The chaotic night finally passed, and when the sun showed its face in the east and bathed Changheng County with golden light, the tragedy caused by this night of bloodshed and catastrophe was revealed to the sun.
The entire county was in a mess, with corpses strewn across the streets. Puddles of bright red blood were everywhere, which was shocking. Most of the houses in the county were also damaged, and residential buildings were burned down one after another. Countless of them were burned down at this moment.
There were ten fires. Pieces of collapsed ruins after being burned were like huge black scars embedded in the city, making the already messy city look like it had gone through a catastrophe.
Groups of people who had been frightened all night gathered in several open spaces in the city. The children were crying and howling, and the people were pale and confused. Many people who had been retaliated and looted by the believers found the bodies of their relatives who had been killed by the believers, and they were even more excited.
The sound of howling.
In front of the county government square, which had been destroyed by fire, Pei Yuanyou and Hou Changqing, with hundreds of guards, were guarding and registering the captured Qingjiao believers in the square. These were those who had not escaped, those who had been injured, and those who had voluntarily surrendered.
The congregants. At this moment, they were sitting on the ground in disgrace and holding their heads. They never thought that under the protection of the Holy Duke, they would end up like this. How could it be possible for four thousand people, under the protection of the Holy Duke, to
How can a person not even defeat five hundred people? This question is really puzzling.
He Anmin walked from Dongshou Street with a pale face, came to Pei Yuanyu and Hou Changqing and bowed his hands in front of him. He went to check the damage and casualties in the city. The situation in the city was terrible. There should be no imperial troops at all last night.
The massacre started without scruples, with the number of casualties reaching up to a thousand people. Most of the houses in the city were also destroyed. As the magistrate of Changheng County, He Anmin felt both self-blame and panic.
"County Magistrate He, you came just in time. I will leave the aftermath here to you. We are going back to Beijing today. The matters here can only be handled by you. You are the Magistrate of Changheng County, so naturally it is up to you.
Dispose of it." Pei Yuanyu said with a yawn.
"What? Are you two adults leaving?" He Anmin said in shock.
"What? Why don't you stay here permanently if you don't leave? We have to go back to Beijing and report this matter to the imperial court. The Qingjiao revolt caused so many people to die. Naturally, such a big thing must be reported to the imperial court. Don't worry, County Magistrate He yesterday
It is also a meritorious service. He helped us quell the rebellion of the believers here, which is a great achievement. We will report it to the court, and you can just wait for your promotion." Pei Yuanyou laughed.
"Two gentlemen, that's not what I mean. What I mean is, you left this mess here to me. What should I do? How should I handle this situation? More than a thousand people were killed or injured in the city.
The streets are dyed red. You have arrested so many people and just leave like this. What should I do?" He Anmin spread his hands and asked.
"County Magistrate He, why don't you ask us what to do? We helped you quell a rebellion. How do you provide relief to the people afterwards? Do you still want us to help you here? Are you worried that they will resurrect? Don't worry, they are dead.
With so many people, do they still dare to cause trouble? It is difficult to deal with the more than a thousand captured believers. Otherwise, we will kill them all to save them from causing trouble again," Hou Changqing said.
He Anmin was startled and said hurriedly: "No, no, no, don't do this. These people are not guilty enough to die. In fact, they are just ordinary people who have been deceived. That's all. The two adults left some men for me. I will lower my official position.
You just have to deal with it yourself. After you two adults return to the capital, please immediately request the court to send people for support, relief or resettlement. Without the support of the court, it will not be possible."
"The report will definitely be reported. If you want us to leave some manpower, that's impossible. These are the forbidden troops, and they are not left to do miscellaneous work for you. You have to find a way to maintain law and order here. The court will need it in a few days.
Come, please hold on for a few days." Hou Changqing said.
He Anmin said in astonishment: "Don't you even want to leave some people behind? What should we do?"
Pei Yuanyu comforted him: "It will only take a few days. The court will send someone. Magistrate He will first find a way to survive these days."
He Anmin shook his head and sighed: "Master Pei, Hou Dutou, you don't know. This Qingjiao is not only found in our Changheng County, but also in nearby prefectures and counties. Things here have become like this.
They will not give up. Once you leave, once they come back, this county will not be able to fight against it. In fact, it doesn't matter. When they come, the county will just kill them. You two adults can go away, but
We must return to the capital as soon as possible and report to the court to prepare... This incident may cause the Qingjiao to revolt, which would be a catastrophe for the court and the world. The court must do something
Be prepared to deal with it.”
Hou Changqing laughed loudly and said: "You mean...are these mobs really going to rebel? Just them? We killed thousands of them in one night, and more than 4,000 cultists were killed and wounded, and most of them were captured. Even they dare to
Rebellion? Didn’t they all wet their pants after today’s incident?”
He Anmin frowned and looked at Hou Changqing, not knowing what to say. It would be a good thing if he really peed his pants because of the fright. I'm afraid that not only did this not happen, but it actually aroused their ferocity. They have been classified as a cult.
To be banned. Can they be willing to do this?
Pei Yuanyu realized the seriousness of the problem. He frowned and said: "County Magistrate He, otherwise, you can come with us to avoid any accidents happening here."
He Anmin pointed to the houses and streets everywhere and said: "What should we do here? No one is in charge of the aftermath? I just patted my ass and left. Am I worthy of the court and the people? I won't leave."
Pei Yuanyou frowned and said: "County Magistrate He, please obey your authority in urgent matters. Since what you said is so serious, why be stubborn. It is impossible for us to stay. If you are worried, you can only go with us."
He Anmin took a step back and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you very much, but I can't leave. Changheng County is under my jurisdiction. I, He Anmin, bear the heavy responsibility for what happened now. So many people died because of my poor governance."
.If the Qingjiao wants to kill me, I will die as an apology."
"Hey, you, the county magistrate, are so ignorant of current affairs? It's really funny of you to stay and wait for death." Hou Changqing said.
He Anmin said: "Hou Dutou, there are some things you don't understand. I only ask you two for one thing. Take my wife and children to the capital. When I get to the capital, I have relatives there, and I will just let them go to their relatives. As for me,
, Sirs, don’t worry about it. If you two want to leave, hurry up and leave. I have to take people to clean up the corpses on the street. It’s a hot day and it will stink before noon, but we don’t want to cause a plague."
Pei Yuanmin felt a slight sense of admiration in his heart. He didn't take He Anmin seriously at first, but now he looked at him with admiration. However, it was just admiration. Pei Yuanmin would never stay.
"Okay, Mr. He must hold on, we will quickly ask the court to send people to come for relief. Houdutou, it won't be too late. I think we'd better set off as soon as possible to avoid a long night and many dreams." Pei Yuanyu said.
"Okay." Hou Changqing nodded, stood up and shouted loudly to assemble the team.
The five hundred Forbidden Army injured fifty or sixty people, but none of them were in danger of life. Arrangements were made for the injured to be driven away by mules and horses in carts. Hou Changqing and Pei Yuanyu got on their horses, and the group quickly walked through the messy streets.
He left the city without looking back.
…
In the back house of Yingtianfu Qingjiao General Altar, Shenggong Hai Dongqing had just woken up from a soft big bed. The thin quilt beside him could not hide the delicate bodies of three naked girls, who were sent to 'bless' them last night.
Hai Dongqing, the daughter of three congregants, reached into the quilt and squeezed a round buttocks hard. She said with a smile: "The sun is shining on your buttocks. Why don't you help me get up?"
The three girls got up weakly, and with their scarred bodies from last night, they dressed Hai Dongqing and fixed his hair, waiting for the holy prince who had tortured him to death last night to get up.
After washing up, Hai Dongqing, wearing a thin black cloak, walked out of the room and went to the corridor. The slave had already served the tea. At this moment, it was neither hot nor warm, which was suitable for drinking. Hai Dongqing sat on the big chair and held it towards the steps.
The teaching slave holding a brocade box waved. The teaching slave hurriedly came forward with the box in his hands and placed the brocade box on the small table.
The personal disciple brought a box, which contained neatly arranged small bamboo tubes about twenty to thirty inches long. This was news sent by flying pigeons from various prefectures and counties. Every morning after Hai Dongqing got up, he
One thing is to personally check the news from various branches sent by these flying pigeons. With this, he can fully understand the development of Qingjiao activities in various places and the important actions of local governments. With the summary of these news, he can
Can instruct local branches on their actions.
Hai Dongqing actually enjoyed watching these flying pigeons delivering messages every morning. This behavior gave Hai Dongqing the illusion of dominating the world. It was as if he was sitting on the Golden Palace, looking at all the places.
The memorials presented by the ministers, this feeling is the feeling of having power in hand, which is very wonderful.
Hai Dongqing looked at the letters in the bamboo tube one by one. Most of them were words of praise and good news about the growth of some sects. News about the number of new followers somewhere, which local squire officials had converted to Qingjiao, and so on.
In fact, Hai Dongqing is not very interested anymore. Last autumn, when the Qingjiao just started to establish a religion, he was ecstatic about the news. But one moment after another, Hai Dongqing is not so excited now. Because he
We know that the Qingjiao has reached the scale it is today, and it no longer needs too much publicity, and it will naturally grow like a snowball. People in these branches do not know how to keep pace with the times, and they think that the focus of the Holy Gong is on these aspects.
It's really a bit confusing.
At the bottom of the box, there was an ordinary bamboo tube lying there. It was no different from other bamboo tubes. Only the words "Changheng County" were engraved on the bamboo tube. Hai Dongqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
He reached out and took the bamboo tube in his hand. After pulling out the cork, he pulled out a small roll of parchment inside and unfolded it.
"Holy Duke, the master of the Changheng sub-altar, Luo Wenyi, reported that the imperial troops arrived in Changheng today and forced our congregation to gather in the square for a public trial of the Mo couple. At the public trial, Pei Yuanyu, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple of the imperial court, announced
Our Qingjiao is a cult, and we want the members of Changheng County to surrender, and we will ban our Qingjiao. The matter is urgent, and my subordinates cannot sit still and wait for death, so they have ordered to prepare for an uprising. However, my subordinates dare not commit suicide, so they sent a special urgent chicken feather letter to report
.If the Holy Gong is happy, please reply before the second update. The Holy Gong is the greatest!"
"What!" Hai Dongqing jumped up, his face turned red and his whole body was trembling.
