Not many people know about Cuihua's execution. Wu Yonglin didn't want to make this happen and everyone was panicked. After all, the confidence that A Xiang and A Yong had just married these people could not be assassinated so quickly and they were gone. Moreover, the village is the best time to grow stronger. Only when everyone works together can they truly grow stronger and face more subsequent crises.

Wu Yonglin gave up searching for the beauty in the lake, after all, there was too much to do now.

Daily ideological and political work is necessary. Only by firmly grasping the psychology of these people, letting these church members who have been bewitched for a long time truly transform and redevelop, but this cannot be completed overnight. Among the disciples of the Hongshi Ben Sect hidden in the village, they may not be completely convinced, and there are probably people who are false and slandered. After all, after Cuihua's incident, Wu Yonglin felt that it was necessary to make these people fanatically convince someone like those in later generations. It might be more practical. It is better to be distracted than to be blocked. Even if Yue Ling'er's martial arts can temporarily shock these people, it is necessary to make these people truly convince someone from the bottom of her heart, and Wu Yonglin has to make a lot of trouble.

These people are actually very easy to satisfy. From the beginning, the family was barely walled to the green brick greenhouses now, just like the Yuezhaizhu promised them, everyone has a house to live, everyone has clothes to wear, and everyone can live the life they want. But this does not mean that everyone can ignore it and act arbitrarily. The state has national laws and family rules. What's more, there are more and more people in the village now, and there are mixed fish and dragons. If there is no management system, then the flowers here will be a temporary flash in the pan.

The formulation of the system cannot be decided only by Wu Yonglin. In order to gather ideas, Wu Yonglin first let everyone express their opinions, and as long as they have any opinions on the village, they will accept them. Wu Yonglin specially set up a reward order in front of the village gate. As long as they can put forward opinions that are practical and helpful to the village, they will be rewarded once adopted.

Wu Yonglin was actually not good at these laws, and most of the people around him were simple-minded and had a good limb, and he was driven to the shelves, so he could only rack his brains to think of some practical solutions. He originally wanted to invite some great scholars or literati who knew this from the surrounding prefectures and counties to deal with these red tape. When these people heard that they were the largest group of evil men in the mountains, they were already scared and refused. Some even reported to the government. Wu Yonglin was amused and cried and had to give up this method. After all, his ideas had crossed this era and the historical process had its own trajectory. If they forced them to go through a stage, it would not only not be understood, but it would be easier to form a backlash. After weighing these, Wu Yonglin gave up his original plan and decided to draft these systems himself, make a program first, and then slowly supplement and improve the subsequent ones.

Wu Yonglin said to Yue Ling'er this day: "If you have any great ambitions in the future, you might as well tell me."

"I, it turns out that I want to be a female hero, with a gentle and chivalrous spirit, shocking everyone. Now, I want to be like A Xiang..." Yue Ling'er stopped talking, hesitantly, and looked at Wu Yonglin with beautiful eyes.

"Hey, woman, can you have some pursuits? For example, under one person and above ten thousand people?" Wu Yonglin ignored her scorching gaze and said slowly.

"Ah, do you want me to rebel? Are you helping the government do things?" Yue Ling'er blurted out in shock.

"Hey, can your thinking be more normal? Do you think you have the ability to control the territory of the Wei Dynasty? Is it more than tens of millions of people to rebel?"

"Yes, I think the situation is very good now. Everyone gets along well, without worrying about food and clothing. Who dares to come to fight for a village and keep them from going."

"People's hearts will change. When people eat full, they will ask for more refined food. When people wear warm clothes, they will ask for more beautiful clothes. The source of all this is more money. People's desires are endless. When everything around them gradually becomes unsatisfied, they will do many things that violate discipline. If it were you, how would you solve this situation?"

"Whoever dares, I will kill whoever dares."

"Fighting and killing cannot solve the problem. We should think of some ways to restrain them and prevent them from getting worse, rather than just using force."

"Isn't it your strength to think about it? I'm only responsible for pretending and talking."

"Hey, I'm simply playing the piano to a cow." Wu Yonglin muttered in a low voice.

"Then please gather the people in the village. Recently, I will pack you well in your name. I will help you carry the offending things."

"What is packaging? Do I look like a rice dumpling?" Yue Ling'er said angrily.

"Hey, let these merchants spread your chivalrous things to you, so that you can be famous among the people, without having to win the reputation of a red shirt witch. This will also be more conducive to the exhibition of the village. We have gradually begun to get rid of the red shirt sect, and we should change the bad impressions that have already given the world in the past."

"Hehe, I like this, then I have to have a majestic name first, right?" Yue Ling'er began to ponder, thinking about Wu Yonglin's incredible nicknames, and she must not be inferior to him.

"Why call it fairy Lanling, what do you think? You usually like orchids the most, and now they are like the wind."

"Fairy Lanling..." Yue Ling'er was still murmuring silently.

"Don't like it? Then let's call it 'Yasha'."

"Hmph, you are the 'public yaksha'." Yue Ling'er spoke without saying anything. She knew that she had verbally divined Wu Yonglin's advantage, but she was not willing to give in. Thinking of her husband and mother, she was already embarrassed.

"Well, I have also drawn up a general plan, you can take it back and take a look."

"You clearly know that I'm illiterate..." The hand that had just reached out stopped in the air, so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do.

"You can open it first and take a look." Wu Yonglin still stuffed it to her.

When Yue Ling'er opened the booklet, she was shocked. It was not the text at all, but the vivid and playful figure paintings. The characters inside it were different from the previous landscape paintings and figure paintings. It only grasped a certain feature of the characters, and expanded and repaired them, and it became more vivid.

In the first picture, a playful female hero holding a short sword in her hand, fighting with a vicious officer and soldier with ease.

In the second picture, the heroine holds a young man with a feather fan and a scarf in crisis, confronting the officers and soldiers in a calm manner. When Yue Ling'er saw this, she glared at Wu Yonglin. This person would never let her suffer any loss. She was so scared that she was trembling at that time that she was so calm that she looked like she was calm, and she really would stick gold to her face.

On the third picture, Fairy Lan Ling floated up, and the people in the Green Forest were so scared that their calves were trembling and they almost wanted to escape. When Yue Ling'er saw the last picture, she could no longer fall in love with it.

"If you do some earth-shaking things in the future, I will make up for you. I believe that your story will become more and more exciting in the future."

Yue Ling'er nodded repeatedly, and finally heard Wu Yonglin say a special title called "The Legend of the Legend of the Legend of the Legend of the Legend of the Legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes". Since then, Yue Ling'er has collected this album every day and never left her body, even when she is in a crisis of life. In fact, the contents in the painting are nothing, but this is the first gift Wu Yonglin gave her in the true sense.

"This is some rules that everyone in the village must abide by, including me and you. Because it is a text, I won't show it to you, I will only read it to you."

"Do not take away property, do not take away wives and daughters, killers who kill others, punish those who hurt others, and those who steal or those who steal will be punished. Any crime that is guilty will be severely punished. The village leader will commit the law and be punished with the same crime as everyone else. We will gradually add to the subsequent problems. I will not read the detailed punishment method here for you one by one. Maybe before I finish reading it, someone will fall asleep."

Yue Ling'er smiled at him gratefully, holding the book "character" tightly, for fear that someone would take it over.

The next day, Wu Yonglin read out this strict rules in front of the Red Shirt leader and the merchant representatives who came. The merchant representatives had no objection. After all, these rules are simply a small matter compared to the harsh legal system of the Wei Dynasty. As long as they can guarantee their interests, they can accept them. However, the Red Shirt leader who usually does his own way can bear this kind of constraint. Everyone whispered and did not dare to object in public, so they had to discuss secretly, thinking about how to restrain their subordinates in the future and prevent them from committing crimes. After all, there is one thing--the people under their command are punished, and the leader will double the punishment.

When the leaders of the Red Shirts returned and read to the church, because the leaders had a high prestige among the crowd, although they had complaints, the children of the world were already full of loyalty. These subtle rules gradually changed the strong village style in the past. Those who were very hostile followed the rules and gradually became humane, which also changed the lives of these people in the future.

Those people gradually realized afterwards that some of the slogans that the leader had originally promoted were wrong. They gradually began to realize that there is actually no deep hatred between people. As long as you are willing to give others a way out, you can live better, happier, and worry-free.

*******

When Song Ningxue saw these village rules being carved by craftsmen on the wall of the village building, she was shocked. She didn't know whether she should inform the leader of this. She now looked at the people in the church as if they had been transformed into another person. They were more tolerant and accepting, which was exactly contrary to their original cruel personality. Everyone followed the rules every day for their own happiness, and they could be so calm and happy. And do they really have the heart to destroy everything here? Is everything we did before really wrong?

If I spread all the news about it now, the leader will inevitably be furious and will send good players in the sect to eradicate everything here. Then everything here will no longer exist. I will become the murderer of these more than 200 people and the dead souls under the sword. The person I care about the most is probably unable to escape. So what is the meaning of living?

She felt that she was very lonely here. Everyone here had gradually escaped from the control of the Red Shirt Sect and formed a connection. This indescribable sense of loneliness made her a little helpless. She was at a loss where she went. When the raindrops gradually fell on her face, she didn't know.

An umbrella quietly covered the drizzle, and a "tick" sound hit the umbrella. Song Ningxue came to her senses and looked at the person holding the umbrella, and was stunned.

"Sister, it's raining a little hard. Don't get hurt, otherwise you'll get sick easily. Where do you live? Or I'll take you back."

"The little woman's appearance is afraid that she will scare the young master."

"People are important to their hearts, so why do people need to say it? This skin cannot be brought by life or death. It is unknown whether we live in the present and will be safe and sound in the future. Why bother with this superficial glitz."

The two walked in a row. It rained heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road were about to lose their souls. Although Song Ningxue was wearing a coarse linen, she could not hide her plump and beautiful figure. She moved her steps and walked slowly, with her charming eyes. She was secretly happy in her heart. She had already put her worries behind her just now and was immersed in this inexplicable charming gentleness. She looked at the raindrops on the right shoulder of the person holding the umbrella. Apart from the hem of the skirt, she received a naughty bit of baptism. Her upper body was as intact as before, and she was already moved. Standing under the eaves of the house where she lived, I hope that this time could be frozen here.

"Actually, are the laws above too anxious?" Song Ningxue said in an inquiring tone.

"Oh, why do my sister think so?"

Called the eldest sister, Song Ningxue turned pretty blushing, but immediately regained her calmness and said: "As far as I know, the more than 200 people in this village were originally members of the Red Shirt Church. If you propose such a decree now, wouldn't it be obvious that you would be playing the stage with the Red Shirt Church and want to leave without a naked eye? Are you not worried that the Red Shirt Cult can send people to flatten the place?"

The elegant and elegant young man looked at the woman, but unexpectedly he had some insight and said to me: I wanted to slowly plan it, but I will go to Muchuan Mansion soon. Yue Ling'er lacks the ability to manage the management. If she drags on the mud and does not strike while the iron is hot, she will miss this good opportunity. How can she deal with this mess indifferently in the future?

"What should I do according to the girl's words?"

"Why not continue to show goodwill to the Red Shirt Teachings, continue to pay tribute to the property they should receive, but in fact, secretly bribe the secret envoys they sent and continue to take advantage of the great opportunity to show here."

In fact, Wu Yonglin has done all this secretly, and now he has been pointed out and secretly praised. If he could use such a beauty for himself, wouldn’t he have twice the result with half the effort? This person’s vision and Yue Linger’s realm are several levels different.

"I wonder if the girl can continue to make suggestions for her?" Wu Yonglin calmly expressed his intention to recruit talents without any concealment.

Song Ningxue was also panicked, thinking that this person was really unprepared for others? I only met him one time, so I was so respectful to the wise and honest, and threw an olive branch to myself.

"If the girl feels it is inconvenient to show up in public, I can bring some files of the discussion here and set up another headquarters on the girl's side." When Wu Yonglin was a staff member for Lord Wang, in order to cover up, he asked Lord Wang to clean up a separate courtyard alone. He did not have the face of Lord Wang, and he had less worries in his own work. Therefore, he deeply felt the hesitation of the beauty, so he said for granted.

"Aren't you afraid that I have other plans?"

"I believe in my eyesight and my own personal charm, so that the strong ice surrounds my fingers." After saying that, he showed a confident smile. He was thirsty for talent at this time. He hoped that someone with similar knowledge would help to help manage some complicated village affairs and share them. As for the worries, I would slowly examine them later. Just like in the probation period in later generations, I would always know the true talents of this person. As for whether he is a dissident in the Red Shirt Sect, that is the problem I considered later. Why are he considered so much now? The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil, and there is always a way to solve it.

"Okay." The beauty agreed readily, and threw a faint charming look at Wu Yonglin, making Wu Yonglin look embarrassed. He coughed lightly.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

Song Ningxue looked at the back quietly and was silently thinking about how to lurk, but unexpectedly she became his adviser by chance. She was mixed in her heart. She really couldn't see through Wu Yonglin.
Chapter completed!