Chapter 373: The dust falls

"Who are you?" The man knows that the deeds are exposed, and it is a matter of life, so he still asks more, and only hopes that things will turn around.

"The one who killed you."

Although the night was long, there were many people on this list, and it was impossible to delay too much time on such a small minion.

The knife fell in his hand, and the man's neck was torn open with a large wound, blood splattered out, staining the clothes of the man who used the hand with a knife. Fortunately, the night was misty and he was dressed in black, otherwise the bloodstains on his body would have dyed people into the Yang Shura.

Chen Baichuan frowned and said, "It's just killing someone, why be so bloody." ”

"My subordinates haven't done anything for too long, and my hands are itchy."

"Let's go."

His subordinate licked the corners of his lips, pointed to the trembling woman curled up in the corner of the room and said, "Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, where is there another person here?" ”

Chen Baichuan glanced at the woman in the room, and then remembered that the family still had a young son, so he kicked his subordinate's ass and said, "Usually I call you such an extermination of humanity." Kill this woman, how do you make their young son live? Please write in the newspaper that this person is married to a good family in Chen Duzhong, and this woman is from our Chen country. ”

"But she's the wife of a thief."

"She didn't know." Chen Baichuan turned his head and left, not giving his subordinates a chance to defend, "It's all raised by my father, don't be so ruthless." ”

"Yes."

This woman escaped with her life.

The same thing happened one after another in the houses of Chen Duzhong.

It wasn't until after the third sect that a little girl wielding a knife fell down in front of Chen Baichuan, and he said uncomfortably: "Okay, now the three addresses that were selected immediately are all true, it seems that Wei Yingxiong didn't cheat us." But you still have to keep an eye on it, and don't kill your own family members by mistake. ”

Boarding the sedan chair, in which he took off his nocturnal black clothes and changed them into plain clothes. It's just that in the small place in the sedan chair, there is always a faint smell of blood, and he thought, could it be that the girl's blood was splashed on his body?

The sedan chair stopped in front of the Chen Mansion in all directions, and at this time, it was late at night, and the guards were unenergetic with their eyes drooping. Waiting outside the door in the middle of the night is really boring.

Seeing that a sedan chair was coming, the guards guarding the door beat their spirits, and when they saw that it was the sedan chair of Chen Xiaozhu, they pinched their arms to endure the pain and rejuvenate their spirits.

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The next morning, homicides were everywhere in the city. A hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, the most bitter person is Chen Dufuyi. Under the root of the imperial city, the slightest thing will cause trouble to King Chen's ears.

If there are dozens of concurrent homicides today, he can't give a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid that not only is it difficult to protect his official position, but there is also a risk of falling to the ground.

Lord Fuyi hurriedly circled around the palace, and at this time the messenger sent back one. Fu Yi was still looking forward to good news, but who knew that the messenger reported another murder in the west of the city. Damn murderers, they actually rushed to do it together last night.

Lord Fuyi, who hated it in a panic, was confused, saying that it was too much of a coincidence to commit crimes separately, but it was impossible for one person to do it, the huge Chen Du, it would take a lot of time to run a lap alone, and Mo said that he had to kill people.

However, the errand officer who came back had a bit of a brain, he put his mouth under Fu Yi'ergen, and whispered: "It's better to let people spread the news, not people's hands." ”

"Bastard, what a bad idea." Lord Fu Yi almost slapped him in the face, but it was also for his sake that the errand officer took his palm back.

The officer was scolded, and now he didn't dare to speak anymore, but stood aggrieved on the side. Lord Fuyi wandered around the lobby a few more times, but apparently still didn't come up with a good idea.

He was ruthless, and for the sake of Xiang Shang's head, he boldly said: "It's okay to spread the news, but you can't let people know that the government did it." It can't be said that it is God's punishment, but it is said that there are many bad people all of a sudden. Remember not to talk about today's events explicitly, just guide people to think this way. ”

"Ignorant and ignorant, I really don't understand ......"

"Hmph, you blind stream don't understand. I'll teach you word by word. ”

The next day, the people of the city were terrified, and the consequences of the destruction of the miracle were again on the lips of the people. Chen Baichuan didn't expect that the killing of the remnants of the Qing thieves that day would not bring such an unexpected effect, and he enjoyed such a situation.

Sure enough, the government couldn't stand the people's discussions, so they posted a notice on the same day, explaining that Chen Wang Shengming had decided to change the old system in Leshan Province.

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Leshan Province, an official with a rosacea, he stood on the shore and watched the sea gush.

He did not like a poet or a writer who realized the truth of heaven and earth from the turbulence of the sea. He only felt that the depression in his chest could only be diluted a little in the sea and sky.

The sea came and went in a hurry.

Alas, today we have to go back and face that kind of devastation.

This month, the group of officers and soldiers still can't get their salaries, and I'm afraid they're going to make trouble. Even he himself, without any reason, would stop them from making trouble.

People put their heads on the waistband of their trousers to work hard for Leshan Province, but Leshan can't even get the most basic food, is it to make them hungry and fight?

There have been officers and soldiers for many years, and there are no fewer bandits in the mountains and deep forests, but more of them.

The more and more the people are bored, more and more people join the bandits' business. However, I heard that the bandits are not easy to mix now, and more and more people are joining in to grab business, and most of the people in Leshan Province are poor people, and they can't squeeze out oil and water at all.

Is there no industry in the entire Leshan Province that can accommodate people to survive?

As the governor of Leshan, the wine trough nose has long given up the idea of turning to other places, and he has decided to spend the rest of his life in Leshan. One is duty, and the other is that he really doesn't have enough merit to move him elsewhere.

"Your Excellency the Governor, Your Excellency the Governor, Chen has sent a letter."

His subordinates had long known the Governor's habits, and he would hide on the beach at this hour of the day to blow the wind. The person who came was the Governor's master, and he held a gilded letter in his hand, indicating that this letter was precious.

"I can't clean up this mess anyway." The trough nose was unimpressed, but he didn't dare not take the letter. After taking his hand, he slowly opened the letter, and there was still a little hope in his heart.

This is also one of the reasons why he insisted, maybe one day King Chen will open his eyes?

The trough nose's eyes widened, and after he finished reading the letter, a large string of tears fell from his eyes. In his life, he has never cried so happily.

"Ngee An, do you know what the letter says?" The wine trough nose asked the master beside him who was at a loss.

Master shook his head.

"The letter said that Ganle Mountain was in a difficult situation, and in the near future, it would send an army to sweep away the bandits. And this time, the military expenses are out of the imperial court! ”

"Great, Governor."

Two middle-aged men, hugging each other on the shore, wept silently.