Start a new day! Good morning, audience friends! What you are watching is the morning program that Daqin's official TV comprehensive channel and news channel are broadcasting live for you in parallel! Today is May 2nd, 2002, and it's 8 a.m. Kyoto time.

At 8 p.m. yesterday, Xie Renjie, the president of the Xie Group, illegally gathered a crowd and led people to storm the Lui's Hotel across the street, resulting in thousands of deaths......

"Damn, today's news is delicious! Yesterday, I heard from my buddies on the road that Xie Shao invited the world's heroes and heroes to a banquet in Daqin Restaurant, and he still regretted not going, and today such a powerful news broke out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info worthy of being the predecessors of the road, my generation model. Wearing short-sleeved shorts, slippers, and a yellow-haired non-mainstream eating soy milk fritters, he said adoringly.

"What heroes? It's the underworld. What is my role model? It's those powerful dogs who bite the dogs, and those people are just cannon fodder pawns. Said an ordinary white-collar worker in a suit and tie at the table opposite the yellow hair.

"Hey! Boy, be careful when you speak, or I'll make a hole in your head. Huang Mao said unhappily.

"What do I say to you, is it in your way, or is it preventing you?" White-collar workers disdainfully.

"Bang!" Huang Mao threw the bowl on the table, stood up and said, "Boy, are you looking for death?" ”

"What's wrong with me looking for death? You bite me! The white-collar worker also put down the bowl in his hand and stood up.

For a while, the store was full of murderous spirits.

"You have to fight out, even if you go to the ring in the square, don't break my things." A scar extends from the right ear to the corner of the mouth, and the one-eyed shopkeeper in his 50s says with soy milk.

"How dare you! How dare I do it in your old man's shop. Huang Mao said flatteringly, and then he glared at the white-collar worker and said, "Let you go this time, don't let me meet you again." ”

"Alas! The way of the world is becoming more and more incomprehensible! How did the official media become a microphone for some people? I really don't know who else can be trusted in this world. The one-eyed shopkeeper shook his head.

"At least the three princes can still believe it." The white-collar worker who sat down to drink soy milk interjected.

"Although I don't like you as a person, I agree with your words." Huang Mao echoed.

"Do you remember that mother and daughter two years ago?" Huang Mao Road.

"You're talking about the eighteen-year-old girl who was raped at school, and his father went to the school to reason with the boy who committed the crime, but was beaten to death, and the mother and daughter knelt in front of the palace gate for three days and three nights in order to redress their grievances, but no one paid attention to it, right?" The customer who was eating breakfast in the store thought about it and asked.

"Yes, that's it!" Huang Mao clapped his hands and said, "I have a buddy from that school, I didn't believe it when I heard him say it, and then I went to the palace gate to watch." When the mother and daughter saw the officials entering and leaving the palace, they pulled him to kowtow and redress. However, the officials didn't even look at it, and some of them even kicked it over, blaming them for soiling his clothes, and I wanted to carry a knife and go up and hack the officials who were fed with dogs. ”

"I heard that the backstage of that son-in-law brother is very hard, what kind of feudal ambassador is my father, and no official has given the poor mother and daughter a head. Later, the third prince heard this by chance and immediately ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, and the son-in-law and his father were found to be a piece of, and they had to spend their lives in prison. Huang Mao said energetically, slapped the table and said: "I don't accept any of the bullshit officials in the entire Great Qin, so I will serve the three princes." ”

"Huh! What is this! The white-collar worker continued, "When the third prince was sixteen years old, exposing the corruption case that shocked Daqin was the real big deal. ”

"Eight years ago, there was a major earthquake in Shudu that shocked the whole country, killing and injuring hundreds of thousands of people, and losing countless amounts of property. After the disaster, all walks of life in Daqin donated hundreds of billions of funds, but in the following four years, more than 5 billion funds were announced to the people of Daqin with a clear purpose, and the rest were put into the official account.

Four years ago, the third prince accused officials of embezzling disaster relief funds, and the whole country was shaken at that time. Later, it was found that 90 percent of the disaster relief funds had been embezzled, and several bigwigs in the House of Lords were dismissed as a result. The white-collar worker said admiringly.

"These things are not your care, and if you are idle to worry about these things, you might as well care about what you will eat at noon today." The shopkeeper interjected.

"What the fifth master said is that we, the little people who fight rice, are also complaining here." Huang Mao smiled and said, "But Fifth Master, do you have any advice on the current situation in the capital?" ”

The guests who ate breakfast in the store all pricked up their ears, and they all heard that when the shopkeeper was young, he was also a figure with a face on the capital road, but later he was betrayed by his brothers, and he quit the rivers and lakes in frustration and opened a breakfast shop here.

But even if he quits the rivers and lakes, he knows a lot of things that ordinary people don't know.

The shopkeeper glanced at the guests who were eating breakfast in the store and said, "This time the matter is very wide-ranging, what you have to do is to listen more, watch more, talk less, and do less." Don't hear that the wind is the rain, and be used as pawn and cannon fodder by others. ”

……

The Great Hall of the Upper House of Daqin.

"......, Xie Renjie is heinous, if such a person is not punished, the capital punishment will not be enough to serve the public, it will not be enough to show the sanctity of the laws of Great Qin, and it will not be enough to be angry with the people!" An official, who was almost wider than his height, ended his speech impassionedly.

"Now you know that the civilians are angry? When you were searching for people's fat and people's ointment, why didn't you think that it would arouse the anger of the people! After listening to this official's impassioned speech, many people slandered in their hearts.

"Seconded, Xie Renjie has no king's law and should be sentenced to death!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded! ……”

The dignitaries who had lost their relatives or loyal to Xie Renjie immediately jumped out to support the proposal to execute Xie Renjie.

Win Huang glanced at the Great Hall and found that Ying Zheng, Ying Jian and Ying Xuan in the first row, one looked up at the ceiling, the other looked down at the floor, and the other had blank eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bai Yushi in the second row sat there with a cold face, and the officials behind him were trembling; Meng Minghui listened hard with an ear behind his back, and Zhang Zhengping, the head of the Zhang family, and Wang Tianzong, the head of the Wang family, simply snored.

"Ahem!" Emperor Ying coughed and said, "Although what you said is true, our place is the Great Hall of the House of Lords, not the Supreme Court of the Empire; Today's discussion is about how to prevent this kind of incident from happening again, not about what crime Xie Renjie has committed. So, let's get back to business! ”

After Emperor Win spoke, the Great Hall could hear the pins dropping, and the nobles who danced the most stopped talking.

"Since everyone doesn't speak, then I'll throw out my opinion and let's discuss it." Emperor Ying saw that after he spoke, the venue fell silent, so he said.

"The reason why there is such a serious violence in the Empire is because there are too many armed forces in private hands, and I hereby propose that private armed forces should be registered, and the number of private armed forces should be determined by title, and at least less should be created to have private armed forces." The voice of the Emperor resounded throughout the Great Hall.

"Against!"

"Against!"

"Against! ……”

As soon as Winning Huang's voice fell, the lobby was like a hornet's nest that had been poked, and countless people immediately jumped up to oppose it.

Joke! These magnates dare to ride on the heads of the people of Great Qin to make a fortune, and that is not because they have force that the people of Great Qin cannot match.

If there is no superior force, in Daqin, which established the country by force, dares to oppress the people, believe it or not, the next day, everyone's head may be hung at the door of the house.

Now that the foundation of his home and life has been threatened, who cares what Xie Renjie has done, first protect his roots, and then talk about anything else!

Even Ying Zheng, Ying Jian, and Ying Xuan, who were sitting in the first row, and the four major gate lords who were sitting in the second row, also showed different expressions, and they didn't understand what the purpose of Ying Huang's proposal was that it was impossible to pass.

"I just saw that the meeting was a little cold, so I expressed my opinion, since all Aiqing unanimously opposed, then all Aiqing will say their own opinions." Emperor Ying pressed his hand and said with a smile.

"Hmmm! How to prevent the recurrence of such incidents should be well discussed. ”

"Yes, yes! What can be done to prevent such incidents from happening again? ”

"This kind of incident should be prevented from happening again......"

The nobles in the Great Hall immediately began to discuss, of course, all some unnutritious nonsense.

They're afraid! They were afraid that the Winning Emperor was making something that scared people to death.

It's basically impossible to pass, but what if? In case it passes, who are they going to cry to?

The Great Hall of the House of Lords was in the midst of a heated discussion, but what useful proposals could be discussed—who knows!