If it were someone more extreme, like Li Shimin, they might have killed his brother Yuan Shu and imprisoned his father Yuan Feng at the same time.
This is just karma. Who told you, Yuan Feng, to be so biased? Who told Yuan Shao, that illegitimate son, to be so capable? Since you treated him badly, it was only a matter of time before he grew powerful and left the Yuan family.
"So, as long as we follow the instructions in this book, doubling production is the minimum. With the right conditions, doubling production is not out of the question. How powerful will the entire Han Dynasty be then?" Yuan Shao said excitedly.
Soon, accompanied by a dazzling array of colors and Yuan Shao's rapid writing, a fourth-tier low-grade magic weapon, a treasure for suppressing misfortune, reappeared. Moreover, unlike battle qi magic, which required the Ma and Xun families to privately fund its dissemination, the Han Dynasty court would not provide any assistance whatsoever.
The imperial court will undoubtedly do its utmost to help disseminate this agricultural encyclopedia. It's safe to say that in the future, every village will have a copy; calling it an agricultural classic wouldn't be an exaggeration. At that time, how much benefit will Yuan Shao, as the owner of this book, reap?
Looking at the clouds of merit filling the sky, anyone who isn't blind would know that Yuan Shao's agricultural encyclopedia is real, and it's time to decide on Yuan Shao's fiefdom.
"Benchu, speaking of which, I watched you grow up. I've also heard of the three most prominent young masters in the capital." Emperor Ling said with a smile, looking at Yuan Shao, who was somewhat shy but also excited.
"By the way, what exactly are these three powerful young masters of the capital?" Lin Yang asked.
"The so-called 'Three Great Young Masters' are actually Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, and Cao Cao—three guys with powerful backgrounds who have been lawless since childhood," Cai Yan explained, covering her mouth. To be honest, their reputations weren't exactly stellar in their youth.
"Today, you have rendered such a great service. Naturally, you deserve a generous reward. Tell me, where do you wish to establish your territory?" Emperor Ling continued, completely disregarding the increasingly grim thoughts of Yuan Feng.
“The north, though currently many warlords are suppressing the barbarian tribes and there are no major battles, small wars occur frequently. Therefore, I will go to the north. How about north of Ji City?” Yuan Shao said.
"Alright, let's settle here then. I'll give you a prefecture, which is a marquisate, for now. Also, before you leave, you can choose a battalion from the Northern Army. Although it's not many, it's still very necessary to ensure your initial safety," Emperor Ling said with a smile.
The so-called "battalion" consisted of approximately five hundred men. However, considering that it was the Northern Army that was mobilized, that amounted to five hundred experts at the early stage of the Innate Realm. With them as officers, raising an army of fifty thousand men would be no problem at all.
Moreover, and more importantly, this entire battalion was composed of soldiers from the Northern Army. Who knew how many spies Emperor Ling and other factions had planted within them? They could monitor Yuan Shao's every move at any time, and if he harbored any disloyalty, well, that would be the end of it.
Soon after, as time passed, it was already afternoon. They hastily ate the lunch handed to them by the eunuchs, and almost no one left the entire assembly hall.
Soon, it was Lin Yang's turn. To be honest, Lin Yang had considered for a long time what to say in his speech. Should he quietly make a fortune without saying anything, and then continuously acquire various benefits according to the original owner's memories, or should he create a big news story and change history?
"Fine, let's make a big splash. Consider it an enhancement of this world's foundation and strength. After all, I'm a kind person," Lin Yang muttered to himself.
Soon, Lin Yang arrived at the front, where many of the chosen ones were giving their speeches. Looking up, he saw a dense crowd of audience members, numbering at least five or six thousand.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yang hid the prepared manuscript. He took out another manuscript from his ring. Its title was—On Western Theocratic Civilization.
To put it bluntly, it's just the path of faith cultivated by the Western gods. Of course, in terms of utilizing faith, these Eastern mountain and water gods are indeed no match for the Western gods.
"The so-called divine kingdom is actually a place that gods have created with the power of incense and prayers, a place that can hold souls. Here, all devout believers, after death, will be called by the divine kingdom and come to the divine kingdom..." Lin Yang stood above and said passionately.
To be honest, Lin Yang originally didn't plan to reveal the secrets of the divine kingdom, the pope, the bishops, the priests, and even the divine arts so quickly.
However, in order to more smoothly acquire a vast fiefdom and grow stronger, and also to enrich the foundation of this world, Lin Yang revealed these secrets in detail.
Soon, in Lin Yang's speech, the secrets of the divine kingdom, the mysteries of deification, and the use of incense offerings and fortune were revealed. He even went on to explain how to effectively establish a corresponding religious cult and then find a destined person to become their pope.
Then he made a covenant with the Pope, creating divine arts and gathering faith. All these secrets were revealed by Lin Yang at this moment.
As they were talking, a huge flash of light appeared, and then a handsome, imposing middle-aged man dressed in a dragon-patterned robe appeared. He then smiled at Lin Yang.
Lin Yang was utterly astonished. Who was this person? He seemed to be a deity. But a deity wearing a dragon robe, and the fact that the Spirit Emperor hadn't reacted—this was intriguing. Most likely, this person was a deity from the royal family.
However, before Lin Yang could even express his surprise, another flash of light appeared. Then, a beautiful goddess, veiled, appeared. However, this goddess did not enter the palace directly. Instead, she remained above it. It was clear that she still held the palace in considerable fear.
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Chapter Nine: Dragging the Gods Down (Happy New Year)
Soon, one by one, handsome, dashing, or beautiful deities arrived directly above the palace. They subtly released their auras, but none of them entered the palace.
Before long, hundreds of gods appeared, transformed into light. Even the weakest among them possessed the strength of the fourth rank.
"Hey, that incredibly imposing, mature-looking guy, could he be the God of Mount Tai? That's a fifth-level expert, what's he doing here?"
"Hey, look at that one, she looks like a goddess. I can't see her face clearly, but she's so beautiful."
"Hehe, look over there..."
As more and more deities appeared directly above the palace, even the Spirit Emperor was somewhat surprised. He wouldn't take one or two, or even a dozen powerful deities seriously. But the appearance of hundreds of deities at once was a bit much.
"Haha, since the gods are so enthusiastic, then come in and have a look," the Spirit Emperor said with a smile.
As soon as the words were spoken, the golden dragon of fortune, which had been at odds with the gods, vanished without a trace. Then, the gods flew in one after another.
"I am the Goddess of Wushan, and I thank the Human Emperor in return." The first to arrive, a veiled goddess, cupped her hands and smiled as she addressed the Spirit Emperor.
"I am the God of Mount Tai, or you may call me Lord of Mount Tai. I thank the Emperor for his help," a burly and imposing man declared loudly.
"I... thank the Emperor."
As one deity after another eagerly appeared here, even though they were just incarnations, the noble families in the arena still gasped in unison.
It's important to know that among these deities, there are quite a few formidable ones. There are deities like the Goddess of Wushan who attained enlightenment in ancient times, the Mountain God of Taishan, and the River God of the Yellow River, whose lifespans are unknown.
After all, unlike the Immortal Path which defies the heavens from the very beginning, the Divine Path has always followed the will of Heaven and responded to the needs of humanity. It can be said that gods of the same rank are always more favored by Heaven and Earth than immortals of the same rank. Moreover, the lifespan of gods is also frighteningly long.
Of course, the gods who have come here today are not the original, first-generation gods. Rather, they are gods who have been passed down through generations. Even so, their foundations are incredibly profound.
To give a simple example, the Han Dynasty, even including Liu Bang's Eastern Han Dynasty, only lasted for 20,000 years.
However, a single goddess of Mount Wu could very well have appeared in ancient times, before the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. With so many millennia of heritage, even a pig would have long since become Zhu Bajie (Pigsy from Journey to the West).
There are many similar deities. For example, the position of the Yellow River God is said to have been passed down from the time of Hou Yi shooting down the suns. After so many eras, doesn't he have a few treasured artifacts hidden away?
Therefore, the imperial court had always been both wary and fond of these ancient deities. They were fond of them because they were mostly reclusive, capable of remaining secluded for ten thousand years. They had no interest in rebellion or overthrowing the court.
The reason for the precautions is that they are too powerful, too wealthy, or rather, too resourceful. If any deity were to have a mental breakdown, the imperial court would be in trouble.