Before dawn, Zhang Yan came to Marquis of Wei. At this time, four palace lanterns were hung in front of the door, which were illuminated brightly.
The three golden characters "Wei Hou Mansion" on the door are yellow and bright, but at this time it seems a bit ironic. The most important thing is that all the personal soldiers in front of the door have changed...
Now the city of the palace has been suppressed by Fan Wen one by one, and is flattened by the general trend. There is no sound in the county that is higher than the Fan family.
When I glanced at it, there were more than 20 people, all of whom were aristocratic families and officials, and they were divided into groups and whispering.
Zhang Yan glanced at him and saw Li Tao. He hurried up, rushed over and bowed, and said, "Brother Li Shi came early! I'm irrespectful!"
Li Tao smiled and said, "It's not too late, it's just a little earlier than Lord Fan."
As they said, both of them looked a little weird. As they were talking, they heard neat footsteps in the distance. Both of them turned around and saw a car parked. Fan Wen came over calmly.
Fan Wen was wearing a red official uniform and walked out slowly. While looking around, he was majestic and intimidating. At this time, everyone present came forward and bowed: "I have seen the master!"
But he didn't specify the specific name, which made Fan Wen very satisfied. He said with a smile: "No need to be polite, please ask all the adults to enter the palace together!"
Everyone bowed and followed Fan Wen into the hall.
This hall is a government affairs hall, covered with blue bricks, and the hall is deep and can discuss matters for hundreds of people. The platform is on the fifth stairs, and there is a large seat on it. When everyone followed in, they saw Fan Wen going straight up, and they were shocked: "Can this person be usurped immediately?"
But when I saw that I walked to the high platform, I didn't sit down and stood and glanced at me, many people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the blink of an eye, in the silence, a group of Fan Mansion guards followed their swords and walked into the hall, placing them to the left and right. All the adults were already nervous, and seeing this, the entire hall suddenly became solemn and strict.
These situations were imprinted in Fan Wen's eyes one by one. He raised his hands lightly to signal to everyone. Everyone looked at Fan Wen and looked at him next.
Fan Wen's voice echoed from the platform: "Sir, I believe everyone knows the situation now. The flood is pouring down and the swamp is a hundred miles away. It's really sad!"
Speaking of this, his tone became severe. I glanced around: "The prince of the county died and the prince was unfortunately killed. The country should not be without a master for a day. Although the county and country are small, they should not be careless. The first thing is to make the grandson Wei Wu the Marquis of Wei here."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Fan Wen stood and looked at it, showing a smile: "Of course the first thing is to perform a funeral, but the son is filial. No matter the emperor, princes and common people, they must be fully polite. The princes should use the day to replace the month. There are 27 days of funerals. The grandsons should set an example and should fulfill their rituals as filial sons and officially ascend to the throne after twenty-seven days!"
When he said this, everyone was stunned: "Besides, the grandson of the ages is still young and has to perform filial piety for three years. It is not insincere. The official is the prefect, and the official is the presided over the complex affairs of the government and the major affairs are reported to the common people. This will not only prevent military and national affairs, but also the grandson of the ages can perform the duties of filial sons."
"We are all well-read historical records. This is the time for the safety of counties and countries to survive. This is an extraordinary change. Etiquette has both scriptures and power. Now we can only follow the power. I wonder what you guys have to say about the above articles, um?!" Speaking of this, Fan Wen looked around coldly.
At this time, there was a commotion in the audience. Fan Wen glanced faintly, but it calmed down. After a moment, Li Tao took a step forward and said, "What the Lord said is that it is impossible to save the Lord of the Lord. He serves as the governor of Shuntian. The lower official pays homage to the Lord of the Mansion!"
As he said that, he went up to bow and bow. Everyone looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Mr. Fan is saying, pay homage to Lord Fu!"
Fan Wen stood on the high platform and saw everyone bowing and greeting, his heart suddenly felt warm and blurred for a moment, but he finally became an official for decades and quickly came to his senses.
I am already the magistrate and the actual master of the entire Hongming County. I watched the salutes of these aristocratic families and officials and said, "All of you, please get up! The first time I served as the magistrate of this prefecture, there are many major things to be done."
"The first thing is to find the body of the marquis. If it is not found, replace it with clothes and clothes, and write to the court directly, asking the court to give it a posthumous title."
"The second thing is to notify the whole county that the grandson succeeded to the throne of Wei Hou and his official position as the prefect, so that the overall situation will be stabilized, and there will be some details to discuss."
Zhang Yan heard this, his eyes flashed and darkened.
Fan Wen is worthy of being a family. He has been doing political affairs for a long time. He has no flaws in these tasks.
Seeing that the officials of the aristocratic family in the audience were so aware of each other, Fan Wen couldn't help but feel a little satisfied and continued: "The third thing is that Huang Chan is the county magistrate in charge of city defense, and Zheng Xing succeeds as the commander of the prefectural military guards."
Suddenly, both of them left the line and bowed and said, "Xie Fujun."
Everyone else had complicated expressions, so they were controlled inside and outside the city.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Wen saw a grim smile: "The Black Armored Guard is responsible for protecting the Marquis and the Crown Prince. However, someone plotted against him and assassinated the Crown Prince. This is a serious crime!"
"Come here, pull all those who are above the Black Armor Guard Fire Elder to the front of the hall and behead them!"
"Yes!" Suddenly, more than a dozen tied officers were pulled out. Some were silent, some were pulled, and they shouted: "Sir-Sir, this is not our business... It's unfair..."
"Killing, not killing is not enough to punish the rebellion!" Princess Fan Wen smiled and said, his determination was already made. No one could stop him at this time. He only heard screams outside the hall, and the faint sound of a knife cutting off his head, which immediately made everyone present creepy.
"The Black Armored Guard is not trustworthy, but the grandson must not be without the guards. Our mansion should rebuild it, Fan Chenglin!"
After drinking, a tall, black and red-faced officer came out. The man had bright eyes and walked forward and knelt.
"The Black Armored Guards are revoked and their reconstruction can be called Yulin Guard. Our mansion has appointed you as the commander of the guards and are responsible for protecting the safety of the grandson. Do you understand?"
Fan Chenglin bowed heavily and said, "The emperor understands, please don't worry, please don't worry."
Li Tao kept listening and sighed in his heart. This disposal completely wiped out the grandson. All the soldiers around him were replaced by the Fan Mansion, and there was no chance again. Fan Wen was really cruel and accurate.
"The Qingyi Pavilion is also going to be rebuilt. Li Bo, you are a deacon, so you are the minister."
Li Bo also went out to bow and kowtow and said, "Yes!"
After a series of adjustments were complete, the city was basically controlled. Fan Wen then smiled: "Everything else is in place."
At this time, the talents below all breathed a sigh of relief. This did not exceed the bottom line of the people below. They saluted together: "The Lord of the Mansion is wise."
Fan Wen laughed, changed his subject again, and said, "It was the system just now, and now we need to do political affairs. First of all, the people in the city will go out together to restrain the drowning bodies and bury them. A few days ago, the floods were very serious, and the houses collapsed countlessly. There may be corpses inside. It must be dealt with quickly to avoid plague. I will open the granary to help the people, use grain to provide them with three meals a day, and they will not be deducted.
"Secondly, we must open a canal to diversion and clear the water in the city. After flooding, malaria will rage. This has been the case for many years. We quickly ordered people to ask Taoist Taoist priest to expel patients. At the same time, we ordered officials to configure drugs for treating malaria. If there is not enough, buy it from other places immediately and do not make any mistakes."
"Third, after the water in the city was cleared, the river bank that was broken was repaired throughout the city. It is now spring in March, and then it is the summer rainstorm. I don't want to see another flood in the city under my control."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience was solemn and saluted: "Yes!"
"You all retreat, organize people and get rid of these important things!" Fan Wen stood up, with a smile on his face and bowed.
Everyone in the audience responded, all of whom were so awesome that they dared not disobey and came out one after another.
Seeing everyone coming out in a row, there was no one in the hall. Fan Wen looked around the platform. He used to stand below and looked at the noble and majestic people above, and today he stood here.
All kinds of feelings are really hard to summarize, so I couldn't help but wander around the seat.
Dao Palace
The water mirror in the hall flashed, showing scenes in the city. I saw that the city was in a mess behind the flood, and the corpses were floating in the water, and there were broken houses and tiles everywhere.
On one street, a middle-aged woman who was still alive was unable to fall on the water-filled street, with dark faces and coughing. The whole city was filled with this situation, which was a problem left over from floods. Many people who survived the floods had already suffered from malaria.
There was a major epidemic after the disaster, and it has been like this since ancient times.
However, in the distance, there were already a toll of a gong ringing, and even a sound came: "Residents listened - I was stunned - Lord Fan released the food, each of them had a portion of food!"
"The person who needs to receive the meal - goes to the square to register with household registration, work in the formation, and digs out all the dead and sick people in the family - hesitate!"
The tolerances in the city were divided into more than a dozen places, shouting and beating the gong, and the crowd on the street was suddenly in an uproar and rushed out and headed towards the square.
In the Tao Palace, Dao was sitting upright on the cloud bed, and below were the deacons in the inner palace. Everyone could see this situation.
The last shot of the water mirror stayed on Fan Wen. A strong red and yellow aura on his body was condensing. At the moment, Dao was sighing: "Although this man has a destiny, his foundation is shallow, and he still has some skills. If these measures continue, his luck will be condensed and formed."
The deacons bowed and replied: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!