Chapter Ninety-Eight: Open Recruitment
There are three rain temples in the city of Puran, one in the royal city and the other two in the northern and southern cities. After the order was stabilized, Zhou Yu posted a notice in the area where the flow of people was more concentrated as follows:
The sun rises and the moon sets, the green mountains and green waters, in the past, there was a rain god sect to confuse the people, usurp the demon law to commit chaos, and murder the former city lord His Royal Highness Lehar and a group of nobles. It is scheduled that the heads of the priests of the rebellious party who have been ambushed will be displayed to the public this afternoon. If there is sympathy, it will be treated as the same party.
It's a good one to kill two birds with one stone, and everyone in the city knows that someone has used demon magic to harm the housekeeper's family, but they didn't expect that the Dadu Governor who started the crime would detain this basin on the head of the Rain God Sect. Although this matter has little to do with the common people, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement. Besides, the official explanation is the truth. You don't believe it's okay, but don't talk nonsense, otherwise there will be a water bill to collect from the door.
"Hey, did you hear that? The Rain God Cult is a cult, don't worship it in the future. β
"Huh? I've also heard that the new princess envoy is here specifically to clear the remnants of the Rain God Sect this time. β
"What do you know? I tell you, I hear that the priests died at the hands of the newly appointed commander of the city's defenses, Lord Zhanso. Adults have merit in suppressing thieves, and his future ambitions are limitless! β
"I don't know who the princess will appoint to succeed her."
"It won't be you. Stop daydreaming and go home and wash up and sleep. β
At noon, four golden suns gather in the heavens. The square in front of the royal city was unfurled with flags and hunting. In the middle of the square there is only a table, an umbrella cover and a chair. On the chair sat a man whose face he couldn't see clearly, his gaze scanning back and forth.
In front of him were more than thirty corpses, some with their heads already moved, some with severed hands and feet. The city defense army of three steps and one post was in strict formation, and the swords in their hands were unsheathed, blocking the ordinary people who were watching the excitement on the three floors inside and the outside three floors out of the square.
"Let's begin, Master Jenso." The man under the canopy greeted.
Zhan Sobi respectfully saluted. Seeing this, there is no doubt that the man must be the envoy.
"The day before yesterday, the thieves made a rebellion and left a disaster, and it was found that it was done by the priests of the Rain God Sect. Committing chaos and committing crimes cannot be punished, the evidence is conclusive, and the evil deeds are outrageous. The official was ordered by Princess Philena to arrest the rebels, but unexpectedly the rebels fought back to the death, so they were punished on the spot. Today, the true body is verified here, and the head of the owl is displayed to the public. β
The next step was a trembling elder walking among the dead bodies, identifying the missing hand according to Zhan Suonian's list, and then someone came up to behead him. Zhou Yu didn't look angry, and he didn't have so many eyes staring at him these years, so he didn't need to make up some reasons why the camera was broken and the hard disk couldn't be recovered. What are you afraid of, old fellow?
In the last step, a hundred elite soldiers carefully selected by Zhou Yu rushed into the rain temple and lassoed the statue of the rain god and the statue of the water king with dozens of ropes. With a thud, it was pulled down, broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground. The soldiers burned the temple to the ground again, and ate the tribute cleanly. All this, the onlookers who watched and ate melons were terrified.
The Temple of Rain, which has existed for I don't know how many years, was destroyed like this? Could it be that the Rain God Cult, which has always been firmly believed, is really a cult? These priests simply ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and they actually had the courage to rebel, they really underestimated these yin and yang people who were usually neither male nor female, and had a loud voice.
The elder in charge of the identification trembled and walked up to the envoy, knelt down with the help of two people, and muttered, "Your Excellency, this rain temple has been destroyed, where will my Pulan children believe in it in the future?" β
"Believe in what? Whether you believe in Christ, God, or the Orthodox, you can trust Sikhs, shamans, or Jains. In short, you can't believe in this Rausch Rain God Sect. Do you hear that? Zhou Yu crossed Erlang's legs and nibbled on the tribute handed over by the sergeant just now - a big apple.
"But, but... Why? The old man was gray-headed, obviously unable to accept this earth-shaking change for a while.
"Why? Because the princess doesn't like it, do you hear me? Old man, because the princess doesn't! Enjoy! Happy! The Grand Governor leaned his hands on the table and shouted at the old man with all his strength. The old man heard it clearly, and even the people watching outside really heard it. A failed coup d'Γ©tat leads to the uprooting of the Cult of the Rain God, and a princess who doesn't like it completely annihilates the possibility of a resurgence. It was not the father and son of Lehar Ledo who had a good plan, but the Grand Duke. I hope that the father and son can study well in the underworld, where they lost.
The script that the rebel and the princess didn't like was also played in four other cities and was played on a loop, even affecting the city of Electric. Lord Kejin heard that the Metropolitan Governor had made such a big move in the other five cities, how could there be any reason not to cooperate? It just so happened that the priests were fed up with the false tricks of the rain god's messenger, and at this time there was a golden opportunity to uproot them and cut them down.
In this way, the Rain God Cult was subjected to a color revolution on the southern continent. Although Kezin, Zhan Suo and others still had to hire a group of people to ring those bells three times in the morning, noon and evening, but with the phrase "I will solve it for you in the future" placed there, are the good days still far away? They believe that this amazing man will eventually come up with a solution.
There was no need to build the Rain Temple, and the existence of the slave camp would be meaningless. Xerxes was overjoyed, and the good fellow replenished the 30,000 volunteers at once. As soon as these people heard that they could eat and drink well and pay their salaries when they joined the army and fought in the war, they were not eager to try it and gear up.
The Metropolitan Governor was not happy, and this state of affairs should not be normalized. Slaves are slaves because they are imprisoned from an early age, deprived of their freedom, and deprived of the opportunity to receive an education. Now fate has changed, but the freed slaves still have nothing, and what is more terrible than having an empty pocket is an empty mind. Fear of going to the big city to compete with others, have a negative attitude towards their social competitiveness, where there is food to eat, where to enjoy and die where they want.
If it continues like this, will Zhou Yu liberate a group of people who yearn for freedom, or a group of walking dead? No, this state of affairs must change, even if this generation is powerless, the next generation must improve. The progress of the wheel of history can only move forward by the push of countless people bit by bit.
After some discussion with Xerxes and Nika, the main thing is actually to convince the two. The Metropolitan Governor made a bold decision to open the recruitment. For a while, the news spread like a wave throughout the southern continent, and the five city-states including Pulan City openly recruited city lords, general soldiers (excluding Pulan) and Huangmen doctors.
For the city lord and the general soldiers, the people have their own plans in their hearts. According to Zhang Bang's sergeant, he said that he was the head of Mr. Teaching, that is, the person who was responsible for teaching people and solving doubts. There were seven cities on the southern continent, and together with some surrounding villages and people who had no permanent residence, there were about 400,000 people. Zhou Yu didn't believe it, there weren't a few masters among these people?
"Hey, did you hear that? Puran is recruiting the lord of the city! β
"I've heard that, this news is reliable! Can anyone be the lord of the city? If you don't have a relative of the emperor, you can also be the lord of the city? β
"That's right, but you see that the streets and alleys of the city have posted notices, and they are still posted by the city defense army themselves. Can't do it! β
"The world has really changed, huh? In the future, Pulan City will not be surnamed Lai, and maybe one and a half of those who walk the streets and alleys and sell meat and rice may also be half of the officials. β
"Why don't you try it too, what if the gold list is titled?"
"Really?"
"You see that your buns are so pretty, you will definitely get a plus. Yes, keep this look, and show the examiner your current look. It's so handsome! β
The publicity of the list is obviously insufficient, the wait-and-see group is still the mainstream, and the enthusiasm of the people to participate in the registration is not high. In response to this, the Metropolitan Governor sent sergeants to announce loudly on the main roads of the six cities except Bruno City three times a day: Puran, Kathy, Seng Qian, Lianfang, and Youjia City are openly recruited, and those who think they have both ability and political integrity can sign up. Once hired, he will take office immediately, with a generous salary and preferential treatment. Registration location: Electric City; Deadline: 10 days later...
The person in charge of the on-site registration work was Nika, who thought it was a very interesting thing, so she volunteered to pick up the project. But after really sitting there and screening the qualifications of the applicants, she found that this is an extremely complex and delicate senior type of work that requires an organic combination of observation, observation, inquiry, judgment, and analysis before making a decision. Alas, how did I pick such a job!
"What's your name?"
"Uh, uh, it's called the Bun King."
βγγγ So what do you do? β
"Steamed buns, isn't that name obvious?"
"What are you capable of?"
"It's still steamed buns, I brought a few. You taste it! I'm telling you, you've definitely eaten this meal... β
"Come on, blast me out!" Nika threw the black carbon in her hand on the table, drooping her head and sighing. In the three days since the on-site registration, a lot of people have poured in, but most of them are market outlaws. One by one, they climbed the ladder and drilled the circle to breathe fire, where is the recruitment of the city lord, and the whole circus team performs. Do people take this as a joke, or do they want to fish in troubled waters and deceive me into being stupid? Or do you want to try your luck to see if you have the life of the koi that soars into the sky and leaps into the dragon gate?
"Go on, next." Nika didn't lift her eyelids and waved at Bolada.
"Name?"
"Che Laiman!"
"Well, good name." Nika muttered to herself, your car is coming very slowly, and you are still messed up at such an age! In front of her, there was an old man in his seventies, with a young face and a refreshing face, and he walked with a meteor at his age, and he didn't need a crutch.
"What did you do?"
"Down there is a bard, who has traveled to Sola for more than fifty years." The old man's voice was like a bell, and his answers were like streams, without the slightest hint of timidity.
"Oh? So what are you capable of? β
"I can't talk about my skills, those rhetoric, tricks, and tricks I didn't do it thirty years ago."
"Give you a word and convince me to let you take the retest. Remember, just one sentence. I don't have that much time and patience. Nika pressed the black carbon to her lips, forgetting that her mouth was black by now.
"I don't have any skills, but I have some knowledge. Centaurs, giants, ghost riders, chapter squid, old and decayed; Puran, Quincy, Taizhong, Drunken Flower, old and decayed; Even when the previous king died ... β
"Say no more, pass. The written exam is three days later, and it's still here. Remember, don't be late. Here, this is the admission ticket! β
Not to mention, although the vast majority of applicants were indiscriminate and-stirring sticks, Nika carefully selected forty people from among them to form a team for the written test. Among them were bards, veterans, herbalists, tailors, and even a few candidates who had traveled from the east and west of the continent. These people didn't know where to get the news, and when they learned that the threshold was so low, they all hurried to Electric City day and night to participate in a job fair that had not been seen in a century.
The written exam was held as scheduled, and there was not so much paper for them to print the papers, and even if there was, there was no ink. The Metropolitan Governor personally went out as the chief examiner, and took the examiner to read the questions, the candidates to listen to the questions, and draw one, two, three, and four on brown paper with carbon black to answer. This not only solves the problem of the exam paper, but also prevents the candidate from not being able to understand the question.
Looking at the room full of people, the Metropolitan Governor was dizzy for a while. Good fellows, from 20 to 70 years old, they are truly unfathomable. Look at the one on the right, perm the head shape of killing Matt, oh no, he originally had yellow hair, but he hadn't washed his hair for a long time and stood up; Look at the person under the window who concentrates and falls into meditation, and at first glance he is a master. No, she seems to be asleep.
Zhou Yu shook his head and coughed dryly.
"What's inside, let's not talk nonsense. Everyone has come from afar, and they will work hard to solve the problem quickly, so as not to delay your bathing and sleeping health care. Exams begin! β
"First question, please listen to the question. Hey, I said, this brother, I haven't come up with the question yet, why did you write it on vellum paper? Let other test takers see what to think, and they will think that you bought the test questions through the back door. β
An old man in his fifties smiled wryly and put the carbon black down. Zhou Yu shrugged helplessly, that's why you have to run a black gate, don't you even know some basic common sense and rules at a young age?
"Question 1. How many continents are there in Borderlands? 1. Two pieces. 2. Four pieces. 3. Five pieces. 4. One hundred yuan. β
"Question 2. What is Elven Fire? 1. A special kind of flame. 2. An ordinary flame. 3. A kind of food. 4. An animal. β
"Question 3. Three hooligans blocked the road and robbed, and the robber pulled out a knife in a panic and killed one person, asking how the case was decided? 1. The robbed person will pay for his life. 2. Put them all down. 3. The hooligans are taken into custody, and the robbed person is not guilty. 4. All of them are put to death. β
"Question 4. If you were to be in charge of building a city-state, what would you do first? 1. Repair the house first. 2. Build roads first. 3. Build a temple first. 4. Build a toilet first. β
Question 5, Question 6...
There are a total of 30 questions in the written test, all of which are thought out by most of the governors. No brain teasers, let's not do that in this book. From governing the country to the county lord judging cases, to geography and history, to knowing things and counting, it is all-encompassing and wonderful.
There is such a problem. A man was sentenced to death for murder, and was about to be pulled to behead when the real murderer was caught. Q: How to break? 1. Continue the execution, pull it out and cut it. 2. Behead the real culprit, and there is no proof of death. 3. Re-investigate, postpone and re-assert. 4. If it is determined that the case was indeed unjust, false and wrongly decided before, compensate the wrongly convicted. Again, this is a multiple-choice question.