I handed in the sand sculpture through the book system

After promulgating the edict and blatantly tearing up his face, Mu Chen didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly ordered the left and right fighters to take charge of the ministers and imprison them, and never give them time to react - the historical consultant had repeatedly reminded him before, telling him about the events of the Middle Ages The scholars are somewhat addicted to drama; if they come to their senses and come up with a cosplay of loyal ministers and martyrs' deadly remonstrance, the traverser's face will inevitably be ugly.

Anyway, the Wang family's Wubao is extremely wide, just for the courtiers to sit and rest their minds.

Of course, even with such resolute actions, there are still a few quick-witted ones who managed to wake up, but there was no time to conceive any famous sayings handed down from generation to generation in a hurry, so they could only struggle and shout loudly. The soldier was stunned with a knife in one hand, and dragged in like a dead pig.

After confirming that the high-ranking officials in the DPRK and China had been resolved, Wang Zhi immediately sent a signal to the city through the communication device.A few moments later, the gate of the forbidden palace opened wide, and the left behind special forces galloped out on horseback, ransacked the minister's mansion according to the list drawn up earlier, and arrested the arrogant and brutal servants.All the dignitaries in the city have been imprisoned, and what is left in the mansion is just a mob with no one to preside over it.So in less than an hour, Kung Fu Wang Zhi forwarded the news, informing Mu Chen that the troops left behind had completely controlled the situation, and Jiankang City was basically cleaned up.

Controlling the emperor—arresting senior officials—cleaning up subordinates, so far, they have roughly completed the three steps of regime change.But after the old regime was disbanded, the time-traveling team had to face real challenges.Although Jiankang City is small and crowded, it is far from being comparable to Jinling in later generations.But to say the least, it was also one of the best big cities in the Middle Ages.Now that the imperial court has been swept away, the next governance will be troublesome

— After all, the difficulty of reform has never been in destroying the old world, but in how to build a new world. ,

After hearing the report, Mu Chen pondered for a while, and asked the low-level officials in Jiankang City how to deal with it.Wang Zhiwei hesitated, but still told the truth: According to the previously established principles, the left behind troops have temporarily taken care of the low-level officials on duty, and there is basically no problem with their personal safety.but……

"...I heard that after we arrested the dignitaries of the aristocratic families in Beijing, their resistance was very intense." Wang Zhi said in a low voice: "The prospect of cooperation is not clear."

Hearing this sentence, Mu Chen could not help but hiss.Although it is not unexpected, I am still quite disappointed in my heart - the northern and southern dynasties were far apart, and the noble families occupied important places, and the humble officials were regarded as lowly and inferior; the team originally planned to use this to cut in and use contradictions to lure the humble officials cooperate.But now it seems that although the poor family has many conflicts, it is definitely not something that the imperial power can provoke...

Of course this is not surprising.In the Middle Ages when printing and papermaking were extremely difficult, knowledge and technology were almost completely monopolized by aristocratic families. Even the so-called "poor families" were mostly disciples, sons-in-law and concubines of famous scholars. The confidence to compete with the imperial power for a hundred years.

——To put it bluntly, it is not difficult to clean up the family, but after cleaning up, the court will be empty from top to bottom and the regime will collapse. Which emperor would dare to be cruel?

Mu Chen naturally understood this truth, so he also remained silent.

After a moment of silence, Mu Chen sighed a second time.

"In this case, there is no other way." He said calmly: "Since we insist on standing on the opposite side of the people, then it is no longer an internal conflict... Let's strike with an iron fist!"

·

In the sixth year of Zhidao, on April [-]th, the people of Jiankang had a very magical day.

Generally speaking, things have not been quite right for the past few days - I remember that first, there were rumors everywhere in Jiankang City, and there were rumors everywhere that something happened to the palace, and it was convincing to say that people were panicking; The supreme emperor of Japan did not know where he changed his temper, but he made a special decree to clean up profiteers who store grain, and set up porridge at the city gate to temporarily relieve the urgent needs of the poor.

With the emperor's violent and insane attitude, such a benevolent government has been unimaginable to the point of absurdity.Therefore, everyone in the city speculates, and each has anxiety.

All kinds of anomalies finally broke out on the [-]th day—at the quarter of the hour, the eunuchs in the palace came to the palace to pass the decree, and everyone knew the harsh words; The horse went straight to the outskirts (for some reason, the soldiers guarding the city gate did not stop it), and the people watched the whole process.

If so far, it is not surprising that it is just a daily game between the emperor and the powerful ministers, then the following plot will open the eyes of the old people in Jiankang City-seeing the servants escape, the palace is neither They sent people to search and arrest, but they didn't send people to persuade them.After being silent for at least half an hour, a cavalry team was sent out with great fanfare in Taicheng. The knights on the cavalry team greeted everywhere along the street, attracted a lot of homeless people, and left the city in a chaotic group.It's not so much a crusade, it's better to say it's a safari!

Such a child's play is contrived, so naturally no one takes it seriously.Everyone was talking and laughing and strolling to the front of Wubao, waiting to see a good show, and then go back to the city to get porridge, which is right to relax before dinner.

Then what?Then the dock exploded directly.

Of course, speaking from a practical point of view, the impact of this bombing on the people of Jiankang was far less severe than that on the king of Fuling and the steward Wang.After all, these two have been educated, even if they don't have the air of ignorance, at least they know the mistakes of Emperor Qin and Han Wu seeking immortality.Although it is impossible to talk about establishing a materialistic worldview, at least we know that immortals and supernatural arts will not easily appear in the world.Now that a mere tired and lazy young man can easily use such power, the excitement is simply indescribable.

But for the general public, there is no impact or no impact.Under the long-term ignorance, the world they imagined is full of mystery and grotesque, with traces of gods, gods and demons everywhere.After witnessing such an earth-shattering spell, the brain is close to fear, and the only instinct left is to prostrate and kowtow to the ground, trembling for fear of being disrespectful.After waking up for a while, superstitious fanaticism immediately surged up, instantly suppressing all rationality.

This kind of fanaticism is not beneficial, but it is a tool that cannot be discarded by the time-traveling team in the short term. In the Middle Ages, the people's wisdom was not developed, and the aristocratic families have occupied the top for hundreds of years, and it has become a kind of natural social order.To mobilize the masses against this order, a greater passion must be instilled.Considering the education level of the average prenatal education dropout, they can only make a compromise...

Even so, the fanaticism of the people still far exceeded expectations.After receiving the porridge and water, the crowd still remained.Mu Chen took out the prepared order and asked the King of Fuling to read it out. Originally, the noise of people in front of the big iron pot was like boiling water, but when the King of Fuling stepped forward and unfolded the white linen paper, the front of the huge Wubao was suddenly silent and quiet. The heavy breathing of the horse can be heard.

King Fuling stood in front of the horse team holding the imperial decree, but he couldn't help breaking out a little sweat in the cold wind. He had inspected thousands of troops before, but he had never received such a strong and terrifying gaze.Even if you just glance at it casually when opening the imperial decree, you can still see thousands of pairs of shining eyes in front of you, which are so focused that they are almost frozen.During the decades when King Fuling governed and quelled chaos, he only saw this kind of gaze full of expectation and fanaticism, almost pouring out all emotions, when the death row was pardoned.remember

King Fuling shivered slightly, and finally let go of his voice carefully: "There is a purpose."

As soon as the words fell, there was a soft bang in front of him.Thousands of people crowded together in front of Wubao knelt down in an instant, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, still silent.

King Fuling was sweating even more.Maybe it was because the surroundings were too quiet, but he actually heard King Hengyang's soft sigh behind him.

King Fuling didn't know what was wrong with his precious nephew, so he could only tremblingly raise his volume and read out the imperial decree aloud.In order to facilitate common people's understanding, the order this time is extraordinarily simple and straightforward. In a nutshell, there are two points: First, officials in the DPRK and China cannot escape the responsibility of corrupting ink and breaking the law. All property will be confiscated and detained for monitoring. The leading "transition team" is in charge; second, from now on, the food in the city will be distributed uniformly according to the head, and the soldiers will come to the door to count the population of each family.

These measures are as simple and plain as a flower, but the King of Fuling was terrified when he read it: the first big stick swept everything away, which was equivalent to changing the entire court in one day. and the second article—the second article is simply digging the roots of the entire Southern Dynasty——Jiankang City has gone through several dynasties, and there are countless powerful and powerful families. I am afraid that no emperor can find out their details. The hidden population of these noble families.If you want to check and rectify them one by one, it is tantamount to declaring war on all the powerful!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up, his eyes gliding over the crouching bodies.But unexpectedly, even in front of such a big movement, all the people on the ground were respectful and crawling, without the slightest movement.

——Maybe he didn't dare to make a slight change.

Fuling Wang Qiang calmed down, turned around and walked back to the cavalry.Surrounded by guards, King Hengyang was leaning on a fine horse, but his expression was not good-looking.Seeing that King Fuling came back with the decree, he shook his head.

"Replacing one superstition with another is definitely not a long-term solution." He heard his nephew sighing in a low voice: "Literacy and compulsory education must be arranged as soon as possible."

Of course King Fuling couldn't understand those weird words.He just couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart - based on the behavior of the thousand people in front of Wubao, they have clearly bowed their heads and ears to King Hengyang and sincerely surrendered, even if they were told to die immediately, they would probably not even blink... Is there such a thing? Kings all over the world will be happy with a loyal servant of a dead man who is as good as his fingers. What is this weird nephew of mine - what is he worrying about?

After Mu Chen finished feeling, he waved his hand to make King Fuling retreat, but remained silent for a while.Although he wholeheartedly wants to get rid of this abnormal obsession, he also knows the limitations in his heart-with the current manpower of the traverser, it is almost at the limit to be able to maintain governance in Jiangling and Jiankang, and it is really impossible in a short time The cost of education and literacy.

Even so, be prepared.He pondered for a moment, then turned to ask Wang Zhi: "What is the arrangement for the advisory group?"

According to previous expert resolutions, after seizing power by force, order must be quickly established to organize labor.One is to establish the authority of the traversers; the other is to control the population and prevent hooligans from mixing and causing trouble.

Wang Zhi thought about it for a while, and quickly recalled it.

"Oh, it's very simple." He said: "When you first arrive, the first thing is to make a good impression. So basically there are two. The first is to arrange sanitation, to clean and renovate the whole city..."

Mu Chen was slightly taken aback: "We also want to build a national civilized city here? Has the central government's tasks been pushed to the Middle Ages?"

"What kind of civilized city?!" Wang Zhi glanced at him: "The opinion of the medical team is that if it is not cleaned up, there will be an epidemic... The second thing is about law and order. This is Xiang Liang who took the lead. What did they say they were going to do... to eradicate evil?"

Mu Chen was stunned again, and after looking around, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice:

"...Is this really not a special mission of the central government?"

·

On the afternoon of the same day after Yi Cheng left on horseback, Yu Wenyong dispatched his cronies and followers to report the changes in the Chinese army to the city of Xuzhou.

As a matter of course, when Xuzhou Inspector heard about this, he was overly frightened and almost went crazy—the king of Zhou was self-professed in Weifu in the Northern Dynasty, and he was vaguely regarded as half an emperor. Do you still want to survive?

Under the extreme stimulation of this violent emotion, the governor almost roared and ordered the guards in the city to go straight to the central army, arrested all the generals in the camp, and escorted them all to the government office—now that the top of Mount Tai was in danger, and the emotions of the officials in the city were almost collapsed. I can no longer care about the rules and decency of the military!

When the lieutenant general arrived, the provincial governor only tortured him for a while, and then he was so stimulated that he ran away again, almost holding his breath in his chest.

"Fire rain?! Explosion?! Tiankeng?!" The governor no longer cared about the dignity of any nobleman, and swept across the court with a mouthful of saliva: "To commit such a heinous crime, you still have to make false excuses and intimidate everyone. Is the government's sword bad?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stood up from the desk, and pulled out the saber of the guards around him!

The governors of the Northern Dynasties were all ruthless horns of the king who got on the horse and got off the horse to rule the people. It was common for them to draw their swords to kill people in anger.However, Yu Wenyong knelt on the ground, looked up at the shining blade in front of him, but there was no fear or horror in his expression, but a kind of fatigue after indifference and emptiness.He closed his eyes slightly, and just sighed softly:

"The matter has come to this point, how can I deceive the Ming government? The Tiankeng in the school ground is now, and the Ming government will know it once it has been inspected."

The governor of Xuzhou sneered, but the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

"Do you think you can escape death by pretending to be crazy and fooling the crowd?" He said softly, "I—"

Before the words fell, a loud bang was heard outside the government office, and then the floor and walls creaked, and even the wooden pillars in the hall were shaking slightly.Unexpectedly, the governor ran out of the hall in panic.Everyone in the hall ran wildly in front of him, Yu Wenyong smiled miserably, but knelt and sat motionless on the ground, allowing the falling dust to splash all over his body.

The governor pushed the door out of the house and looked up, only to see the arsenal where the military supplies were stored in the southwest corner shining brightly, as if a fiery sun was rising!

Under the reflection of the turbulent air waves and fire, Yu Wenyong's faint voice came from behind him:

"Does the Ming government believe it now?"