Chapter 2 The end of unstable people

When Zhou Guoping returned to the clinic, she reached out to her arms and hugged Zhao Suqin. Zhao Suqin wanted to break free, but unfortunately, Zhou Guoping's arms tightly bound her like a steel hoop and could not move.

A strong smell of alcohol emanated from Zhou Guoping's body, and Zhao Suqin whispered: "Have you drunk?"

Zhou Guoping let go of Zhao Suqin and said, "I'm going to go to bed now."

After saying that, he walked towards the bedroom with big strides.

"You don't have to worry about me these two days."

Zhao Suqin said: "The leader of the man in black, Yun Da, has come."

"Yun Da? He doesn't leave Yushan City easily, how could he come to us?"

"It was sent by the county master, and the county master is afraid that you will die."

Zhou Guoping sneered and said, "I underestimated me too much, how could I die so easily."

"The county magistrate said that you have a tendency to self-destruct now and asked me to come to see you. He also said that when you finish the work here, I will escort you to the poorest place in Hanzhong to calm down your mind for two years."

The door on the side opened, and Yun Da, who was a little hunched, walked out of it with a cough.

Zhou Guoping said dissatisfiedly: "If I finish the work here, I will be considered a meritorious service. Why would I drive me to the poorest place to suffer?"

Yun Da’s wrinkled old face smiled and couldn’t stand it even more. He raised his hand to touch Zhou Guoping’s head and said, “This is the practice of our Lantian County in dealing with meritorious ministers. You won’t not know it, right?”

Zhou Guoping shook his head and shook Yun Da's hand and said, "I'm already very big, I'm not that little girl with buck teeth."

Yun Da laughed and said, "When you begged me to teach you more useful sword techniques, your mouth was very sweet."

Zhou Guoping said: "Old man Yun, am I really sick?"

Yun Da shook his head and said, "Young Master said you are sick, and you also found that you are sick, but you are just trying to restrain yourself.

Since it was said by the young master, you must be sick. You have drunk so much wine and eaten a lot of meat. Don’t you just want to have a good sleep?

Now, you can go to bed, your Uncle Yun will watch for you."

Zhou Guoping said: "On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and the old mother who was born returned to her hometown."

Yun Dadao: "I know, go to bed, three hundred black-clothed people are at your disposal."

"Zhao Suqin, don't you sleep with me?"

Zhao Suqin shook her head and said she refused.

Zhou Guoping cursed and got into his bedroom.

When Zhao Suqin also left, Yun Da, dressed as a servant, took out his pipe, squatted on the flower bed, squirted and smoked.

Zhou Guoping was lying in the room listening to Yun Da’s cough and the sound of the tinder, and her heart was calm. She, who was extremely difficult to fall asleep on weekdays, fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Instead of becoming the county magistrate, Tan Boming became the salt road in Yingtian Prefecture, responsible for managing the twenty-eight salt roads in Yingtian Prefecture. In other words, he was the biggest fat in Yingtian Prefecture.

This position is used to make money, not only to make money for the country, but also to make money for yourself.

When the emperor or governor awards this position to someone, it means that both the emperor and governor have acquiesced to make money.

Tan Boming was not a picky person. He was gentle and drizzling, and carefully explained everything about the Fa Cao's term to Yan Ermei, and repeatedly told Yan Ermei to pay attention to local public security.

Yan Ermei was very satisfied with the handover process and was also very satisfied with Tan Boming's unreserved attitude. After Tan Boming handed over the property of the Dharma and counted it, Yan Ermei was even a little ashamed and felt that she shouldn't say that Tan Boming.

After the handover was clear, Tan Boming went to the Salt Road Office the next day and began to check the salt storage and the salt merchants' salt distribution as soon as possible.

At this time, Yingtian Prefecture was calm.

Until a pair of singing father and daughter went to a restaurant to sing, and her twelve or 3-year-old daughter was teased by the evil young man, Nanjing City was in chaos in an instant.

I'm afraid that when the evil young man was chopped into meat paste by someone, he would never have thought that after just touching the girl's face, a group of guys holding the machete and shouting "Wusheng Lao Mother, Vacuum Hometown" would be dismembered without saying anything.

No one was too surprised when such a thing happened. The people in the city of Nanjing don’t have a good temper, and it is not uncommon to have some murder cases from time to time.

Therefore, when the yamen run over, they suddenly discovered that some familiar people in the past are now starting to go crazy, with white cloth wrapped around their heads and white cloth, and a huge white flower is also being made between their waists. The most terrifying thing is that there are people wearing white paper crowns, waving swords, and slashing people wearing silk everywhere.

As soon as the troops from the Five City Military and Ma Si were dispatched to suppress the enemy, they found that many of the soldiers also wrapped white cloth around their heads, holding weapons and fighting with the officers and soldiers who surrounded and suppressed the White Lotus Sect.

"The mother of Wusheng is empty, and the dragon raised his head on the second day of February to welcome Wusheng to the mother of Wusheng."

A wooden altar full of white cloth was quickly built, covered with white silk that had just been robbed. Four white boys and women stood around the altar, and an old woman covered with white silk, wearing lotus crowns, dancing wildly with copper bells on it.

From the beginning, the riots quickly ignited all over the five cities, and the explosions of gunpowder came one after another, making Nanjing, which was still very lively just now, instantly became a ghost town.

Groups of thugs in white clothes rushed out of the streets and alleys. Whenever they met a wealthy family, they would blow up the door with gunpowder and then rush in.

The owner held gold and silver in his hand and begged these people to let go of their children, but they were snatched from the gold and silver. They were chopped over to the ground with one knife and continued to rage to the back house...

When they see blood, gold and silver, the rioters go crazy... not to mention that they are just a group of madmen themselves.

More and more people have tasted the sweetness, so even the gangsters, hooligans, and city foxes and clubs in Nanjing have joined in.

Under their guidance, the mansions of wealthy families were broken, screams, crying, begging for mercy and screams filled the entire city of Nanjing.

In order to avoid being robbed, burned and killed by people in white, some smart families took the initiative to put on white clothes. Before the evil people came, they made a mess of their own, hoping to hide it from these lunatics.

In the eyes of the White Lotus Sect, there seems to be only people in white. As long as they are people in white, they all think they are their own people.

When one of them succeeded, more families followed suit. In an instant, Nanjing City turned into a white ocean.

Although Yingtian Prefecture could not control the city defense of Nanjing City, when Shi Kefa heard the news of the White Lotus Sect's rebellion, he felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer.

Within two days after Shi Dewei left Nanjing with his troops, such a horrific riot occurred in Nanjing.

It is impossible to get in touch with the six ministries in Nanjing.

Zhang Feng's shrill voice came from outside the yamen. It seemed that he was organizing the yamen runners to defend the prefect's yamen, but the Yingtian Mansion's law master Yan Ermei only knew that he was muttering to himself, "This is all his fault."

Under Zhang Feng's leadership, the clerks and minor officials in the prefect's yamen took out bows and arrows from the arsenal, and swords and guns fought against the men in white who were swarming in.

Especially Zhang Feng, standing at the gate of the yamen, with a long sword in front of him, and the ground behind him was filled with feather arrows. With every sound of the bowstring, a man in white was shot overturned, as majestic as a god.

Seeing that the White Lotus Sect opposite was flinching, Zhang Feng shot three White Lotus Sects overturned three times in a row, pulled out the long sword in front of him, shouted and rushed towards the White Lotus Sects with a group of yamen runners, constables, clerks, and minor officials.

The most fierce and fearless crazy believers were shot to death. The rest of the White Lotus Sect who were joining in the fun or the gangsters who pretended to be White Lotus Sect, saw that the killing gods rushed over, and they screamed and threw away the things and weapons they had just stolen, and scattered.

"Quickly summon all the village chiefs to protect each other, and drive the White Lotus Demon out of the city."

Zhang Feng shouted, so that the civil servants who were not familiar with fighting could wake up, and they beat the gongs and drums one by one, shouting that they would grow out of the white lotus demons to drive away the white lotus demons, otherwise they would be fine afterwards."

The government spoke, and some officials were so fierce that they were out of character. The timid inner-level chiefs followed Zhang Feng and the group of people in fear and started a street and a street to clean up the White Lotus Demon.

At the same time, the six subordinates of Nanjing gradually showed their power. The five cities of the Military Command and the officers and soldiers of the Central Army Governor's Office finally cleared the inner ghosts and began to clean up from the center of the city step by step.

The people in the city who had just escaped the disaster in white clothes hurriedly changed into their usual clothes, hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly in the most secret place in their homes, waiting for the disaster to pass.

Zhou Guoping stood on Qixia Mountain and looked down at Nanjing City. There were three purposes for launching the Nanjing City riot. One was to eliminate the White Lotus Sect. This time, the White Lotus Sect in Nanjing had already been dispatched in full swing.

Even if you escape at this time, you will not be able to escape the subsequent liquidation.

The second purpose is to eliminate nobles and wealthy merchants. Even if they cannot be eliminated, they must make them enemies with the people and make public arrangements for the future settlement of nobles and wealthy merchants.

Third, through this incident, Zhang Feng and Tan Boming's reputation was demonstrated, so that their reputation could be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and prepared for the future, to undermine Shi Kefa and take over Yingtian Prefecture in full.

Judging from the effect of rolling black smoke, these three goals have been basically achieved.

The mansions of nobles and salt merchants are naturally not so easy to open. However, when the Yun family's black-clothed crowd was mixed, it was difficult for these servants and guards to become barriers.

Yun Da, squatting on a stone, continued to squeeze, smoking, but his eyes were always on Zhou Guoping.

The city of Nanjing after the riot must have been terrible.

And the riot has just begun...

As the sky gradually darkened, people in black clothes kept returning to Qixia Mountain from various places.

Every time a group of people came back, someone would whisper a few words in Yun Da's ear.

After the last team came back, Yun Da said to Zhou Guoping: "Daughter, it's time for us to leave."

Zhou Guoping whispered: "Have the goal been achieved?"

"The mansions of Xu and Zhu have been burned..."

"How about death or injury?"

"have no idea!"

Zhou Guoping sighed and said, "This is a world where there is no reason to live and no place to die."

Yun Da laughed and said, "Let's go, you don't have time to be sad. There are still many poor people in Hanzhong waiting for you to help."

"Is this atonement?"

Yun laughed and said, "You have never been guilty, so there is no need to say anything about apologizing. If you say that you will die in the future, you, Uncle Yun, and I, you, think about the things you did back then, and you will feel that you will not die well."
Chapter completed!