone's eyes looking at Yang Yi were full of fanatical worship.

They were trained by Yang Yi, and Yang Yi was a perfect saint in their eyes.

"Little Five, notify the three armies to come here for review immediately!" As Yang Yi spoke, he took out the tiger talisman from his arms.

"Yes!"

The soldiers went down with the tiger talisman.

Soon, 30,000 people were assembled.

"See the Generalissimo!!" The blood rushed into the sky, forming a white tiger with teeth and claws, and an iron-blooded strong army.

A truly strong army is never made by killing alone.

Instead, they eat and live with the soldiers and respect their subordinates. Yang Yi is such a person, maybe in Yang Xiao's eyes, Yang Yi is a ruthless and unrighteous father, but in the eyes of this group of soldiers, Yang Yi is closer than their father.

Of the 30,000 people in front of him, Yang Yi can almost call each other's names; Just imagine, a high-ranking official, a Duke of Wei can easily call out the name of an insignificant soldier, how exciting it is, enough to make people willing to die for it.

"Let's go!!"

Yang Yi rode on the dragon's blood horse and rode the dust.

The army set off along the official road, and there were people along the road who stopped to watch, and some people wanted to escape, but when they saw that it was the flag of Wei Guogong, they were not afraid.

"Wei Guogong's flag!!"

"It's Wei Guogong!!"

The people cheered.

Yang Yi is a god-like figure in the eyes of the common people, who can govern the country and stabilize the country with literature and calm the world with martial arts.

In the army, he is a god of war who is strong in martial arts and invincible; In the people, he is a moral saint, he stipulates the folk system of etiquette and religion, and lays down the guidelines of the monarch and minister, father and son, and husband, he is the book, and he is the Tao.

The army rushed to the frontier.

Somewhere in the city, there was a woman's scream.

I saw a man in the room holding a wooden stick and beating his wife.

"How bold you are to dare to talk to a man, if it weren't for the street, you two wouldn't be able to hug each other?" The man was furious.

"No...... That's my cousin!! The woman's face was blue and unwilling to refute.

"Dare to talk back, your old Lin family still claims to be a scholarly family, and the husband Yang Shengren said is a wife, haven't you learned?"

When the woman said this, she was beaten even more severely by her husband.

The man is a showman, and he admires Yang Yi very much, and in his eyes, Yang Yi is a saint.

Knock knock!!

In the alley north of the city, a team beat gongs and drums and carried a big red sedan chair.

It's not a marriage, it's a martyrdom.

Da Li advocated chastity, which was originally a part of the husband and wife's routine, but the wife kept chastity for her husband, and later was increased step by step by the people below, becoming a widow and chastity, and even martyrdom in a serious way.

Out of the sedan chair came a woman with a haggard face.

The woman is not very old, perhaps less than twenty years old, and her husband dies less than a year after she is married.

The woman pinched the corners of her clothes, her fingers were tense and white, she didn't want to die, but everyone wanted her to die, including her own parents.

She can't resist, she can't run away, or she will be spurned by everyone.

"I hate you guys!!" Step by step, he walked to the mouth of the well, and under the expectant gaze of officials, neighbors, relatives, and family members, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Suddenly, the gongs and drums were noisy, the county official personally presented the chastity plaque, and the woman's parents cried with joy.

In the huge city, parents control their children, husbands beat their wives and daughters, and bureaucrats oppress their subordinates.

Some people have been spurned and even killed for violating etiquette.

This is the great world brought by the saint Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's etiquette and religion standardized the civil order, on the one hand, it also guided people to be good, on the other hand, it also produced many drawbacks, resulting in people's rigid thinking and rotten thinking, like a pool of stagnant mud.

But for the imperial court, the emergence of ritual religion also greatly strengthened the control of the people.

Southwestern Frontier.

Here's another scene.

"Daomen is free to heal! Someone from the Daomen has come to heal the disease!! ”

In the morning, the village chief beat gongs and drums, the doors of the houses in the village were opened, and men, women and children came out.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Don't rob it!"

With the laughter of children, everyone lined up at the entrance of the village.

Soon, several people dressed as Taoist priests came here with large bags of things and treated the villagers in turn.

After seeing the disease, he inspected the crops and water conservancy under the leadership of the village chief, left some seeds, and then left, and continued to the next place.

This is the territory controlled by the Daomen, and compared with the depressed Dali, there is a touch of relaxation and cheerfulness.

The largest castle in the mountains and forests is called Xia Castle.

The summer city is built on the mountain, magnificent and tall.

In the highest city lord's mansion, Yang Xiao stood by the window and looked down on all beings.

"Yang Yi, you are wrong. Cangyu really knows etiquette, food and clothing, and knows honor and disgrace, and it is the king to let the people eat first. ”

Yang Yi walked the way of destroying desires, advocating the preservation of heavenly principles and destroying human desires; Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, old or young, men and women, they promote the so-called guidelines, as if they feel that as long as people understand etiquette, everything will become better.

This kind of implementation of the Gang Rite Religion will eventually become a tool for the powerful to oppress the poor.

And Yang Xiao is different, he has lived a hard life since he was a child, and he understands what it feels like to be hungry, when people's eyes are hungry and their bodies are shivering, there is no so-called etiquette in his heart, and people at that time are a beast, and the horror is a beast that eats people.

Therefore, he wanted to start by eating, and when his stomach was full, people could get rid of the materialistic desires of beasts, and then it would be easy to educate.

Based on this concept, Yang Xiao asked the Taoist master for a thousand catties.

"Obviously, my idea has succeeded, Yang Yi, one day, I will make you bow your head and admit your mistakes and understand who is right. Reveal your true colors to the world. There was a fire of hatred burning in Yang Xiao's eyes.

Yang Yi is nominally his father, but the moment he learns the truth, the role of his father has been dead.

If he encounters Yang Yi in the future, he will definitely use the most cruel means to avenge his mother and give his mother justice.

Yang Xiao returned to the house and wrote down an order.

"Send another 10,000 men to the mountains and defeat all the savages."

Once the southwest mountains are unified, they will also have the capital to attack, retreat and defend.

Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, wait for the time to move, and occupy the first opportunity.

This is Yang Xiao's current strategy.

Of course, the most important thing is the two powerful decisions of Fenghua and Xuanji, in fact, Yang Xiao's original idea was a little more radical, Yang Xiao originally wanted to win quickly, he advocated the theory of quick victory, and felt that quick victory was the most important thing, otherwise if it dragged on, the other party would become stronger and stronger by virtue of his control of the land of China.

When the Daomen army comes, it will also suffer great losses.

Of course, there are personal vendettas, which is unknown.

Maybe Yang Xiao just wanted to prove himself in front of Yang Yi as soon as possible, no matter what, he couldn't refute the decision made by the two powers.

However, Yang Xiao believes that one day, he will also grow to the point where he is on an equal footing with the Fenghua Xuanji, or even the Taoist Master.

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The mountains are located in small cities dotted with stars, most of the cities only have one or two narrow mountain roads to communicate, the terrain disadvantages of the southwest mountains are like this, it is difficult to attack, difficult to govern, it takes a huge amount of manpower and material resources to connect together, a little bit of wind and grass, and even cut off the connection between the cities.

Once a large force forcibly integrates the southwestern mountains, it is also a good army with the experience of the struggle between man and nature here.

As the power of the Daomen grew, it gradually spread to the small rural towns beyond the mountains.

In the city, all over the country enshrines the Daomen Taiyi brand, and the three elders take the lead in the villagers to establish a unique township organization of Daomen, which is responsible for the distribution of thousands of catties of rice, water conservancy dredging, poverty relief, and the adjustment of the relationship between the villages.

Life is getting better day by day, and many people are looking to the door.

This change is also reflected in the nearby Castle Peak Castle.

In the city, the township covenant organized people to build porridge sheds, free medical treatment, free teaching, and so on.

On this day, a man came from outside the city.

This person is covered with wind and frost, a white-washed shirt, penniless and looks like a shabby showman, penniless, and a middle-aged man alone.

Xiucai's clothes are shabby, his expression is not shocked, and he seems to have big ambitions in his chest.

There was a group of people lining up not far away, and Xiucai stepped forward and asked the old man next to him, "Uncle, what are you doing here?" ”

"Drink porridge, or you will line up to do something." The old man smiled kindly.

"Oh? Which shop has such a good business? Xiucai said.

"No money, this is distributed for free by the great benevolent people of the Daomen, and anyone can drink it." Speaking of Daomen, the old man gave a thumbs up and praised again and again.

"Those free clinics next to them, and the righteous studies are also from the Daomen? All without money? Don't want to bundle up and repair? ”

"All not."

Xiucai pondered for a long time and asked, "What is the Daomen diagram?" ”

"Where to vomit something, it's just to see that we live in hardship, and the adults of the Daomen are kind-hearted, besides, what do we have that people are greedy for?"

Xiucai left without saying a word, and Gujing Wubo's expression fluctuated slightly.

"What a weirdo." The old man muttered, then ignored it.

Xiucai observed the scenery of the small town along the road, the appearance of the people here is different from the general border town, most of the people in the border town have yellow muscles and a blank expression, which is generally caused by the hardship of life.

And this place is different from those places, they are in full spirit, their complexions are ruddy, and they don't have so many intrigues, and they are polite and sensible.

As the ruling class of the empire, he was not happy about the changes in the people, but worried.

All this is not often brought about by the Rite Compendium, but the so-called Taoism.

The people in the vicinity clearly identified with the Daomen.

With doubts, Xiucai walked to the preaching hall of the Daomen.

The neatly dressed and good-looking Taoist priest chattered endlessly about the concept of Taoism, and Xiucai listened intently for a moment.

Unlike other sects, they do not force people to believe in a certain god, but only explain the principles and ordinary rituals that let people know the world. There are often some fathers and sons, but the upper echelons such as the monarch's father also have some more obligations, unlike Yang Yi's theory, the monarch's father has absolute authority.

Xiucai is Yang Yi, and suddenly heard this kind of theory of the crooked way of the evil sect, Gujing Wubo's expression finally broke through, he blushed, and muttered to himself: "The crooked way of the evil sect, Yang Xiao, you brute, I knew I would have killed you." ”

Yang Yi felt that his ideas had been challenged like never before, which was an extremely terrifying thing.

At this time, a person quietly appeared next to Yang Yi.

"My lord, what about the people in this city?" The pro-soldier asked.

"They have been bewitched by the demon path, and they can't turn back, so they have all been killed." Yang Yi's face was solemn, even with a hint of madness, and he had no moral saint demeanor.

"Yes!" The soldiers left quietly.

He admitted that Yang Xiao and Daomen were indeed the strongest enemies he had encountered in his life.

The reason why it is a great enemy of life and death is not determined by the realm, no matter how strong the enemy is, Yang Yi has the confidence to win the battle.

The most important point is that the Daomen is in conflict with oneself in terms of philosophy, or even the complete opposite.

The reason why they slaughtered the people here was because they had been brainwashed by the Daomen, and in order to prevent the evil and crooked ideas of the Daomen from spreading, they could only cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

"Not only you, but other places outside the city also have to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, for the sake of the common people in the world, I can only sacrifice you."

Yang Yi's murderous machine suddenly rose.

Before, he wanted to go straight to the lair, but now he changed his mind.

Once the Daomen is strong, it will be the momentum of the spark that will ignite the prairies, and it is necessary to be decisive, and not to have the kindness of a woman, this is the most appropriate way.

Knock knock!!

There was a dull drum beat from heaven and earth, and the drum seemed to affect everyone's hearts and ignite the blood of the body.

Knock knock knock......

The drums were getting closer and closer, and the discomfort of this blood boiling was getting bigger and bigger, and many people with weak constitutions fainted to the ground.

At this moment, the whole city stopped and looked up at the sky, because the drums were coming from all directions, and they could only look at the sky.

"This is the drum of the imperial court! Don't panic!! ”

People of insight knew what it was, and they all told the people next to them, and a series of voices passed, and everyone finally settled down.

Soon, the guards at the city gate saw that it was the imperial forbidden army and opened the city gate under their orders.

"Kill!!"

The first thing the Forbidden Army did when they came in was to draw a knife and kill someone.

"Mother!!"

"Xianggong!"

For a time, the screams were repeated, and everywhere the iron horse went, blood flowed like a river, and families were ruined.

The army of Lichao had attacked their people, and they did not understand why they were killed until they died.

Maybe in the future, some people will know, and it is estimated that they will also wonder, why do they have to be killed just by eating something from the Daomen?

Blood flowed from the bustling streets.

Yang Yi walked in it, and blood paved the way for him, paving the way for a supreme moral saint. (End of chapter)