Chapter 17 Make a writ of war with the people
The shouting officials were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, screaming, and tied up by the five flowers.
He struggled again, clinging to the flagpole and rising into the night sky.
"Whew, whew!"
The tooth-aching grinding sound, accompanied by the official's repeated gasps, reached his ears.
One can imagine how painful it is for his back to rub against the flagpole.
Zhu Yan and Chang Qingxue were used to seeing each other, so they only glanced at it and then withdrew their gaze.
The corners of Yang Xian's mouth twitched, he originally wanted to say a few words: "Under the rule of this mansion, how can you come and leave when you say you......"
"The government can be very tolerant of the people and colleagues, but if you ignore my tolerance, then don't blame me for being rude!"
And so on.
Then, he just punished him again.
As a result, I didn't expect that Xiao Wu Wang was more direct than himself, and he hung people up at once......
The people and other officials pointed and pointed at each other, and it took a long time before Yang Xian had a chance to continue talking.
He said with a straight face: "The reason why I said this just now is precisely because whether the farmland can be recultivated and whether Yangzhou can be revitalized is no longer the way for us to seek officials......
"It's the way to survive! If this government can't complete the plan it has set, it will definitely commit suicide in Yangzhou, and save Your Majesty from the crime of deceiving the king! ”
"Rank and order! There can be a few beats in life. Yang Xian said with a lot of emotion. I'm just going to tell you one thing, please consider yourself......"
"Yangzhou is the first place inspected by His Majesty after the founding of the country, and the world pays attention to it. If Yangzhou can be revitalized, the merits of the ranking should be immeasurable! ”
The officials blinked for a long time, and then they all exclaimed excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! It really should be like this. ”
Seeing that the scene was really aroused, Zhu Yan immediately said: "In the past! Before His Majesty attacked the city, he often made an alliance with all the soldiers and soldiers......"
"Today, this king and Yang Governor's Mansion, as well as all the villagers and colleagues, should also drink a glass of blood wine, and swear to revive Yangzhou City between heaven and earth!"
Zhu Yan's words fell, and Lu Mingyi took a few steps forward with a big rooster, and two small officials came over with a knife and a large porcelain bowl.
The bowl was already filled with fine wine.
As soon as the knife cut, the chicken's neck opened, and the blood slowly dripped into the bowl.
The rooster was in full view, and it didn't take long for him to stop moving.
Zhu Yan picked up the blood wine, faced the audience, and held it high above his head.
Yang Xian then shouted: "The land of Longxing is in Zhongli, and the rich country and the prosperous agriculture look at Yangzhou!" ”
Zhu Yan nodded, took a sip of blood wine, and handed it to Yang Xian.
Yang Xian also took a sip and handed it to Lu Mingyi.
After Lu Mingyi did so, he divided the blood wine into dozens of small cups and asked people to bring them to the stage.
Although there are not many wine glasses, there are always people who are infected or bite the bullet and take the initiative to reach out and take them.
They also took a sip and passed it on to the next one, and then they all shouted.
"The land of Longxing is in Zhongli, and the rich country and agriculture look at Yangzhou......"
The shouts went straight to the bullfight, and it lasted for a long time before it dispersed.
And when the people returned to their homes, they were all talking with joy.
"Oops! It seems that Yangzhou is really going to be revived. ”
"The prosperity of the past is about to be restored! Yes, yes. ”
"Let's have a hard-working little prince and prefect in Yangzhou!"
"This stage has been abandoned for many years, and now I see that there are big dramas to be staged one after another......"
The next morning, in a field covered with a thin layer of gray water, a few small officials were banging wooden signs on the side of the field.
"Xiao Wu Wang, Zhu Yan and Zhao Laohan Responsibility Field", "Prefect Yang Xian and Feng Dong Responsibility Field", "Wu Princess Chang Qingxue and Liang Xi Responsibility Field"
And so on, a field and a wooden sign are undulating, stretching towards the location of Ant Mountain.
In the field, Zhu Yan was barefoot, with trousers and sleeves, wielding a hoe, stepping back step by step in the gray water, and working hard to open up the wasteland.
The gray water bubbles up, and the brown soil turns over, revealing oily black and shiny soil.
Lu Mingyi rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and the officials and envoys next to him were already excited.
"Look, everyone! His Royal Highness King Wu actually drove to a ripe field. ”
Zhu Yan raised his head and grinned at Zhao Laohan, who was trembling and was about to go down to the field: "This is all the blessing of the old man!" Destined for a good harvest this fall......"
"No, no, no! I'm all stained with the king's light. Zhao Laohan waved his hand again and again in shame. The prince is blessed with good fortune, good people have good rewards!! ”
Yang Xian, who was in the middle of the crowd, also smiled unnaturally: "Yes, yes!" Your Highness is blessed by nature......"
He was mocking in his heart, if he was not blessed, could this kid have an old man who would be the emperor?!
Lu Mingyi nodded very earnestly, and took the lead in applauding again.
After a moment of thunderous applause, Yang Xiancai greeted: "Go!" It's time for the Honfu. ”
Under his leadership, the officials walked towards the gray water field next door.
Yang Xian was apprehensive, and under the gaze of his subordinates and the people, he took off his official boots and uniforms, and walked into the fields.
But as soon as the toes touched the dust, the cold and slippery feeling made him feel agitated, and he instinctively wanted to retreat.
But he mustered up his courage and quickly stepped into the field with both feet, only to pay no attention and almost fall forward.
Fortunately, Lu Mingyi reacted very quickly and held the prefect from behind. He heard Yang Xian's whisper that was about to suffocate.
At the same time, he noticed that Yang Xian had large goosebumps on both arms and neck.
I just went to the field, and my feet haven't stood firm yet?
This mansion is even worse than the little girl.
The voices around me also came and went.
"What's going on? It's just a field......"
"It's alright! Your Excellency. Are you feeling unwell? ”
"Could it be that the prefect is working too hard, and he is also suffering from blood loss like the prince!"
Listening to the discussions of the people and officials, Yang Xian knew that it would not work like this. After taking a few big breaths, he waved his hand to signal Lu Mingyi to let go, and he was able to stand firmly.
He tried to move a few steps, his breathing became even more unsmooth, and he said, "Hoe!" ”
Lu Mingyi took the hoe and handed it to Yang Xian.
"You go up." Yang Xian waved his hand and ordered Lu Mingyi to leave the field and slowly turned around.
He recalled in his mind how Zhu Yan held the hoe and waved the hoe just now.
Feeling that he already knew it, he immediately put on a posture, his hands went forward and backward, his wrists shook, and he raised his hoe.
Yang Xian is like this, at first glance, he really looks like this, which makes people have to admire his understanding.
However.
To everyone's surprise, the hoe was raised above his head, and with the whistling sound, Yang Xian's feet also softened......
The person inevitably fell on his back, and with a "porphyr" sound, his whole body fell into the gray cement mud.
"Ahh Fuzun ......"
"Lord Prefect!"
Abrupt screams also came and went.
Zhu Yan looked up at this time, he had expected this situation.
But at this time, he was more worried about the flying hoe not to hit people?!
Far and near, the people and soldiers also stopped waving their hoes and watched the farce in unison.