Chen Tongpao was not panicked, only raised his eyebrows slowly, and asked him, "What happened?" ”

Jie Wenwu pinched the official document stubbornly: "Many homeless people who have escaped from Henan are rushing into the southern pass of Gyeonggi in groups, if they rush into the capital, will they not break into a catastrophe!" ”

Liu Mian opened his mouth straight, and his face was as white as paint: "How many people?" ”

"They handed over the report, and there was no specific number at all, just an estimate of tens of thousands." Jiewen Wudao.

"It doesn't matter if they are 10,000 or 100,000," Gao Jizhi waved his hand, "This kind of mob should not be tolerated and nurtured by their treacherous nature." It is advisable to issue an urgent order immediately, and if the people do not accept the rules, they should use force to drive them away! ”

"If it triggers a civil uprising......"

Liu Mian was about to continue, but was interrupted by Gao Jizhi: "You think too much." These homeless people are only here in search of food, and as long as they continue to cut off their livelihood, they dare not take risks. ”

The two were still in doubt, and Chen Tongpao first expressed his support: "What Gao Shangshu said is very right, but I have to add one more point. Even if they really rebel, they are rebellious ministers and thieves, and this nature will change. Who in the court would dare to talk about this? Please rest assured. ”

Jie Wenwu glanced at Liu Mian, and the two of them understood, so he said: "I will go back to the office to write an official document, all according to the idea of the ministry." ”

"Without further ado, I'll go to the Taimiao Temple to accompany the sacrifice first, and you can come later." Liu Mian stood up and saluted.

"I understand." Jie Wenwu hurriedly walked out.

The defenders of Nanguan looked down at the city wall, and the displaced people had already set up their shacks and curled up on the road, intending to survive in the cold winter months.

"Let us go into Beijing!" Many people could not bear the hunger and began to pound on the tin gates.

"Why haven't you answered from above......" the officer said irritably, slamming his fist against the wall.

"Just wait." Several lieutenant generals also looked at the situation under the city together, feeling worried.

"Wait?" The officer snorted, "If you wait for these people, they're going to pull the flag and rebel!" ”

"It's coming!"

The officer followed the shout and saw a soldier hurrying up the tower, holding a letter in his hand, panting heavily.

"This is Suke-sama's reply, please take a look at it!" He strode forward and handed the letter to him.

"What about the people sent by the military department?" The officer asked as he opened the letter.

He gave the next few words, and he had no intention of lingering.

"Strange ......," the officer frowned, and instead stared at the few short lines of the letter: "The foraging people must not be put into Gyeonggi, and all of them should be driven to Hebei, so as not to worry the imperial court." If you can't persuade them with warm words, and even arbitrarily rush into the pass, you can be regarded as anti-people and killed. ’

"What did Jiegong write?" The lieutenants also wanted to lean over to take a look.

"See for yourselves," the officer sighed heavily, his face pale, "and tell the horses of the battalions to be ready at all times...... I'll go and persuade them first. ”

The lieutenants were puzzled, until they read the content of the letter, they all looked at each other in amazement: "This ......"

The officer walked to the wall again, looked at the people who were gathering more and more, and shouted, "Everyone! General Ben has something to say! The capital has not had a good time lately, please transfer to Hebei, where there is grain and land, enough for you to live! ”

"It took us a lot of hard work to barely get to Gyeonggi, and you still let us go back, we would have starved to death by then!" The outcasts' anger was palpable, and they continued to bang on the gates, banging and banging.

"Open the door! Open the door! "Several hands were stretched out from the crowd and went directly to the crack of the door.

The officer watched everything with a solemn gaze, and slowly spit out a few words to the people beside him: "Let's do it." ”

"Please go to the head of the household, Liu Mian, to play—"

Liu Mian held the notebook in his hand and knelt down outside the palace gate, seeing that the emperor in the room was wearing a robe and was kneeling in front of the portrait of the first emperor.

"The minister has his own music."

A eunuch came over, took the book, and stood under the golden plaque of the temple to read: "The household department has a surplus of 32.48 million taels this year, and the provinces are in good weather, and there are no displaced people, and there will be a good year after winter!" ”

"Guotai and the people are safe, the emperor is sage!" Liu Mian and many ministers who accompanied the sacrifice shouted long live and fell to their knees.

The palace was filled with singing and music, and the emperor made his first offering, prayed to the first emperor, and then bowed his head to the cold ground.

Bang!

The cannon on the city wall rang out, and a cannonball smashed into the crowd, raising puffs of blood-colored smoke and screaming into the sky. The city gate was also opened, and two teams of horses were dispatched from the pass, holding their swords and guns tightly, and galloped towards the homeless people.

"The minister's civil and military affairs have a play!"

The eunuch took the recital of the Ministry of War again, and once again stretched out his voice and read: "The Ministry of War has reorganized the border army this year, which has made the captives far away, and the expenses have been reduced compared with last year, and there is no need to worry about external troubles!" ”

"Your Majesty! Ten thousand years of the country! This time, the sound was even louder, and several adults in the military department celebrated with their hands, but Ye Yongjia was speechless, only listening to their words of praise: "It is really bathed in the holy virtues of Your Majesty, and every inch of land is peaceful and prosperous!" ”

After the emperor finished his salute, he bowed to the first emperor.

Bang!

The sound of artillery rang out again in the sky, the collapsed shacks were filled with piles of corpses, and the army shouted with all its might, chasing the fleeing homeless like lambs.

"The officials have been deposed this year, obeyed the holy will, coordinated the hundred officials, and did not make the virtuous and foolish lose their positions, and the government and government were out of harmony, and the country was fortunate!"

"The Emperor Shengming!"

The chief steward Shen actually put all the six recitals on the incense table, and the emperor murmured to the god card: "If the father and emperor have the spirit in the sky, and see that his son has this world, he should ......be blinded" He then closed his eyes and kowtowed to the statue for the last time.

Bang!

"Stop! Didn't you hear me when I told you to stop! The officer pushed the artillery away fiercely, "All the people are dead!" ”

He stared stunned at the blood-red scenery in front of the pass, and the group of unclothed corpses were almost piled up into a hill, almost half as high as a city gate.

"Let's clean up the scene first and count how many people have died." The officer's tone was very weak.

Suddenly, the road in front of him was almost cleared, but the officer still stood still.

"How many ......," he asked softly.

"More than 10,000 people died in the anti-democratic communist."

"Report the news to the military department," the officer's eyes were already red, "In addition, find the other fleeing homeless people, escort them to the border of Hebei, and complete the mission above." ”

After the sacrifice, Jie Wenwu still sat in the yamen of the military department every day, waiting for news from Nanguan. Suddenly, on this day, he received a reply from there: 'The matter has been settled peacefully, and most of the people who have died against the people are enough to make the prestige of the governor's office, and the displaced people in the two provinces will no longer dare to act recklessly.' ’