Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 352 Little Ming King

Bozhou City.

A cavalry unit of more than ten heavily armored men galloped through the main street.

Even after more than a month of rest and repair.

However, the deep marks left by the ferocious war on this city have not been completely erased.

People were already walking back and forth on both sides of the street.

However, compared to its former prosperity, it appears much sparse and desolate.

Everyone was dressed in simple clothes, and although they were all busy, few of them looked pale or sickly.

"Haha, Sister Zhiruo is truly a genius! She has managed to govern such a large county so well in such a short time!"

On the iron cavalry, the tall figure at the head of the group surveyed the surroundings and laughed heartily in praise.

The dozen or so riders behind her, mid- to high-ranking generals of the White Lotus Sect, also echoed her sentiments.

The person in the lead was none other than Han Lin'er, the nominal leader of the White Lotus Sect, who was revered by countless followers as the "Little Ming King".

Since receiving guidance from Mo Yu on Mount Emei, and following his strategy with the assistance of the Emei Sect,

In just six months.

She quickly developed a force of her own!

A month ago, Han Lin'er personally led her troops to conquer Bozhou City, gaining her own territory and proving her abilities to the world!
From then on, she was able to get rid of the embarrassing situation of having only a nominal title but no real power!
The political legacy left by her father, Han Shantong, was only fully utilized after this, attracting a large number of supporters and rapidly expanding her influence.

At this moment, Han Lin'er is one of the most prestigious and powerful figures in the White Lotus Sect!
Even the second leader, Liu Futong, saw his prestige decline slightly compared to hers for a time.

Han Lin'er never imagined it.

It turns out that all of this could be so simple.

All I need to do is lead my troops and charge forward!

Reputation, status, power, and military strength.
Those things that she had tried so hard to obtain but could not get would come to her on their own.

However, the easy succession of victories inevitably led to an inflated ego.

But Han Lin'er was still clear that the reason she was able to be so relaxed was largely due to the responsibilities she should have originally borne.

Someone took the blame for her.

In the distance, I could just see the entrance to the government office.

Han Lin'er couldn't wait any longer and jumped down from the tall horse!

With a light touch of the toes on the saddle, the whole person flew lightly into the high wall like a swallow!

Even with a bulky suit of armor weighing tens of kilograms, it did not affect her agility in the slightest.

The servants who were holding stools and respectfully welcoming the arrival of the Little Ming King in front of the government office all looked bewildered.

However, the dozen or so high-ranking officers who returned with Han Lin'er were already used to Xiao Ming Wang's impetuous nature.

Each party proceeded with the handover to the government officials according to the established procedures.

Han Lin'er, who rashly used her lightness skill to leap over the government office, was stopped in her tracks by a sharp sword light that slashed down from below.

She casually unleashed a burst of energy, shattering the sword light in mid-air, and chuckled:
"Senior Sister Jingxuan, it's me! Han Lin'er!"

Master Jingxuan, holding a long sword, bowed to Han Lin'er with a helpless expression and said with a hint of reproach:
“Young King Ming, even you shouldn’t have flown directly over the government office like that. Such a reckless act will not only cause unnecessary panic in the city, but will also damage the prestige of the government office.”

"I'll be more careful next time, I'll be more careful next time."

Han Lin'er smiled awkwardly:
"It's been so long since I've seen Sister Zhiruo. I really missed her and lost my composure. I'll apologize to Senior Sister Jingxuan in person another day!"

With that, she squeezed past Abbess Jingxuan and rushed into the depths of the mansion.

Master Jingxuan shook her head again with a helpless expression.

As a high-level martial artist in Haozhou City, responsible for preventing disturbances by江湖人士 (jianghu figures) and assassins from committing crimes.

Having already reached the Innate Realm, she should theoretically have enough.

You should know that in this world today, there are many prefectures that cannot even find a single expert at the Innate Realm.

The situation was only maintained thanks to the elite guard composed of martial artists who had acquired their skills.

However, it doesn't matter whether it's the former or the latter.

In the presence of a Celestial Master, it's no different than having none at all.

Below the heavens and the earth, all are but ants!

As long as a Celestial Master is willing to lower himself to assassinate someone, any 'mortal' who has not reached the Celestial Realm and is not protected by a Celestial Master can be targeted.

Almost all of them are guaranteed to kill.

This has led to the fact that any force without a Grandmaster-level expert will find it difficult to grow into a powerful force that dominates a region.

Everyone has a Celestial Master level; if you're shameless, try assassination.

Then I can certainly swallow my pride and engage in assassination as well.

The final result will only be a lose-lose situation!

However, this unspoken rule only applies to assassinations.

It is permissible for a Celestial Master to appear on the front lines of the battlefield.

After all, they were surrounded by tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of elite troops.

Even a master as powerful as the Celestial Realm Grandmaster could become deeply entangled in it and die from exhaustion.

Han Lin'er quickly passed through the main hall and the back hall and arrived at the third hall.

The three main halls of the government office.

The first two are both public in nature.

These three halls were where the local prefects discussed government affairs and lived.

It is similar in size and specifications to the second hall, but its decoration is more ornate and has a more lived-in feel.

"Sister Zhiruo!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

A joyful shout rang out.

The master was seated, and a beautiful young woman in a moon-white dress, who was bent over her desk reviewing documents, and two scholars in blue robes below her, all raised their heads.

When Han Lin'er, fully armed and ready for battle, barged in so casually...

Zhou Zhiruo felt a pang of pain in her liver and rubbed her forehead.

Today, she retains her beautiful appearance, just as she always has.

But between her brows, she exuded a more dignified air of someone in power, and lost some of the naivety of a young girl.

"Greetings, Little King Ming."

The three of them stood up and bowed to Han Lin'er.

Han Lin'er waved her hand casually:
"We're all family, no need to be so formal! Uncle Du, Uncle Sheng, you can continue with your business and don't need to pay any attention to me. I'm just here to see my dear Zhiruo!"

The two Confucian scholars didn't seem to find it strange.

After bowing to the two of them again, he continued to work on his tasks at his desk.

Du Zundao and Sheng Wenyu.

The top talent left behind by Han Shantong, the strategist of the White Lotus Sect.

Historically, Han Lin'er appointed these two men as her left and right prime ministers.

He especially favored Du Zundao, attempting to use him to consolidate power from Liu Futong and seize real authority.

then……

On his way to work one day, Du Zundao was captured and killed by elite armored soldiers dispatched by Liu Futong.

How can anyone go to work without armor?

Immediately afterwards, Liu Futong proclaimed himself Prime Minister and Grand Tutor, continuing to wield absolute power. However, in this world, Han Lin'er clearly trusted Zhou Zhiruo more.

In terms of ability and strategy, Du Zundao and Sheng Wenyu were both superior to Zhou Zhiruo.

However, neither of them surrendered immediately when Han Lin'er had just returned to the White Lotus Sect and was in the most difficult situation.

Instead, they all chose to observe or, in other words, investigate.

It is precisely because so many people are observing that no one is willing to directly step in and support them.

This resulted in Han Lin'er having an extremely awkward position within the White Lotus Sect during that period.

When Han Lin'er went to Mount Emei, she was selected by Mo Yu through Zhou Zhiruo's introduction. She then gained strategic planning and support from the Emei Sect, and rose to prominence rapidly.

The awkward ones are now those who were just observing.

Adding flowers to brocade is never as good as providing charcoal in the snow.

Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo also has the added advantage of having her childhood playmates.

How can these two even compare their heads?!
However, the fact that they could sit comfortably in the main position did not cause much of an issue for the two talented individuals, Du Zundao and Sheng Wenyu.

This is enough to demonstrate Zhou Zhiruo's current capabilities.

Han Lin'er forcibly pulled him away, escaping the complicated political affairs.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a long-lost sense of ease.

For more than a month, she has not dared to relax in the slightest.

Every day I work diligently and cautiously, hoping to make as few mistakes as possible.

I will not let down Han Lin'er's trust and Brother Mo's expectations.

Fortunately, looking back now, she did a pretty good job.

Han Lin'er noticed the undisguised weariness on Zhou Zhiruo's face. She took her hand and said with great concern:
"Zhiruo, you've really had a tough time lately. If you feel tired, you might as well take a break."

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and chuckled softly:
Before he left, Brother Mo gave me a booklet that clearly listed how to deal with various matters.

Two other gentlemen, Mr. Du and Mr. Sheng, were also present to oversee the specific operations.

I may appear busy, but I haven't actually put in much effort.

"Brother Mo! Brother Mo! Zhiruo, why are you always thinking about your Brother Mo? Can't you see me?!"

Han Lin'er rolled her eyes, secretly grumbling to herself with a hint of jealousy, and gave a cold snort:
"The will of Heaven is unpredictable, and the world is ever-changing. How could anyone possibly foresee everything that will happen in this world?"

While I also admire Mr. Mo's talent, Zhiruo, you shouldn't be so self-deprecating.

Zhou Zhiruo raised an eyebrow, offering no explanation, but instead took out a thick booklet from her bosom and handed it over.

Han Lin'er took the book and looked through it with a lot of resentment. She had only been sleeping in the ice for about ten years, and her mind and experience had been missing for ten years. It wasn't that she was completely ignorant of these things.

However, after reading only a few pages, she fell into a deep silence.

Some things are better understood precisely because they are easy to comprehend.

She remarked on how her sister Zhiruo handled government affairs with such skill, decisiveness, and ruthlessness that even she was astonished.

After the fall of Haozhou City, all the noble families, wealthy merchants, and gentry within the city were confiscated and their families exterminated!
The whole family, all together, was packed up and sent to the Western Paradise!

Then, they opened granaries to distribute porridge, implemented military control, controlled public opinion, redistributed land and reduced taxes, and re-registered the land registers.
The combination of punches was executed with fluidity and ease.

This template-based approach may not be the best choice.

But often, having a relatively correct and complete solution is enough.

Indiscriminately, they sent all the wealthy households away in one fell swoop.

The methods were indeed a bit bloody and cruel.

However, it can eliminate any potential spies within the city to the greatest extent possible.

If you casually flip through history books and historical novels, you'll find that those who orchestrated internal and external collusion that led to the fall of a city were basically these kinds of people.

There weren't many people who could truly incite the city's residents, or leave enough spies within the city to break down the city gates at a crucial moment.

The Mongol Yuan dynasty, despite its inhumane style, was extremely disliked among the lower-class Han Chinese.

However, for established and wealthy families, their reputation is quite good.

Even after the fall of the Mongol Yuan dynasty and into the Ming dynasty, many aristocratic families still deeply missed the days they spent under the Mongol Yuan rule.

Under Chaghan Temur, the Prince of Ruyang, the main force was a temporary local armed force, which consisted of Han Chinese—can you believe it?!

The situation is much the same in other regions as well.

In suppressing the Red Turban Rebellion, the "righteous army" composed of private armed forces of Han Chinese landlords worked much harder than the Mongol army.

After all, even after a century of reproduction, the Mongolians still number only about 1.5 million.

Even if men and women were evenly divided, and the entire population were mobilized for war, without considering the elderly and children, there would only be five or six hundred thousand soldiers.

However, the Yuan Dynasty still possesses an army of over a million.
Bringing out all the treacherous bigwigs to serve as a sacrifice can greatly boost morale and also provide a huge dose of blood.

But if we leave them, they'll be ticking time bombs, and who knows when they'll explode.

As for killing people, who will fill the positions of mid- to low-level officials?
This was at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, not the end of the Warring States period; the literacy rates were on completely different levels.

During the Qin Dynasty, Mo Yu could not find many literate people.

Mo Yu could easily gather a few people from humble backgrounds and form a whole team.

What's more, this is a world of heroes!
The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" is no joke.

Those who can practice martial arts are at least literate!
If all else fails, we can send in disciples from other sects; they can hold the fort for a while.

By any measure, that's enough to train a group of officials who truly belong to us and are capable of serving us.

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After finishing the booklet, Han Lin'er fell into an even deeper silence.

She was acutely aware of this.

Although she had only met Mo Yu once.

But the reason she was able to progress so smoothly was...

It wasn't because she was particularly talented.

It wasn't because her sister Zhiruo was particularly capable.

Rather, it was because, on that day, that man chose her…

It's that simple.

Her martial arts skills helped her level up.

The general direction was pointed out to her.

Only the capable people have marked her.

Her most loyal and trusted best friend, Zhou Zhiruo, helped her take charge of the overall situation.

Even more surprisingly, in every battle, there was a traitor within the Yuan court, the Heavenly Mandate Sect, who would send her intelligence.

You could say that the food was chewed up and fed directly to her.

That's right, even if you put a dog on a leash in that spot, the final outcome probably wouldn't change much.

An unnamed fear and deep apprehension quietly rose in Han Lin'er's heart.

"Oh, right."

Zhou Zhiruo saw her standing there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

He reached out, snatched the booklet from her hand, and carefully placed it in his pocket.
"When is Liu Futong coming? Brother Mo will be here soon."

Han Lin'er looked at Zhou Zhiruo, whose joy and excitement were exactly the same as when she herself was eager to see her.

The image of that young Taoist priest, dressed in a black robe, who, despite his ordinary appearance, left a deep impression on me, also came to mind.

"He'll be here soon, according to reports from my scouts. Based on our pace, he should actually be entering the city around the same time as me."

(End of this chapter)