With the continuous propaganda of the officials of the imperial court, the news of Moqiu's death finally spread completely.

The celebration scene that was in full swing before has turned into a vegetable market in the blink of an eye, and some people even cry regardless of their image.

Some rangers who admired Moqiu and the prestige of the Mo family from various states were the most excited, even if they knew that there were Jinyi guards to take care of them, they still caused a lot of trouble.

Especially the guy who shouted "Ink Hill Falls" was punched several times in the face and mouth, and blood flowed out.

If it weren't for the timely arrival of Jinyiwei, I am afraid that he would have been beaten to death by the excited people.

Seeing this riot happening on such a festive day, Xiao Ying couldn't help but hold Gu Dan's sleeve and whispered, "Uncle Gu, aren't you going to help them?" ”

Gu Dan took a deep breath, and with his ability, he was naturally able to see farther and hear farther.

It was able to stop the official who was propagating the news even before he was beaten.

But he didn't move.

"I'm not going to be there all the time."

Gu Dan said: "Before something irreversible happens, let me see what they are capable of. ”

It is true that individual power can threaten the ruler of a country, but the Grand Master is far from enough to truly control the world.

When necessary, it is necessary to take care of it, and it will not refuse.

But if he had to do everything, what was the purpose of the Xia Dynasty?

Since Wang Mang dared to announce the news of Moqiu's fall today, he should have made enough preparations.

You can't hope that he will come forward and use force to forcibly subdue the agitated people, right?

If you can't even do that, it's too disappointing.

Gu Dan watched silently, and soon, the chaotic rangers were taken down on the spot by the Jinyi guards - these Jinyi guards were the group of people from Wang Mangtang's mouth before, and they were also the ones he trusted the most.

Even if you don't have the talent to run the country, it's good to be a knife in the hands of a monarch.

Jin Yiwei's attack was not light, and he went up three times and divided five by two, knocked the group of rangers to the ground, tied them with ropes and took them away.

In broad daylight, this is a rather familiar scene, which makes the people who are already in the Xia Dynasty at this time can't help but recall the days when they stayed in the big moon.

Especially the aborigines of the imperial capital.

This scene is so familiar!

Except that Jin Yiwei didn't draw his sword, he couldn't see any difference at all.

Gu Dan even saw an old man ask his child with a frightened face, "What year is it?" Is it the Xia Dynasty or the Great Moon? ”

"Didn't you say that the saints founded the country? How is it still this virtue? ”

"Didn't you hear from them? The saints are dead! The saint is dead, of course there are scum wearing the skin of the saint to ascend to the throne, disgusting, disgusting! Even when people die, they still have to use their name, I'm sorry! ”

"If the saint is gone, who is the emperor? What deeds did he have, what virtues did he have?! ”

Not only the rangers, but even some readers have stood up.

They didn't swing their fists or swords, but the words that could come out of one mouth were not inferior to those of swords!

Some of these people are because they really can't get used to the big moon and don't want to join the world; There is also a part of it that saw the beginning of the Xia Dynasty and the lack of officials to rush to the imperial capital, and at the foot of the Son of Heaven, there must be the most opportunity, which is indisputable.

But no matter what kind of scholar it is, he naturally expects a holy monarch in his heart.

The human heart is not easy to measure, but it is also easy to measure.

Everyone says that you are a saint and admires your virtues, that is really appreciating and liking.

They had gathered because of the fame and virtue of Murqiu, and they wanted to work under such a saint.

Fortunately, the saint was gone.

And looking at this early preparation, there must have been news a long time ago, but it was just triggered but not sent, and it will be announced after the wood is already in the boat and everyone is coaxed over!

Sinister intentions!

His heart can be punished!

All the bad things are done!

If there is one saint missing, you must find a wicked person to make up for it.

As the first emperor of the Xia Dynasty who stole the fruits of the sage's victory in the eyes of everyone, Wang Mang was the best target.

Countless people who had greeted him with joy and joy at the time of his ride on the dragon chariot did not hesitate to greet his whole family in the most vicious words at this time.

"The saint has fallen, and the jackal is in charge! The country is no longer a country, and there is no peace in the sky! ”

There was even a scholar with gray hair and beard, dressed in a shabby robe, lying on the ground and crying, his mouth still breathing.

After someone took the lead in this way, all kinds of verbal and written criticisms naturally took turns.

"Who is the one who sat on the dragon chariot before? How is it that before the founding of the country, I had never heard half a wisp of wind and had been doing things in the name of a saint? ”

"To coax us here just to announce the news that the saint has died? That being the case, this Xia Dynasty, don't wait! ”

"Tear the tiger skin of the saint so that he can be covered by his yellow robe, and he has no faith and no righteousness; The news spread, and the Jinyi guard had already prepared for it, and he must have known it a long time ago, but he refused to let the saint look away, which is unkind and unvirtuous! No faith, no righteousness, no benevolence and no virtue, dare to be the emperor of the founding of the country?! ”

All kinds of doubts and abuses are endless, and all the spearheads are aimed at Emperor Xia, Wang Mang!

As the emperor of a country, when the people are angry and don't know how to vent, it is right to scold the emperor.

Don't ask what this matter has to do with you, just say if he is the emperor!

Since you have become the emperor and enjoy the authority of the emperor, you naturally have to bear the abuse that the emperor should have endured, and it is impossible for you to take advantage of all the good things.

In the face of the surging crowd of abuse, the group of brocade guards did not move.

Zhong Yan, who was now the commander of the Jinyi Guard, just glanced coldly at the group of disrespectful readers.

If it weren't for Emperor Xia's order and not controlling people with words, none of these people would be able to run away today.

The group of scholars who were ready to sacrifice their lives for righteousness waited for a while, and even they were almost tired of scolding, and the group of brocade guards didn't have any reaction!

Instead of please, this made them even angrier.

There was also a bold stunned young man, who actually ran in front of Zhong Yan and shouted: "You rats, where did you hide the body of the saint?" Thieves of the country! ”

Zhong Yan, who originally didn't say a word, showed a mocking look in his eyes, "We are thieves who steal the country?" When Yuzhou was hit by the disaster, where were you scholars? When we were providing disaster relief, where were you scholars? When we were in turmoil everywhere, where were you scholars?

After learning a few words and studying for a few years, I thought I was the number one person, pointing and criticizing everywhere. said that Emperor Xia had no virtue. Where is your virtue? On your mouths? ”

After such a series of questions, the reckless stunned blue face turned red and white, and after a while, he scolded: "We are here for the saint!" It is natural to do things for saints. What kind of thing are you bastards, who founded a country in the name of saints, and you are also worthy? ”

The sarcasm in Zhong Yan's eyes was even more serious, "Oh? Want to follow the saints? When did the Mo family close the door? The saint was born for more than ten years, and the Mo family followed him for more than ten years. Could it be that you were not born in your mother's womb ten years ago, so you missed it? Today, I finally grew up as an adult, and finally got the approval of my father and mother, and I want to come over to join the saint? ”

"You, you."

The reckless reader was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently.

Just looking at his appearance, his beard is already half a finger long, how can he just become an adult?

These words were clearly yin and yang to anger him, the saint refused to join the Mo family when he was alive, and when he heard the news of the founding of the country, he hurried to defect.

Whether he came to defect to the Mo family or to defect to the official position, he knew in his heart.

"The dignified brocade guards will only take advantage of their tongues!"

After holding back for a long time, the scholar finally said a complete sentence, raised his neck, and his red face was full of unyielding, like a loyal and fearless warrior, "I'm standing here, you can't kill me!" ”

"Huh."

Zhong Yan didn't hesitate at all, and the long knife in his hand directly pressed the shoulder of the reckless scholar.

The coldness of the iron touched the warm skin, and the hairs began to tremble.

The crown of the scholar's teeth had already begun to tremble, and his eyes were still staring at Zhong Yan without saying a word.

He was really ready to die.

Zhong Yan's long knife slashed!

The sound of breaking the wind is set off!

The reckless reader stood there, his legs trembling, but he did not struggle, only his eyes were filled with infinite anger.

Then he saw Zhong Yan walking away with the knife, and faintly there was a voice that reverberated in countless verbal and written criticisms.

"Kind of a man."

The reckless reader touched his neck and then his head.

It's still there.

The blood that welled up in his head began to retreat rapidly.

The fear of death came to my heart.

He heard the continuous cursing and insulting of Emperor Xia around him, and watched Zhong Yan gradually move away with his knife, and stood on the spot for a while, his expression dazed and at a loss.

It's a little unclear.

And this is just a colorful corner that Gu Dan can see.

Similar but not quite the same scenes are constantly staged in the imperial capital.

How many people Wang Mang recruited in the name of Moqiu before, how many people were scolding him at this time.

Especially after discovering that Jinyiwei would not arrest people for his words, the voice of abuse became more and more arrogant and rampant, and it was taken for granted.

Why didn't this thief arrest people for his words?

Because of a guilty conscience, of course!

As long as a scholar wants to scold a person, no matter what he does, whether it is good or bad, there are thousands of reasons and willingness to insult, and it sounds very reasonable at a glance.

Before, when they were in Dayue, they didn't dare to scold, because if they scolded, they would really be killed, and they might not kill one.

But what the Xia Dynasty is talking about is pursuing the morality of the Mo family - although some people don't even know what the morality of the Mo family is, but since they want to pursue morality, it must not be the same as Da Yue, right?

Otherwise, why change the name to the Xia Dynasty, and be the big moon?

If it is a saint, they can naturally bow their heads to their ears, but since they are bastards who ascended to the throne on their own in the name of a saint, of course, no amount of scolding is enough.

Even if Wang Mang has quietly ordered that there is no need to arrest people for his words, unless it is a guy who insults Mo Qiu with him, there is not much time, and the prisons, dungeons, and even heavenly prisons in the imperial capital are all full!

It's not that those people really committed such a big crime, and they have to find a place to watch the prisoners, right?

Most of the people who were captured by Jinyiwei were rangers who came to the imperial capital from various states with the enthusiasm in their hearts, or simply heard that Moqiu had been spread several times, and even arranged countless stories.

This group has some martial arts, but not much; People who understand a little morality, but don't understand too much, are the ones who can most disturb public order.

Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, and it is not just talk.

If the Mo family does not enter the court, no matter how good the reputation of the people is, they will not get a good face from the officials.

It's true for both right and wrong!

This group of rangers does not have the same high requirements of the Mo family as for the ink people, and they want to hold a murder weapon to perform chivalrous justice, what their sex is, whether it is good or bad, it is really hard to say.

But in any case, it is a big deal to catch so many people!

Zhong Yan, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, had already rushed to the palace to inform Emperor Xia.

"Now the prison, the dungeon, and even the prison are all full, and they can't even fit people. So much so that the brothers had to tie up the rangers with ropes outside the prison and send a few more men to guard them. Several of them were good at martial arts, and when they resisted, four brothers died. ”

Zhong Yan reported seriously.

After listening, Wang Mang did not hesitate, and immediately said: "Those rangers who only caused a small riot, collect their weapons, warn, and then let them go." As for those who resist and kill people in anger, they don't have to wait, they just push them out and behead them in front of everyone! ”

Zhong Yan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but say: "Those people will never be grateful for this incident, they will only laugh at you for killing people and not dare to kill more." In this way, it is difficult to establish authority, and it is difficult to deter the remaining group of people, do you want to kill a few more? ”

Wang Mang shook his head, "Governing the country and managing the hall is not the same. What we want to do is not to show the people of one place, but to the people of the world. Now they are making a fierce fuss, but how many people are there in the imperial capital? How many people are there in the entire Xia Kingdom? I don't have much to boast about, and it's normal for me to be scolded for a few words, and it's normal for people to be unconvinced.

As long as there is no fatality, you can open the net. After all, I'm a lucky founder of the country, and I can't find a few in the annals of history, right? Don't say that they are not convinced, in exchange for me, I also have to scold a few words. ”

has just ascended the throne, Wang Mang has not even adapted to calling himself me, but in front of his old subordinates, it doesn't matter, and he is even in the mood to make a joke.

But as soon as the words changed, Wang Mang's expression became serious, "But those who dare to take advantage of the chaos to be ruthless to others, even murderers, one counts as one, and if they are caught, they will be killed directly!" Kill until no one dares to do it! Tell them that it is now the era of the Xia Dynasty, and lawlessness is not tolerated! It's still the big moon in troubled times, so don't blame it for being ruthless! ”

"Yes!"

Zhong Yan nodded in response and walked away quickly.

After several years of war and chaos in the Great Moon, even the rangers in this land have begun to grow wild in their hearts, and they are used to a lawless life, and even take these things for granted, and even act like before, thinking that no one will arrest them, where is such a good thing?

Facts have proved that the first thing that any country or emperor is on the throne is the sword soldiers and warriors.

Wang Mang looked around at the empty hall.

By this time, there was no one beside him.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Wang Mang was as calm as a Buddha statue.

Brother Gu, I'm trying to be a good emperor, have you seen all this today?

Can you agree with it?

(End of chapter)