In fact, this kind of siege, when he had not arrived in Fuzhou City before, Du Chengan had already rehearsed and arranged in advance, of course, this was not what was planned in the arrangement at that time.

After all, Du Chengan originally thought that with this division in his hands, it might be difficult to take Fuzhou City, but who could have imagined it.

Duoduo actually gave Fuzhou such a big gift.

The soldiers of the Han army who rushed in did not become worthless servants in their eyes in the end, and in the end, these so-called Nikans picked up the steel knives in their hands.

Stubbornly guarded the gate of Fuzhou before the arrival of the Heavenly Tiger Army.

It is the best help for the Heavenly Tiger Army, which is rushing in, you must know that in this period, it is often necessary for a city to attack it.

Although there are many methods, there is still no escape from this traditional siege warfare.

What is tradition?

The tradition is that either you deal with the gates, or you deal with the defenders on the walls...

Of course, if there is an artillery division here at this moment, the situation will be different in an instant, after all, the Armstrong breech-loading rifled gun equipped by the artillery division of the Tianhu Army can directly solve the big killer of the city wall.

"Three Brigades! Surround the entire Fuzhou City, if you let Lao Tzu go, be careful that I ask you! ”

"Yes!"

The style of the Heavenly Tiger Army is hard-working.

And almost every infantry division has different personality characteristics because of the different commanders, and the eighth division of the Tianhu Army is this seemingly elegant and peaceful Du Chengan.

And the "elegant flat core" up...

"Brothers! Follow me! Surround Fuzhou! ”

On the artillery position, all the artillery quickly set up the new artillery, and the muzzle of the gun was directly facing the city of Fuzhou, although there was only one artillery battalion.

But Du Chengan is already very satisfied with this.

"Extend inward, and blow up the fuck for me when you're trained well! The people of Fuzhou City have long run away, and this official is not afraid of hurting the innocent! ”

"Yes! Artillery battalion, extended bombardment! Ready to reload! ”

The artilleryman quickly pulled out the ordered gunpowder shells from the ammunition box on the side, and the sheen of the brass-colored metal was telling: "Look! How expensive I am..."

Cannonballs are a precious thing, but Zhu Youzhen doesn't care about it.

As long as it can be useful, Zhu Youzhen is not stingy...

... The battle for Fuzhou City gradually entered the final stage.

...

Daming, Shaanxi.

Li Zicheng didn't understand, he looked at the straw sandals on the soles of his feet, looked at the post clothes he was wearing, why he could be laid off overnight.

He doesn't understand ...

So, he decided to go to the yamen and ask the parents of the state and county officials for an explanation...

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

The heavy drums sounded in front of the yamen...

Yinchuan Mansion, also known as Xingqing Mansion, is located in the Hetao, the land is fertile, and the Yellow River flows through it at this time to alluvial a large amount of sediment here, forming a large alluvial plain.

Despite its location in the northern part of Shaanxi, it is capable of producing a large number of rice crops.

However, due to the frequent droughts in recent years, only those land near the river bank or next to water conservancy facilities can have a good harvest.

Otherwise, irrigation becomes a problem, not to mention how much grain the crops will be able to gather by the fall.

"Who is beating the drum here?"

When the drums sound, there will be grievances among the people.

This is a rule that has been handed down since ancient times, and Zhu Youzhen has not canceled this article since he ascended the throne.

On the contrary, he encouraged the people to pick up the drumstick at the entrance of the yamen when they encountered injustices around them, and to hammer the cowhide drum used to appeal grievances!

If you encounter inaction on the part of local officials, or when you are unable to solve the problem.

Then go to the nearest place, find the East Factory, and let the people of the East Factory find a way for you...

Of course, if you are really afraid of the East Factory, you can even send a message by sending a letter...

And when the gate of the yamen was opened, a servant came out of it.

Li Zicheng's eyes turned red instantly, and he knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please let the old man be the master of the people!" Call the shots for the little ones! ”

"What's your grievance!? Well? Enter the door and say to our prefect, don't cry here! ”

Seeing that the servant was a little displeased, Li Zicheng hurriedly wiped a handful of tears with his black and smelly sleeves, which were actually perhaps, non-existent...

"Yes, yes, yes.." Li Zicheng, who lowered his head, escaped like a child..

He was still a little afraid of such a place in his heart, so after entering the yamen, he walked relatively slowly, and the more he walked, the more panicked he became, and the more he walked, the more panicked he became.

This.. Why is the yamen of this state capital so deep..

How did this official man live in such a big place...

And himself, there is no room and no land, not only that, but at this age, he has not begged for a wife, and he has to face the risk of being laid off.

If there is still this post man, those big-footed women in the countryside can reluctantly accept themselves.

But so far...

Li Zicheng couldn't help but feel sad, "The right to treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor."

It is different from what he imagined, the yamen of the state capital is splendid, flowers, birds, fish and insects, idle courtyards, and scattered courtyards, among which the officials are all wine bags and rice bags, lying leisurely in rocking chairs and enjoying the shade in the court.

This time.. All he saw was court officials in their robes who were walking in a hurry.

Li Zicheng was a little puzzled, what are these officials doing?

Seeing that he was leading himself, the official who entered the gate bowed his hand when he met people.

Although Li Zicheng felt that this was very funny, and it was a little too flattering, but after thinking about his original status as a post officer, he also ate imperial food from the imperial court.

Should I bow my hand too?

Li Zicheng still decided to do it.

"Hello sir.."

"The master is busy?.."

"I'm in a good mood when I came here this morning."

The officials who came and went could see that it might be another citizen who came to complain about grievances, but although the torn jacket worn by this person could no longer see the original color.

But faintly you can still see a big post word.

This undoubtedly also explains the identity of Li Zicheng, a small person born in Mizhi, Shaanxi...

is holding back the discomfort in his heart.

Repeating the boring salute over and over again.

"Alright... This is it, you wait here, I'll inform the prefect, and I'll come to see you in a moment.."

"Good, good.." Li Zicheng just wanted to salute.

I saw that the official waved his hand and said: "The people who come here are all the people in the state capital, and they are all treated equally to our prefects, you must pay attention when the time comes, everything you must say is true!" There's no need to be too vain..."

"Yes, yes! The small people will be.. I will tell the adults that everything is true."

"Hmm.." Nodding his head, the official stepped back to his post at the gate.