One hundred and sixty-nine ·Popular sentiment

These assassins are still so rampant today. Many of the local people were somewhat hesitant about Chief Mouton before. After something like this happened, they saw with their own eyes the dialect spoken by the people who assassinated Xiao Heng. They had no confidence in Mouton.

The goodwill also disappeared.

Chieftains, chieftains, they also have to ensure the safety of the natives, then they deserve to be loved by so many people and be the patron saints of the people. But look at what Mouton did! Xiao Heng was in danger in Zhaotong before, and everyone

Either they saw it with their own eyes, or Xiao Heng introduced General Yang in front of so many people, saying that he was a native and Mouton's confidant, and killed him, most of the natives only half-believed him.

Apart from half-belief and half-doubt, the most I feel is that I really shouldn’t assassinate the imperial envoy. Other than that, I don’t have much other feelings. Most people in the world are like this. Who can really empathize with the situation if it doesn’t happen to them?

But this time is different. This time the explosion was experienced by all the people together.

They now have a deep understanding of the thrills during that period, the despair and pain of hanging by a thread, and the sadness and despair of seeing something happen to their loved ones.

And the cause of all this is Mouton!

Doesn't Mouton know that there are still countless natives in Kunming?! Although they live here, they are connected by blood. Mouton wants to assassinate the imperial envoy, but he doesn't care about their life or death at all! Look at those in the flower shed.

The people who were killed and injured by the bombing! Look at those children who were separated from their families and cried without knowing why!

How does Mouton go with this toast?!

The common people are excited, and the natives have always been very bloody. What's more, they have their own set of rules of conduct. Even the orders of the government are not as effective as their own rules. Now they see these assassins and they are still committing murder.

, when a strong native man rushed out, pounced on the dwarf and gave the dwarf a beating.

The dwarf was beaten until his head was covered with blood. The natives refused to let go. They picked him up and threw him to the place where the explosion had just occurred. They spit on him, punched and kicked him, and after a while, he was beaten until he was exhausted.

Son.

Halfway through, Tang Yuan thought about stopping it, but was stopped by Xiao Heng and Mr. Cui.

Seeing Tang Yuan's puzzled expression, Mr. Cui said softly: "Today's farce must give the people a place to vent. These people are responsible for themselves. As for those who live or die, isn't there another one? That's it.

It doesn't matter if you don't. After today, Mouton has lost all the support of the people."

He came up with the idea of ​​using explosives to assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince while the officials were welcoming him, which shows that Mouton is a cruel and cruel person with no strategy.

He will know the consequences of losing people's support.

Tang Yuan immediately understood what Mr. Cui meant, nodded slowly, and went to do other things.

The military doctors and doctors Xiao Heng brought from the capital all went into battle. The condition of the injured in the flower shed was temporarily stabilized. Not long after, the doctors in the city were also picked up by the government one after another. The manpower was sufficient, and the scene was

The poop was under control.

However, there were still casualties after all.

Liao Jingxu was listening to the report from the officials below. It was said that there were 126 dead and 300 or 400 injured. The official couldn't help but sigh: "Supervisor, this is really a big event that has not happened in many years! Now.

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Although Yunnan has always been in chaos, Kunming, which is not controlled by chieftains, still has strict laws and regulations and is under the control of the government. Except for the time when Mouton broke out, there has indeed never been such a large number of casualties.

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Liao Jingxu's face was very ugly. These dead people were also the people under his rule. How could he not be heartbroken and angry?

However, being angry and heartbroken at this time was of no use. He showed no trace of his face and said in a deep voice: "Let officials at all levels continue to count the number of people and make arrangements for the remaining people. Also, people who have died in their families can come to the Yamen to claim the body."

, each person will receive a pension of fifty taels. The injured will receive thirty taels each. If anyone is missing at home, please report it."

If the people's emotions are not stabilized, it is easy to cause big troubles. Liao Jingxu can make the decision himself in such matters.

However, after he finished his instructions, he stopped his subordinates, coughed, and said: "Wait a moment, I will go and discuss with His Highness the Grand Sun before making a decision."

The official was also smart and immediately understood what Liao Jingxu meant.

Yes, such a big thing happened, and it happened in front of the emperor's grandson. Liao Jingxu himself had a history of being unable to control Wei Desheng, and now something like this happened when he was welcoming the emperor's grandson. It stands to reason that

It is said that the emperor's grandson, who was an imperial envoy, immediately deprived Liao Jingxu of his power of governor.

Liao Jingxu should really ask Xiao Heng what he meant first.

There were wailing sounds all around. Liao Jingxu walked to Xiao Heng with a livid face. After receiving the permission, he bowed deeply to Xiao Heng and admitted his mistake with a face full of shame: "It's all because of the incompetence of the official, and His Highness fell into a trap.

The official is guilty."

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows. He naturally saw Liao Jingxu's compromise and gesture. After hearing this, he was silent for a moment before smiling: "I am not in danger. On the contrary, these common people are the ones who are really suffering. Once upon a time in the capital

, I believe Master Liao also knows what I do.

Born in Jin Yiwei, I have always heard that Mr. Liao is a selfless and capable minister. However, Mr. Liao, these people are all under your rule. Under your rule, you gave up the lives of these people.

Man, do you have any regrets in your heart?"

Liao Jingxu was speechless when asked, and at the same time he couldn't say anything in reply.

After a while, he bent down, as if he had aged ten years: "I am guilty."

"Guilty and innocent, the court will naturally deal with it later. Now, cleaning up the mess and making up for the situation is what you should do. Master Liao, don't let me down." Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, knowing that the heat was on.

He said no more, just said: "Go, you know the situation in Yunnan better than I do. I don't need to teach you about the aftermath, and you don't have to wait for my decision on everything. Go ahead."

Liao Jingxu's heart trembled, and he solemnly bowed to Xiao Heng again before leaving.

He asked his subordinates to act according to the previous countermeasures, and then he personally went to the flower shed to visit the injured people, and promised that he would catch the murderer and never let the people lose their loved ones and suffer in vain.

Mr. Liao spoke with great emotion and even shed a few tears. The people found some comfort in their anger and all thanked Mr. Liao.

After appeasing the people, Liao Jingxu came out of the flower shed and saw his bodyguard approaching quickly: "Sir, the local gentry are here to see you."
Chapter completed!