Sword: Li Yunlong advised me to be civilized

At the south gate of Anshun County, there was laughter outside the city, but mixed feelings of sorrow and worry inside the city.

There were several big holes in the city gate. If a few more shells hit, the South Gate would be gone!

A large group of soldiers, two in a group, struggled to carry the baskets, which were filled with gold.

Xu Quangui was about to cry. The people in Pingnan County are not human!

If people don't listen to you when you reason with them, that's right. They just want to suffer the same misfortune with you, so it's strange that they would listen to you.

Fight! We can't beat them. After a few shells from the opposite side, the city gate is already shaky. Fan Meng ordered to fight back. As soon as he showed his head, the machine guns on the opposite side opened fire. There was no room for people to stand on the city wall. Damn it, where did Pingnan get so many machine guns?

Fortunately, Fan Meng came up with an idea to spend money to avoid disaster.

We negotiated politely, but they looked down on us for 10,000 yuan. We even ignored them for 100,000 yuan and just ordered the cannons to fire...

Finally, the other party stopped fighting and the price was negotiated: 35 yuan!

While preparing the money, it was also confirmed that the friend from the provincial government called back and confirmed that Pingnan County was indeed established. Originally, Xu Quangui wanted to file a complaint directly, but he had to endure it. He couldn't file a complaint. This lawsuit was easy to file, but it would completely offend the president!

He is the county magistrate appointed by the president himself. If you report him before he officially takes office, he may not be in trouble, but you will definitely be the one who gets into trouble!

......

There was a clattering sound, and Dayang was thrown directly into the truck from the top of the city...

Seeing this scene, Xu Quangui wanted to cry. The county government treasury only had 200,000 yuan, which was public money, and there were more than 130,000 yuan, which was what he had worked hard for over the years.

Forget it, Fan Meng is right, spending money to avoid disaster, damn, what a bad idea!

Looking up at Fan Meng, who was huddled in the corner, tears streaming down his face, Xu Quangui felt sorry for him again. Alas! In order to make up the money, Fan Meng also took out his family fortune. Forget it, this subordinate was so loyal, it wasn't easy!

......

The truck carrying the ocean became smaller and smaller until it gradually disappeared from view.

Suddenly, Li Youjin spoke, breaking the silence.

"County Governor, Commander, it seems the man surnamed Xu is heading for Tianshan County..."

Xu Quangui suddenly felt as if all his strength was drained away. He slumped down on the city wall, finally sending this plague god away.

He headed for Tianshan County, probably thinking that the law doesn't punish everyone.

The plague spread, and the law doesn't punish everyone. It would be great if he could keep his job, but if he couldn't, he could still lose so much money. Oh! What a scheme!

But now Xu Quangui had no mood to sigh, he was feeling lost for the ocean.

It doesn't matter. A clean magistrate can earn 100,000 silver coins in three years. Even if the money is spent, it can be earned back. As long as the official hat is kept, it won't be a big problem.

Thinking of his official hat, Xu Quangui's expression suddenly tightened. Oh no, the county government is now out of money and cannot even pay the military salaries this month. Such a big city needs money everywhere. What should he do?

Oops! I was so caught up in the urgency of the situation that I didn't think too much about it. The county government's finances are collapsing, and the higher-ups will still be held accountable!

Xu Quangui frowned and remained silent.

What to do? Damn the law that doesn’t punish everyone. Oh! Got it! The law doesn’t punish everyone!

"Fan Meng, send a telegram to Tianshan County immediately. Tell them that there's been a plague in Pingnan County, and a large number of infected refugees are heading towards your county. Anshun has surrendered all his gold to save the county. Ask him to be on guard!"

Everything is arranged, Xu Quangui is in high spirits!

Good! I'm really resourceful. This telegram is unclear. Tianshan County and I are close friends. As long as he sees Xu Zhenhua, he will probably understand what I mean and will also hand over the ocean.

In this way, Xu's appetite will become even bigger, and there will be more victims. Hehe! If more county governments experience financial collapse, won't the law not be applied to everyone?

Another thing is, once the telegram is sent, the provincial government will definitely receive it. That Xu guy wants to cover up the plague, haha! You’re dreaming!

I didn't file a complaint; I was warning my colleagues! As an official, I emptied the warehouse to protect Anshun, and the provincial government commended me for that.

In addition, once the number of victimized counties reaches a certain level, we can even counterattack the new provincial government. Haha! At that time, as the "sponsor", wouldn't our county have a chance to gain entry?

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3 hours later, Tianshan County.

The West Gate has been blown through, and the security corps commander Zhang Bingkui was seriously injured...

Not far away, Xu Zhenhua waved his arms towards the city wall.

"County Magistrate Chen, you are such a good person! Goodbye! I'll come to see you next time!"

County Magistrate Chen on the city wall had a smile that was uglier than crying, and he was waving his arms mechanically!

Ouch! My dear! I beg you, please don't come back. 35 for one time, who can bear it?

Oops! That jerk Xu Quangui sent such an unclear telegram. Also, since you were the first to quote, couldn't you have bargained down the price?

"Go! Send a message to Baiyun County. A large number of plague refugees are about to arrive. Prepare early..."

2 hours later!

The Baiyun County Magistrate cried as he ordered, "Go! Send a message to Ningrui County. The plague is coming. Prepare 35..."

2 hours later.

"Go! Send a message! The Plague God wants 35, no bargaining!"

It's getting dark...

Xu Zhenhua had already ordered half of the militia to escort the large number of people back, while he continued to work very hard, singing biu be cool while working 996. Sigh! There was no other way. It was not easy to make a little money these days.

There are dozens of county towns in Guizhou Province. We cannot go to Guiyang, including the area north of Guiyang. If we go there, the isolation plan will be destroyed.

There are only a small number of potential customers left. This kind of service is time-sensitive, and you won’t be able to make money if you are late.

There are some stubborn ones. I passed by a county town in the afternoon. The county magistrate was not sensible, and then...

The defenders fled first. In less than half an hour, more than half of the city's residents had fled. Xu Zhenhua cleaned out the county government, banks, and other places.

The county magistrate, concerned about the safety of the people, accidentally fell off the city wall. Xu Zhenhua was willing to guarantee it with his life. It was truly an accident...

Now these customers are very proactive. Before they even arrive, they've already put a lot of money under the city wall...

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As night falls, all houses in Guiyang City are lit up, while most of the provincial government offices are already in darkness. Only a few windows are still lit, and the telegraph department is one of them!

Under the desk lamp, Yan Jing was flipping through today's telegrams.

He was originally just an ordinary clerk in the telecommunications department of a certain department in Nanjing. Unexpectedly, his luck turned and he was selected to go to Guizhou Province and became the head of the provincial government's telegraph department.

As a newcomer, I had to be very careful and cautious in my work. The telegraph department handled confidential documents of the provincial government, and all the telegrams had to be collected every night and sent to the confidential department for sealing.

Before recycling, Yan Jing would do a rough check to verify the receipt of the telegram to see if there was anything missing.

Soon, several telegrams caught Yan Jing's attention, as they were not signed by the recipients.

I looked up and saw, oh? It turned out to be a telegram from the county below. Then I looked at the transcriber and saw, no wonder, it was the new guy.

Yan Jing sighed. "Oh! You can't blame them for not being proficient in their business. In order to prevent crosstalk, radio stations all have specific frequencies. Guizhou Province has just decided on one, and Nanjing hasn't yet designated a specific frequency. So for now, we can only use the previous one."

Fuxing Society specifically monitored the telecommunications in the county below, but found all of it to be a bunch of bullshit. After that, no one cared about it anymore, as their focus was on the west.

After the rustling sound of pages turning, Yan Jing continued to check, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, two numbers appeared in my mind.

0936, 0096. Holy crap! Plague!

He flipped back quickly! After seeing the contents clearly, Yan Jing suddenly stood up!

"Oh my god! Something big is going to happen! A plague has broken out in the president's newly established Pingnan County!"

No, there's no call report below. I don't know if it's true or not. Keep scrolling...

Several telegrams were scattered on the ground...

Yan Jing's eyes were blank...

"That new county chief, the one personally appointed by the president, is actually using sick refugees to make money? You can easily guess that he must be using the president's name, otherwise how could those counties pay so obediently!

It's over! It's over! This will be the biggest scandal in the White House. If it's not handled properly, not only will the plague spread, it will also turn into an international scandal! No! This must be reported to Wu Zhuxi immediately!"

After picking up the telegram, Yan Jing was about to stand up when he suddenly remembered something and immediately picked up the phone!

"Hey! Brother Jinyu, it's me! Aren't you planning to go to Pingnan County as deputy county magistrate? Oh! You should quickly find a way to transfer to another place... You must not go to Pingnan..."

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In Tongda Building, Wu Zhongxing hurried out of the reception, looking very unhappy!

"What happened? I'm entertaining distinguished guests from all walks of life in Guiyang tonight..."

Not long after, Wu Zhongxing's eyes became dazed and he would have almost fallen down if his secretary hadn't helped him up quickly!

Oh! Brother Bu Lei, how could your nephew be so audacious? He's really breaking the law! This can't be solved by beheading. How will this end?

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