Within a few days, the deeds of the thousands of households of the herding horse and the thousands of households who were madly scolded their sincere uncles and grandsons, and the deeds of beating Jinyiwei spread all over Nanjing, undisputedly dominating the hot search headlines, and becoming an interesting story talked about by idle people in the market.

Everyone who heard the news expressed their admiration for Zhang Mingyuan at the first time, contempt for the powerful, suppressing the underworld forces, how much courage does it take, there are too few young people who dare to act so boldly, God is not thin, such a strange boy is descended, Nanjing is very fortunate, and the people are very fortunate!

There are those who admire, and there are even more who despise.

Those who have a contemptuous attitude are nothing more than a strong condemnation of their form of showmanship challenging authority, believing that this is just a common trick to dominate the headlines and hot searches, the society is impetuous, people are panicked, and it is necessary to become famous as soon as possible, and to become famous by scandals. Zhang Mingyuan, with his fearless spirit of death, better interprets the law of true fragrance of 'how big the scandal is, how famous is it', either there is something wrong with the brain, or there is a lack of strings, it is so simple to fight against the powerful and suppress the underworld forces? When they react and join forces to retaliate, it is estimated that they will have to shed their skin even if they don't die.

Of course, the unscrupulous discussion also spread to the thousands of households, facing the strange and complicated eyes of his subordinates every day, no matter how good Zhang Mingyuan's mentality is, no matter how strong his ability to resist pressure, he can't stand their embarrassing little eyes, and after a long time, Zhang Mingyuan finally collapsed.

Now Zhang Mingyuan re-picked up the feudal superstitious activities carried out in Cixi every night before going to bed---- worshipping the Bodhisattva, countless nights, Zhang Mingyuan reverently knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and wept bitterly, reciting words in his mouth...... Ask the Bodhisattva to be compassionate, to stay away from the powerful and away from the grandson, and there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south.

It's a pity that the Bodhisattva didn't stay up late, went to bed earlier than him, and didn't hear Zhang Mingyuan's prayer.

So the next day I heard the damn chirp again......

Dafan is not extremely Tailai, just when the people who eat melons set up the fruit plates, prepare the stools, and wait for the latest inside story, the three forces suddenly sank into the sea, without a trace of waves, and the silence was very weird, and then hooked their shoulders and played again, as if nothing had happened.

The people who eat melons were disappointed, and the expected bloody plot was not released as scheduled, so the painting style changed abruptly and became a ...... The sincerity of the daughter's daughter 'Forty-Eight Fangling' is young, just because of 'portrayal without salt, Tang Tu Xi Shi', the uncle is anxious, and intends to recruit Zhang Mingyuan to come to the door, called Zhaofu, which is really disgusting...... Xu Guogong took pity on Zhang Mingyuan's talent, and it happened that there was also a 'five-eight-year-old' daughter in the house, and he was even more interested in recruiting him......

So neither of them was convinced by the other, and secretly fought hard......

After Zhang Mingyuan heard it, he was stunned for a long time, then turned to dementia and ignorance, then his eyes were blurred and there was nothing to love, and finally he looked up to the sky and sighed...... Vomit blood, vomit blood, vomit blood.

The masses of the people are indeed the source of strength for the development and creation of history, and while vigorously promoting the progress of feudal culture, they have also become a hotbed for the wanton breeding of wild historical secrets. In just a few days, the storyline has changed unpredictably, from the initial ups and downs of horror and horror to a heart-piercing shock.

Although the style of painting is Sadako, today's people are unbearable, but the plot is no longer thrilling, so it's disgusting to open the door to disgusting --- disgusting home.

However, Zhang Mingyuan knew that this must be the result of the transaction between Xu Pengju and Liu Shiyan, and the two sides did not know what consensus they had reached, so they both chose to give up on this matter for the time being.

Of course, it was a good thing for Zhang Mingyuan, and after trembling, the sun was shining again.

However, afterwards, Xu Pengju looked for him once, and he didn't mention it, but only asked him to keep in mind his original intention, never forget his mission, continue to contribute to the cause of feudal army building, and thoroughly devote himself to the tide of safeguarding the interests of the big landlords and the big bourgeoisie.

Zhang Mingyuan was completely relieved.

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The official document of the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army was quickly issued, and Wang took a bunch of documents and told Zhang Mingyuan that as soon as he was invited, Xu Guogong replied one by one, which was a precedent that had never been seen in the Governor's Mansion...... Wait a minute.

After kneeling and licking the powerful, he took a long look at the north, and put on a tsundere posture of worrying about the society and protecting the people, and was about to fall into a state of worry......

Zhang Mingyuan decisively stopped, and comforted him, only to slowly dispel his feelings of worrying about the country and the people, and saved him on the verge of pessimism and misanthropy.

Is it a swollen heart to suddenly feel tired?

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Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, Zhang Mingyuan is full of confidence, and the rectification of the style of thousands of households should be put on the agenda.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, the autumn sun is cool, the sky is cloudless, and the thousands of households are renewed.

On a bright autumn afternoon, Zhang Mingyuan ordered everyone to gather in the school yard of a thousand households, except for the personnel who were on duty for combat readiness, to carry out a major mobilization activity.

The school field has long been arranged by Hanpi, Kong Yan and others, all the dragon flags, banners, all the items that can highlight the majesty of the horses and horses, there are everything, it is really a banner exhibition, and the majesty is scorching.

Just after noon, the officers and soldiers of the 100 households entered the venue with sonorous and powerful steps, and after only a while, the school field of the 1,000 households was densely packed with people, and in the midst of the crowd, the military attachés at all levels began to curse and scold the people, and then punched and kicked the sergeants, and formed a neat small phalanx according to the formation sequence.

After the queue was adjusted, a herald had already flown out and went to invite the thousands of households to attend the meeting.

After waiting for a short time, the supreme commander -- Zhang Mingyuan paced the official steps of the Eight Classics, with a solemn look on his face, surrounded by a group of civil and military officials above the sixth grade, slowly walked towards the venue, the officials were afraid of his majesty, did not dare to get too close to him, and took a step behind, which better highlighted the noble image of the Lord of the Thousand Households, and also blinded the reverent eyes of more than a thousand sergeants.

After escorting the Lord Qianhu to the platform, the civil and military officials retreated in turn to the forefront of their respective ranks, and everyone held their breath and stared, raising their necks, and thousands of heartfelt reverent eyes shot towards the Lord Qianhu, quietly waiting for the supreme commander's lecture.

For a while, the school field was crowded with people, and there was no sound.

I only hear the flag hunting, but I don't hear the neighing of people and horses; It's really solemn and solemn.

On the podium, Zhang Mingyuan's face was calm, his eyes were shining, and after slowly sweeping the robes and brothers in the audience, he waved his hand to the clerk beside him, and then stood up without saying a word.

The members of the team such as Hanpi and Kong Yan in the audience all had happy faces, as if they had learned something in advance, and they were so excited that they trembled all over, if it weren't for the solemnity of the occasion, they might have scratched their ears and cheeks and jumped three times.

The scribe coughed lightly, unfolded the Chinese book in his hand, and read it aloud with emotion.

"By the order of the commander of the Chinese Military Governor's Office...... Han Pi Jin Shepherd Horse Thousand Households Deputy Thousand Households...... Kong Yan Jin Mu Ma Thousand Households Deputy Thousand Households...... Shahuo Jin herded horses and thousands of households to pacify ......"

As the scribe recited in a subdued voice, one after another familiar and unfamiliar names blurted out, accompanied by the cool autumn breeze drifting to every corner of the school grounds, hitting the eardrums of every officer and soldier heavily, and smashing heavily on the heart.

Oh, yes! Lord Qianhu is really powerful, and the grace of the national prince is not false at all, and it has only been a few days since the permanent deputy Qianhu and others were dismissed, and a new appointment was issued. Judging from the promoted personnel, which one is not a resolute supporter of the Thousand Households? The Lord of Qianhu moved his mouth, stroked his pen twice, and reported to the Governor's Mansion, which one was not immediately promoted? Especially this time, two deputy thousand positions and five hundred positions were vacated, what a good promotion opportunity, but I didn't grasp it, let others pick up a bargain, was my brain kicked by a donkey? Turning his head to look at the new recruit, his eyes were also full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

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