Three days later.
At the gates of Wu Guan County Town, on the notice boards along the three main streets.
"All affairs of this county, aside from military and patrol matters, shall be supervised by the people..."
A Confucian scholar read aloud, swaying his head as he did.
"Liu Scholar, what does that say?" a tea shop owner asked.
Everyone knew this newly rebelled group. They were local tyrants.
Now that the Saintly Teaching had rebelled, people were not too frightened.
After all, many people's children were disciples up in the mountains.
This was different from ordinary bandits. Ordinary bandits swept out from their hometowns and could not look after those hometowns; instead, they often brought disaster upon them.
If people were afraid of anything, it was the possibility that the government army would return in the future.
"It says that from now on, whenever the County Yamen collects taxes or levies silver and grain, every destination must be publicly announced. The destinations of grain carts and silver carts will all be made public. Everyone can watch live through the Divine Network. From collection to expenditure, every link can be traced," Liu Scholar said.
"Hiss... Since ancient times, when have Just Officials ever let common folk see how they spent the people's hard-earned wealth?" The tea shop owner was immediately stunned.
"That is indeed a good thing. It's like my two shops—if I don't keep the accounts under constant watch, they'll definitely skim from them." Another silk shop owner spoke up.
"Look, the Heavenly Saint Army has sent people to put up another notice." The tea shop owner pointed at several Saintly Teaching disciples dressed in fitted white outfits.
Yes, the naming structure had long been designed on the mountain. They would use "Heavenly Saint" as their banner and would