Chapter Eighty-Three: The Prince
Before dawn, Zhang Yan came to Wei Hou, and at this time there were four palace lamps hanging in front of the door, shining brightly.
The three golden words "Weihou Mansion" on the door are bright and bright, but at this time, it seems that it makes people feel a little ironic, and the most important thing is that the soldiers in front of the door have changed.
Now in the city, all of them have been suppressed by Fan Wen one by one, and they have been flattened by the general trend, and there is no voice higher than the Fan family in a county.
At a glance, there were already more than 20 people, all of whom were families and officials, divided into several groups and whispered.
Zhang Yan swept his eyes, saw Li Tao, hurriedly went up, caught up, and said, "Brother Li Shi came early!
Li Tao smiled: "It's not too late, it's not too late, as long as it's a little earlier than Master Fan." ”
As he spoke, both of them looked a little treacherous, and as they were talking, they heard neat footsteps in the distance, and both of them turned around and came out, and saw a car parked, and Fan Wen calmly stepped over.
Fan Wen was wearing a red official robe, and walked out slowly, looking forward to it, majestic and intimidating, at this time, everyone present stepped forward and bowed: "I've seen adults!"
But he didn't specify the specific name, which made Fan Wen very satisfied, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, let's invite all the adults to enter the hall together!"
Everyone bowed down to obey the order and followed Fan Wen into the hall.
This hall is the council hall, paved with a color of blue bricks, the hall is profound, can give a hundred people to discuss matters, the high platform is five steps, there is a big seat on it, everyone followed in, and saw Fan Wen go straight up, and suddenly shocked in his heart: "Is this person going to usurp it immediately?"
But when he saw that he walked to the high platform, he did not sit down, but stood and glanced around, and many people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the blink of an eye, in the silence, a group of guards of the Fan Mansion followed them with their swords, and their footsteps entered the hall, and they were divided into left and right.
These situations were imprinted in Fan Wen's eyes one by one, and at the moment, his hands were raised lightly, signaling to everyone, and everyone looked at Fan Wen one after another, looking at his next step.
Fan Wen's voice resounded from the high platform: "Ladies and gentlemen, everyone must know the situation now, the flood is pouring down, the swamp is a hundred miles, it is really sad!"
Speaking of this, his tone became grim, and he glanced around: "The marquis of the county died, the prince was unfortunately killed, the country cannot be said to be ownerless, although the county is small, it must not be sloppy, the first thing is to establish the grandson Wei Wu as the Marquis of Wei here." ”
When they heard this, they looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Fan Wen stood and watched, showing a hint of a smile: "Of course, the first thing is to perform a funeral, but the son of man is filial, regardless of the Son of Heaven and the princes and the people, they must be dedicated to the ceremony, the princes are mourned by the month, there are twenty-seven funerals, and the grandson should set an example, and he should do his best to be filial piety, and then officially ascend the throne after the twenty-seventh day!"
Speaking of this, everyone was dumbfounded: "And the grandson is still young, and he has to perform filial piety for three years, and he must not be dishonest, so the official will serve as the prefect, and the detailed political affairs will be presided over by the official, and the major events will be discussed together, so that the military affairs will not be missed, and the grandson can fulfill the duties of filial piety." ”
"We are all full of historical books, this is the time when the safety of the county is in danger, this is an extraordinary change, there is a rite and a right, now we can only follow the right, I don't know what your lords have on the above articles, huh?!" Speaking of this, Fan Wen looked around with a cold face.
At this time, there was a stirring in the audience, Fan Wen's faint eyes swept over, but they all calmed down, and after a moment Li Tao stepped forward and said: "What the adults said is that at this time, it is irretrievable for non-adults, and as the prefect, the lower officials will meet the lord of the mansion!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and bowed, and everyone looked at each other, and immediately shouted in unison: "What Lord Fan said is, meet Lord Fujun!"
Fan Wen stood on the high platform, and when he saw everyone bowing and saluting, his heart suddenly became hot, and there was a moment of blur, but he had been an official for decades and quickly became vigilant.
He was already the prefect and the actual master of the entire Hongming County, and he looked at these families and officials saluting and said, "Everyone, get up! ”
"The first thing is to look for the body of the ancestor, if you can't find it, you will dress it in a proper manner, and go directly to the court to ask the court to give you a nickname. ”
"The second thing is to inform the whole county that the grandson will succeed to the Marquis of Wei, and the official will serve as the prefect, which will stabilize the overall situation, and it is not too late to discuss some details. ”
Below Zhang Yan listened, his eyes flashed, and he darkened.
Fan Wen is worthy of being born in a family, and he has been in politics for a long time, and he can't find any flaws in these things.
Seeing that the officials of the family in the audience knew each other like this, Fan Wen couldn't help but be a little satisfied, and continued: "The third thing, Huang Shen was appointed as the county lieutenant in charge of the city defense, and Zheng Xing succeeded him as the commander of the military guard. ”
Suddenly, both of them came out of the ranks, bowed and said, "Xie Fujun." ”
The other people all had complicated faces, and in this way, they were controlled inside and outside the city.
Immediately below, he saw Fan Wen laughing cruelly: "The black armor guard is responsible for protecting the Hou Ye and the prince, but someone rebelled and assassinated the prince, this is a big crime!"
"Come on, pull all the people above the black armor guard fire chief to the front of the palace and behead them!"
"Yes!" Suddenly, I saw more than a dozen officers being pulled out, some were silent, some were pulled, and they screamed: "My lords, my lords, this is none of our business...... Wronged......"
"Kill, not killing is not enough to punish the rebellion!" Fan Wenge smiled and said, his determination had been made, and no one could stop him at this time, only listening to the screams outside the hall, and the faint sound of a knife cutting off the head, which immediately made everyone present feel terrified.
"The black-armored guards can't be trusted to rebel, but the grandson can't do without guards, and the mansion should be rebuilt, Fan Chenglin!"
After drinking this, I saw a tall, black-faced officer come out, this man with bright eyes, came forward and knelt.
"The Black Armor Guard plotted to cancel the name and rebuild it can be called Yulin Wei, this government appointed you as the commander of the guards, responsible for protecting the safety of the grandson, understand?"
Fan Chenglin bowed heavily and said, "The lower officials understand, please rest assured." ”
Li Tao has been listening, and sighed in his heart, this disposition has completely hollowed out the grandson, and the surrounding soldiers have been replaced by people from the Fan Mansion, and there is no more chance, this Fan Wen is really ruthless and accurate.
"Tsing Yi Pavilion is also going to be rebuilt, Li Bo, you were originally a deacon, so you will serve as a cabinet officer. ”
Li Bo also bowed, kowtowed, and said, "Yes!"
A series of adjustments was complete, and the city was basically controlled, and Fan Wen smiled: "Everything else is in place." ”
At this time, the people below were all relieved, this did not exceed the bottom line of the people below, and they saluted together at the moment: "The prince of the house is wise." ”
Fan Wen smiled, changed his words again, and said: "It was the system just now, and now what we have to do is political affairs, first of all, we must order the people of the whole city to go out together to collect the drowned corpses and bury them. I will open the granary, provide relief to the people, and provide them with three meals a day, without deduction.
"Secondly, it is necessary to open a canal to divert the water and clean up the stagnant water in the city, after the flood is malaria, which has been the case for many years, and quickly order people to ask the Taoist palace chief to expel the sick, and at the same time order the officials to allocate drugs for the treatment of malaria. ”
"Thirdly, after the water in the city is cleared, the broken river embankment will be repaired throughout the city, and it is now spring in March, followed by the summer rainstorm, and I don't want to see any more floods in the city under my rule. ”
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the audience was solemn and saluted in unison: "Yes!"
"You all retreat, organize people, and get these important things done!" Fan Wen stood up, with a smile on his face, and arched his hand.
Everyone in the audience should be awe-inspiring, dare not disobey, and come out one after another.
Seeing that everyone was rushing out, there was no one in the hall, Fan Wen looked around the high platform, he used to stand below, looking at the dignity and majesty of the people above, and now he said that he was standing here.
All kinds of emotions are really difficult to summarize, and I can't help but wander around the upper seat.
Dao Palace
The water mirror in the hall flickered, showing the scenes in the city, only to see that the suburbs of the city were in a mess after the flood, and the corpses were floating in the water, and there were ruined houses and tiles everywhere.
On a street, a middle-aged woman who was still alive collapsed on a waterlogged street, her face was dark, coughing, and the whole city was too numerous to mention, all of which were left over from the flood, and many of the people who survived the flood had suffered from malaria.
After the catastrophe, there was a great epidemic, and this was the case in ancient times.
However, in the distance, there was already the sound of gongs, and even a voice came: "Residents listen-Lord Fan has released grain, one grain per person!"
"The people who want to receive the food -- go to the square to register with their household registration, work in formation, and dig out the dead and sick in the house -- jaw-dropping!"
The city was divided into more than a dozen places, shouting and beating gongs, and the crowd on the street suddenly exploded, and hurriedly rushed out and headed towards the square.
In the Dao Palace, Dao Zheng is sitting on the cloud couch, and below is the deacon of the Inner Palace, and everyone can see this situation.
The last shot of the water mirror stayed on Fan Wen, and the rich red and yellow qi on his body was condensing, and he sighed at the moment: "Although this person has a destiny, his foundation is shallow, but he still has some skills, and if these measures go down, his luck will be condensed and formed." ”
The deacons replied, "Yes!"
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