Three Kingdoms

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

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

Not a barbarian?

Not robbers, bandits, or yellow turban thieves?

Seeing that the streets were calm, and the patrolling soldiers did not intrude on any of the houses, the people gathered together with their neighbors, emboldening each other, as if they were exploring an unknown and dangerous area. Generally, slowly took to the streets.

When we walked to the vicinity of the market, we saw that rice shops, hotels, etc. were still open for business as usual, and some stores selling various daily necessities also opened their doors. These people finally let go of their worries, and they were overwhelmed with excitement. Go into these shops and take home some rice noodles...

Since none of these stores were damaged by the military or looted, the soldiers would not care about the broken pots in their homes.

It seems like he was a nice guy who came last night...

What is it called?

Protect the "chest" Zhonglang?

Do you still need to protect your breasts? Are they the Emperor Protector's breasts?

Ah, never mind, it should be good anyway.

These are simple people's values. As long as it does not disturb the people and does not indulge in soldiers and plunder, it is already a good army. If it can still win the battle and expel the barbarians who went south to plunder, it will be simply the best army in the world. No problem...

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

Now that the pot is in hand, for Fei Qian, the whole situation completely changes in an instant.

Although it is possible to reach Shangdang from the north, it requires passing through the Luliang Mountains and Taiyuan, which is somewhat inconvenient.

Therefore, when Fei sneaked into the Huguan government office, he felt a little calmer.

But there is another problem next, Wen Hao, the governor of Shangdang.

Although the Han Dynasty's control system over the Shandong area basically no longer exists, it does not mean that Fei Qian can arrogantly capture Wen Hao and force the prefect to seal his seal. Such an act would be too greedy.

After the prefect Wen Hao learned that the Huguan City Gate had been breached, he locked the mansion tightly and refused to leave. He was like an old tortoise that had retracted its shell and pretended 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. He stood in front of the closed door with his hands behind his back. He was silent for a while, and then asked the soldiers to come forward and call the door.

The soldier banged the door, but there was no one inside, and there was no response.

Linghu Cong smiled slightly, asked the soldiers to stop banging on the door, and then said loudly: "It's cold this autumn and winter, will Lord Wen want to hug a tree and die?"

There was silence in front of and behind the door, and the sound of breathing could be heard.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a stick of incense, maybe a quarter of an hour, an old voice came from behind the door: "Those who are not political are walking in this land, and those who are not benefiting are benefited from it. If you are trapped here, you may die." Huh!"

Linghu Cong stood in the middle of the street and laughed loudly, so loud that a few autumn leaves beside the road seemed to float down. Since Wen Hao spoke up, it was obvious that something had been explained. Therefore, Linghu Cong did not continue to answer Wen Hao. Instead, he took out a notice from his sleeve and asked the soldiers to post it on the door of Wen Hao's mansion. above.

Seeing the soldiers posting on the door, Linghu Cong, who was already familiar with the content, raised his head and raised his voice in the street:

"He who is the prefect of Gai guards the four directions for the emperor, shepherds the people in his hometown, respects the three elders and teaches them, and leads the army in the county to punish the rebels. No one without high virtue can live there. My husband, Wen, the prefect of the party, has autocratic power, and the prestige and blessings are his own. He is arrogant and arrogant, transports goods to the powerful, works hard and abuses the people, and the people are intimidating him. He dares not speak out honestly. The Taoist people look sideways, and the scholars are heartbroken."

"While he was promoting his invasion of the country, Shangdang Wen did not know how to eliminate the rebellious violence. He only knew how to lock the door tightly and let the monsters harm the people. Their gluttony was rampant and wreaked havoc on the countryside. The scholars were angry and the people were resentful. The loan from a county was actually useless. We have money and food, but we have been busy all year round, but we have no soldiers to fight. We are loud and knocking at the pass, and the bandits are looting. We are huddled under the wall, only responding to the sound of thieves. What a pain! What a pity!"

"Now, Lang Fei, who is protecting the Hungarian army, is a man of great talent and well-known throughout the world. He attacked the invaders and drove away the captives. He defeated Baibo first and then defeated Xianbei. He led the brave men and galloped the soldiers of good cavalry. Hearing about the hardships of the Shangdang, he spared no effort to help the party. Armor, sweep into battle, sound the golden drums, and provide support from thousands of miles away. First kill the bandits and then the barbarians, use force to show your power and inspire people."

"Wen, the prefect of Shangdang, deceived the time, blocked the way of speech, and included evil plans. He did not accept the loyal and good people in the first place, and wanted to destroy the pillars in the back. Fortunately, his attempts failed and no ministers were hurt. Therefore, the people of Shangdang beat the drums. Forge ahead, rise up with good intentions, welcome and protect the Xiong Zhonglang, avoid the bloody swords of the Hu invaders, and be at peace with the country, so that you can cultivate and live."

"However, the Shangdang cares about power, clings to the golden wall, is foolish and short-sighted, locks the door hesitantly, holds stolen weapons at each other, and plots to rule the country. Wouldn't it be laughed at by the world? Now it is declared that it is not the people of the Shangdang who come to the mausoleum to replace them. , it is the prefect Wen Wude who is in the land of the Three Jin Dynasties! I hereby announce it widely, and send officials to Zhou Dynasty to hear about it, and announce it to the world!"

The sound of Linghu Cong was loud, and the announcement recited in public was like the sound of a bell. It resounded not only in front of the Wen Mansion, but even throughout the entire neighborhood, causing birds to fly and everyone in silence.

Just as Linghu Cong finished speaking, he heard Wen Hao roaring for a while through a door. Immediately, there was a burst of panicked shouts and chaotic footsteps. It was obvious that Wen Hao was so angry after hearing this that he couldn't bear it for a moment. , actually fainted...

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

At this time, many people have gathered under the eaves of the street. Naturally, some can understand such elegant writing, while others cannot understand it. At this time, there happened to be some local gentry children from Shangdang. Zhizhi emerged from that place and was responsible for explaining everything in detail.

If a careful person makes a detailed identification, they will find that most of these gentry children are either related to the Linghu family, or they are local tyrants from the south of Huguan who suffered some losses when Zhang Yang came...

Taiyuan's manpower is too long. Now it's time for Shangdang people to manage Shangdang themselves.

Crowds of people gathered together and said "oh" and "so that's it". Then all kinds of people felt happy that they had obtained the latest gossip information, and naturally they wanted to go back and talk to them as soon as possible. Family and friends showed off...