The cold wind whined, and without the urban lighting system that was only popularized in the industrial era, second-tier cities like Blackwater City in this era were dark and dreary at night. At this time, the carriage could only recognize the way by the faint light of the lantern hanging under the eaves.

In such weather, the wind and snow are blowing, and even if the driver is a handlebar style that has been played for many years, he does not dare to let go of the horse's temperament. From time to time, the handlebars should be lowered to make the horse's steps smaller, so as not to run off the wrong path, and to make it easier for the two young priests on either side of the cart to keep up.

In the middle of the carriage, the old man Ibn was dressed in his most formal long suit, holding the parchment of the Zoroastrian scriptures, his eyes closed and he did not know what he was thinking. At this time, the wind outside was stronger again, and the snow was dancing, so that the attendants outside the carriage were almost unable to open their eyes, and all the clothes on their bodies were as cold as iron, but they still ran with the carriage without saying a word.

It's just that this time the team is a little more numerous, and there are still a few old acquaintances who have been taken down by Wei Ye to ask for guilt. These people were carrying some murder weapons on their bodies, their faces were flushed, and they didn't know if they were frozen or overexcited.

The carriages were about to arrive at the gate of the county court, and the doorman on duty at the county court found such a group of people, and he held the lantern and just shouted: "Who are you?" No one answered him at all, only a few wolf-like parishioners pounced on him and wiped the neck of this sect cleanly!

The brothers of the Ma family, who had suffered a lot from a certain soldier, didn't even wipe the blood splashed on their faces, so they kicked the county gate so violently and rushed in!

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At this moment, the county court official house, as the county magistrate of the government affairs of Heishui City, Liu Chuang, was already ready to undress and lie down at this time. He was transferred to Liangzhou Border County, although his wife was placed in his hometown to support his parents, he still had two concubines by his side. Knowing that he was busy with government affairs these days, he was really fortunate, and the two concubines served him with some vinegar soup to quench his thirst, and then settled his lord to lie down.

But Liu Chuang drank vinegar soup, his spirit was better again, and he sat in front of a few cases in his clothes and was a little distracted. This Liu Mingting also belongs to the kind of person who is very self-motivated, but he can't help but snub the back house. The two concubines are both from small families, and the resentments of those penitent husbands looking for the marquis can't be pretentious, but their hearts are not a little empty.

Now it's so late, and their own lord is still sitting in a daze like this, they also know Liu Chuang's temperament that is keen on his career, and they don't dare to play any coquettish tricks, but they just stir up the charcoal fire in the stove for him.

Liu Chuang gently touched his beard, and his mind was slightly uncertain, a sudden snowstorm at the turn of summer and autumn, with the theory of Han Confucianism and the logic of the science of weft, this is a standard catastrophic event. As a local vassal, he had to wait for the snow to stop and deal with the follow-up, and also to ensure that the collection of autumn grain was not delayed by this heavy snow, but at the same time, as a standard Confucian bureaucrat, he was not immune to some vulgar habits of using celestial phenomena to contact affairs.

The snowflakes come out of six, which is the phase of the six yin, which is the most standard mention of the yin qi, and the yin qi is overflowing, and the owners are all fierce. Could it be that something big is going to happen in Blackwater City recently?

The snowflakes hit the window paper with the wind, making a small noise, which made Liu Mingting's thoughts fly too far.

In this place of Liangzhou, the atmosphere has become more and more sinister. Although Heishui City has its own substitute in charge, it can barely be regarded as suppressing the arrogance of Zoroastrianism a little, but this is also because Zhangye is the most important farming area in Liangzhou, and the Han people have a relative advantage in numbers, so that their own first county can be regarded as having room for surprise.

But what about other places? Heishuicheng is the county of Zhangye, and the government barely maintains a relative balance, but in Hexi, Jincheng, Wuwei, Jiuquan, and Dunhuang, the big counties of Liangzhou, all of them are flourishing. According to Hu Cao's records, there is a Zoroastrian ancestral hall in each county of Hexi, and there are dozens of large worship temples like this in the Zoroastrian Workshop in Heishui City. Even some businessmen from the resting country came to Hexi, and they couldn't help but be surprised, it was a resting place, and Zoroastrianism was the state religion, but it was only a temple for thousands of people, how could there be such a crazy demon as Zoroastrianism in Hexi?

(Even more than 1,000 years later, the Middle East, as a certain green apocalypse religious center, still has a ratio of one temple per thousand, while the Western Regions still boasts one temple for 100 people, asking for taxes to build more than once, rebellions are frequent, and mediocrity is harmful to government. )

Not to mention, there are more and more righteous soldiers organized by those Qiang people, and if they continue to develop like this, they will become an independent system outside the border army. In Liangzhou, a place with a strong tradition of producing generals, the emergence of the Qiang army is really not a good thing!

The reason why the Han family system was able to occupy an advantage over the four Yi was that one relied on grammar and education, and the other relied on the Han army to dare to fight. The land of Liangzhou was originally the homeland of the dog Rong, and the Yueshi and Qianghu occupied it successively, but now it has become a big state all the way to the Han Dynasty, and it only relies on these two, or the latter has a greater role.

If the Qiang army is allowed to develop, then such a system of both civil and military forces cannot be described as barbaric, but should be regarded as a country "similar to China". Then what follows is not the destruction of burning, killing and looting such as the first zero, but the real organized and systematic rebellion.

In the past, although the Qiang rebellion was frequent, for the Qianghu tribes, it was nothing more than a simple military strategy to suppress and use the appeasement, and some superficial methods of sealing officials and making wishes and bribing heavy money could also work on the Qianghu tribes. Ren Shang, the original captain of Zhengxi, did not use this trick less.

But what if it's a foreign-minded alien system?

It was not an ordinary border rebellion, but an opponent such as South Vietnam and even the smaller Huns!

And the most ridiculous thing is that this opponent is still raised by these civil officials in Liangzhou like raising Gu!

Maybe it's because in the dead of night, there is only the sound of wind and snow, these things that Liu Chuang instinctively doesn't think about and dare not think about on weekdays, all come to me at this moment.

In the end, he actually had a rare trace of remorse for a while, if he hadn't listened to those Zoroastrian witches, and had made friends with Wei Ye, a Beijing official, to the end earlier, maybe he would have been able to stay away from Liangzhou, a place of right and wrong.

However, where in the world is there a regret medicine to sell? Behind him, the concubine asked softly: "Lord Lang, the wind is cold at night, can you use some more hot soup?"

He shook his head and casually ordered: "I don't need hot soup, tell everyone outside to be vigilant, this weather, in case some thieves want to take the opportunity to make trouble, but it's terrible!"

However, before he finished his sentence, he listened to a faint disturbance outside, as well as the screams of the county officials, and heard it very clearly in the sound of wind and snow: "You guys...... You're going to rebel!"

But louder than this scream was a strange howl of nonsense: "Ahura Mazda!"