When Feng Yunshan heard this, he didn't laugh, he was just sad for the Li family and his wife, but it was a pity that such a good official was killed on the territory of the Qing Demon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt's just that it's what happened on the territory of the Qing Demon, and I want to help, but I have no power, so I can only overthrow the Manchu Qing as soon as possible, clean up these corrupt officials, and restore peace in the world.

At this time, Li Wenmao, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, who also reported something on the side, had bright eyes and said: "Holy King, this is a good opera theme. Why don't our Propaganda Department adapt this true story, turn it into a script, and put it on the stage to start, so that the people of the Holy Kingdom can know the dark officialdom of the Qing Demon and the crimes of corrupt officials, and it can also inspire the people of the Holy Country to cherish the good life of the Holy Country even more! ”

"Smack!" Feng Yunshan slapped his thigh and said happily: "Not bad! Brother Wenmao is really the person in charge of the Propaganda Department, and he can think of ideas! ”

"However, this ending alone is not enough, let this king think about it!" Feng Yunshan pondered for a while before raising his head and said with a smile: "It's better to add a little more content to this story, don't this Li Yanchang couple still have a few children, I don't know if there are other family members?" Then this ending is that our Holy Kingdom will send people to take the children of the Li family and other family members to the territory of the Holy Kingdom, so that they can live and recuperate, wouldn't this be more able to do some propaganda for our Holy Kingdom? ”

"That's right! is still the Saint King Yingming, such an ending is like the finishing touch to the whole play. Li Wenmao praised from the bottom of his heart.

"This ending is so good!" Fan Ruzeng was also attracted by the ending of this story and echoed it.

Feng Yunshan looked at Fan Ruzeng, as if he was smiling, so that Fan Ruzeng couldn't help but suddenly say in surprise: "Holy King, did you ask me to send a fine work to really bring the children of the Li family and their families to the Holy Kingdom to recuperate?" ”

Li Wenmao also suddenly realized and stared at Feng Yunshan.

"Not bad! And you must hurry up, Huangzhou Mansion is not far from Nanchang Mansion, the territory of the current Holy Country, Ru Zeng, you send your right-hand men, and you must bring the Li family into the territory of Nanchang Mansion within ten days. Because, this king will publish this matter in the "Southern Daily" ten days later, exposing the darkness of the demon officialdom! Brother Wenmao, your drama will also be released in ten days, but you can't go ahead, you can't leak it out early, maybe it will hurt the children of the Li family. Feng Yunshan explained.

Fan Ruzeng hurriedly nodded yes and agreed.

However, he was a little puzzled by the Holy King's desire to publish this matter in the "Nanfang Daily", he was in charge of the fine camp, and naturally knew that the Qing Demon and even the Xianfeng Emperor would look at the "Nanfang Daily" published every ten years in Guangzhou from time to time.

"Holy King, why did you publish it in the Southern Daily? Didn't you inform the Qing Demon Court that there were corrupt officials in Kaifeng Mansion in Henan, and let them investigate and deal with them? Just let those moths moth the big ship of the Qing Demon, and sink it better, why publish it in the newspaper, in this way, doesn't it help the Qing Demon? ”

Although Fan Ruzeng is not very old, he is already quite a city government to others, but for the Holy King, he is like a student to a teacher, and he will speak directly when he is open-minded. This is also one of the reasons why Feng Yunshan has always trusted him.

"Ru Zeng is right. However, this king doesn't need to sink the Qing demon like this. Have you ever thought about it, if the moths sink the big ship of the Qing Demon, what will happen to the hundreds of millions of people on board? Wouldn't you want to sink to the bottom of the water? ”

Feng Yunshan sighed earnestly and said, "Although this king knows that he should achieve his goal, he should not care about the means, but he can't let this king indulge his sins and let him harm the people. Besides, even if the Qing Demon is all Qing officials, he is still no match for my holy country. What's more, urging the Qing Demon to give money and food for disaster relief, on the one hand, it can relieve some of the Li people, and on the other hand, it can consume more money and food of the Qing Demon, which is a kind of help to the captive army of our holy country, as well as the Taiping army of the Northern Expedition and the Western Expedition. ”

Li Wenmao on the side couldn't help but praise: "The Holy King is far-sighted, and kind-hearted, the blessing of the people!" ”

Fan Ruzeng was also a little ashamed, the Secret Dao Saint King must have thought more long-term than himself.

Feng Yunshan diverted the topic and instructed: "As for what you mentioned just now, absorbing the children of Liyuan, this matter is promising. According to this king, Xianfeng, the emperor of the Qing demon dog, has always been a good silk bamboo and loves to watch operas, and he also loves to sing, and sometimes he even appears on stage to sing on his own. Do you want to send the fine work into the pear orchard of the Qing Demon Jingshi, or develop the people in the pear orchard of the Jingshi into the fine work, maybe you can really find out more important news. It's just that it has to be reliable. ”

The two nodded, and went their separate ways.

Nine days later, Fan Ruzeng came to report again that he had sent his brothers to Huangzhou Mansion in northern Huangzhou to bury Li Yanchang and his wife in their hometown. Two days ago, Li Yanchang's old mother, as well as Li Yanchang's unmarried sister and two children under the age of 10 were all placed in Sanjiangkou Town, Fengcheng County, Nanchang Prefecture, and helped him open a grocery store selling hardware in the town, and also divided 20 acres of land.

Feng Yunshan nodded, it was about to enter the end of August. Let's publish this story in this issue of Nanfang Daily.

……..

In the northwest suburbs of Beijing, in the same paradise in the northeast of the back lake of the Old Summer Palace, the lights are colorful, and it is very lively.

In the middle of the same paradise is the three-story Qingyin Pavilion, and to the north, there are five theater viewing buildings.

In the past few days, officials from Henan, Shanxi, and Zhili have reported that the locust plague in various places has really been brought under control, and most of the locusts and locusts have been exterminated, and the victims of the disaster in the state capitals of the three provinces are living in peace. Now the victims of the disaster in various places live and work in peace and contentment, reciting the benevolence of our emperor and governing the Qing Dynasty in a good way!

Hearing this good news, Xianfeng was extremely excited and swept away his usual depression. However, this time he learned to be obedient and decided to verify it himself.

So, he went out of the palace again and went to the outskirts of the city, and sure enough, after half a ring, no locusts flew in the sky. Only then did Xianfeng be convinced that the locusts were really under control in various places.

For this great news, I have to say something. So, on the birthdays of Emperor Qianlong and Emperor Daoguang, Xianfeng announced that he would perform a five-day birthday celebration in the same paradise of the Old Summer Palace.

At this moment, on the middle floor of Qingyin Pavilion, a group of students are performing the famous Peking Opera song "Zhu Xianzhen" on stage. In the middle of the theater building opposite, Xianfeng, who was dressed in a dragon robe, was watching the play.

He fantasized that he also had a group of loyal ministers like Yue Fei, who would wipe out all the rebellious long-haired thieves and Cantonese bandits, and then kill those foreigners to a great defeat, washing away the shame suffered by his father back then.

At this time, the performance of "Zhu Xianzhen" on the stage was over, and Xianfeng returned to reality from fantasy.

But he was still unsatisfied, and he was full of interest, and he wanted to sing on stage himself, but as soon as he stood up, he felt a sore back, so he had to give up.

When he looked up, he saw Shen Lanyu, the chief eunuch in front of the emperor, holding a newspaper in his hand, his face was ugly, and when he saw himself looking over, he hurriedly hid the newspaper behind him, but how could he hide it.

Xianfeng waved his hand and motioned for Shen Lanyu to come over: "Shen Yanda, this is the "Nanfang Daily" printed by the Cantonese thieves in Guangzhou, right?" I didn't ask you to bring a copy to me every month to read in person, so why should you hide it! Could it be that the news of my defeat in the Qing Dynasty was printed on it? With that, he stretched out his hand.

"Your Majesty, but nothing serious." Shen Lanyu still wanted to cover it up, but Xianfeng snatched the newspaper, and her face suddenly turned white.

Shen Lanyu knew that although Xianfeng called him "Chenda", as if he meant to call himself "master", he was just a eunuch after all. All the power comes from Xianfeng, and if you anger Xianfeng, everything will be over.

Xianfeng didn't care about his thoughts, he was anxious to read the newspaper, there was nothing special.

This page is marked with propaganda to introduce some methods for exterminating locusts in Guangzhou: first, to organize manpower to fire muskets in the air, so that locusts do not dare to land; the second is that many people run at both ends of the field with long cloth sheets to drive away; The three laid a net and surrounded the field, so that the locusts that had been driven away could get stuck in the net and then hunt and kill. Fourth, in the place where the locusts have settled, organize manpower to dig up the locusts to prevent the locusts from coming back in the coming year.

Xianfeng couldn't help but nodded, secretly thinking that the method of exterminating locusts that the Cantonese thief said seemed to be very practical, and it happened that it could also be promoted in the land of the Great Qing Locust Plague.

It's just that this worm net is difficult to sew! Xianfeng still knows the things of the farm. The grid of fishing nets is sparse, and it is extremely time-consuming to sew, and this insect net must be used to catch locusts, and the grid must be much denser. How many manpower does it take to make this? Xianfeng was confused again for a while.

Flipping through the newspaper again, suddenly, his eyes were fixed like magnetic!

I saw that on this news page, the headlines led by the headlines did not capture where the Holy Kingdom Capture Army had captured as usual. Instead, it was written in a striking font with a large font: "The loyal minister of the Qing Demon, Henan, investigated the disaster and died in vain, and the widow was raised by the orphan and the old mother of the Holy Country---- and a huge injustice case broke out in the territory of the Qing Demon." (To be continued.) )