I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 479 Manifesto (asking for monthly votes)

Many people gathered inside and outside the Prime Minister's Temple in the center of Dongsha City. Sang Que was standing on the opposite side of the street, but even from a long distance away, he could hear the voice of the person helping to read the notice under the sign on the outer wall.

The notice was written entirely in classical Chinese. Sang Que listened to it with a frown. In simple terms, the imperial court was making the existence of the fairyland public.

And that was not a notice, it was a manifesto!
The manifesto told the people of Daxuan that all the ghosts in this world were brought from the fairyland by the Jiuge witch. There were no fairies in the fairyland, only people like them, except that there were no ghosts there, just like a fairyland.

All the people in Jiuge are accomplices of the fairyland. Although they are citizens of Daxuan, they are bewitched by the witch and their evil deeds are too numerous to list.

The first two-thirds of the manifesto denounced the evil deeds of Xianxiang and Jiuge, and even pushed the events of the Ghost Opera Troupe and Qinzhou onto Xianxiang and Jiuge, saying that Jiuge was the mastermind behind the scenes and that Jiuge and the Ghost Opera Troupe were involved in both black and white, in order to arouse hatred among the people.

Sangque is not very educated, but this is what the manifesto means.

What she found funny was that she actually took over the ghost troupe. When she released the god of drama in the future, she would be throwing the basin of dirty water on herself.

The last part says that the fairyland has now sent people to attack in large numbers, and the old general Qiu Wanjun died in the battle. The court will never give in and has decided to fight to the death with the people of the fairyland. It hopes that people with lofty ideals can join the court and support the Daxuan Zhenxie Si.

The most important point is that it has been clearly stated in the manifesto that the Evil Suppression Division now has the method to allow ordinary people to become ghost walkers. Any common people who are willing to assist the imperial court in fighting against the fairyland can become a ghost walker, and as long as they gain military merits on the battlefield, they can be granted the title of marquis.

No one knew who wrote these hundreds of words, but he was well versed in stirring up emotions, and the anger in the hearts of the people present, who could hardly even read, was ignited.

"I, an old man, didn't understand why the imperial court's evil-suppression department wanted to destroy witch temples everywhere. I didn't expect Jiuge and the witch temples to be... so abominable!"

"That's right, my grandmother is still secretly worshipping the witch goddess at home. When I return, I will smash the statue!"

"I want to join the army, I want to be a ghost walker, I want to kill all these damn people from the fairyland!"

"That's right. Why do these people from the fairyland banish all the ghosts to our side? Don't we deserve to live?"

"This is too much of a bully, folks. If we don't resist now, we will become slaves of the fairyland in the future, and we might even be fed to ghosts by them!"

"That's right. Look at what Qinzhou has become. The people in these fairylands don't even treat us as human beings."

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The crowd was excited and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

"If you are still a man, follow me to the Evil Suppression Bureau to sign up!"

"go!"

Several young and middle-aged men leading the crowd waved their arms, and a large number of people became excited and followed them towards Xiesi in Dongsha Town.

Sang Que stood across the street and sighed helplessly.

There were problems with the paper and ink used to write the manifesto, and there were also people pretending to be officials in the crowd.

Most of the people outside the Prime Minister's Temple went to the Evil Suppression Bureau, and only a few people were still discussing the contents of the manifesto. One of them questioned what was said in the manifesto, and was eventually spitted at and cursed by others and almost beaten.

There are sober people, but they are too few, and it is difficult for them to speak out in such situations.

Sang Que looked up and saw the ancestral hall with carved beams and painted rafters inside the courtyard wall. He looked into the eyes of the statue of the prime minister inside the ancestral hall, who was sitting in a throne, wearing a bright red official robe and with an upright demeanor.

For a moment, the statue's eyes seemed to move, and its eyes met Sangque's with a complicated look.

Sang Que looked again and saw that it was just a statue. However, in Sang Que's ghost eyes, the statue was surrounded by a layer of soft light, which was getting stronger day by day and glowing with a faint golden color, as it had just absorbed the scent of incense.

Sang Que had to admit that Zuo Jin was quite capable, with just this one article he had strengthened the popularity of him and the Evil Suppression Division, and had united all the people of Daxuan to complete the conscription, which was really brilliant.

"We still have to catch the dream ghost as well."

With a sigh, Sangque disappeared. Dream ghosts are harder to find than ground ghosts, but now that she has a ground ghost, it will be easier to find dream ghosts.

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Pu'an County, Jinzhou.

He Buning ordered the army to station outside the city, took Xiaoliu and the other man into the city, and headed straight for the county government office.

The whole city was in mourning, and a mourning hall was set up in the county government to see Qiu Wanjun off.

When He Buning arrived at the county government office and saw the mourning hall and the coffin containing only Qiu Wanjun's clothes, he walked in with a solemn expression and respectfully lit three incense sticks.

"My Lord, you must help my grandfather to avenge his death!"

Qiu Siming held back his tears and begged He Bu Ning.

He Bu frowned, and Xiao Liu saw this and quickly helped Qiu Siming up, "Captain Qiu, suppressing bandits is the responsibility of my master, Captain Qiu, you don't have to do this."

Qiu Siming invited He Buning to the back room and explained what happened that day. He also gave He Buning a copy of the imperial edict sent by the court with the help of the Five Ghosts Moving Technique. The original copy had already been posted in the county government office.

He Buning had been traveling for days without stopping at any city to rest. When he entered Pu'an County, he saw recruitment booths set up everywhere in the city, with long queues everywhere. He was curious as to why the people of Daxuan had become so active, because in the past, recruitment had to be done by capturing people from villages and towns.

Seeing the manifesto at this moment, why not tighten your fingers and wrinkle the manifesto.

"My Lord?" Qiu Siming asked tentatively.

He Bu Ning suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, put down the letter and asked, "Besides the letter, are there any other secret orders from the Prime Minister?"

Qiu Siming said, "The Prime Minister only said that the affairs of Jinzhou will be temporarily handed over to Marquis Wu'an for full management. When the Prime Minister gathers the troops, he will come to Jinzhou in person."

"When?"

"The Prime Minister didn't say it explicitly, he just said he believed Marquis Wu'an could hold out until he arrived."

The frown on He Bu Ning's face deepened. Even Xiao Liu, who was standing next to him, could sense that the Prime Minister was testing He Bu Ning's stance.

He also used He Buning to block Sang Que, wanting to see if Sang Que would kill He Buning.

After a moment, He Buning raised his head and asked, "They are at Qingfeng Temple at the foot of Jinfeng Mountain, right?"

Qiu Siming nodded.

"Xiao Liu, come with me." He Bu Ning stood up and left, not caring even though it was almost dark.

"My lord, how many people should we take with us?" Xiao Liu asked as he followed He Bu Ning.

"You and I are enough."

Two fast horses rode out of the city one after the other, heading straight for Jinfeng Mountain. Along the way, He Buning's face was as gloomy as water.

Before leaving Shengjing City, Sang Que left him many things at the post station, including some explosives, weapons and medical supplies that he could not even imagine.

He was able to force that group of bandits into a desperate situation so quickly in Dongyue Mountain before. The things left by Sang Que played a big role. He Buning felt that he understood the gap between Daxuan and Xianxiang better than anyone else.

If a full-scale war really breaks out, as long as the Yin people are restrained, Xianxiang will be able to crush Daxuan.

The fact that Sang Que could kill even Qiu Wanjun with a wave of her hand showed that she had done it and successfully entered the realm of ghosts and gods.

There must be a war between his sister and his father. He Buning cannot stop it, and he no longer wants to stop anything. His father has long since become unrecognizable to him.

The only thing he wanted to do now was to find a way to prevent this war from affecting innocent civilians.

This was his mother's original intention when he was young, it was also the original intention of the father in his heart, and it was also his ambition.