Song Qing said lightly: "This is the instruction from above. These are extraordinary times, and the city of Féi is like a barrel of fire, and at the slightest point, the spark will explode, so whoever dares to add fuel to the fire will be to hit the tip of the knife. ”

"How can mercenaries be exceptional? Those mercenaries who made trouble had already been beheaded that night, and they were personally ordered by the headquarters, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu could not save them. ”

Everyone was cold in their hearts, although they had a bad feeling for mercenaries, but when they heard such an ending, they still had the feeling of being sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and they were so weak that they blindly covered it up, and they couldn't help but be indignant in their hearts.

Qiu Peng asked, "Why do these southern tribes hate the people of Lingyun Pavilion so much?"

The crowd was silent.

One of the leaders said, "Because they are all inherently ungrateful bad embryos, really, none of those barbarians are good." ”

The other leader immediately agreed: "Yes! these fellows are dirty, lazy, and rude, and they never even have a beard." ”

Another leader said: "Think about it, how many gifts our pavilion master has given them, and they have reduced the levy of money and food, and they have lost border support every year, and assisted them with food and materials from the people of Lingyun Pavilion, but do you see how they treat us? This can be summed up by a sentence of ingratitude." ”

Feng Lin said: "It's not so simple, although the cabinet takes care of these barbarians in policy every year, but the barbarians' lives are getting worse and worse, and they are becoming more and more embarrassed. Even the southern barbarians who have left their homes and come here are far worse off than the more ordinary residents of Féi. ”

"Seeing that he was eating chaff vegetables, but the people of Lingyun Pavilion were so rich, he would naturally be dissatisfied, and even hateful, and felt that he had been mistreated. ”

Song Qing didn't say anything, but he thought in his heart, how could things be so simple! Although Feng Lin couldn't say wrong, he didn't get to the point.

The preferential policies in the cabinet always go completely bad when they are implemented below.

Originally, it was a tax reduction, but in the end, the tax was reduced in name after a decree, but the personnel below were levied under another name, but it was levied on Lingyun Pavilion before, and now it is levied in the pockets of personnel at all levels.

Those low-level barbarians will only feel that they are getting more and more sad day by day, where will there be so-called gratitude.

Moreover, in addition to the hatred caused by the inequality between the rich and the poor, the southern tribes have always been psychologically proud of their own tribe, and they despise the Lingyun Pavilion people, and even seek independence, which is also one of the important reasons.

Although the rebellions over the years have been put down one after another, the hatred between the nationalities has only accumulated deeper and deeper.

Coupled with the fact that careerists push bō to provoke and provoke from it, it seems that even if this hatred is temporarily suppressed, one day there will be a general outbreak.

Qiu Peng said again: "You have blocked the news, and the residents of the city do not know about it, what if the citizens intrude into the territory of the southern tribes?

Song Qing didn't care and said, "That's no way." Seeing Qiu Peng's unhappy face, he added: "Actually, the news of iǎ Dao also spread very quickly, and the residents of the city generally heard a little bit about it, and only people from other places would not know about it." ”

Qiu Peng still couldn't let go in his heart, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and he slapped the table and shouted, "Oh, that's not right!"

Everyone was slightly startled and looked at Qiu Peng.

Qiu Peng hurriedly said: "iǎFan! It's iǎFan, I didn't come here so late, I'm afraid there is a problem, iǎFan is not a careless person, on the contrary, Iǎ is very cautious, it's not his style to be so late." Since Luoyue Temple is the Jiā boundary of the southern tribal settlement area and the Féi City people's residential area, it must be very lun, so don't make any mistakes. ”

After Qiu Peng said this, everyone felt that it was really possible. At this time, everyone began to talk about it. Some people say that there is something, some people say that it is okay, and there are different opinions.

Feng Lin originally felt that Fan Yichen was cautious and should be fine, but under the influence of everyone's panic, he also began to be suspicious: "Or, let's go and have a look?"

At this time, Song Qing comforted Qiu Peng instead: "Lord Li doesn't have to worry too much. In the past two days, the patrol of the urban management brigade has been stepped up a lot. The number of patrols is also frequent. Although those barbarians are bold, they don't dare to blatantly make trouble in front of the chengguan brigade. ”

The Chengguan Brigade and the Public Security Department are also the ministries for maintaining law and order, but the Chengguan Brigade belongs to the military. It is not an independent organization, but is composed of people transferred from the six halls of the Féi City Army. Rotate every few months. Generally kept at around six thousand.

As far as Song Siming was concerned, although the Féi City Army had nominally more than 100,000 troops, he had no right to mobilize men and horses without the Lingyun Pavilion Lord giving him a decree to lead his troops to the battle. Therefore, what he can actually directly command is this part of the Chengguan Brigade.

As he was saying this, he suddenly heard a faint commotion downstairs, which seemed to be the exclamation of several people, mixed with the sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding.

Then, there was a noise of footsteps, and Mén in the box was pushed away.

A few young men, holding hands and feet, helped Fan Yichen, who seemed to be unable to stand on his feet, in.

Fan Yichen's appearance looked very wolfy, with a very good hair, a pale face, dark circles, a broken mouth that was high and swollen, and his body was full of mud and blood.

Everyone hurriedly stood up and helped Fan Yichen to a chair and sat down. A shopkeeper had already sent a hot má towel, wiped it, and drank a few sips of water, and Fan Yichen was a little better.

Because his mouth was high and swollen, it was very difficult to speak, and Fan Yichen succinctly recounted what had happened, accompanied by a grinning expression.

It turned out that Fan Yichen went to see the NV child today, and originally thought that after not seeing each other for such a long time, iǎning, that is, which NV child Fan Yichen liked, would definitely be very excited.

In fact, that's exactly how he feels. However, when he met the NV kid, it wasn't like that at all.

When the NV kid saw him, he was surprised at first, but then he became cold and indifferent, as if he didn't even remember Fan Yichen. Not a single kind word was said. This is to blindly tell him to leave early.

Fan Yichen talked to her, and she ignored her. Fan Yichen came with excitement, and when he received such a cold reception, he was naturally surprised and dissatisfied in his heart.

Although it wasn't a meal, there were still a few idlers sitting in the iǎ tavern. -- Young and beautiful NV children are never short of suitors.

Fan Yichen has always been very confident in his conditions. Young, handsome, with a steady income, and also a leader, he has a great future. So I didn't care much about the other suitors.

The city army of Féi was notoriously arrogant and arrogant, and if he didn't go to trouble others, they should burn incense and chant Buddha, so he never thought that anyone would dare to provoke him.

The story was very simple, the "barbarians" from the south gathered around him and warned him not to come to this place in the future.

After receiving a very contemptuous reply from Fan Yichen, one of the idlers spit out a mouthful of phlegm on Fan Yichen's feet, making Fan Yichen nauseous for a long time.

A battle began.

Hearing this, Feng Lin, who was originally sympathetic and concerned, had a hint of ridicule on his face, and said with a smile: "iǎFan, you really give us a long face in the Thunder Fire Hall." Just three or four ruffians made you such a wolf? You still claim to be the number one master of our young generation in the Thunder Fire Hall!"

Fan Yichen had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Things are not so simple. Those idlers of the southern tribes, although they are strong, but after all, they are just ordinary ruffians and hooligans, and their strength is at most the level of third-rate masters, without special training, which is the opponent of Fan Yichen, the peak level of the third-rate level?

Fan Yichen leveled those ruffians with three punches and two kicks, and his sweetheart looked big in front of him.

Just when Nie Tingzhi was triumphant and high-spirited, iǎning ran over and helped one of them lying on the ground and called out, "Brother." ”

You can imagine how Fan Yichen felt at that time.

Despite the embarrassment, he stepped forward and apologized while helping him up.

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)