"I don't dare anymore! Help me! Help me!"

On the street, the landowners and gentry dressed in silks and satins looked like pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

They were wailing and screaming miserably.

The sound alarmed the people in the wine shops on both sides of the street and alarmed the residents.

Someone stuck his head out and looked this way.

"Isn't that a member of the royal family?"

"That's really from Wang Guan! He is a rich man in Jiangling City. I heard that his daughter married a high official in the city. What's wrong with him?"

"Look, that man seems to be Li County Lieutenant!" A man pointed at the man who couldn't walk and was being dragged on the ground and shouted.

"Li County Lieutenant is usually a big shot. Even Bully Liu at the top of the city doesn't dare to look at him. What's wrong with him?"

"Look! There is Liu Guanren over there, the richest man in Jiangling, Liu Daguan!"

"Is that really Liu Daguan?"

"There is absolutely no mistake! What happened? Why are all these big shots being dragged away and they are still shouting for help!"

"..."

While people were discussing, the yamen officials also took action separately.

The storytellers even came out in the rain.

The storyteller said without surprising, "Those people either bribed officials to annex Xintian, or used their power to annex Xintian. Now they will all be executed."

People's attention was quickly drawn, and they all looked at the storyteller.

Someone said in shock: "You mean, these people were all dragged out and executed?"

"That's right!" The storyteller couldn't help but frown. He had never seen such a scene in his decades of life.

Within this day, most of the big shots in Jiangling City were arrested.

And more are now on their way to the execution ground.

"What happened? Why were so many important people executed in one day?"

The storyteller walked up and said, "It's Zhao Guan's family who is here."

"Guan Zhao's family?"

The storyteller emphasized it again and said: "Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The crowd fell into a brief dead silence, and then started talking like a boiling boiler.

"Then those people are..."

The storyteller said: "Yes, they were all executed under the orders of His Majesty the Emperor. They violated the imperial court's new policy of land reclamation."

"What on earth did they do?" someone couldn't help but wonder.

"They annexed Xintian in the name of others and were found out. The court is now severely cracking down on the annexation of Xintian!" The storyteller said in an excited tone, "So, there will be a lot of new land vacated in Jiangling Mansion. If

If you want to claim territory, you can go to the Yamen to sign up."

"real?"

"Absolutely true!"

Many people shouted excitedly.

Some people even shouted loudly: "Long live the Zhao Guan family!"

Cheers could be heard from many places on the streets.

Some people even took the risk to go to the execution ground to watch.

Ordinary people like to watch the most, especially when killing rich people, wealthy people, and officials, they are most excited.

However, the gate of the city is now full of imperial guards, and it is impossible to get out without His Majesty the Emperor's decree.

Those people who were eating melons ran to the city gate, stood at the city gate and looked out.

Outside, I saw officials, rich men, landlords and squires kneeling neatly, while the executioner was beheading one by one.

One cut is all it takes.

The sounds of crying and howling came and went.

It was getting dark gradually, and all the newspapers in Jiangling Prefecture were working overtime overnight.

Today's "Gangneung Express" has already sent out one edition, cooperating with the storyteller to spread it in the city.

But this is obviously not enough. While taking action, the competition for public opinion positions has also begun.

Countless pen writers are sitting in the newspaper office, lighting oil lamps, and frantically copying the newspapers that will be published tomorrow.

Early on the morning of the 17th, "Gangneung Express" was sold out.

Some people even used carts to push a pile of newspapers printed overnight to sell them in Shashi Town.

They were all sold out within an hour.

The news that the Emperor's Holy Emperor had come to Jiangling Mansion spread like a storm in Jiangling on the early morning of the 17th, causing a huge sensation.

What's even more shocking is that half of the officials in Jiangling Mansion have lost their heads. The richest man in Jiangling Mansion was also executed yesterday, and all the wealthy people who were usually famous were also executed.

And it seems that this storm has just begun.

People saw groups of cavalry roaring past, and no one knew what they were doing.

But some predict that more people will die in the next few days.

On the 17th, multiple orders came from the transfer office, the punishment and prison office, the Cangping office, and the prefect office.

First, officials at all levels should abide by their duties.

Second, officials and staff at all levels related to household registration and land registration must re-calculate the ownership of new fields.

Third, officials at all levels must maintain the stability of local people's livelihood.

Ordered to work overtime and sent out.

Last night, almost none of the surviving officials of Jiangling Mansion slept.

Zhao Ning: I can’t sleep, and no one wants to sleep!

Tang Ke only did one thing all night: appointing new officials temporarily.

The Zhao Guan family is satisfied with the killing, but there are still a lot of things that need to be dealt with again. It is impossible for the Zhao Guan family to handle it personally, right?

Fortunately, Tang Ke promoted a group of his own people, and at this time, his own people stepped up.

May 18th, Tokyo City, Qin Mansion.

In the early morning, while Qin Hui was still having breakfast, Wang came.

"My dear, why did you get up so early today?"

"Officer, how have you been talking to Ambassador Jin lately?"

"Golden Envoy?" Qin Hui swallowed the steamed bun and took a sip of tea, "We haven't reached a conclusion yet, but now we have great advantages in negotiating."

"how do I say this?"

"The news of Han Shizhong's success in Liaodong came back last night, and it was the headline in the newspaper early this morning."

Wang was stunned for a moment and said, "What good news is it again?"

"Defeat the Jin army, capture Fuzhou, kill six thousand enemies, and the golden thieves fled north in confusion."

"So, the Liaodong front has been stabilized?"

"I dare not say that it is stable yet, but it is 80% certain. It depends on the subsequent investment of the court in Liaodong."

"How does the court plan to invest?"

"I asked the Ministry of Finance last night and the budget is very sufficient."

Wang started to think.

"Why, my beloved, why do you ask these questions?"

"Official, Zhao Chen is in Liaodong."

Qin Hui put down his teacup and his expression became a little solemn.

Wang continued: "The assassination failed last time. Now that he is protected by Han Shizhong, it is not so easy to assassinate him."

Qin Hui sighed and said: "I think if this matter had been left alone, Zhao Chen would not have known that it was us who did it, and this matter must have spread to the ears of the officials. Fortunately, no clues were left."

"What if Zhao Chen knows that it was us who did it?" Wang said.

"this……"

"And now that Zhao Chen has achieved military exploits in Liaodong, will he win the appreciation of the officials again?"

Qin Hui smiled and said: "You worry too much. Even if you win appreciation again, you will never return to the throne."
To be continued...