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Chapter 551 Lixin

In Dabeicheng, Handan, the Dongshikou here is very lively today. Obviously there was nothing yesterday, but today there is a high platform on the ground. The sound of gongs and drums shook the sky and the earth, directly shaking the entire Handan city.

"What is this for?"

"I don't know. I heard that there is something important to be announced."

"This movement is terrifying to death."

"It is said that it was Lu Yan who did it. I don't know what kind of conspiracy it is."

"Shh, there are so many Qin soldiers here. If you don't want to live, I'm still afraid of death!"

"What's the situation like this? Do you want to allow the gathering to start today?"

"It is said that there is something to be announced about the future of all of us."

A large number of people from Handan City gathered here, including hawkers making a living, traveling businessmen, wandering rangers, etc. all coming this way.

Of course, spies from various forces in Handan are also indispensable.

"Master, what are the people of Qin doing? They are so noisy early in the morning."

Duan Murong had a pair of sleepy eyes, and her usually deserted pretty face looked slightly misty. She looked up at the high platform and hummed in dissatisfaction.

Nian Duan scanned the crowd around and found many rangers with martial arts skills. While he was frowning, he also found some invisible men in black.

Are these people just a trap? Sure enough, there are many masters. It seems that Lu Yan attaches great importance to this thing, and he must have a big plan. The difficulties in Qin people's governance of Zhao are like the rivers and seas cut off. How will you take this first step?

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She suddenly felt a bright and warm internal energy appear on the high platform, and couldn't help but whisper: "Rong'er, Lu Yan is out."

Duan Murong immediately focused his attention towards the high platform.

The last beat of the drum fell, and there was a moment of silence. A thick and ethereal voice sounded in everyone's heart, "The country has entered the war, and the people have no plans to enjoy Qiao Su. Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis. One general can accomplish thousands of things."

Bones wither.”

Ordinary people immediately panicked and grabbed each other for support.

"what sound?"

"Who is speaking!"

"Did you hear the sound?"

"I heard it too."

The rangers who knew martial arts and the spies who were among the crowd were shocked.

"What kind of martial arts is this! This voice seems to resound in my heart. There are so many people present, Lu Yan..."

"It is rumored that Lu Yan's martial arts is at the pinnacle of Dacheng. If there are no predecessors from hundreds of schools of thought, he is the best in the world. But this method is too terrifying."

"Master, this voice!" Duan Murong was obviously frightened as well. A strange man's voice sounded in her heart, which was truly terrifying.

Nianduan did not change his color because of this kind of thing, but asked: "Compared with such martial arts, I care more about people who can say these words. Did you hear what he said clearly?"

Duan Murong lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly with her teeth, and whispered in shame: "Master, I didn't remember."

The ten-year-long sword of generosity comes out, and the dawn shines across the stage. A green sword with a three-foot long sword, soaring into the sky for nine days.

Lu Yan stood on the high platform holding a green sword. The light of the sword and the dawn made his white clothes change color.

"He, that's Lu Yan?" Duan Murong covered her lips and opened her eyes wide.

Lu Yan's appearance stunned many people. He immediately took the lead and used his inner strength to send his voice to everyone's ears.

"In Handan City, in the past less than two months, there have been more than 1,800 cases that undermined public security. To put it another way, there have been more than 30 cases in Handan City in one day.

Some people may think that they are knights from Zhao, resisting the rule of the Qin Dynasty and avenging the Zhao people.

I, the Grand Master of the State of Qin, the Confucianist Lu Yan, can make public all the records of the period when I was in charge of Zhao. Ninety percent of the victims of these more than 1,800 cases are Zhao people."

Duan Murong thought of how many troubles she encountered on the way from Yan to Handan. Indeed, most of them were Zhao people killing Zhao people, but only a few dared to offend the Qin army.

She lowered her eyes and sighed: "This is the most rangers in the world."

"I know that you don't trust Qin and you don't trust me. You are afraid of the Qin law that will be implemented soon, afraid of serial sittings, torture, and being beheaded for no apparent reason.

Today, I will tell everyone that every law implemented in Zhao will be announced on this stage first. There is no law that will kill the lives of the people at will."

The Zhao people in Handan were whispering and communicating with each other in the audience. They were doubtful about what Lu Yan said.

"Today, the first article is announced. From the princes and nobles to the common people, all metal objects in the home must be registered. If after registration, the government searches and finds sharp weapons that have not been registered, the whole family will be sent to Daijun for repairs.

The Great Wall. Those who actively cooperate with the registration will receive a reward of one millet or one stone per household."

After Lu Yan finished speaking, someone shouted to the stage, "A reward of millet and a stone, is it true?!"

"As long as you cooperate with the registration, you can get one stone. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

"It seems like there's nothing to lose. It's just registration. Why don't you give it a try?"

"I don't believe it! Isn't this giving us free food?"

Most people are hesitant, but some people act extremely decisively.

"Master Imperial Master, I, I, I want to register. These are all the copper and iron utensils in my family."

Lu Yan was happy to see someone so active, and ordered the following to show everyone the registration immediately.

It's very simple to enter the roster and write down the number of specific artifacts.

The official who registered did not forget to confirm, "Boy, think carefully and don't leave anything out. If unregistered sharp weapons are found from your house in the future and the Great Wall is built on the border, people will die."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. My family is poor, how can I have those things?"

After that, the man really received a stone of grain and dragged it home in ecstasy.

With the first example, the civilians present suddenly burst out with great enthusiasm, and they all wanted to go home and pack their things, ready to receive the millet for one stone.

Lu Yan persuaded them to stop and told them that the government would go door-to-door to register.

The common people are willing to cooperate with the implementation of this first law, but it is impossible for the idle knights to agree.

"No! If Lu Yan continues to do this, will Zhao land be able to produce heroes in the future? All the rangers will simply break his legs."

"Even weapons are restricted, how will we live in the future..."

The spies from the powerful forces also felt that the situation was not good.

Their masters have a lot of hangers-on, and they have too many weapons. But as soon as the registration law comes out, all weapons must be registered. If you find out that they are not registered, your whole family will be asked to build the Great Wall. Who can resist this?

You have to live in it!

Nian Duan looked at the enthusiastic expressions of the people present and nodded slightly, "So that's it, the weapons must be registered, and the related foundry industry will also be brought back to the government. This is to prohibit the common phenomenon of private fighting and murder in Zhao land."

Duan Murong listened to her master's words, and when she looked at the man on the stage, her eyes became a little complicated, "Private fights and killings are prohibited..."


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