Fifteen The power of the commander can't figure it out
As Master Dianshi rushed over at the lead, the soldiers also quickly followed.
Evacuate the surrounding people and remove the bricks and stones on the ground.
Following the official's wave, more than a dozen strong soldiers surrounded the large beam and stuffed the whistle sticks and iron rods they brought with them into the slightly raised opening on the edge of the bell.
.
"one two three!"
"one two three!"
"one!......"
"..."
With the exertion of force, the muscles in each soldier's hand became bulging, his body was red, and his face had a ferocious look on his face, but he was unable to lift the giant bell.
Dianshi turned around and glanced at the garrison commanders who defended the city and the thief Cao Bei.
The six garrison commanders took a step forward together, pulled the exhausted ordinary soldiers behind them, took the tools from their hands to pry the big bell, and leaned down at the same time.
Well!
Forehead!
Um!
...
The muffled sound of exerting force was heard, and the blood vessels on the bodies of several garrison commanders swelled instantly. It was as if the sound of subtle water flow could be heard continuously from the swollen blood vessels.
Click, click
With the exertion of the body, the green bricks had been crushed, and the cracking sound was heard again in the square where the mud brick surface was exposed.
The girder beams that were unable to be lifted by more than a dozen soldiers were slowly moved away by the garrison commanders, revealing the shattered but still intact ground underneath.
This is the power of the garrison commander.
The soldiers looked in awe at their respective garrison commanders who returned to their posts in front of them. Several people from the team stepped forward, pushed aside the layers of dust and mud bricks, and pulled the man who was covered by the big bell.
The poor thing is exposed.
The bell-ringer was huddled unconsciously in the mess. After turning over, his face was covered in bruises and bleeding, which made Dian Shi, who came over to check, sigh.
Since the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed and the fate of the Great Fan Zhong was unknown, this Daliang Bian appeared in the lives of all the Liang people in Shangqiu City along with the establishment of the new dynasty.
A total of nine hundred and thirty-six years, from early morning to sunset every day
, this big bell rings on time every time.
When successive Liang emperors traveled as princes, they would definitely come here and ring the bell in person.
But today, the big beam that has become the epitome of the country's society fell down, and it also crushed a gangster to the point of death.
As the yamen leader of Shangqiu City, he felt as if the clock was not on the ground, but on his back.
But,
As long as! Just catch those two people!
Dianshi stared at Bangfu who was being lifted up by several soldiers on the ground, shouting in his heart that as long as he caught those two figures, one black and one gray, he wouldn't have to carry the big bell.
You can even lead this matter to the county magistrate. When the time comes, the county magistrate, who is in charge, and the county magistrate, who is in charge of prison litigation in the city, and the second in command, will be unlucky together, hehe...
According to the official system of Daliang, if the position of county magistrate or chief registrar is reduced or becomes vacant, Dian Shi can fill it first and hold the post concurrently.
...
"Where did the scholar...and the Equinox go?" Mr. Wei also saw two figures, one black and one gray, flashing past the bell tower after the smoke cleared.
Fireworm asked.
"Fei Guo Qi Lie." Wang Huo Chong opened his mouth, then paused, and finally said these four words.
Without saying anything, Mr. Wei looked deeply at the messy scene, turned around and climbed into the carriage.
Hey! Drive!
With a flick of the riding whip, the carriage started to move.
Riding horses and carriages are not allowed in the city, but no one is paying attention to this mess at this time. Later, when he is caught and questioned by the officers and soldiers, he can also use it as an excuse to escape for his life.
After all, it has been almost a thousand years, and the old rules in the city have long since learned to be flexible.
...
There was a commotion in the middle of the four squares, and large groups of tooth servants and soldiers scattered in all directions, like streams of black water, flowing into each square and street.
The streets of Qingpingfang are full of vendors setting up stalls, ranging from candied haws to sugar figures, from masks that children like to women’s fans, and there are bustling crowds.
It was stuck together with the crowded stalls.
Enter along a large white stone archway with "Qingpingfang" written on it. The ground is paved with fine chipped bluestones. The ground is very clean. In response to the vendors in every household, the wine shop will have the waiters go out every now and then.
Clean the area in front of the door.
A row of inns is on the left, and a row of flower houses are on the right. These three streets are surrounded by shops, inns, flower houses, and restaurants.
It's about an hour before dinner, and many wine shops have already opened their doors to show off.
There were also a lot of reins gradually added to the horse-hitch posts in front of the flower building.
After passing through the stone square, at the end of the second-floor corridor of the townhouse on the left, two figures suddenly rolled out of the air and then went straight in.
Bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and rolling was heard.
Rustling stood up, patted his clothes and started to make a sound. He slowly turned the corner of the corridor, and his voice became clearer.
"It's so evil, I can't even touch it with my hands, how could it fall?!" The man in gray clothes complained angrily, twisting his neck and looking out of the corridor while talking.
The man in black robe shook his head and said nothing, but the expression on his face also looked quite confused.
"Damn it, there's yellow mud in your crotch, it's just shit." He cursed angrily in a low voice. The scholar raised his hand to stretch out his already furrowed thick eyebrows, and lowered his head to think.
Han Qiufen looked at him without bothering him, and gently raised his hand from under his body to the front.
A piece of eight thumb-sized crystal clear ice crystal snowflakes condensed out, and slowly drifted out of the corridor with an inexplicable wind.
This is a little trick that Han Qiufen has figured out from his own skills and energy. This piece of ice crystal snowflake will feed back to him every move that happens below the second floor of the inn.
...This node is really weird. When I stood on it at the autumnal equinox, the big clock fell down. Why did it fall when the big clock was swinging?