Wang Jien, the eunuch of the herald, sneered: "General Pan, think about Wang Quanbin and them, and you can be happy." ”

That's just as well.

Wang Jien looked at Song Jiu again and said, "Song Jiu, you also have to be careful, after Your Majesty hears about it, you will smash all the wine that your Pan Niangzi sent to the palace to the ground." ”

After hearing this, several bigwigs wiped their sweat together.

"Your Majesty has also passed on the word, vain I value you so much, but you have greatly disappointed me. You say that human life is at stake, why did the puppet Han lord ask for surrender that day and didn't follow it immediately, even if there is something inappropriate, I can also punish him, save thousands of lives in one fell swoop, and quickly march into Guangzhou to avoid the loss of hundreds of billions of trillions of money! What is a capital prison, and this is how you do it? You don't make Lingnan like the Central Plains...... No, as rich as Nantang and Wu Yue, you will stay in Guangzhou for the rest of your life to be a general judge! ”

Pan Mei wants to speak, this is not fair, if it is said that Lingnan will be better, there is no need for the emperor's orders, and several people are also working hard, but how can it be compared to the wealth of the Southern Tang Dynasty and Wu Yue, can it still be called the land of the Southern Wasteland? But after thinking about it, I still waited for the emperor to be angry in a few months.

Wang Jien had a meal and returned to the capital.

A few people stared at each other, has there been a state with two governors since ancient times?

Wang Ming, Fan Yu, and Zhu Xian saw that the situation was not good, and said, "Let's go to work." ”

Pan Mei said: "Lao Yin, fortunately, we are old friends and have no hatred, otherwise the two of them are Zhizhou at the same time, and they will make trouble for power and profit." ”

Yin Chongke said: "Yes, don't mention it, let's stay in Lingnan for a few years first, and the right to be the old king stay in Yizhou for two years." Drink and go, Xiao Jiu. Bring that wine of yours. ”

If there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, it doesn't matter how expensive it is.

Pan Mei drank wine. said to Song Jiu: "Write a letter to your mother-in-law and ask her to come to Guangzhou from Tanzhou." It just so happened that Li'er came over, and the family was reunited. ”

Yin Chongke said: "I also want to write to my old woman." Xiao Jiu, you can write it for me. ”

The two bitter generals were drinking, Song Jiu saw that things were not good, and he couldn't let them drink every day, so the affairs were spread on his head together. So the next day he said: "I want to go down and take a look, I am not very confident in the ability of these officials." ”

As he spoke, he left Guangzhou with more than a dozen guards and the Hu bed. Not every county looks at it, and it doesn't have that energy. Look at the state, and some states are mostly fetters and can't be managed now. Therefore, only the forty states are watched, and not all of them are watched, but selectively watched. One looks at the mountains and rivers, the second looks at the folk customs, the third looks at the products and climate, and the fourth looks at the officials. If there are officials who are corrupt and bribed, or harsh on the people. Or cowardly inaction, take the black yarn hat with one chance. The serious ones were stabbed together on the spot and taken to the city's shippers' warehouse.

Then ask the people, how do you feel about the official below? The one who is good will be promoted to power, just to streamline the administration and eliminate the redundant officials of the Southern Han Dynasty.

Slowly arrived in Yongzhou.

Fan Yu welcomed him to the state office. The old servant poured tea and began to complain. The most complained about are the local witches and witches. Neither did he listen to his counsel. And Yongzhou is different from Guangzhou, there are not many Han people. The surrounding area is a familiar barbarian, and then the south and west are all raw barbarians, and if you don't do it well, it will break a thousand times. Moreover, the local people believe that they dare not catch it themselves. Song Jiuyi spread his hands and said: "It's far away from Guangzhou to get here, and my Hu bed doesn't work much." If you don't listen, what I say may not work. ”

Fan Yu said: "Song Tongju, I also know the way, just say, it would be good if I could suppress these witches, otherwise they will be restrained, and I will be very powerful, and I will not be able to move an inch in Yongzhou." The most infuriating thing is that I want to be good for them, but these people don't appreciate it. ”

This is indeed a problem, Yongzhou's geographical location is very important, the south is Jiaozhi, the west is Dali, but the actual area that can be controlled can only be Hengshan in the west, and only to Taiping in the south, accounting for only one or nine of its area and a quarter of the population.

Song Jiu thought for a while and said, "Fan Zhizhou, what do you think these witches should do. ”

"Simon Leopard!"

"But people don't need girls to sacrifice to Hebo."

"There are similar evil sacrifices, either with virgins or with virgins."

Song Jiu frowned, there are everywhere, there are also in Bashu, the more backward the off-road is brutal, I heard that there are also people in Tubo who use human lives to carry out blood alliances. He thought carefully for a while: "Why don't you kill them one by one?" ”

"Song Tong is joking, in that case, there will be many counter-soldiers outside Yongzhou City tomorrow."

"I mean really, it's not us who do it, but let the people do it......"

"Can it be done?"

"Try it, you have to prepare some equipment, otherwise you won't be able to do it."

"That's good, all these evil women should be killed."

"You send someone to check it, and if there is no evildoer, you can let it go, you can kill, but you can't kill indiscriminately."

"Okay."

Song Jiu asked the guards to bring a letter and money to a student in Xiangzhou, and asked him to build some utensils in Xiangzhou, so as not to startle the snake. Then I went down in person and tried to persuade a few times, but it didn't work. In fact, when it came to this, including the management of the Southern Han Dynasty, it also became very weak.

It didn't work, Song Jiu no longer wasted his expression, talked with Fan Yu again, and said: "Since the imperial court has set up a standard for commercial taxes and salt, we will implement it." You look at Yongzhou, from the right river to Temo Road, there is a road leading to Dali. The left river can freeze the state, and there is a road directly to Jiaozhi. ”

At the mention of the word Jiaozhi, Fan Yu's expression was very calm. There was a battle between Jiaozhi and the Southern Han Dynasty, that is, the Battle of the Baiteng River, but at that time, the Southern Han Dynasty did not want to divide too much heart, and Jiaozhi was very chaotic, even if the warlord Wu was defeated, he still could not govern this chaotic land. Therefore, after this battle, it is over. Now it's Ding. That is the Southern Han Dynasty, and the Southern Han who did not go all out to fight, can it be compared with the Song Dynasty? Fan Yu didn't take this Jiaozhi as a thing at all. It's just that now everyone is working hard together, and governance comes first. What Cochin occupies the city, no one is interested.

But he was also a little negligent, how many Pan Mei were there in the future?

Fan Yu continued to listen to him.

Fan Zhilu said, what if there are two mutual markets in Taiping Village and Hengshan Village? It not only facilitates communication, but also can get a batch of taxes. ”

This mutual market is not as profitable as the market, but Taishan was not created in a day. Taxes are also piled up bit by bit. Moreover, this is a commercial tax, and there is no increase in taxes on farmers.

"Song Tong sentenced. I'm afraid that this order will not be maintained. ”

"It's okay, choose the best people. Or from the original Southern Han soldiers, the brave ones were native soldiers, and some salary was given to them, which was enough to maintain order. If the barbarians collude to invade on a large scale, it will be the same as nothing, and the people can only be withdrawn to the city and wait for reinforcements from the rear to arrive. I'll send someone to Guangzhou to pay you some money and keep it first. ”

Fan Yu was excited.

Song Jiu said: "That's it, anyway, there are still a few days before that instrument can be made, so let's go down and take a turn together." There are many people and many ideas, let's see if we can come up with a more complete solution. ”

The two went on for several days.

The scale of the mutual market is not large, and it can be reported to the imperial court, or it can not be reported. However, for the sake of safety, Fan Yu still wrote a note and handed it to the capital. The things have been done, and the manpower has been arranged. The big drama is staged.

Lingnan and the Central Plains wedding and funeral clothes are not similar, this is not a problem, there are local customs. But what Song Jiu hates the most is this obscenity, some people are cruel, killing boys and girls, and even adults. Sacrifice their lives to demons.

Fan Yu reflected that the two failed to persuade him, so Song Jiu made up his mind to make a ruthless move.

Night is coming. There is a temple outside the city, and I don't know where the gods are worshipped inside. Anyway, Song Jiu definitely didn't know what to do. There were two priests who often brought the people to worship it. He was worshipping again, and suddenly there were several thunderclaps in the temple. Smoke rose again, and a golden-armored giant suddenly appeared in the temple.

The great god really came, the people were dumbfounded at first, and then knelt down madly, and the giant god shouted: "I am the true monarch of Nanhua, you quickly send someone to call Fan Yu and Song Jiu, the officials of the Song Dynasty in the city, to come to see me." ”

After saying that, the smoke rose again, the temple shook the mountain, and the giant god was gone. The gods have a fate, and this group of people came spiritually and called the city gate one after another. The guards of the city inquired, and the people told them what had happened. Song Jiu and Fan Yu hurriedly took the officials out of the city.

As soon as the two of them arrived, there was a loud noise in the temple, and the golden armor giant god appeared again, and the gods came, so the two had to bow down. The giant god said: "Don't use it, you save the people on behalf of the Holy Son of Heaven, and you don't need to bow down to this god." ”

"Thank you, Nanhua Zhenjun."

The people looked at each other, but if you think about it, the two Song officials are really good, especially that Song Jiu, who spread so much that the people in the east almost regarded him as a living bodhisattva.

The great god shouted again: "Since you have brought the Holy Son of Heaven to guard this side of the people, why do you let these evil monsters and demons be worshiped by the people? ”

"We persuaded, but the people did not listen."

"Call the priests and witches who have plagued the people, by the command of God!" After saying that, the giant god suddenly soared into the air, and the huge force knocked the tiles into the air one by one, and then stayed motionless in mid-air. Such a miracle stunned everyone together. At this time, not only the people who worshipped at the beginning, but also many people came, one by one dumbfounded, and all of them did not dare to move. Song Jiu ordered the officials and officers and soldiers to go down and arrest people.

Then they, like the people, stared blankly at the gods. Song Jiu boldly asked, "May I ask Zhenjun, why did you come to the world?" ”

"The Holy Son of Heaven was born, but there are so many evil demons and demons in the world, how can this god not care!" The giant god said loudly, the sound was like thunder like a golden bell, and it could be heard from afar, and it was certainly not a sound that humans could make.

But people are immortals, what's so strange.

Only many people were confused in their eyes, and an old man asked tremblingly: "May I ask the true monarch, where should we believe in the gods?" ”

"Haotian God, Tianqing Halal King, the Four Heavenly Emperors, Er Xiaomin doesn't understand, give you and other scriptures." The giant palm of the fairy flipped out, and a scripture with a golden light flew out. Fan Yu took it and looked at it: "Tao Te Ching." ”

"The Book of Ten Thousand Classics, the True Book of Morality, Lao Tzu is the Taishang Laojun descends to the earth, pointing out the world."

"True monarch, the lower officials must pass it on to the people on this side." Fan Yu held it respectfully with both hands. Where do these local people know what the scriptures are, they all stare at the scriptures with envious eyes. But the great god is here, and he doesn't dare to be rude.

After a long time, witches and priests brought them in.

"The demon people of Cel, they don't count the fallen demon path and the ghost way, they dare to lead innocent people to believe in demons and ghosts, you deserve to die!" Zhenjun was very angry, and with a slap flew out of the slu, and a large piece of tiles and tiles fell out of the slu.

These fake immortals met the real immortals, and they were all petrified.

Zhenjun continued: "Some of Nian'er and others are uncivilized and deceived by others, and they have not done evil deeds, and this god spares your lives today. ”

He finished and began to say his name.

Song Jiu quickly recorded with a pen.

After reading the name, Zhenjun said, "The rest of the people should all die." ”

Slowly falling to the ground, he said to the people, "You can do it yourself." ”

After saying that, the smoke rose and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Song Jiu suddenly said: "You look at the world." ”

A few lights flashed in the sky, and a huge figure flew high into the sky. People are immortals, no matter how small the voice is, they can hear it, and a voice comes from above: "Song Jiu, save the people on this side for the Holy Son of Heaven, I am watching in the heavenly court." ”

As his voice came out, countless petals fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the huge figure floated behind the mountain and disappeared. The great god returned to heaven, and the people began to grab the petals, which were given to them by the gods. Song Jiu looked at the remaining thirty fake immortals and asked, "Fan Zhizhou, what should I do?" ”

Fan Yu said: "Ask the people." ”

Song Jiu then asked the people in a loud voice: "What do you say should be done with them?" ”

"Kill, kill!" These people were red-eyed, and they dared to love them for taking themselves to the Demon Dao and the Devil's Dao, so what were they left to do. (To be continued......)