Rising: Ten Thousand Years Chapter 172: : I am wronged

In late July, it is destined that the dragon veins of Kyushu will begin to cut off~щww~~lā

Floods suddenly broke out in the south.

Nanzhou experienced a heavy rain that lasted for a month, and all crops and houses were washed away.

The whole state was in turmoil, and the people were homeless and displaced. Under the ravages of the flood, according to incomplete statistics, 200,000 people in Nanzhou have disappeared. That's almost the combined population of the two counties.

The governor of Nanzhou was in tears all day long, and all the people in the whole state rolled up their trouser legs from top to bottom, barefoot, and fought on the front line of flood fighting. The governor of Nanzhou is also unavoidable.

Because the officials were not good at managing floods, the governor of Nanzhou beheaded 30 relevant officials in a fit of rage.

In a few days, dozens of urgent memorials were sent to Zhongzhou Eight Dragon City to allocate funds! appropriation! appropriation!

Help! Help! Help!

Ji Kang, governor of Nanzhou, stood on Baiyun Mountain, watching the angry dragon galloping below, knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky, speechless for a long time.

"The imperial court... why is there still no movement?"

Ji Kang asked in a low tone.

The owner of Yangcheng County blushed, wiped away tears, and murmured: "Actually... I have received a reply from the imperial court."

Ji Kang seemed to come alive: "What? Is there a memorial? How much money was approved? How many people were approved?"

The princess of Yangcheng County lowered her head even more. After a while, she took out a memorial from her arms and handed it to Ji Kang: "I...haven't told you. Because you will be disappointed after seeing it."

Ji Kang quickly picked it up to look at it. The writing on it with a cinnabar pen was very neat, but it made people fall into despair: "Ji Kang loves Qing, I know your difficulties in Nanzhou. But the imperial court also wants to take care of Kyushu, and I hope Ji Kang loves Qing Look at the problem from the perspective of the world, for the sake of Kyushu, for the sake of me... Figure out a way for yourself, the court has no money."

"What?"

Ji Kang looked at this line of words over and over again, and murmured: "Find a way by yourself? Hahahaha, let me figure out a way by myself?"

The owner of Yangcheng County almost shrank his head: "Maybe...the emperor doesn't know the current situation in Nanzhou?"

Ji Kanghong focused: "Don't you know? I wrote it very clearly. At least 200,000 people are missing, all of which were washed away by the flood. Mudslides, floods, heavy rains. All crops were destroyed, people were displaced, and now they are all relocated, etc. With my Nanzhou government rations to support me. My Nanzhou official rations were exhausted yesterday, how can I figure it out? How can I figure it out? Our Nanzhou... Aren’t we from Kyushu? Nanzhou is the ninth part of this country One, aren’t we human anymore? Why, why can’t the court help us?”

"What to do?"

Ji Kang tremblingly said: "The imperial court doesn't care... I'll borrow it!"

The Lord of Yangcheng County sighed: "I have borrowed it. Dongzhou, Southeast Prefecture, and Northeast Prefecture have all lent us food to the maximum. Otherwise, we would have eaten it a few weeks ago. These adjacent places, The government also ran out of money. Because last month, the imperial court began to collect money and expropriated almost 80% of the money from the states. I don’t know what to do. Before the flood in Nanzhou, I was also paid by the imperial court. 4 Ten thousand coins, have you forgotten?"

Ji Kang sighed, he remembered. I thought it was just Nanzhou's money, but I didn't expect all the states' money to be collected. But... didn't they collect so much money? Where is the money? How could the imperial court say that there is no money to save Nanzhou?

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In Eight Dragon City, in the deep palace, Xun Jiayuan looked at the memorials from Nanzhou one after another, and threw them all away in a frenzy.

Sighing: "Ji Kang, Ji Kang, why are you doing this? I also have difficulties. I know that there are floods in Nanzhou, but... can't I bear it? But, can't you think of a way by yourself? ... I have worked so hard for a great plan for the future."

Jiali also knew what happened in the past two days, and saw the haste on the memorial. An unbearable look flashed in his eyes, and he comforted him: "Son, if it doesn't work, let's cancel the plan of the golden battleship. It's okay to use wood, or other steel... It's okay to allocate some money to save them."

Xun Jiayuan sighed: "You don't understand."

"Why don't you understand?"

"Our goal is to conquer the universe. I go to the kingdom of Kyushu, and no matter where I go, I must be solemn and solemn. Only the golden warship can reflect the aura of wealth in Kyushu, and the face of my great country in Kyushu. .”

"This..." Jiali forced a smile, and she suddenly had a bad premonition. A woman's intuition, as if something big is going to happen!

She regretted it a little. I thought that playing with the Son of Heaven was a sense of accomplishment, but it is no longer the case... The Son of Heaven was too fascinated, and now he has completely gone mad, just like he... seems to have boarded the universe.

I regret it. It is a frightening regret.

A big event is about to take place!

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Early August.

Great changes in Nanzhou.

In Shaoguan County, which is close to the inland, all the displaced people in Nanzhou gathered here, or gathered around Shaoguan County.

The grain depots in Nanzhou and Quanzhou were emptied, and there was a civil uprising!

Inside the Yamen of Shaoguan County, Ji Kang was starving and skinny, sitting on the table, listening to the sound of beating and killing outside. There was despair in his eyes.

Rolling up the sleeves, the brush was dipped in thick ink and stood up. Facing the wall behind him, he suddenly cried.

It has been a week, only drinking water, nothing to eat. This week, the dignified governor of Nanzhou ate bark and his own leather belt. He killed the old horse that had been with him for six years and let everyone eat it together.

Tears flowed out, gushing.

Outside the house, there was the sound of murder and arson, and the sound of fighting between officers and soldiers and the mob.

Ji Kang looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, wiped away his tears, raised his pen suddenly, and wrote three large characters on the wall - I am wronged.

I am wronged, the three words are scrawled, but shocking.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

A group of hungry skinny men rushed in from outside, rushed over with rusty steel knives in their hands, grabbed Ji Kang's hair who was facing away from them, and pressed **** the table.

Ji Kang was pressed on the table, and there was a trace of peace in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.

There was a 'poof'.

The blood spattered, and a smear of blood splashed on the wall. It splashed on the three characters of "I am wronged", which is shocking.

After a while, a group of people came out of the government office with Ji Kang's head in their hands, and jumped onto the roof: "The officials forced the people to rebel, and the people had to rebel. The governor of Nanzhou is here, and all the officers and soldiers give up resistance. Otherwise, kill without mercy. Hahahaha."

"From today onwards, I, Wang Sandao, will be the king of Nanzhou! Those who listen to me are popular and drink spicy food, and those who don't listen to me will die!"

“…”

At the beginning of August, great changes occurred in Nanzhou. Once a villager in a certain village in Yangcheng County, Wang Sandao encouraged the remaining dozen or so males in the village to revolt during the ravages of the flood. In just one day, the team grew to 40,000 people.

Killed Shaoguan County, broke the city gate, and beheaded Ji Kang, governor of Nanzhou.

The next day, Wang Sandao's team rapidly expanded to 120,000 people. Search and suppress all the arsenals of officers and soldiers in Nanzhou to obtain armed forces. Break out of Nanzhou, attack the adjacent southeast state, and break Shangrao, Lishui, and Jinhua. Along the way, the team continued to grow, burning, killing and looting. Every time they passed, it was like locusts crossing the border. The next day, they were approaching Hangzhou County!

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At the same time, a large ship sailed from Huangpu County to the sea, traveled across the ocean, and headed east.

There were only one old and one young on board, and the young ones were sitting in wheelchairs. The old one pushed the wheelchair up and down busy serving, followed by his side.

Imura asked warmly: "Qin Sang, are you tired? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"No need."

"Qin Sang, are you thirsty?"

"No."

"Qin Sang, are you hungry?"

"No."

"Qin Sang, do you want to lie down for a while? Your back is hurt."

“…”

Sitting in a wheelchair, Qin Enze was pushed on the bow of the deck by Imura, looking at the sea, feeling the boat moving towards an unknown place...

Looking back, tears fell down, but no sound was made. Just let the tears continue to drip, more and more turbulent. Tears ran across this ugly face and fell to the ground. This ugly man could hear the sound of every drop of tears hitting the ground.

'tick'

The familiar horizon is fading away.

Farewell, Kyushu.

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Laoshan.

Li Zhen held two letters in his hand, one was sent from Eight Dragon City, and the other was sent from Huangpu County. One copy was written by Liu Jinghong and Fang Hanxian. The other one was written by Qin Enze.

He already knew all the processes and results of all events.

Holding tightly the letter from Qin Enze ~IndoMTL.com~ there is infinite heartache and remorse in his eyes!

There are only a few words in the letter—Mr. Li, I'm sorry.

Li Zhen knew that Qin Enze still had three words that he hadn't written down, just like the three words written by Ji Kang——I am wronged.

Taking a deep breath, Li Zhen stood up, but his expression no longer showed any emotion. Some are just cold and silent.

"The country will not be the country. After Mingkang died, I predicted that the lifeline of Kyushu would be up to three years. Did you advance this time and intensify the changes?"

Li Zhen sneered, and looked at the bustling Laoshan Mountain outside the window: "Let's be chaotic. Let this land experience the lowest valley, the most desolate, and the time when hunger is everywhere. It is the time when capital and the proletariat completely explode. A new life will be ushered in."

The road is paved for you. All that needs to be said has been said.

Xun Shifei, it depends on whether you have the ability to regenerate this ancient land from ashes.

If you can't do it, back off!

I'll do it myself!

If I don't have the energy. So what about the change of dynasty.

So what if we find someone from the Kyushu Academy of Sciences and push him to become emperor? I will pick off the carrion of this world and create a new era.

At this moment, Li Zhen's expression was extremely ferocious. )!!