As the overlord of one party, how to govern is a question.

If the people are easy to talk to and can fill their stomachs, they will shout for a prosperous age and long live the ruler. They will shed tears of gratitude to the ruler and burn three sticks of incense in the morning and evening to pray for him.

The fewer desires, the easier it is to satisfy them.

People are easily satisfied.

But the powerful have a hard time satisfying their desires.

The conflict between rulers and powerful men lies in how benefits are distributed.

The more powerful people grab more benefits, the less resources the rulers have and the people can obtain.

In a period when social resources are abundant, this contradiction can still be concealed.

When social resources are scarce, contradictions will emerge.

In most cases, rulers will seek the help of powerful people, but countless examples prove that powerful people would rather sit back and watch the Central Plains collapse, and would rather let aliens rule them than cut off a piece of their flesh to save the world.

This is not the nature of capital.

It's the deepest desires of human beings.

Black desire!

This kind of desire requires countless profits to be stimulated, and those who can meet this condition...

Businessmen, powerful men, powerful men, corrupt officials...

They are all meat eaters.

They are all superior to others!

Therefore, the decline of a country must come from the top!

It was like a conductor, spreading the aura of decay to the local areas, and then the local officials showed their greedy faces and began to reap the benefits.

Once this guidance is completed, it will be like opening countless wounds on the country. Every day, the wounds will become wider.

Only by cutting off these carrion can the pattern of decline be restored.

Among them, official administration and taxation are the most important.

"If the officials are not able to govern well, it will be difficult to implement the government orders."

At the other end of the long street, Yang Xuan and Song Zhen stood under the eaves of a nirvana family.

"So since you took charge of Northern Xinjiang, the first thing you touched was the administration of officials."

"Yes, official administration is the foundation of everything." Yang Xuan said, "You should know about the Southern Zhou Dynasty!"

Song Zhen nodded, "Of course, as the Minister of the Ministry of War, I have learned about it specially."

"Then you should be aware of the ongoing innovations in the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

"Sun Shinong's New Deal?" Song Zhen nodded, "The Southern Zhou Dynasty seemed to be in full bloom, but behind the scenes there were many crises. The government could not make ends meet in terms of money and food, and Yin was short of food, and the army was weak. This is why Sun Shi's New Deal came out."

"Sun Shi's new policy addressed the shortcomings of Nanzhou and Zhou Dynasties, but in the past few years, there has been little progress," Yang Xuan said.

"Many people in the court said that Sun Shi was too cruel," Song Zhen said.

"This is not the root cause."

"What do you think is the root cause?" Song Zhen asked.

"The New Deal of the Southern Zhou Dynasty seemed to have a bright future, but Sun Shi ignored one thing: execution ability!"

"Execution ability?"

"It's the administration of officials!" Yang Xuan said: "The purpose of the New Deal is to make money, and Sun Shi targeted all classes. But he forgot that some classes are like gluttons, they can only enter but cannot leave.

Moreover, when the New Deal came to the local areas, it was originally a means to clean up taxes, but it became a tool for local officials to make money. As a result, the people were exploited at all levels, and their lives became more and more difficult."

He looked at Song Zhen and said, "If a ruler wants to govern, he must first clarify the administration of officials. If the administration of officials is unclear, no matter how good the policy is, it will become a tool for local officials to make money."

"I understand." Song Zhen's eyes were complicated, "If the officials are not governing clearly, the state affairs will inevitably be unclear!"

"Yes." Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Every time I go to a place, the first thing I do is to rectify the administration. But local officials and local powerful people collude with each other, and the influence of one move affects the whole body..."

Song Zhen was shocked, "That's why you have been holding back."

Yang Xuan nodded and smiled, "I can wait!"

"I heard that after you arrived in Taoxian County, you first took control of the army, and then replaced incompetent officials step by step..."

"I am just a human being, not a god. A good man must have a few helpers."

"Replace officials, and then let these officials clean up local officials. In this way, while clarifying the administration of officials, there will be little movement. You completed the replacement quietly."

Song Zhen took a deep breath and said, "Hong Kong heroes don't have such means either!"

Han Ji said reservedly: "Mr. Lang is loyal to the Tang Dynasty."

hehe!

I'm so disgusted with you!

Song Zhen was deeply entangled in his heart, "When you first arrived in Taoxian County, you needed to establish your authority. At that time, it was the best opportunity to use powerful forces. Why wait until now?"

The old man is very sharp!

Yang Xuandan said calmly: "The local tycoons colluded with the officials! To touch them at that time was to cut off the flesh from your own body. If you touch them, it will hurt your heart."

"Therefore, my lord first reorganized other officials, then sent out troops to establish his authority, opened up wasteland to win the hearts of the people, and built up momentum step by step. Until this time when Chang'an returned, my lord's power reached the extreme. This is a good opportunity to take action."

Han Ji stroked his beard and looked at the fallen Sun Xian in front of him, feeling very comfortable.

For such a forbearing lord, it’s because God has no eyes to see that he can’t accomplish anything!

A woman rushed out of Sun's house, screaming: "Husband!"

Then, she yelled at Pei Jian, "You bitch slave, what kind of taxes are you talking about? Sun doesn't have any!"

"idiot!"

Yang Xuan sneered.

"It's not good to kill people!" Song Zhen said softly.

"Look again."

Yang Xuandan said calmly.

Pei Jian pressed the handle of the knife and squinted at the woman, "No?"

As the inner breath surged, the breath locked onto the woman.

"No! If you have the ability, kill me!"

The woman screamed, "Is there any more royal law? Ah!"

Pei Jian took a step forward.

"In Northern Xinjiang, the Duke of the country is the king's law!"

Zheng!

The horizontal sword is slightly unsheathed.

Pei Jian said solemnly: "The Duke of the State ordered the powerful people in northern Xinjiang to pay taxes. Are you going to comply or not?"

The woman looked up at him.

The sergeants behind Pei Jian took a step forward in unison.

"To obey, or not to obey?"

The woman only felt that her lower abdomen was distended and her liver and gallbladder were about to burst. "Submit! Submit!"

"I really want to kill someone to establish my authority!"

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, a little disappointed.

Then, walked out.

Immediately, the guards followed closely behind.

"It's the Duke!"

The woman looked at Yang Xuan walking over with trembling eyes, "My lord."

"I've met the Duke."

Lin Qian looked pale and saluted.

"I've met the Duke."

Lu Yuan could still remain calm.

"I wonder why this is?" He pointed at Sun Xian who fainted.

"It's honorable to pay taxes, don't you know?" Yang Xuan asked, "Is it not shameful to evade taxes? Shouldn't tax evasion be paid?"

Lu Yuan chuckled and pointed in the direction of Chang'an, "There are so many people in this world!"
To be continued...