Let these people have their own property, food, and land, and if they don't want to lose these things, they can only follow Liu Zhenhua's idea to become soldiers, get free food, and obtain war exploits, in exchange for land and silver rewards.

Although the Chinese have been in awe of the gods since ancient times, they have never pinned all their hopes on the gods like foreigners.

For example, although some places worship the dragon king, if the dragon king does not do his job well, and there is a drought for many years, the local villagers will move the dragon king out of the dragon king temple, which is called the dragon king.

Even think that the gods can be teased, he Liu Zhenhua is called the Lord of the Stove, this Lord of the Stove is one of the gods who are teased, when people are sacrificing to the stove, there are rice cakes, there are sesame sugar, all think that this can stick to the mouth of the Lord of the Stove, the Lord of the Stove serves the good and evil, so that even if people do something wrong, they are not afraid of the Lord of the Stove to report to the Jade Emperor.

As for the interests, the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, Liu Zhenhua's identity as a god, and then apportioned to the interests of these people, the gods fool the fools, and the interests bind the wise, it is simply a lore.

As soon as he heard Liu Zhenhua say that he wanted to divide the grain, the surrounding villagers and heavenly soldiers immediately knelt on the ground in unison.

The heavenly soldiers bowed to Liu Zhenhua, although Liu Zhenhua took care of the rice on weekdays, let them have white rice porridge to drink, and gave them precious weapons, but they always felt that something was missing, food, land, and now they have it, and the gap in their hearts has finally been filled.

In the past, they supported Liu Zhenhua as the king to save the world, but now they have something more practical, protect the existing land and food, and get more land and food.

The rest of the villagers bowed to Liu Zhenhua, they not only got the land, but now they have food, they used to be in awe of Liu Zhenhua's immortal means, but now, they support the Lord of the Stove from the bottom of their hearts.

The emperor, who was far away in Beijing, would only loot from them, would only pay taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and would only watch them be displaced and starve to death in the wilderness in this year of great drought, how could he possibly distribute land and food to them.

"Thank you, Lord Stove!"

They shouted in unison.

It's not just someone who shouted, "Long live the Lord of the Stove!" ”

The others shouted.

"Long live the Lord of the Stove!"

"Long live the Lord of the Stove!"

Long live the dog emperor shouting, it is better to shout the king of the stove.

The shouting shook the sky, Liu Zhenhua looked at this scene, five hundred people knelt on the ground and kept chanting, this scene was very shocking, unimaginable, he stood on the high stairs, civil and military officials, countless Imperial Forest Army Praetorian Guards or something, knelt down below and shouted Long live the scene.

Thinking about it makes people feel extremely excited, the smell of power is permeated, and Liu Zhenhua's heart to chase that position at this moment has almost reached its peak.

Before that, he was just trying to take his fate into his own hands.

Liu Zhenhua can be regarded as somewhat understanding of Zhao Gao's actor at the beginning, and climbed to the highest step by step.

Monk Wang listened to the shouts in his ears, his face was stained with blood, and his face looked a little unsightly, the uprisings everywhere sounded very smooth, there were almost no failures, and there were no exterminations.

But he was defeated, after the news came out from the county government, he immediately rebelled, wanting to discredit and kill the soldiers, who knew that the county order had already been guarded, and hundreds of people came back Now there are forty or fifty, which can almost be said to be a big defeat, almost making him have no prestige at all.

If it weren't for the fact that these people were all grasshoppers in the same boat as him now, I am afraid they would all scatter and flee and would not gather around him.

Now he fled here overnight, but listening to the shouts inside, he was very depressed in his heart, they were all people, they were all rebels, why did everyone else call him king, and even the people under his hands could shout long live so neatly, this treatment was almost the same as the emperor.

Why is there such a big gap between people, such a huge contrast makes Monk Wang a little depressed in his heart.

But now, relying on the strength of this person, to revolt again, Monk Wang suppressed the thoughts in his heart and walked towards the village.

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The heavenly soldiers were snorting and eating white porridge, and the mustard was crunchy by them, and the villagers looked at these heavenly soldiers eating white porridge and mustard with envy.

Some of them have eaten these white porridge and mustard, their mouths and stomachs still remember how fragrant the white porridge and mustard are, they have also drunk white porridge rice before, but there has never been any white rice porridge that can be compared with the white rice porridge conjured up by the king of the stove, and the same is true of mustard.

Some people have never eaten it, but when they smell the porridge and look at the faces of these people who are enjoying it, they know how delicious the white porridge and mustard are.

"Ma Ma, I want to be a soldier when I grow up."

"My son is really powerful, when you are older, you will go into battle to kill the enemy, kill three people, and you will be able to be a soldier on the day, and when the time comes, the prince of the stove will personally give you a weapon and give you porridge."

The woman looked at her yellow-skinned son and said.

"Okay, kill the enemy, be a heavenly soldier, eat white porridge, and receive artifacts."

There are heavenly soldiers, there are militias, and if the militia kills three people, they can be promoted to heavenly soldiers, which is the rule that Liu Zhenhua has just set.

After eating, it was time to get down to business, and the food that had been knocked into the sack was removed.

"Ren family, three adults, eighteen buckets of grain, go forward to receive food."

Ren Fanyi sat in front of a wooden table, and the booklet in front of him recorded the names of more than 500 people under Liu Zhenhua.

A family has six buckets of food for adults, three buckets for children, and four buckets for the elderly.

In the landlord's house, there may not be so much gold and silver treasures, but there is definitely a lot of grain.

They scavenged and withheld the grain in the tenants' homes every year, and used part of the grain handed over by the tenants to offset taxes, and a lot of grain was stored in the granary, if it were not for the drought in northern Shaanxi, the grain piled up below would probably be moldy and black.

Rao is like this, and the grain below is also considered to be old grain.

"By the way, there are old grains and new grains, you originally had to receive old grain, but the king of the stove loves the people like a son, and he is unwilling to let you suffer.

Ren Fanyi mentioned it, his Ren family followed Liu Zhenhua when he left Tianjin, and he was considered a veteran team, so he naturally had to take the lead.

"Then I want old grain, anyway, I have to eat these days, the old grain and new grain are almost the same, and there is one more bucket of old grain, and there are three more buckets in my family, so there will be three more buckets."

Ren Zhuo said, and then came to Ren Hongli and the others who distributed the grain, and received twenty-one buckets of grain.

When the rest of the people saw this scene, they also made up their minds in their hearts, they wanted to choose old grain, what Ren Zhuo said was true, many of them were not heavenly soldiers, and they had to start eating when they got food, and they could also eat old grain, but they couldn't store it for too long, and the extra bucket of grain was real.