"Millennial national fortune—this humble general had actually taken part in it by chance!" The Deputy Commander lightly raised his head. "Prince, was it truly only because we had Your Highness, the Literary King?"
"Perhaps because we have Third Brother; perhaps because the momentum of the world is ultimately on our side!" Lin Zheng said. "The twenty-six central provinces have been incorporated into Great Cang's territory. Some may yet harbor resentment, so we must use our finest governance to tell the Nine Countries and Thirteen Provinces that Great Cang's incorporation of half the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom's lands is a blessing for the people within those borders! Oh, right—perhaps it can no longer be called the Nine Countries and Thirteen Provinces. There are now only the Seven Countries and Thirteen Provinces."
The Deputy Commander's eyes lit up. "Prince, are you going to carry out Land Reform across these twenty-six provinces?"
"Haha! Land Reform began in Jin, where everything awaited revival; it was tested upon King Bei's northern lands and likewise tested in this Prince's southwestern fief. Now, it will take root in the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom. I would like to see whether, after this combined barrage of national policies lands, this land that calls itself Buddhist but is truly a devil's den will bloom with the radiance of genuine Buddhist nature."
The Deputy Commander trembled all over.
It was not merely Land Reform, but also Great Cang's Three Great National Policies.
He had experienced these things himself, in the southwestern demon realm of old. Once implemented, their effects had been beyond compare. The shock and happiness they brought the common people grew by the day, and countless citizens hailed those who led them as the Living Buddha of Ten Thousand Families.
The Buddhist nature of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom was merely an