Wei Ye and Yu Linlang of the Xiyuan Forbidden Army slowly walked to the left of Zhang Rang's mansion, talking about lawless topics. It's not that they're careless, it's that it's still early, and no one is out and about, except for the woman who heads the house, who wants to go out to the street to buy firewood.

In fact, in Luoyang, a highly politically functional city, more than 30 percent of the residents are temporary workers such as petty officials or government officials. Even though the gold market and the horse market gather a lot of people engaged in commercial and handicraft activities, the capital city and the attached Luoyang County are counted, and this city is mostly occupied by practitioners in the tertiary industry.

In this way, in addition to the palace and Chang Ping, all the daily necessities in Luoyang had to be transported from Gyeonggi. In fact, most of the households do not have the habit of accumulating grain, but live a life of buying firewood for immediate use. This is why Wei Ye would give that kind of advice to the residents living around the old shrine such as Old Man Ma.

However, this morning's Luoyang is a little different from the past.

It's too quiet.

Even if you have only lived here for more than a year, you will have a very intuitive impression of the most orderly metropolis of this era.

Originally, at this point, the vegetables, onions, garlic and the like in the four villages on the outskirts of the city should have been picked up by the hawkers and sent to the city. Woodcutters and fishermen should also bring in firewood, grass and fresh fish, and those small shops in the market should have opened their doors to welcome customers.

Touching his chin with his thumb, Wei Ye squinted his eyes in understanding.

Someone is suppressing Luoyang City more or less openly or implicitly according to the will of those big people. Such an experience was also experienced among Wei Ye's elders. The old professor, who was once Wei Ye's mentor, can be called a witness to the historical events of the centuries, and when he was young, he once visited the big cities in the middle of the ancient Silk Road.

However, at that time, the separatist movement organized by the desert green cult faction was running amok with the deliberate connivance of some bigwigs, and the cult elements who used the Internet to conduct a series of activities took advantage of the withdrawal of the garrison troops from the border cities to conduct exercises and instigated the cultists living in the southern urban areas to attack civilians everywhere and burn down shops. It is difficult to draw a definitive conclusion on the number of innocent victims, but the fact that many families living in southern urban areas have been wiped out is a sure thing.

However, in the face of such chaos, the contradictions between the border military and the local authorities were still placed in a more important position than quelling the turmoil. Because the involvement of the border army in quelling the riots was a great affront to the local officials' executive power, the riots continued into the night, when they were finally reluctantly suppressed.

However, the local head at that time, a typical old politician who occupied the position of the supreme leader of the region, in such an environment, first chose to appease those big businessmen with a cult background. And in order to appease the main supporters of their political partners, the catering enterprises of such businessmen with cult background have been designated as official dining spots for civil servants.

As for appeasing the frightened people and severely punishing the arrested cultists, such a matter that should have been dealt with in a timely manner has been postponed again and again. The abolitionist extremist brainwashed courts that are brain-dead and ignore the human rights of their victims have sentenced arsonists to prison terms for burning more than a dozen people to death.

Such stupid measures, coupled with the false propositions and information blockades of ethnic equality brazenly boasted by the incompetent and shameless left-wing keyboard politicians with the pseudonym "pawns", and even the so-called special martial law that even the aluminum soft swords of the elderly fitness team were banned, finally led to tensions and antagonism throughout the city.

Under such circumstances, the small-scale virus attacks carried out by the cultists who had escaped the net to breathe were even more numerous one after another, and finally the people who could not bear it anymore took to the streets and surrounded the old politician known as the King of the Silk Road in his official residence. The big people who once regarded this area as their private property could only bow down and step down in the end.

Of course, the bureaucratic system is the same in all eras, as long as it does not involve the level of ******** such as the eunuchs and party members, the resignation of politicians is to affectionately "say goodbye" to the calamities left by themselves, and then continue to enjoy the treatment of noble officials with generous allowances under the title of central leader.

Compared with the two-way door of government and business in some countries, this may also be a characteristic officialdom phenomenon derived from different cultures.

Then again, in the era of industrialization and popularization of education, this set of evil politics is of course very easy to be resisted and finally defeated and lost, but if it is at this moment in Luoyang, which is five years old, what will happen?

will be meticulously executed. Even if their interests are harmed, they have no intention of resisting.

Because the Han dynasty replaced the Qin, but completely inherited all the laws of the Qin Dynasty. The so-called "the world is bitter for a long time, and now Pei Gong and his father have three chapters of the law" Yunyun is just a moral show carried out by Liu Bang, the Peixian Group, before winning the world. As for Liu Han Dingding, Xiao He, who was born in Qin, quickly copied the Qin law to formulate the Han law, and what "three chapters of the law" and "Pei Gong and his father made an appointment", they all went coolly.

In such a strict law, fear and reason for the law are enough to restrain any irrational behavior.

And to break through the law that has been running like this for 400 years, the power of the human world is useless.

At least in this era, human beings themselves are still bound by the land system of an agrarian society and the various nets derived from it. Relying on "humans" themselves, they can't break through this cage that traps him.

Only the most basic force in this cage, the so-called divine will, the so-called heavenly decree, and the so-called divine predestined legal system, can stir up the collective fanaticism, even with the fanaticism that has not yet escaped the color of ignorance, can temporarily free mankind from the control of this law, this order.

Of course, if this is a time and space after the age of steam, when industrial civilization has begun to bear fruit, then relying on the ignorant theocracy of an agricultural society to act is at the level of a senior brother of Yihequan and a senior sister of red light. Even the final completion of the rationalization and philosophization of Confucianism will have to wait until after the Middle and Tang Dynasties, and in this era, it still relies on brutality.

The rest can't be taken care of.

As he was thinking about it, the bamboo slip terminal in his sleeve vibrated slightly, Wei Ye smiled at Liu Yefei, turned his back and took out the bamboo slip terminal to look at it, but there was only a brief communication:

"Next to the inner city of Kaiyang Gate, I'll wait for you. Sender, Gan Wantang. ”

His eyes swept over the text message, Wei Ye immediately rolled up the bamboo slip terminal and arched his hand towards Liu Yefei: "It seems that the family is out of cooking, and I am anxious to wait for me to rush back to receive help, so I won't talk about it, see you later, see you later." ”

Liu Yefei also returned the salute, looking at Wei Ye's distant back, he raised his right hand, and his lips aimed at the black jade ring on his middle finger: "Zhao Tou'er, the 'shark' seems to be moving, before they chase the 'fish' to the end of the road, isn't it time to let the motor of the 'fishing boat' warm up?"

Zhao Yalong's voice came from the ring, still heroic and enthusiastic, and he was overly suspicious: "Well, the 'fish' can only be regarded as a second-level target, and the 'koi' is the focus of attention, be careful not to let the 'otters' get in and make trouble." I'll arrange for everyone to eat and drink, all the armor and weapons are polished and polished, and you have been busy all night, come back and eat breakfast together, the breakfast I arranged today can have tofu brain marinated with minced meat!"

After that, he added in a low voice: "So, that 'green stork' also came in? He didn't offer you any strange conditions, did he? When the peanut kid mentioned the budget recently, his face was not good, very bad......

Liu Yefei looked at the immortal warlock in the green shirt and the sword, and looked at the back of the man who was not much older than himself, who habitually tied his big sleeves with silk tape, and had to admit that the code name "Green Stork" was indeed very vivid.

"Well, he didn't make any strange requests, but I have a feeling that the plan he's working on will definitely be successful. ”

Liu Yefei, who answered like this, appeared in his pupils a stream of data that others could not see, and in the column of the number of general bonds held by individuals, the number "9950" fluttered, and not long ago, this number should have been the featureless "10000".