"Because in the eyes of saints, ordinary soldiers and ordinary people are actually worse than grass and grass... Then I dare to ask, since the saint wants to see people bleed, why would he care about grass and grass?" Zhang Xing asked calmly. "The grass and grass are cut off.

To a saint, the head is just the juice of grass, isn't it? Sometimes, taking it to the extreme to despise it can actually avoid some specific malice."

Wang Daiji was unable to refute.

After thinking for a moment, he still hesitated: "Having said that, your blood is not easy to shed. If it doesn't work, you will lose your life."

"I have to ask the saint, have you long wanted to see some people bleed?" Zhang Xing's tone was erratic. "Brother Ninth?"

"Hey." Wang Daiji, who started to think wildly, answered blankly.

"I don't understand military affairs and personnel affairs, but during this trip to the west, does the saint intend to replace the governors in Guanzhong and Longxi on a large scale?" Zhang Xing asked seriously. "There are even rumors that the saint is planning to directly remove the governors in Guanzhong?"

The general manager of the state is a legacy of history. In layman's terms, it means setting up a general manager in a strategic location, which actually controls multiple states and counties, and grabs military and financial resources to facilitate strategic response. After the Wei Dynasty eliminated more than 80% of the surrounding enemies,

Except for a few general-administrative states along the East China Sea, the remaining thirty-plus general-administrative states are actually equivalent to the upper level of prefectures and counties, and are directly subordinate to the first-level military and political institutions of the central government.

It is a typical issue left over from history.

"Yes." Wang Daiji came to his senses and immediately answered. "Everyone knows what the saint means... And I won't hide it from you. We have had many private discussions with the Ministry of War, and they all feel that the saint's western tour will not only be withdrawn.

The various governor-general states in Guanzhong even intend to unite the surrounding governor-general states such as Hedong, Jingxiang, and Bashu."

"Do you think it can be done?" Zhang Xing asked seriously.

"It should be possible." Wang Daiji responded calmly. "The imperial court has experienced many twists and turns in the past few years, but after all, it is a newly unified situation..."

Zhang Xing nodded, although it has nothing to do with today's topic, but this is the problem... Before a dynasty, empire, or country is destroyed, there must be something special that blinds the eyes of the ruling class and makes them ignore some problems.

Putting it in the Wei Dynasty, according to Zhang Xing, the biggest and core problem now is the Eastern Qi. The people in the hometown of Nanchen have been subjected to harsh tax exploitation, so that the foundation of the entire empire, that is, the people are struggling on the line of life and death.

The whole country looks extremely strong from the top down, but the foundation at the bottom has been tightening and cannot stop shaking.

However, perhaps because in the past few hundred years, it was mainly the clans, powerful men and military leaders who objectively guided the historical process, no one in the ruling class was willing to face up to this most serious issue.

In their eyes, there are nobles, powerful people, foreign invaders, and gods, but there are no ordinary people at the bottom who are as obedient as water.

What's wrong with the sloshing water? Could it have caused the boat to sink?

At the same time, the superficial trend of unification also makes most people feel that this empire and this dynasty are different from the previous separatist regimes.

Hundreds of years of division and war have made people think that no one is willing to rebel unless they are forced to do so.

Therefore, a sage can work hard, always thinking that nothing will happen, and always feeling that he will not push people too far.

The people below feel a little pain, but they still can't help but think that the situation in Wei Dynasty, where the rising sun is red, will definitely not collapse easily, so it is better to endure it.

Back to the present, even Zhang Xing does not think that the saint's withdrawal from the governor's state this time, no matter how big the twists and turns, there will be no real resistance. But on the other hand, this kind of thing is similar to the withdrawal of the vassal state, and it is still

There will definitely be twists and turns in withdrawing the vassal state in a place like Guanzhong.

"Will there be any twists and turns?" Zhang Xing was thinking wildly in his mind, and without delay, Zhang Xing asked a question to which he already had an answer.

"It will definitely happen." Wang Daiji seemed to have realized something, and his tone became gloomy. "They have been stewards for several lifetimes, and they are all relatives of the emperor. When they were born, they were the legitimate sons of the steward of Shangzhu Kingdom. He himself also

After you have become Shangzhuguo and general manager step by step, you naturally take everything for granted... Sometimes, you really feel that the gap between nobles and nobles is like the gap between a dragon and a donkey... Zhang Sanlang, I

I understand what you mean, let’s work together, you and I, and we can do this!”

Zhang Xing smiled and said nothing.

"What do you mean?" Wang Daiji didn't answer.

"I am in charge, and Brother Wang Jiu is outside. But in the end, Brother Wang Jiu came to submit the letter himself, and I didn't show up." Zhang Xing answered frankly.

"Then I have to ask." Wang Daiji was silent for a moment, then put his hands together to look at the other party. "In that case, why do you still come up with such an idea? Or conversely, since you have come up with an idea, why don't you do it yourself instead?

Come to me?"

"I told Brother Ninth not to laugh at me." Zhang Xing hesitated for a moment and said it sincerely.

"nature."

"I was born in the North, and I am afraid that I am not even from a humble family, so I have always been extreme in my heart. I always feel that when hail falls from the sky, it is better to let the noble people at the top suffer instead of letting the people at the bottom suffer."

Zhang Xing has something to say.

"As for why I don't do it myself, it can be said in one word, pretentious... Although I have come up with ideas and have evil thoughts, I still feel that this is blaming innocent people... Those noble people, one by one, are elsewhere.

They all deserved to die, but I'm afraid there is no evidence that they sent people to spread this rumor. Therefore, if I did it myself, Bai Changjian and your close friends with higher backgrounds like Li Ding from the Ministry of War would all be killed.

Look at me differently. I just saw more and more corpses on the road going down Lishan Mountain, and I couldn't help it."

Wang Daiji nodded, and then couldn't help laughing, because he also understood the former reason very well, and the latter reason was also consistent with his previous understanding of Zhang Sanlang. He was smart, courageous, and dared to fight, but he was still a bit young.

Childishness.

How should I put it? It’s understandable.

And at this point, the other party is actually a little more mature than before. At least he has taken a substantial step. In a few years, after a few more years of wasting or polishing in the officialdom, he will become as useless as himself.

Any psychological burden is gone.

"Well, of course I trust Sanlang, but I don't tell anyone secretly." Wang Daiji nodded at the table and asked calmly. "Sanlang, you have been waiting for so long and watching indifferently for so long, there should be a suitable candidate, right?

"

"It is not necessary to select an exact candidate." Zhang Xing replied with a sigh. "But I think that as long as Cao Cheng, the general manager of Yongzhou, led by Duke Mu, is included in your report document, the saint will be happy to believe it."

"That's right." Wang Daiji thought for a while and felt that he had nothing to say. "The saint has wanted to get rid of this last cousin who led the army for a long time... We just helped whip the carriages and horses... and saved many innocent people.

Not to mention, I guess as Emperor Cao Cheng is a member of the noble family, there is no need to even bleed... Thinking about it this way, it is a great merit, but it only means suffering for the noble people."

At the end of the sentence, Wang Jiulang couldn't help but proudly curled up his beard.

Zhang Xing, on the other hand, was silent at this moment and did not speak any more. He knew that although he had never been a good person, after today, he would become even less of a good person.
Chapter completed!