Chapter 835: The Book of the Flying Pigeon

The chaotic night finally passed, when the sun showed its face in the east, sprinkling thousands of golden rays to bathe Changheng County, the bloody and tragic situation caused by the catastrophe of this night was revealed to the sun.

The entire county was in shambles, and the streets were full of corpses. Pools of bright red blood were everywhere, shocking. Most of the houses in the county town were also destroyed, and the houses of residents were burned down one by one, and there were dozens of fires in Wuzi at this moment. The ruins that collapsed after the fire were embedded in the city like huge black scars, making the already chaotic city look like it had survived the catastrophe.

The people who had been terrified all night gathered in groups in a few open spaces in the city. The children cried out in pain, and the people were blank. Many people who had been abducted by the Christians in retaliation found the bodies of their relatives who had been killed by the Christians, and they howled even more.

In front of the county government square, which had been burned by the fire, Pei Yuan and Hou Changqing were guarding and registering the captured Qingjiao members on the square with hundreds of guards. These are some of the members who did not run away, who were wounded, and who surrendered voluntarily. At this moment, they were sitting on the ground with their heads in disgrace and holding their heads, they never thought that they would end up like this under the protection of the Holy Father. Under the blessing of the Holy God, how could it be that 4,000 people could not even defeat 500? It's a really hard question.

He Anmin walked from Dongshou Street with a pale face, and came to Pei Yuan and Hou Changqing to bow his hand. He had gone to inspect the damage and casualties in the city. The situation in the city was terrible, and last night the forbidden army should have carried out a massacre without scruples, with thousands of dead and wounded. Most of the houses in the city were destroyed. As the magistrate of Changheng County, He Anmin felt both self-blame and panic in his heart.

"He County Order, you came just in time. The aftermath here will be handed over to you, and we will return to Beijing today. The matter here can only be dealt with by you, you are the Changheng County Order, and it is naturally up to you to dispose of it. Pei Yuan said with a yawn smile.

"What? Two adults leaving? He Anmin was stunned.

"What? If you don't leave, you can't stay here? We have to go back to Beijing and report this to the imperial court. The Qingjiao rebellion and the death of so many people, such a big matter naturally had to be reported to the imperial court. You can rest assured, He County's order was also meritorious yesterday, and it helped us quell the rebellion of the cultists here, which is a great achievement. We'll report to the court, and you'll wait for your promotion. Pei Yuan laughed.

"Two adults, the lower official didn't mean that, the lower official said, you threw this mess here to the lower official, what should the lower official do? How to deal with such a situation. More than a thousand people were killed and wounded, and the streets of the city were stained red. You've arrested so many people, and you're just leaving, what should I do? He Anmin spread his hands and said.

"He County Order, what should I do, do you come to ask us? We helped you quell a rebellion, how to reassure the people afterwards, do you want us to help you here? Are you worried that they will come back to life? Don't worry, so many people have died, do they dare to make trouble? The more than 1,000 members of the sect who were caught were difficult to deal with. Otherwise, we'll slaughter them all, and save them from getting into trouble again. Hou Changqing said.

He Anmin was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, don't do this." These are the people who sin unto death. In fact, they are all bewitched ordinary people. That's it, the two adults left me some manpower, and the subordinate will deal with it himself. After the two adults returned to Beijing, please immediately request that someone be sent to support, relief or resettlement on behalf of the lower official court, without the support of the imperial court. ”

"The report will definitely be reported, and if you want us to keep people, it is impossible. These are forbidden troops, but they are not left to do chores for you. It's up to you to find a way to keep the law and order here. In a few days, the court will have to come, you hold on for a few days. Hou Changqing said.

He Anmin was stunned and said, "Don't you even leave some people behind?" How's that good? ”

Pei Yuan comforted: "It's only a few days, the imperial court will send someone." He County ordered to find a way to survive these few days. ”

He Anmin shook his head and sighed: "Master Pei, Hou Dutou, you don't know." This Qingjiao is not only in my Changheng County, but also in the nearby states and counties. Things are going to happen here, and they're not going to give up. If you leave, once they make a comeback, the county will not be able to fight at all. In fact, it's okay, they came, and the county killed them. Let's go, but we must return to the capital as soon as possible and report to the court to get ready. …… This incident may cause a backlash against the Qingjiao, which will be a catastrophe for the imperial court and the world. The imperial court must be prepared to deal with it. ”

Hou Changqing laughed and said, "You mean...... Will these rabbles really rebel? Just by 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. After today's events, they all peed their pants in fear? ”

He Anmin frowned and looked at Hou Changqing, not knowing what to say. If you really pee your pants in fear, that's a good thing. I am afraid that not only will it not be so, but it will arouse their ferocity. They have already been designated as a cult and will be banned. Can they be willing to do so?

Pei Yuan realized the seriousness of the problem. He frowned and said, "He County Order, otherwise, you can go with us, so as not to cause accidents here." ”

He Anmin pointed to the streets of the houses and said, "Then what should I do here?" No one to preside over the aftermath? I also patted my ass and left, am I worthy of the court and the people? I'm not going. ”

Pei Yuan frowned and said: "He County Order, the matter is urgent, since what you said is so serious, why be stubborn." There's no way we're going to stay, and if you're worried, you'll have to come with us. ”

He Anmin took a step back and said: "Thank you, but I can't go, Changheng County is under my jurisdiction, and I He Anmin have a heavy responsibility for the situation to this point." So many people have died, in fact, it is because of my poor governance. If the Qingjiao wants to kill me, I will die and apologize. ”

"Hey, why are you so ignorant of current affairs? It's funny for you to stay and die. Hou Changqing said.

He Anmin said: "Hou Dutou, there are some things you don't understand, I only ask for one thing, take my wife and children to the capital, I have relatives in the capital, and I will go to my relatives with them." As for me, the two adults don't care. Let's go, you two, I'll have to take someone to clean up the corpses from the streets. On a hot day, it stinks before noon, but don't make a plague. ”

Pei Yuan was slightly admired in his heart, he didn't look at this He Anmin in his eyes at first, but at this moment, he was impressed by him. But I just admire it, Pei Element will never stay.

"Okay, Lord He must hold on, and we will quickly ask the imperial court to send someone to come to the rescue. Without further ado, I think we'd better hurry up. lest you have long nights and many dreams. Pei Yuan said.

"Okay." Hou Changqing nodded, got up and shouted loudly to gather the team.

The 500 forbidden troops wounded fifty or sixty people, but none of them feared for their lives. The wounded had been arranged to be pulled by a cart and a mule. Hou Changqing and Pei Yuan got on the horse, and the group quickly walked through the messy streets, leaving the city without looking back.

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In the back house of the main altar of the Qingjiao in Tianfu, the Holy Princess, Hai Dongqing, had just woken up from the soft bed. The thin quilt beside him couldn't hide the delicate bodies of the three naked girls, who were the daughters of the three sect members who had been sent to 'bless' last night. Hai Dongqing reached into the quilt, pinched it hard on a round buttocks, and said with a smile: "The sun is drying your buttocks, don't you wait for the deity to get up?" ”

The three girls got up weakly, took their scarred bodies from last night to dress Hai Dongqing's clothes and hair, and waited for the Holy Father, who was tortured last night, to get up.

After washing, Hai Dongqing came out of the door and came to the porch wearing a black thin coat, and the slaves had already served the tea, which was not hot or lukewarm at the moment. Hai Dongqing sat on the big chair and beckoned to the slave who was holding a brocade box at the bottom of the steps. The slave hurriedly stepped forward with the box in his hand and placed the brocade box on the small table.

The personal slave called the box, and there were twenty or thirty small bamboo tubes about an inch long neatly placed inside. This is the news sent from the branch altars of various states and counties with flying pigeons, and the first thing Hai Dongqing does after getting up every morning is to personally check the news of the branches sent by these flying pigeons. In this way, he can have a comprehensive understanding of the development of the activities of the Youth Education in various places and the important actions of the local government. With this information in hand, he was able to direct the actions of the various altars.

Every morning when I read these flying pigeons, Hai Dongqing actually enjoyed it very much. This kind of behavior gives Hai Dongqing the illusion of dominating the world. It was as if he was sitting on top of the Jinluan Treasure Hall, watching the performances presented by courtiers from all over the world, and this feeling was the feeling of power in hand, which was very wonderful.

Hai Dongqing looked at the handbooks in the bamboo tube one by one, and most of them were some words of praise for virtue and good news about the growth of some sects. The number of new sect members in a certain place, and the news of which local squire official converted to the Qingjiao, Hai Dongqing was actually not very interested in it. Last fall, when the Qingjiao had just begun to establish its teaching, he was ecstatic at the news. But at this time and at that time, Hai Dongqing is not so excited now. Because he knows that the Qingjiao has reached the scale of today, it no longer needs too much publicity, and it will naturally grow like a snowball. The people in these altars do not know how to keep pace with the times, and they think that the focus of the Holy Father is on these aspects, which is really a bit incomprehensible.

At the bottom of the box, an ordinary bamboo tube lies there, no different from other bamboo tubes, only the bamboo tube is engraved with the words 'Changheng County'. Hai Dongqing took a sip of the teacup, reached out to hold the bamboo tube in his hand, pulled out the cork, and took out a small roll of parchment paper inside.

"The Holy Father is above, and Luo Wenyi, the master of the Changheng Altar, reported that the soldiers and horses of the imperial court arrived in Changheng today and forced our sect to gather in the square to conduct a public trial of the Mo couple. At the public trial meeting, Pei Yuanyuan, the young secretary of the Dali Temple of the imperial court, declared our Qingjiao a cult and asked the members of our Changheng County to surrender and ban our Qingjiao. The matter is urgent, and the subordinates cannot sit idly by, and have ordered to prepare for the incident. But his subordinates didn't dare to be self-dictatorated, so they sent an urgent chicken feather letter to report. If the Holy Father is happy, please reply before the second watch. The Holy Father is great! ”

"What!" Hai Dongqing jumped up, his face flushed, and his whole body trembled.