"Peng!"

"Give our family a careful beating, a light blow, the factory father wants our family's life, and our family will die with you!"

In the square outside Chengtianmen, many people were watching, but from their plain faces, it seemed that this was just a common thing.

A brocade-clothed guard officer in a red suit was supervising the two captains of the Fusi of Beizhen, adding sticks to the green-clothed scholar in the middle.

Jin Yiwei started his work, and Dongchang was imprisoned, which is a precedent since the first year of the Apocalypse.

Several prison eunuchs, and more than a dozen people from the Jinyi Weiqi School, all looked at the two captains with amusement, lifted the chestnut wood covered with vermilion lacquer, and slapped the scholar's ass in turn.

This is how the keyboard warrior ends in this world.

The factory guards don't care about anything, their top boss is only one, and that is the current Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Whenever someone hears or reports a few words, he will be killed directly, there is nothing to say, I hope he can be a happy keyboard warrior in the next life!

In the past, in the past, the people were afraid and stayed away, but now they are almost all around, and there is no pity.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate, this Donglin scholar does not talk about it, shouting that the son of heaven is mediocre, Wei Gelding will not end up like this.

"Beijing Daily" is not open in vain.

At the same time, there were also newspapers in the West one after another, in fact, similar to the Ming Dynasty, the newspapers published in Western countries also remembered the mind of controlling public opinion.

It has to be said that at this point, rulers around the world, have thought of a piece to go ...

The captain lifted the big tree high and struck it the flesh and blood, which should have been an extremely frightening scene, but it attracted the people to scramble to watch.

Some people even set up a gambling game in a roadside tavern, betting that the twenty sticks of the Zhenfu Division this time could beat this good man to death.

The two captains went into battle together, just beating sticks, but they were sweating profusely and panting roughly, not that their strength was too small.

It's just that this beating stick also has a lot of exquisiteness.

The eunuch closed his feet and his eyes were erratic, clearly intending to put this scholar to death, beating a big living person to death with twenty sticks, this is not physical work, this is technical work.

Ten sticks down, the scholar has been beaten to the skin and flesh, but still crying in pain, although the injury is serious, but it seems that there is no worry about life, this situation makes the two captains who beat the sticks break out in a cold sweat.

If you can't kill him, it's the two of us who die!

The two looked at each other, and both silently recited in their hearts:

"Hit hard, hit hard."

The remaining ten sticks are obviously a momentum that will not give up if you don't kill you, and the two lieutenants used their strength and ingenuity.

Finally, at the eighteenth stick, the gentleman fainted, with more air in and less breath, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

Seeing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

In a short time, the twenty sticks were finished, and the waist was as straight as a ruler, and the scholar who stood with a sigh was no longer silent.

After beating these twenty sticks, the two lieutenants were on the big sticks, gasping frantically.

The prison eunuch of Dongchang moved his feet, stepped forward to look at the bloody corpse, his face was full of sarcasm, and he declared the crime, and then said to the onlookers:

"It's all gone."

As soon as the words fell, the Chengtian Gate suddenly opened.

A guard in the palace, holding the oracle in his left hand, galloped towards the eastern camp of the capital, seeing this situation, the official of the Jinyi Guard Hall had a solemn face, and said:

"I'm afraid something big has happened again, right?"

The prison eunuch didn't know, and he didn't hear the discussion of the surrounding crowd, so he said as he walked:

"Our family just heard that after the earthquake in Shandong, the imperial court allocated millions of taels for disaster relief and mobilized manpower from several places in Zhili, and just about to stabilize, Shaanxi was shocked again."

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nbsp; "No, it's shaking again..."

The Shangguan of the Jinyi Weitang no longer competed with the eunuchs of the East Factory at this moment, but sighed for the imperial court, and said abruptly:

"What kind of year is this, every year there are great earthquakes, every year there is a great drought, what is wrong with the world, God doesn't give people a way to live?"

After muttering a few words, he thought of something, and suddenly asked again:

"How many people died this time?"

When the eunuch heard this, he glanced at him, and he no longer had the bitterness and meanness he had just given to the gentleman, and sighed, but he still couldn't say it after all.

He took the rest of the eunuchs with a back and a speechless reply:

"Go ask yourself, we're tired."

......

In June of the second year of the Apocalypse, the stars of Guyuan Prefecture in Shaanxi Province died like rain.

When the locals saw this, they thought it was God's anger, and they were all shocked, and then, the markets in various places were boycotted one after another, the city was closed, the streets were empty, and the wind was loud.

In the words of later generations, the local economic losses during this period are incalculable.

This is not over, at the end of June, Pingliang, Longde counties, Zhenrong, Pingyu and other places, Magang, Shuangfeng and other forts earthquake like overturning, the wall cracking sound.

The towns of the Ming Dynasty had little resistance to natural disasters such as earthquakes.

Shaanxi is poorer than Shandong, where the canal flows, and the damage was even worse when the earthquake struck.

Shaanxi has a boss to play.

In just one earthquake, more than 8,900 zhang of city walls collapsed, more than 21,800 houses collapsed, more than 36,000 livestock were crushed to death, and more than 16,000 men and women were crushed to death.

Half a month before the arrival of the report in Beijing, Shaanxi suffered two aftershocks in succession with a gradually weakening magnitude, and the damage has not yet been counted.

It's not that the progress of the division is slow, but that most of the local governments have lost their proper functions in this earthquake.

To tell the truth, at that time, Zhu Youxiao had just watched Mao Wenlong's victory, and the Ming Dynasty won the Korean War, which should have been happy.

But he couldn't be happy.

At this time in the late Ming Dynasty, natural and man-made disasters were endless, and a random earthquake could put the efforts of the imperial court in the past two years in vain.

Speaking of the death toll only, the Shaanxi earthquake has been nearly twice as large as the Shandong earthquake, and the local economy has also suffered a heavy setback.

Shandong's recovery is already the result of Zhu Youxiao's early preparations, proper scheduling, and a steady stream of manpower, material resources, and financial resources.

Shaanxi's roads are remote, poorer, and the losses are heavier.

Is it possible to recover from such a large-scale earthquake without 20 or 50 years of peacetime?

What's more, this is not a time of peace!

Sometimes, Zhu Youxiao feels that he can win the day, and with his own efforts, he can save this empire in its twilight years.

Now, Zhu Youxiao has found that this is not an easy task.

In the court, there are civil officials who oppose you in everything, Liaodong, and Jianzhou barbarians, ready to invade and plunder at any time and slaughter your people.

Internally, every year, and the increasingly serious natural and man-made disasters made the entire imperial court have to tear down the east wall to make up the west wall.

Even abroad, there are great powers in the Age of Discovery, who want to encroach on your territory as their colonies.

If the news of another major earthquake in Shaanxi made Zhu Youxiao feel powerless, the news that a small Dutch fleet forcibly landed in Penghu on 11 June and coerced him to ask for trade by force made him feel angry, extremely angry.

The territory of the Ming Dynasty cannot be lost at all!

The Dutch coerced trade by force, so let's have a good fight with our fists and feet, and see if you pay the reparations, or I will cut the land!

Tell the local civil officials and generals to issue an ultimatum to the Dutch, and declare war if you don't get out!