A ray of morning light tore apart the morning of Lingshanwei, and a new day arrived.

On the surface, there is no change in Lingshanwei's new day. The Acropolis is still the Acropolis, and the Red Mansion is still the Red Mansion. The only difference is that at the highest point of the Acropolis and the Red Mansion, a bright red flag is flying. In the center of the red flag, embroidered with a yellow six-pointed star. Only when they saw this red banner that the military households of Lingshanwei would suddenly remember that they had changed their masters.

The former Lord of Lingshan Wei was called Wang Jian.

The current lord of Lingshan Wei is called Zhang Zhun.

The sunshine is long overdue, reluctant to give up, and the glory of autumn is poured on every inch of Lingshanwei. Under the illumination of the sun, the red flag is particularly bright, and the six-pointed star on it is even more dazzling and shining. Many children from military families stood under the red flag and saluted with their heads held high.

The autumn sun is always so warm, shining on people's bodies, warm. On Lingshanwei's side, there is basically no saying about autumn tigers, as long as it is after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the climate is very cool. Every now and then, another sea breeze comes out. The autumn sunshine, the autumn sea breeze, the autumn colors are all over the world, everything is so pleasant.

Only the towering Red House in the center of the Acropolis still exudes a terrifying atmosphere in the sunlight. The dark red exterior wall is reminded all the time, this is a forbidden area, a forbidden place, and a place where unrelated people are prohibited from entering. If you forcibly enter without the approval of your owner, you will most likely come out as a corpse. Not even a corpse. Those military households of Lingshanwei who passed by the Red Mansion in the morning suddenly found that the situation outside the Red Mansion today was a little strange and unusual.

Quiet!

Avoid!

There is revenge!

There is redress of grievances.

Four big signs stand on both sides of the gate of the Red Mansion, and every word on them is very clear under the sunlight. As long as you are a literate person, you will never be mistaken.

At this moment, Zhang Zhun was sitting at the door of the Red Mansion, looking at the wide square outside. In front of him was an old sandalwood desk, on which there was only a yellowed piece of startling wood. Other than that, there is nothing else. All around him were the soldiers of the convoy standing solemnly. They were all armed with tiger guns with bayonets in their hands, and the bayonets reflected a chilling light in the sunlight. The gray military uniform, which originally looked a little rustic, now looks particularly eye-catching.

No one knows what Zhang Zhun is going to do. Zhang Zhun hadn't told anyone about his plans before. However, every military household passing by here could feel that Zhang Zhun must be doing something. Since Zhang Zhun braved the world's condemnation and brazenly attacked Lingshanwei, the soldiers of Lingshanwei unanimously agreed that they could not use common sense to speculate on Zhang Zhun's next move. Because, Zhang Zhun has never played cards according to common sense.

Most of the military households knew about last night's incident. Zhang Zhun took the initiative to divide the land and land, but as a result, due to too many concerns, the deputies did not respond positively. So, Zhang Zhun got angry. Zhang Zhun was very angry, and the consequences were very serious, so he announced on the spot that he would no longer divide the fields and land. I have to say that this is a relatively big blow to a small number of people who are more eager to own their own fields. They very much hope that Zhang Zhun will be able to change yesterday's decision and continue to forcibly implement the plan of dividing the land and dividing the land. However, what Zhang Zhun is going to toss today, even the smartest person can't guess. What is certain is that it should not have much to do with the division of fields and land.

Zhang Zhun sat outside the Red Mansion in a daze, and the news spread out. The military households who had nothing to do all walked around the Red Mansion, and then came to the square in front of the Red Mansion. Unconsciously, outside the Red Mansion, hundreds or thousands of military households gathered, and the number of people continued to increase. By the time had passed, three or four thousand people had gathered. It's just that no one is talking, and everyone is talking with their eyes, as if they are engaged in some kind of secret assembly.

Quiet!

Quiescence!

Deathly silence!

In the huge square, three or four thousand people gathered, and there was not the slightest sound, not even the sound of coughing. Even Zhang Zhun himself seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating, and he never spoke, as if he was basically setting up a position and basking in the sun here. Thousands of people basking in the sun together, the scene is so spectacular, it will catch up with the thousands of people in the future to take a walk together.

Only Zhang Lingyun, Wu Qingliang, Zhong Wuying, Xu Ziwen and other officers of the escort team stood there fiercely, staring at the square in front of them, as if they wanted to devour people alive. On the wall of the Lingshan Acropolis, on the wall of the Red Mansion, you can also see the fierce and vicious guards and soldiers. They condescendingly watched every corner of the square. The bayonet reflects the sun's rays and is particularly eye-catching. Some timid military households have quietly left. However, the military households that arrived later quickly filled the vacancy they left behind. The number of military households in the square is increasing.

At that time, Zhang Zhun finally came to his senses.

At this time, the crowd in the square was at least four thousand people.

"Someone!"

"Close the gates!"

The military households present all heard Zhang Zhun Hongliang's order.

Then, the four gates of the Lingshan Acropolis slowly creaked and closed.

The creaking sound of the city gate closing was heard at least twice a day by the military households, and sometimes several times a day, and they were so familiar with the business that they could not be more familiar. However, today's sound seems to be a bit abnormal, a bit like the sound made when the ghost door is closed in a ghost story. The brows of some military households couldn't help but beat, could it be that something big was really going to happen?

Some military households couldn't help but quietly look around to avoid accidents. As a result, they were shocked to find that their current situation was quite unfavorable! The walls were full of guards armed with muskets. On the wall of the Red Mansion, there were also soldiers of the escort team, standing solemnly. The military households of Lingshanwei have never felt that the gray military uniform of the escort team is so dazzling as today.

The gates were closed, and the muskets were solemn, and the air was murderous.

What exactly does Zhang Zhun want to do?

Killing?

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhun coughed lightly twice.

The audience was even quieter.

"Today, I'm here to try the case."

"All of you present, if you have any grievances or hatred, you can appeal to me, and I can administer justice to you."

After Zhang Zhun came to his senses, he had no expression on his face, and said eloquently.

No one answered.

And no one has redressed.

It was still a dead silence.

Zhang Zhun stretched his waist comfortably, picked up the startling wood on the table, played unconsciously in his hands, and said slowly: "Everyone, it looks very good!" There is no grievance, it is really a treasure of feng shui! But looking at the appearance of everyone present, it doesn't look like a person among the gods! ”

After that, he didn't care, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

The eyes of the crowd are focused on Zhang Zhun's body, avenging?

Redress in such a way?

Joke! God knows what the consequences will be.

Although Wang Jian was driven away, and his family members were all scattered, there were still many Wang Jian's forces in this Lingshan Acropolis. Zhang Zhun may not know this point, but the local military households are clear. Don't look at the expulsion of Wang Jian and the breakup of his family, in fact, in Lingshanwei, Wang Jian still has a very strong strength. If this were not the case, how could the representatives of the military households not want to divide the land and divide the land? Who is not willing to have their own land, who is willing to be tenants for others, but, considering the risks they may bear, they still have to refuse this fatal temptation.

If there is no life, even if you can get a field, what is the use? If Zhang Zhun didn't completely eradicate Wang Jian's hidden strength, even if Zhang Zhun personally sent the title deed to them, they wouldn't dare to take it. The Wang family has always been the master of Lingshanwei, and in the past two hundred years, the power in Lingshanwei has been intertwined and deep-rooted. Wang Jian was driven away, which was just equivalent to cutting away a small section of leeks. The roots of leeks are still deep. As long as the roots are still there, leeks can grow at any time.

In other words, Wang Jian's return is only a matter of time. Moreover, when Wang Jian returns, he will definitely take the army of the imperial court with him. At that time, if Zhang Zhun can't beat Wang Jian, he can leave with a pat on the ass and retract back to his own Fushan place, but these local military households will be miserable, and they will definitely be wiped out by Wang Jian. There are too many such bloody precedents.

Suddenly, there was a stirring in the crowd, and then it quickly calmed down.

"You, come out!"

Zhang Zhun suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes followed Zhang Zhun's gaze.

Over there, a ragged, panicked-looking woman was pulling her child desperately. I didn't know what the child's movements were just now, which caused a small twitch from the surrounding military households, but as a result, Zhang Zhun was actually seen by Zhang Zhun who closed his eyes and recuperated. Then, Zhang Zhun didn't know where to take out a tube, put it in front of his eyes, put his eyes on it, and looked at the place where the scratch occurred. I don't know what the strange pipe in Zhang Zhun is playing with is, everything that happens over there seems to be clearly seen by him.

Zhang Zhun let go of the black pipe and said lightly: "That little friend, yes, it's you!" You come out, I see you! ”

Zhang Lingyun and Wu Qingliang walked over to take the little kid out.

Of course, it was the child's mother who was pulling the child, and she hurriedly shouted: "Don't! Spare your life! Children are not sensible! Adult, he's just a child! ”

Zhang Zhun said slowly: "The child is not sensible, so are you sensible?" Then you come out! ”

The child's mother was stunned for a moment, her voice stopped abruptly, and at the same time, she subconsciously let go of her hand.

The crowd parted, and a small child stood in the center blankly. His head was bare all around, with only hair in the middle, and he was a little turnip head, probably only seven or eight years old. Due to stunted growth, children in this age are generally smaller. Compared with the children of later generations, this child has almost lost a circle. Seeing Zhang Zhun looking at him, his mother let go of her hand again, and the little radish head suddenly looked a little flustered and at a loss.

Zhang Zhun stood up, stretched his waist, and said in a friendly manner: "Little friend, come to my brother's side." ”

The child looked at Zhang Zhun blankly, and then at his parents. His parents looked at Zhang Zhun in horror. No one knows what Zhang Zhun is going to do when he calls his child. Faintly, they all have a bad feeling. However, it is also a great crime to resist the orders of adults. There was no way, his mother had to come over with the little radish head, and said to Zhang Zhun pleadingly: "Adult, the child is not sensible, and he accidentally offended you, please don't blame him!" ”

Zhang Zhun glanced at them coldly and said contemptuously: "Do you think I look like someone who can't get along with children? I would like to have a few words with the children. ”

The parents of the little radish head were relieved.

The other military households, but you look at me, I look at you, they all think it's very interesting.

Zhang Zhun is a bad star, and he actually wants to say a few words to the children? Isn't that a joke?

As a result, they were surprised to see that Zhang Zhun stood up from behind the desk, came to the little radish head, squatted down seriously, and said gently: "Little friend, what's your name?" ”

The little radish head was obviously a little nervous, and couldn't help crying, and said vaguely: "Woo woo woo...... Three babies! ”

Zhang Zhun tried his best to calm his voice, and said slowly: "Sanwa, you tell the eldest brother, do you have anything to say?" I just saw the way you looked, it seems like you have something to say! ”

The little radish head looked at his parents again, then at Zhang Zhun, and said pitifully with a heartache: "Woo woo woo...... My puppy is gone...... Woowoowoo...... My puppy's name is Little Flower...... Gone......"

Mo Yu, who was standing next to the desk, opened his mouth to laugh, but suddenly noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly held back. Some military households seemed to want to laugh, but they held back, for fear that Zhang Zhun would hear it. However, a small number of military households finally did not hold back, so they had to turn their faces and laugh back with difficulty. One to ten, ten to hundred, those military households who couldn't hold back their laughter, were driven by them, and they couldn't help but laugh hard. As a result, in the crowd, there was still a small scratch. Many military households felt that Zhang Zhun was making a joke.

With such a serious posture, the plaque is clearly visible, and the guards are murderous, just waiting for the military households to come to complain, and there are grievances and revenge. Such a formation, if you don't try a shocking answer, it is really a waste of such a formation. As a result, there was a long cold field at first, and no one paid attention to it. When it was no longer cold, a little radish head suddenly appeared, and he told you pitifully that his puppy was gone. You say, how would you react?

(To be continued)