The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 875
The battle on Kuizhou Road continued.

On this day, Zhao Hu led his army down the Peiling River to outside Delongwu County.

Longwu County is the only city in Peizhou except Lewen and Peiling.

Although Zhao Jun only led [-] troops to arrive, the New Song Antler Army in Longwu County was panicked, and immediately abandoned the city and fled to Qianzhou to the east.

Many soldiers in their army fled from Peiling City, and they really didn't have the confidence to fight the Great Song Feilong army again.

Zhao Hu took down Longwu without any effort.

The national flag of the Song Dynasty was erected on the head of Longwu County.

Peizhou fully restored the hand of Song Dynasty.

Later, Yue Peng also led his army to Longhua, and the whole territory of the Nanping Army was also recovered.

The bear howling army in the city fled to Leyuan, Zhenzhou.

In a short period of time, Song Dynasty recovered three states and seven cities one after another, which was unstoppable.

The soldiers of the New Song Dynasty in Kuizhou are in danger.

Good news spread frequently in Changsha.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that the imperial army of the Great Song Dynasty could recover so much territory in such a short period of time.

Judging from this situation, it is possible that the war in the western borders of the Great Song Dynasty will come to an end before the war in the northern borders ends.

The city of Changsha was filled with joy again.

But Zhao Dongting only recorded the military achievements of each army, and did not list them.

Now is not the time to celebrate.

Because the entire Song Dynasty is still in a state of being invaded.

Lin'an has not yet recovered.

His replies to all the armies were only about [-] short characters. I am very happy that you can fight well, and I will continue to work hard. I look forward to the restoration of the Great Song Dynasty.

Shilong County, Huazhou, Guangnan West Road.

The magistrate's government office occupies a very large area in the middle of the inner city.

Since Zhao Dongting implemented the New Deal, all the yamen in the Song Dynasty except the yamen with a large number of officials such as social security, supervision, and punishment, the rest of the yamen worked in the government office of the State Council.

Many state capitals in the Song Dynasty are no longer under the control of the county magistrate or chief official as before.

At this moment, Song Bitao, the prefect of Huazhou, was sitting in his own room, reviewing official documents.

On the desk in front of him, there are thick official documents piled up, but most of them have been stamped with red approval.

This general, who once served as a grain transport officer in the army, is not bad at handling government affairs.Since he took charge of Huazhou, there have been no disturbances in Huazhou.

"Lord Zhizhou!"

Outside the door, there was a shout suddenly.

Song Bitao with a square face looked up, "Come in!"

Having been an official for several years, he is more like a civil servant, and he already has a not-so-faint official authority on his face.

A middle-aged man with a sword in a gray robe walked into the room until Song Bitao approached, "A letter has arrived from the palace!"

This gray-robed man with a sword in his hand bulged slightly at his temples. It could be seen that he was a master with some achievements in internal strength, but he was enshrined in the Anwei Hall of Wuding Hall.

Zhao Dongting wrote that Zhu Zongyao recruited masters to set up the Anwei Palace to protect the officials in the court.The rank of Zhizhou is not too low, so there is a special person to protect it.

"A letter from the palace?"

Song Bitao was slightly stunned, and took the letter from the priest.

Since he became the magistrate of Huazhou, even if there are any government orders from the emperor, they are all issued through the transit envoy, and he has never sent such a direct message.

Realizing that the matter might not be simple, Song Bitao quickly opened the letter.As soon as he saw it, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

There are rioters gathering in Huazhou.

This letter was written by the emperor himself, although he was not blamed.But between the lines, it can still be seen that the emperor is slightly dissatisfied with him.

Song Bitao put the letter on the table, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Go and ask Mr. He from the Social Security Bureau to come and see me."

The priest nodded and walked outside.

Then some soldiers hurried out of the government office and ran towards the Social Security Bureau.

Song Bitao frowned and sat in the room, secretly lost in thought.

He was also puzzled that rioters would appear in Huazhou.In the past few years, he asked himself that the people's livelihood in Huazhou was constantly improving, and it stands to reason that there shouldn't be a mutiny among the people.

But the news sent by the emperor himself will never be false.

After a short while, a fast horse stopped outside the government office of Zhizhou.

He Busheng, director of the Social Security Bureau of Shilong County, hurried to Song Bitao's room. When he entered the room, he was already out of breath.

Song Bitao was his immediate boss.

When Song Bitao saw him, the first thing he said was: "There are rioters in Huazhou, why haven't you heard anything about it?"

He almost shouted and asked.

He Busheng, who was about 40 years old, was slightly stunned, and then said: "The rioters? My lord, where did you hear the news?"

There was some doubt and surprise in his eyes.

Obviously, until now, he still didn't know about it.

Song Bitao's voice was low, and he handed Zhao Dongting's autographed letter to He Busheng, saying: "The emperor's autographed letter, you can see for yourself!"

He Busheng couldn't help swallowing when he heard the word "Emperor".He never thought that this matter would come from the emperor.

And I didn't have any news beforehand, and I didn't know if the emperor would be dissatisfied with it.If the emperor is angry, isn't it just a joke to take off the black hat of his district chief?

He took the letter tremblingly, and after reading it, his face turned pale, and he said bitterly to Song Bitao, "My lord, I haven't received any news..."

Song Bitao yelled softly: "Then hurry up and investigate!"

"well."

Only then did He Busheng come to his senses, and quickly agreed to run outside.

But at this moment, there was another shout outside the house, "Master Zhizhou! Master Zhizhou!"

The shout was in a hurry, and it was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that the person who shouted was running wildly.

Song Bitao's face became more serious, and he shouted to the door: "What's the noise?"

A disgraced little official rushed into the room, without paying attention to saluting, he said to Song Bitao, "It's a disaster, it's a disaster! Some rioters forced their way into the grain storage! The grain storage is on fire, it's on fire!"

"what?"

Song Bitao shouted, "The grain storage is on fire!"

This time, even his face turned pale.

The grain storage depot is the place where grain is stored in the city, and these grains are not only for the rations of the defenders and officials in the city, but also ready to be transported to the front line at any time.

Without food, what do the frontline troops have to eat?
He Busheng was stunned at first, and then ran outside in a hurry as if his butt was smoking.

It is dereliction of duty for the bureau chief to gather mobs without knowing it. Now that the mobs set fire to the grain storage, he has to bear a great responsibility.

Now what he is worried about is not whether the black hat on his head can be kept, but whether this life can be kept.

After Song Bitao came back to his senses, he also shouted to the outside of the house: "Quickly inform Commander Zhang of the garrison! Let him lead the army to kill the rioters!"

Then he couldn't sit still, and hurried out of the house.

Even if such a major event happened, he could hardly escape the blame.

But it was too late after all.

By the time Song Bitao rushed to the grain storage in the city with his people, the grain storage was already on fire.

The billowing thick smoke can be seen from far away.

There was chaos all around the grain storage.

Detectives from the Ministry of Social Security have arrived and are arresting people here, but there are still many rioters running into the crowd.

They hid among the crowd of people who were watching, and it was very difficult to find them again.

Song Bitao looked at the burning grain storage warehouse, his face was ashen, and he almost fell off his horse.

Although some officials were rushing to put out the fire, the little water obviously couldn't extinguish the fire at all.

The grain storage is over...

Soon, Commander Zhang of the defenders in the city arrived with most of the soldiers.

But seeing this scene, I was also dumbfounded.

He hurried to Song Bitao and asked, "Master Song, where are those rioters?"

Song Bitao closed his eyes and said, "The rioters are already being captured by the police. Commander Zhang should hurry up and let the soldiers put out the fire!"

Then he seemed to think of something, suddenly flattered his horse, and hurried towards the government office.

Head Zhang personally led the soldiers to fight the fire.

The fire here attracted more and more people to come and watch.

It has been several years since such a major event has happened in Stone Dragon City.As for the rioters who crashed into the grain storage depot, the common people naturally talked about it, with different opinions.

There are even people who hold the saying that the emperor's cruel murder of his brother was transformed by a demon.The rebellious people come from the divine religion, but obey the destiny.

In short, some people in the crowd deliberately vilified Zhao Dongting.

Song Bitao, who returned to the government office, hurriedly wrote a letter and sent it to Shicheng County.

The Shilong grain storage depot was burned, and he worried that the same thing would happen in Shicheng County.Because in the short time outside the grain storage depot, he has already noticed that this matter is not simple.

Although those rioters are a mob, but their goals are clear, and they advance and retreat in a certain way, there must be someone behind the scenes to coordinate.

(End of this chapter)