Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 655 Proclamation

  The hustle and bustle of the night slowly ended before dawn.

As the soldiers beat the gongs and patrolled the streets and alleys, many people hiding in their homes cautiously either removed one or two door panels, or pried off the nailed window bars, stretched out Head to look around...

  Not a barbarian?

   Isn’t it a bandit, a bandit, a yellow turban thief?

Seeing the tranquility of the street, and the patrolling soldiers not intruding on the houses, the common people got together with their neighbors, each other emboldening each other, as if they were exploring an unknown and dangerous area In general, slowly took to the streets.

Walking all the way to the market, I saw that rice shops, hotels, etc. were still open for business, and some stores selling various daily necessities also opened their doors. Go into these shops and take some rice noodles home...

  Since none of these stores suffered from military disasters or ransacked, the dilapidated earthen jars in my home would naturally not be missed by these soldiers.

  Looks like the guy who came last night is a nice guy...

   What is it called?

   Protect the "chest" Zhonglang?

  Do you need to protect your chest? Is it the chest of the guardian?

   Ah, no matter, it should be good anyway.

  This is the simple public values. As long as you don't disturb the people and don't indulge your soldiers to plunder, it is already a good army. If you can win the battle and expel the barbarians who went south to plunder, then it is simply the best army in the world. no problem...

Shangdang is also an important piece of land for Feiqian, and naturally it needs to be maintained, so soldiers were dispatched to patrol immediately, not only to appease the people, but also to deal seriously with those rogues who tried to fish in troubled waters , and Linghu Cong and other Shangdang gentry came forward, the store was still open, the business was still going on, and the panic in the market was quickly stabilized.

   Now that the pot is closed, for Fei Qian, the whole situation has changed completely in an instant.

  Although it is said that Shangdang can also be reached from the north, it needs to pass through the Luliang Mountains and Taiyuan, which is somewhat inconvenient.

  So when Fei sneaked into the Huguan government office, he felt a little more at ease.

   But there is another problem, Shangdang prefect Wen Hao.

  Although it is said that the Han Dynasty’s control system over the Shandong area basically no longer exists, it does not mean that Fei Qian can arrogantly take down Wen Hao and force the prefect’s seal.

  Wen Hao, the prefect, after learning that the Huguan city gate was broken, locked the mansion tightly and kept the door closed, like an old tortoise withdrew its shell, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

  Of course, such a thing does not require Fei Qian to do it himself.

  Linghu Cong led the soldiers to Wen Hao's mansion, stood in front of the closed gate with his hands behind his back, was silent for a while, and then asked the soldiers to come forward and call for the door.

  The soldiers slammed the door, but there was no response as if there was no one inside.

  Linghu Cong smiled slightly, told the soldiers to stop smashing the door, and then said loudly: "It's cold in autumn and winter, Mr. Wen wants to hug a tree and die?"

   There is silence in front of and behind the door, and the sound of breathing can be heard.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a stick of incense, maybe it was a quarter of an hour, an old voice came from behind the door: "The non-politicians are in their place, and the non-profits benefit from it. If you are trapped here, you can die. Almost!"

  Linghu Cong stood in the middle of the street and laughed loudly, so loud that the autumn leaves beside the road seemed to float down. Since Wen Hao spoke up, it clearly explained some problems, so Linghu Cong did not continue to answer Wen Hao, but took out a notice from his sleeve, indicating that the soldiers should stick it on the gate of Wen Hao's mansion above.

  Looking at the post posted by the soldiers on the door, he raised his head to Linghu Cong whose content was already well-ripe, and a high-pitched voice resounded on the street:

"The prefect guards the four directions for the emperor, shepherds the people in the sangzi, respects the elders, educates and educates, controls the soldiers of the county and punishes the barbarians, and those who are not of high morality cannot live there. Husband Shangdang prefect Wen, autocratic power, prestige and blessings are his own, Arbitrarily arbitrarily arbitrarily arrogant, transporting goods to powerful families, laboring and abusing the people, and the people of the time are intimidating, dare not speak out, and the way is sideways, and the scholars are chilling."

"Shangyang invaded the country, but Shangdang Wen didn't know how to wipe out the rebels. He only knew how to lock the door and let the evildoers harm the people. The gluttony was rampant, causing disasters in the countryside. Shi Lin was angry and the people complained. The loan of a county was useless. Money and food are busy throughout the year, and there are no soldiers to fight. Zhang Yang knocks on the pass, barbarian robbers plunder, and hides under the wall tremblingly, only to respond to the voice of the thief. Painful! Pity!"

"Long Fei, the protector of Xiongzhong today, is a talented man, well-known in the world, attacked the bandits and expelled captives. Armor, sweeping up the campaign, sounding the golden drum, supporting and defending thousands of miles away, punishing the bandits first, then destroying the barbarians, using force to show off your might, inspiring people."

"Shangdang Taishou Wen, delusional and enlightened, put an end to words, included evil schemes, did not accept loyalty and goodness first, and wanted to destroy the pillars later, fortunately, the plan failed, and the ministers were not hurt. Therefore, the people of Shangdang beat drums Forge ahead, rise from the original, meet and protect Xiong Zhonglang, save the blood of the Hu bandits, and settle down in the country, so that you can cultivate and thrive."

"However, Shangdang cherishes power, lingers on the golden wall, is foolish and short-sighted, hesitates to lock the door, steals weapons, and plots to win the throne. Wouldn't it be laughed at by the world? Now it is declared that it is not the Shangdang people who go down to the mausoleum to replace them. , is the prefect Wen Wude in the land of the Three Jins! I hereby announce it widely, so that the salty envoys can hear about it and announce it to the world!"

  Linghu Cong's voice was loud, and the announcement recited in public was like the sound of bells and chimes, not only in front of the gate of Wen's residence, but even resounded throughout the entire block, shaking the birds and making everyone silent.

As soon as Linghu Cong's voice fell, he heard Wen Hao roar halfway through a door, and then there was a burst of panic shouting and chaotic footsteps. It was obvious that Wen Hao was furious after hearing this, and couldn't bear it for a while. , actually passed out...

  Linghu Cong raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and left.

At this time, many people had already gathered under the eaves of the street. Naturally, some of the written words could be understood, while others could not. Knowing that it popped up from that place, he was responsible for explaining in detail one by one.

  If someone is interested in identifying them in detail, they will find that most of these descendants of the gentry are either related to the Linghu family, or they are from the south of Huguan, who suffered some losses when Zhang Yang came...

  Taiyuan has too many hands on its hands, and now it is time for the Shangdang people to manage the Shangdang themselves.

Crowds of people gathered together and said "oh" and "that's how it is", and then all kinds of melon eaters felt happy that they had obtained the latest gossip information, so they naturally wanted to go back and talk to Family and friends showing off...

   It’s been raining recently, and the construction site is full of mud...

   The pants are all over...

   Laundry doesn't dry fast...

Ok…

   Rather embarrassing...

  (end of this chapter)