If clues can be really provided, it would be a great achievement for the chief. But the matter was too incredible, and Guo Xier couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Thinking of the veteran who taught safety classes during the training, he said that we should beware of the indigenous people using certain excuses to approach the chief and wait for an opportunity to assassinate.

As if seeing Guo Xier's thoughts, the lady of the Dong family said, "Don't be afraid, girl, the maid is not someone who is willing to sacrifice his life as an assassin. If he is willing to die, he would have committed suicide in the morning. Since he refused to die at the beginning, he would not die now. If he is worried, the girl will send a few capable maids to search the maid carefully."

Guo Xier thought to herself that this woman was so angry. She didn't look like an ordinary lady from the official family. She said, "Miss Dong, the leader is busy talking to people. I will report it when I have time."

The girl bent down and said, "Miss. Thank you... You are a Bodhisattva's heart... My maid is called Dong Mingqi. You will call me Mingqi in the future."

After more than an hour of talk with Lu Yizhong, Lu Yizhong resigned with satisfaction - regardless of whether the Liu Yuanlao Society adopted his suggestion, he still relied heavily on him. Under the rule of the Senate of the Song Dynasty, his future would not be too bad.

Liu Xiang was much more confused. The gentry and old intellectuals were an important issue they had to face. Although the Senate was quite relaxed in overall authorization - whether it was him or Wen Desi, he was almost in full power in the local administrative leadership, but this did not mean that he could do it completely according to his own ideas. If there was a mistake, it was really so-called climbing high and falling heavily.

After seeing off Lu Yizhong, Liu Xiang felt a little confused and went out for a walk. The yard was already bustling with a bustling group. National Army soldiers were cleaning, and piles of rags were cleared out from all places. The staff of the Planning Institute were counting and booking the "useless" furniture and furnishings one by one, and moved them to the treasury for temporary storage. The sanitary staff carried large buckets of disinfectant, and several naturalized workers tore open the wrapping paper and hung pieces of wooden signs with black letters at the doors of the houses. Some people also brought in office desks, chairs, double-layer iron beds and other furniture from outside the door. The originally solemn and almost suffocating government office was like a honeycomb, bustling, full of vitality and vitality.

In this turmoil, the commander of the General Affairs Section of the Municipal Office was Wang Sangou. He wore a blue naturalized uniform. This year he was in his early sixties. In the 17th century, he could be considered a long life. After immigrating from Baitu Village, he changed his name: changed "dog" to "gou", and arranged to do miscellaneous work in the General Office - he was born as a slave. He was suffering and deeply revenge. He had been bachelor all his life, without children, and had no worries. It was the person the General Office thought was reliable.

Wang Sangou has been working in the General Office for many years, and has always been diligent and diligent. Compared to the days when he was a slave to the Lin family in Baitu Village, the General Office is a paradise. He has no thoughts. The General Office is his home. He is more and more vigorous and younger. The illiterate who was originally ignorant of Ding also took a Class C diploma. This time, the Guangdong strategy requires a large number of cadres. Although Wang Sangou was older, he was promoted to the deputy chief of the General Affairs Section of the Guangzhou Municipal Government, specializing in the general affairs department. At this time, he was happy and waved his hand while shouting. Seeing Liu Xiang coming out, he quickly met him and said, "Chief, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Liu Xiang was stunned: "What's the matter?"

"Let's list!" Wang Sangou said happily. "Our Song Dynasty Elderly Court restored Guangzhou, and there must be a ritual when hanging this sign."

Liu Xiang thought there was another opening ceremony? Just as he was thinking, he had been surrounded by Wang Sangou and others to the eight-character wall of the government office. Many people had gathered outside the government office. The National Army and naturalized civilian cadres were all happy, and Guangzhou citizens were gathered outside the cordon. The fear brought by the change of days overnight had disappeared under the calm peaceful takeover. Now, they were anxious to see what the "Australian" who "received a long time ago" and the "title" looked like.

When it comes to the living Australians in the city, everyone only knows that Guo Dongzhu is one, but Guo Dongzhu looks no different from the wealthy merchants in the Ming Dynasty. When Guangzhou was surrounded, he bravely slipped up to the city wall and looked at the "Song Navy" under the city. He only saw many soldiers in gray and blue clothes, and the serious "true hair".

Seeing a man surrounded by people from the gate, he seemed to be about the real one. He was only in his thirties, dark and radiant. He was smart and was wearing only a thick short jacket with a pair of collars. The style was no different from the "fake" around him, but the material was more crisp. Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed - the uniforms of the Song Dynasty were really shabby.

Liu Xiang didn't know the twists and turns in the onlookers' stomachs. Wang Sangou asked him to say a few words, but Liu Xiang was not prepared. Someone dragged a packing box, and he stood up, glanced at the people in front of the gate, and shouted: "Comrades, all Guangzhou citizens! Today is the day when our Senate Guangzhou Special City Military Control Commission was established. From today on, Guangzhou, this famous city has returned to my Song Dynasty and my Senate! We will work together to rebuild a prosperous, hygienic and civilized new Guangzhou here, and use this as a starting point to rebuild China!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Sangou lit a 10,000-word whip. Amid the sound of firecrackers, two naturalized people hung wooden signs with white and black words "Guangzhou Special Municipal Government" at the gate. The naturalized people clapped together with the soldiers of the National Army, especially those naturalized people from Linggao, were even more excited. Wang Sangou was so happy that he didn't know what to say. He remembered that he had been wandering all his life, without a wife or a child, and was alone. He was taken in the Senate in his late years. From then on, he felt the taste of being a human being. At this moment, when he saw the veteran standing in front of the government office in Guangzhou and hanging the sign, he was so excited that he burst into tears and couldn't help but raise his arms and shouted: "Long live the Senate!"

With his shouting, the naturalized people and the soldiers shouted: "Long live the Senate!" Countless bayonets were raised high like a forest.

Long live shouts were like a tide, circulating from the city center of Guangzhou, slapping the entire city.

In a house in the city, the sound of slogans like tsunamis was also vaguely heard. Several men who were drinking stopped the wine cups in their hands and listened to the vague roar. The courtyard was lonely and silent, as quiet as death.

The cheers and slogans disappeared in the air for a long time, and a young man in his thirties sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that there would be today! The iron of Jiuzhou cannot be cast in this mistake!"

His voice was very painful. The people next to him couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Another person persuaded: "Young Master Liang, don't blame yourself. If you can have a thief today, from the court to the officials in Guangdong, you may be blamed..."

The person who said "The Iron of Jiuzhou" was Liang Cunhou. A young juren from this aristocratic family had no intention of making fame and fame. He traveled at home all year round in the name of serving the high hall. He lived a low-key, secret and luxurious life.

Liang Cun said kindly: "That's right, but when the thief first came to Guangzhou, my brother was not confused by them and became their accomplices! Otherwise, how could they gain a foothold in Guangzhou? How could they recruit so many exiled people from this Guangzhou and gather together into an army!"

The person who persuaded it was Lin Zunxiu. He said, "Mr. Liang, the thief has raised this old thief to invoke it. Old thief Gao and Eunuch Yang are the backstage. What's the use of you even if you can see through their true face? There are so many people in the world who forget their righteousness when they see profit!" javas pt:

Liang Cunhou was speechless and silently drank the wine in the glass, which was not like the spring of the flowers in Yangcheng, but like a glass of bitter wine.

Huang Bingkun, who was beside him, couldn't help but say: "The thief is not only good at deceiving the world and stealing fame, but also accustomed to confusing people's hearts and playing with the common people in his palms. I'm afraid that this Guangzhou City will soon be like Lingao, and will no longer be the kingdom of the Ming Dynasty!"

Liang Cunhou said: "The thief only entered Guangzhou City, and did not know other prefectures and counties..."

Lin Zunxiu shook his head and said, "How many people can the prefectures and counties have? The thieves entered the city from the Dadong Gate. The guerrilla camp outside the city had no response. I want to come, I want to come..."

Everyone understood what he hadn't said. Yesterday, there was no sound of cannons in Guangzhou, and there was no sound of killing. When they woke up, they were already changing the king's flag on the top of the city. Needless to say, these officers and soldiers had already surrendered the thieves.

"No one is a man!" Liang Cunhou shook his head in pain.

"The thieves have been in Guangzhou for a long time. This world is built outside the Great East Gate. It is less than two quarters of an hour away from the Dongguan wing! The power of the invading Shenghe River is still there. The officers and soldiers are afraid of the benefits of the thieves' ships and cannons." Lin Zunxiu said, "Even if the officers and soldiers dare to fight, how many rounds can they walk under their hands?"

Liang Cunhou fell into silence again. He realized that Lin Zunxiu's words were correct. The fighting spirit of the officers and soldiers did not actually change the end of Guangzhou's fall. In fact, it can be seen from the Battle of Shenghe that Guangzhou was just a ripe fruit, and the thief would eat it whenever they wanted.

"I wonder if Xiong Zhijun is aware of it," Huang Bingkun said, "I will try to inform him to prepare early."

"Xiong Zhijun is the one who likes to recruit him the most. I think it is difficult for him to reorganize his army and prepare for war." Liang Cunhou was a little worried.

"Zhaoqing is a key barrier between the two provinces, with a dangerous terrain. It has a good terrain in the Three Gorges. If you can prepare early, the thieves may not be able to attack Zhaoqing. If Zhaoqing is not lost, it will be safeguarded in western Guangdong, and there will be room for recovery in the future." Lin Zunxiu talked happily, "There are still troops from Nan'ao Town in eastern Guangdong. When the troops are strong and the salary is sufficient, the east and west can attack the thieves in each other."

"I am not talented, I am willing to go to Zhaoqing and warn Superintendent Xiong!" Huang Bingkun said resolutely.

It is meaningless for him to stay here. If he wants to continue to compromise under the rule of the thief, then he will stay in Linggao, why should he come here? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!