retaliate

Chapter 635 Sven, You Can

Since Chang'an became the capital of the Tang Dynasty, the things that have happened in the imperial city are like stars, countless.

For example, there were no fewer than 20 officials who threatened to kill them head-on.

"They didn't die in the end."

"It's all about being harsh and soft inside, who wants to kill him head-on?"

"I hesitated after running for a few steps, and at most there was a bag on my forehead."

Menzi was stunned, although he also felt that the possibility was unlikely, but even if Zhen Siwen hit a bump on the head, Guozhang would be fine, and he, a little shrimp, might be cannon fodder.

In northern Xinjiang, the emperor was dissatisfied, and the head of the state was dissatisfied.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction. After all, Northern Xinjiang is a wall of the Tang Dynasty, blocking the fierce Beiliao cavalry. When it is time to comfort, it is really not a big deal to use a small official to perform the operation.

"You wait."

Menzi turned around to report.

The matter also spread to various yamen and the emperor.

"Your Majesty, there is a county magistrate from the northern border, begging for the grain that has been withheld, saying that he is going to kill him head-on!"

After hearing the news of Chu He's death, the emperor was gloomy for a while and demoted a few officials with metaphysics background.

"What food?"

Han Shitou said: "It is said that Chenzhou bought seven or eight thousand shi of grain from various places last year, so the head of the state withheld the five thousand shi of grain that should have been given to Chenzhou, saying it was transferred to other places."

"Here, is there a problem?" the emperor said coldly.

"The county magistrate said that Beiliao is about to make a move recently, and if it doesn't work out, it will go south in a big way. The purchase of grain is to prepare for the war."

"Battle, let's talk!"

The emperor thought of Chu He.

The emperor would not be moved by the death of a servant girl, what made him angry was that Ning Yayun dared to refuse her solicitation.

"Yes."

Han Shitou turned and went out with calm eyes.

Let's talk about the war?

If the soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang knew your attitude, what would they think?
Faint Lord!

Angry!

We are also angry!

That's right, although our minds are full of His Majesty's great enmity, and the Lord's great cause of rebellion, we also have Datang in our hearts!

But what's on your mind?
Old dog!

He walked out of the pear garden, and several servants came to please him.

The servant who sent the message was blocked behind.

"Come here."

The servant stepped forward, and Han Shitou patted him on the shoulder, "The message was delivered in a timely manner, so I'll check it out later."

"Yes." Han Shaojian in Quanqing Palace patted the shoulder, and the servant was very excited.

Han Shitou smiled, "Your Majesty knows your loyalty. However, there are always some courtiers who don't know and always make trouble for Your Majesty."

The servant made up his mind, and said with righteous indignation: "The servant knows."

Later, when he left the palace, he met a few acquaintances.

"Where are you going?"

"A county magistrate came from Northern Xinjiang to ask for food. Isn't this causing trouble for His Majesty? Let's go find out."

"Your Majesty is unhappy?"

"We don't know, but I think I'm not happy."

The county magistrate of northern Xinjiang came to ask for food, and the emperor was not happy.

Why are you unhappy?

When humans think, the gods laugh.

The emperor was dissatisfied with Beijiang, and even if Beijiang lacked soldiers and food, it had nothing to do with his old man.

Many things need to be fermented slowly.

Just like wine, it changes bit by bit, until finally, it quietly turns into fine wine.

The head of the country also got the news.

It happened that he was going out. "Go and see."

A group of people surrounded him and came out.

Zhen Siwen was outside.

Hearing that a fierce man who wanted to die outside the household department came to northern Xinjiang, many officials took excuses to watch the fun.

Zhou Zun, the servant of Zhongshu, was among them.

"Mr. Lang, it is said that he is the magistrate of Taiping County, Chenzhou, and that is my uncle's."

Chang Mu shook his head, "Why are you so reckless? It's hard to get off a tiger now, and after he leaves, my uncle will also be laughed at."

Zhou Zun said: "The Ministry of Households is not honest in doing this, but it is impeccable. As for this person, he seems to be a bit reckless. Zitai's skill of knowing and employing people is almost meaningless."

Yang Songcheng and others stood in the gate.

"I've seen the king!"

Zhen Siwen shouted loudly and saluted at the same time, "May I ask the father-in-law, when will my five thousand shi grains from Chenzhou be shipped to the north?"

There are many people outside.

Yang Songcheng said indifferently: "Everywhere in the Tang Dynasty needs food. You have enough in Chenzhou, and the other places are not enough. Naturally, it should be adjusted. Don't even think about the five thousand stones."

Zhen Siwen's face gradually turned red, "But that's the northern border. We will face the Beiliao iron cavalry. If we are besieged, we will rely on the food for support... I am willing to die for the Tang Dynasty, but I have no food in my stomach. The man can't hold it anymore!"

"Bold!" shouted the officials behind Yang Songcheng.

"The lower officials called Zhen Daudao!"

Zhen Siwen poked his neck and asked with a blushing face, "Where did the food go?"

Someone in the crowd said: "Go to southern Xinjiang!"

There are always people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, but when everyone follows the sound, that person has already fled.

"Southern Xinjiang is rich in products. In front of Southern Xinjiang is the Southern Zhou Dynasty, which was feared by the Tang Dynasty. The rebels in Southern Xinjiang have long been lingering..." Zhen Siwen was angry, "Why do you want to withhold the grain from my Chenzhou to Southern Xinjiang? , is it because Nanjian has a son-in-law of the country's father?"

What the hell!

How dare this man speak!
Even Zhou Zun said: "This man is really bold!"

Yang Songcheng said indifferently: "There are rebels in the southern border, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty is also ready to move, but in the northern border, the old man has never heard of the news of the Northern Liao and the south. What is more important, the people of the world should have a fair opinion!"

The entourage behind him whispered: "The villain remembers him."

Afterwards, it is natural to retaliate when it is time to retaliate.

Zhen Siwen shouted: "Northern Xinjiang was raised by the stepmother, and Southern Xinjiang can enjoy its success without any problems. The soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang are used to this. But why should we deduct our food? Today, I am here to ask, To give, or not to give?"

"What if I don't give it to you?" Someone sighed.

Zhou Zun said: "This person's words are too much. Let someone tell him later and go back quickly. In addition, write to Zitai and ask his employer to pay attention to it in the future."

Chang Mu nodded, "The old man will arrange it later."

Over there, Yang Songcheng frowned: "Vulgar!"

The entourage around him shouted: "Avoid!"

This is what it means not to give.

There was even a small official who said mockingly: "If you have the ability, you can kill one and see?"

"Okay!" Zhen Siwen straightened his clothes and glanced at the north.

Our soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the country, but the dignitaries in Chang'an ignored it.

This is not fair!
My chest was filled with grief and indignation, I was silent, I was not fair!

These injustices must be uncovered by someone!

Sven!

You can do it!
You can do it!

Zhen Siwen lowered his head and started running.

"Hey! This person really wants to go!"

"Run away!"

"See where he can go!"

"At most two steps before the gate, you have to slow down."

But Zhen Siwen ran faster and faster!
Fast……

"not good!"

The expressions of the staff around Yang Songcheng changed, "This person can't stop!"

At that speed, it looked like he was really going to crash and die outside the gate.

And, faster and faster!
Zhen Siwen lowered his head, without hesitation!

"Stop him!"

Yang Songcheng said lightly.

A confidant official rushed up and stood in the way.

He said with a smile, "Don't worry, the abbot..."

Bah!
Zhen Siwen bumped into his ribs.

Then the person flew into the air and crashed directly into the door frame.

Bah!
He bumped his head against the door frame and fell heavily.

The forehead was bloody and bloody.

Blood flowed down quickly, through the closed eyes, and through the tightly closed lips.

"Oh my God!"

"Ow!"

Only then did the knocked down official howl, "The old man's bones are broken!"

A doctor from Zuo Wuwei happened to pass by. Seeing this, he ran over to investigate carefully.

"Three broken ribs."

Zhou Zun walked to Zhen Siwen's side, "Show him."

The doctor smiled flatteringly at the head of the country, and then walked over.

"This time, I'm afraid the skull was injured, so I have to save it quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to save it."

He found it was quiet around him.

Take a look slowly.

Someone looked serious.

Someone looked angry.

Someone's face is livid...

In addition to breaking three ribs of the official blocking the way, he almost killed himself.

……

Chang Mu said softly: "This man looks like a bandit!"

He is not afraid of death, and his style is like a gangster.

For the first time since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, an official was bumped to death outside the gate of the government office!
Things are getting worse!

Yang Songcheng said in a deep voice: "First, treat this person immediately. Second, replenish five thousand shi of grain, the best kind, and ship it to Chenzhou immediately."

"Master, your face..."

An official said worriedly.

"Is it the old man's face that matters, or Datang's affairs? Hurry up!"

Yang Songcheng took a deep breath, and the staff around him whispered, "Master, I'm in trouble!"

The Ministry of Households withheld food from the frontier, and frontier officials came to ask for it, but the Ministry of Households humiliated them and refused to give them.The official was so indignant that he bumped his head to death outside the gate of the household department.

Tobe's reputation!
The reputation of the king!
Finished!

The traitor's hat can't be taken off.

"Dog thief!"

Someone in the crowd cursed angrily.

"Who?"

Yang Songcheng's followers shouted and asked.

"Do not talk!"

Yang Songcheng's face remained unchanged, "At this moment, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make."

This is outrage!
Public anger, can not commit!
The servant saw this scene, turned around and ran away.

Han Shitou got the news and said, "This matter is forbidden in the palace."

"Yes."

The servant took a look at Han Shitou, thinking that Han Shaojian is really loyal!

Turning around, he met a servant he had made friends with.

"You sweating profusely, where did you go?"

"Just now..." The waiter thought of Han Shitou's gag order, but the eagerness to show off after seeing the excitement defeated him, and he whispered: "This matter must be kept secret..."

"do not worry."

"There is a county magistrate from Northern Xinjiang..."

……

Han Shitou entered the pear garden.

"His Majesty."

The emperor is reading the memorial.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the county magistrate just knocked his head down outside the gate of the household department, saying that... his life and death are uncertain."

The emperor threw down the score in his hand, "The Tang Dynasty has been in power for many years, and I have never heard of such a shocking thing. It has a rich history. After many years, will someone say that I am insane? Ask the medical officer to rescue him! No matter what the cost! "

Withholding frontier food and forcing border officials to death is an infamy that even the emperor dared not recite.

Han Shitou bowed and said, "The head of the state has neglected the jurisdiction of the household department."

This is the national father's fault, His Majesty is still wise and mighty.

The emperor smiled, "Go!"

Han Shitou went out, thinking about it while walking.

That Zhen Siwen, Zhen Daudao, is indeed one of Lang Jun's subordinates!

Loyal!
This person can be reused!

……

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