I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

The people of Chang'an City did not wait long. Before the sun set, two edicts were issued from the Shangshu Office of the Weiyang Palace.

People had been looking forward to it for a long time. As soon as they saw the messengers passing the edict flying past, they immediately rushed to the nearby notice booth where the edict was posted.

In order to allow the people to understand the contents of the edict issued by him as soon as possible, Liu He ordered the construction of notice booths in every lane to post the edict and the imperial edict.

This notice booth is an ordinary pavilion, with specially-installed call-telling notices. They should not only warn the streets, but also preach the contents of the imperial edict to the people.

Within half an hour after the edict was issued, under the explanations of hundreds of informants in Chang'an City, the common people gradually learned what happened in the front hall in the afternoon.

And people learned all the curious things as they wished.

Huo Guang died, Huo Dang was sentenced, and cholera was over.

The most eye-opening thing for the people was naturally the long list of sentences.

It has been a long time since the people of Chang'an City had seen so many great figures die and their families wiped out: apart from their anger, there was also more or less joy and gloating.

After all, those who died were dignitaries who were far away from them and had nothing to do with ordinary people like them. Many of them were even oppressed by them.

In the north city of Chang'an City, outside the pavilion of Jiazilu in Ping'an, there were hundreds of men wearing various robes, surrounding them several times inside and outside.

Zhou Chushou, the prisoner of this clan, was standing on the wooden platform in the court pavilion, shouting at the top of his lungs an edict that had just been posted.

Every time he pronounced a name, it would elicit a cry of surprise from the people watching, and the sound seemed to drown the pavilion.

At this moment, similar exclamations were echoing one after another in the 160 alleys of Chang'an City.

These bursts of exclamations were like huge waves in oceans and rivers, rolling around in Chang'an City, constantly beating the surrounding city walls, causing some things to loosen.

When Zhou Chushou read out Huo Guang's name and the punishment he had received, the roar of people's voices reached its climax, and the momentum was astonishing.

However, this wave of sound came and went quickly. After it reached its peak, it quickly fell to the bottom.

The people of the Han Dynasty are always kind, and the idea that the dead are the most important is deeply rooted in their hearts.

Once a person dies, no matter what evil deeds he has done during his lifetime, it is easy to be wiped out.

The emotions of anger, joy and schadenfreude quickly subsided in the hearts of the people, and finally disappeared.

The common people in Jiazi Lane in Ping'an Li stood with their hands on their hands, whispered to each other, and then became quiet.

No matter who is on the list, the New Year is just around the corner but they are not able to celebrate it, which always makes these people feel moved.

Finally, Meng Ban, who was squeezed to the edge, stood on his tiptoes, raised his hand and waved, stretched his neck and shouted.

"Hey, these people are dead, so why should we care about them? It's not worth it! It's not worth it!"

"What the old man said is that this man is dead, and it's not interesting to talk about it!" A tall, thin young man in a robe agreed.

"These are all unlucky things. Don't mention them anymore. If you don't pay attention with your words, you might offend Tai Yishen. That would be bad!" The person who spoke was Guan Er from Xianheng Winery.

"Brother Guan is right. It's better to have a good year at home. That's the most important thing." The dark and muscular Zhang San followed.

Although Meng Ban, Guan Er and Zhang San were all immigrants who moved to Jiazi Lane in Ping'an Li this year, people know that they have some close connections with today's society.

These three people are usually very kind and have rich families, so they have some prestige.

After several of them shouted, they immediately won the support of more people.

So, under this commotion, the people of Chang'an City forgot about Huo Guang and Ren Gong.

"Hey, brother Chu Shou, the second edict posted here is very detailed, and it's for us to learn from." After Meng Ban finished speaking, others started to make noises.

Zhou Chushou is in his early forties and has an ordinary appearance. The most obvious sign on his face is the large hairy mole under his cheek.

In fact, he is also from Chang'an. Because he is older and proficient in writing, he was assigned to be the more leisurely pawn this year.

Among the ordinary people in the Han Empire, less than half were literate. Anyone who could read and read would be respected by people.

After Zhou Chushou heard everyone's urging, he waved his hands proudly and said a few words, "Don't worry." After everyone calmed down, he spoke in a high tone.

"This second edict is about the year of the coming year. The determination of the year is a major event. It is related to the destiny of the country, the court, the government, and the county officials..."

"Hey, don't stop pretending. Tell me what the name of this year is, and I'll treat you to a drink after you get off work!" Zhang San shouted anxiously.

"Okay, okay, I have to thank Brother Zhang first. The name of the next year will be..." Zhou Chushou put away his playful smile and said solemnly: "Dingxin!"

"Dingxin?" The people who were watching were whispering to each other and talking about it. However, they were not literate and had no idea what to do, so they had to look at Zhou Chushou again.

"This reform means reforming the past and reforming the past. The edict also said that the county magistrate will implement reforms and implement new policies next year!"

"Reform? New Deal?" The people were still confused and confused by the new words one after another.

"That is to say, the original laws and regulations need to be changed, and new laws need to be introduced... For example, the original land rent is fifteen taxes per one, maybe next year it will be twenty taxes per one!"

"Oh!" Everyone suddenly made a sound of realization. People are very smart about money-related matters.

Immediately, some people started shouting words such as "The new deal is good, the new deal is wonderful", which attracted everyone's happy discussion.

"But in this case, there is another possibility, and that is to change from [-]% tax to [-]% tax." The tall and thin young man just now said with his hands folded and a half-smile. "Nonsense! How could the county magistrate benevolent, how could he do such a thing? It's simply nonsense!" Meng Ban, who had benefited from the emperor, immediately stood up and pointed at the young man and retorted.

But Meng Ban's words failed to convince others. Some people in the crowd had already begun to talk, saying that this reform and new policy may not be a good thing.

At this time, Zhou Chushou, who saw something was wrong, shouted several times, focused everyone's attention on himself again, and continued to explain.

"The county magistrate also said in the edict that the purpose of the reform and new policies is to enrich the people and strengthen the country, which is to make the people of the world richer. Elders, just keep your hearts in your stomach!"

"Exactly, the county magistrate will give porridge in Chang'an city every month, and his wedding to the queen will be simple. He must be a wise king, how can he levy excessive amounts of money!"

"Yes, the county magistrate has distributed meat and wine several times to elderly people over sixty years old, and the money was all taken out of the magistrate's private treasury."

After Guan Er and Zhang San's continuous persuasion, the hanging hearts of the onlookers were finally relieved. They felt that the words of these two people who had contacts with the emperor were more credible.

So, when they looked at the young man, their eyes were full of complaints: he had a hairless mouth, he was not good at work, he talked nonsense during the Chinese New Year, and they didn't know which family he was the son-in-law of or which family he was.

But the young man didn't care about the looks of others. He seemed to be deliberately irritating everyone, and he continued to express his opinions with a half-smile.

"The county magistrate is indeed kind, but the magistrate is not the only one in this court..."

"The world's wealth remains unchanged. If ordinary people like us benefit, the rich and wealthy will be harmed. Maybe they will follow the county magistrate's edict and violate it..."

"When the time comes, no matter how good the edict is, it will not be implemented. Maybe the decree will not leave Weiyang Palace!"

The young man spoke eloquently. Unexpectedly, this young man who looked like a prodigal son could explain it more thoroughly than Zhou Chushou.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This first edict has killed so many high officials, tens of thousands of them. Which blind official dares to oppose the county magistrate!?" Meng Ban said disdainfully.

"Whoever dares to object, this county magistrate will definitely find a way to restrain them. No matter how cruel the people in the court are, can they still be more cruel than Huo Guang?" Zhang San also shouted again at the top of his lungs.

"Exactly, aren't they afraid of the knife that beheads the owl?" Guan Er said, stroking his long beard.

Suddenly, the people watching began to talk again: everyone wanted to know what the magistrate was going to do.

When the discussion and quarrel became more and more noisy, someone outside the crowd suddenly coughed hard several times, and then someone shouted: "Xu Shijun is here!"

After a while, people made a way out of the way, and Xu Guanghan, the leader of the violent chamber, calmly walked to the pavilion under the attention of everyone.

The people who were watching were in awe of Xu Guanghan, not only because he had an official status, but also because people heard that his daughter was accidentally married to a clan member: a clan relative who might be granted a title.

Isn't that a relative of the emperor? The Xu family's ancestral tomb may have grown more than ten times.

"I have just heard the discussion of all the township party members. The emperor wants to reform the law and implement new policies. The purpose is to enrich the people and strengthen the country. We only need to obey the orders. It is not appropriate to talk too much."

Xu Guanghan is naturally a small role in Weiyang Palace, but he is a big shot in Ping An.

When he said these words with his hands behind his back, everyone looked at him respectfully, which made him very happy.

"Although the county magistrate is merciful, the township party members should not talk nonsense on weekdays, lest they leave clues."

There are not many things where people are punished because of their words, but there are also many things where disaster comes from the words spoken. The people who just talked the most happily have already shut their mouths.

"It's getting late, so hurry up and leave. The young and old at home are still waiting for you to go back for dinner." Xu Guanghan said with an air of dignity.

"No." After everyone answered, they all saluted Xu Guanghan and left in groups.

In the end, only the tall and lanky young man was left standing there, smiling and showing no intention of leaving.

Xu Guanghan came to him and said rather displeasedly: "What you just said was too presumptuous. It won't sound good to others, and it will be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives!"

"Uncle's lesson is correct, my foolish nephew knows it."

It turned out that this young man was none other than Liu Bingji.

"As I told you, your identity is different, so you should be more cautious in your words and deeds." Xu Guanghan said with some dissatisfaction.

"My foolish nephew just said it casually and didn't think much about it..."

"You didn't have to think about it in the past, but you have to think about it in the future. You must not be like the people in the edict. In the end, you won't even get a good death."

"Foolish nephew, I understand." Liu Bingjie finally put away his joking expression and said solemnly.

"The county magistrate will make important use of you in the coming year. You must not betray the divine grace, otherwise you will be an ungrateful person."

"My foolish nephew knows that the county magistrate has been so kind to me, and I will definitely repay him with death!"

"That's all. Don't say these unlucky words about your life or death. Guo Xia is still waiting for you to get the wine back. Go get the wine quickly. If I hadn't come to find you, you would have missed the time."

Liu Bing slapped his forehead in sudden realization and hurriedly ran in the direction of Xianheng Winery.

Xu Guanghan looked at Liu Bing's retreating figure and couldn't help but shook his head.

Then he took another look at the two edicts posted in the notice booth, and a hint of worry rose up.

The county magistrates are talented and have great strategies, so the city of Chang'an may not be in peace for a while. (End of chapter)