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Five hundred and sixtieth eight chapters afraid of what to come

The earth dragon turned over three times, and the first two times were less than a stick of incense, and the second and third times were nearly an hour apart. Not only did it turn the shaky house into a ruin, but it even hurriedly ran back to see the young man in the ruins.

Crying and crying for help is endless, and there are scarred people everywhere. The beautiful Ba County Town is like hell on earth.

Duan Jiqing confirmed that his wife was fine, and sent Duan Xiaoshan, Liu Shanyang and others who were eager to go home. He grabbed Guan Bantou and said, "Lao Guan, don't worry about it here. Go and go and help me see if Zhixing's father and mother are in trouble!"

Guan Bantu reacted and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go now."

When encountering this sudden natural disaster, several houses collapsed, including the Dao Office, the government office and the county government office, and several people were injured. The Daotai, the Daotai and the county emperor were worried that the traitors would take advantage of the robbers to make trouble, so he never cared about coming to the Han family to congratulate him. He was busy summoning the green camp soldiers and yamen runners from Chongqing Town to patrol the streets, and was busy sending people to Chengdu to report to Fantai, Nietai and even the Taitai Master, and was busy summoning the gentry to persuade the donations and relief.

After sending the team to close the team, Duan Jiqing did not dare to let his wife and son enter the house. He went in and inspected it carefully and confirmed that the new home he built for his son-in-law and daughter was very strong. The beams and rafters on the roof were not broken or fell, but the western wall was cracked several cracks, so he asked his wife and son to go in to clean.

The house he built half of his son was covered with wood because he lacked support. Fortunately, the craftsmen he found were fishing for two days and drying the nets for two days. No one came today, otherwise even if no one died, someone would be injured. If the wall collapsed, you can build it again, and if the money is gone, you can earn it again. The most urgent thing is that the in-laws and mother-in-law cannot have any trouble!

Thinking of this, Duan Jiqing returned to the main hall of his son-in-law's house, wiped the incense table clean, took out three incense sticks and lit them, and pulled his son to pray for the gods' blessing.

Unexpectedly, after asking for the Buddha Tathagata, the Jade Emperor, and Guanyin Bodhisattva, were about to pray for the blessing of the City God and the Land Lord, the "Tongxingdang" stumbled in and ran in. As soon as he saw him, he cried loudly: "Mr. Duan, something happened, the shop collapsed, the shopkeeper died, and he was smashed to the point of being vague and bloody. There was only one small left in the cabinet!"

"You mean manager Pan..."

"Shopkeeper Pan is dead, he died so miserably. The young man pulled out the body of the shopkeeper Pan from the pile of tiles. Look at the little man's hands."

The guy's hands were covered with wounds and blood. I couldn't tell whether the blood was he shed or Manager Pan's!

A living person who had a drink together last night was gone. Thinking that Pan Changsheng's official position could not be done. As soon as he received bad news from his father, he had to petition Kaique to return home. Duan Jiqing felt so uncomfortable. He took several deep breaths and calmed down a little, pulled up the friend and said, "Let's go, take me to see."

Too many people died, and almost every street and alley had more than a dozen or twenty families to hold funerals. The coffins were not enough. Many people who were crushed to death could only be buried in straw mats.

Just as Duan Jiqing finally found a coffin for Manager Pan, he couldn't find a coroner for a while, so he could only let the survivors help him to restrain himself. He was about to go to the county government to report that Pan Changsheng, the ambassador of the salt department of the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Commander, was dead and asked the county magistrate to arrange a few yamen runners to help organize the funeral. When Guan Bantou, who should have just arrived at Zouma, came back, and he came back with Han Da, who was like a bereaved.

Duan Jiqing felt a little sad, staring at the two of them and asked, "Why did you come back so quickly?"

"We met on the road," Guan Bantou turned around and glared at Han Da, gritted his teeth and said, "When I went there, I repeatedly told you how to explain to you three brothers. You just told Duan Jingcheng!"

Han Da was so scared that his legs became weak. He knelt down and cried, "Mr. Duan, my father... My father is dead, I am here to report your demise. It's not that I didn't take good care of my father. I didn't expect that the dragon would turn over. He lay down at home, and we were all working in the field. As we were working, the earth suddenly shaking, so I ran home. As a result, I ran to the entrance of the village. Most of the house in the village collapsed, and many people died, my house collapsed, and my father also..."

He was really afraid of anything he was going to do. Duan Jiqing's eyes turned dark and he collapsed to the ground like three souls and six spirits were suddenly pulled away. Guan Banting was so scared that he quickly helped him up, pinching the man and shouting to find the doctor.

However, the doctor in the city is as busy as a coroner, and he will find somewhere in a while.

Fortunately, Duan Jiqing woke up soon, looked up at his wife who was crying, and then looked at his son who was scared and frightened. He said weakly: "Don't suffer, I'm not dead yet."

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, so many storms have come, what's this matter?" Duan Jiqing forced himself to sit up, Guan Bantu, who was as scared as if he was unruly, nodded slightly, then looked at Han Da who was kneeling in front of the bed and sighed: "Child, get up, I don't blame you. This is a natural disaster. What kind of evil has my Ba County been committed? God wants to bring such a great disaster, and how many gentry and people in my Ba County will die!"

"Mr. Duan, I didn't take good care of my father. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the fourth brother..." Han Da knew very well that his father had died and the fourth brother could not be the official. He felt so uncomfortable and apologized in his heart that he slapped himself.

"What is this? If you don't blame me, you won't blame me. The most urgent thing is to organize the funeral immediately and let your father be buried in peace."

"What should I do if my brother is there? Should I send him a message?"

"Yes Duan Jingcheng, what should I do with Siwazi?"

Duan Jiqing took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said, "I'll write to him now, and write that you can help me send Rishengchang to you, and the county government will also report it."

"But Siwazi can't become an official!" Guan Bantou said with a bitter face.

"What does it mean to be an official? Only those who are dismissed from office and never use it can become an official. This is called Ding You, which only takes three years. He is only twenty-four years old. He is still taking the exam for scholars and juren. Isn't it only three years? It won't delay much trouble!"

"That's right, it's only three years."

...

At the same time, Han Xiufeng was playing chess and chatting with Fei Erye on "Tingyuxuan".

The provincial library not only opened a township school, but also hired two famous scholars to teach in the museum. As long as the fellow officials in Beijing had children, almost all the children were sent, and the little guy also followed him. Mr. Fei was happy to enjoy the leisure and lived a leisurely life as a god.

"Zhixing, do you know who I saw when I sent Shichang to the provincial hall in the morning?"

"Who have you seen?" Han Xiufeng put down the pawn and said.

Master Fei Er picked up a chess and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuo, Minister of War."

Han Xiufeng asked curiously: "What did he do in the provincial hall? Don't he and his father like to avoid suspicion?"

"Like us, we send our children to study. As for avoiding suspicion, it is time and time. Although his father is in the first rank and has a high position as a minister, he has been out of charge for a long time." Mr. Fei took a step forward and said meaningfully: "If he had no father, he could be the Minister of War? To put it unpleasantly, if his father left the world, how long can he be the Minister of the Minister of War? Relying on his father's embrace can only rely on his father for a while, not for a lifetime."

"So I remembered my fellow countrymen and the same year?"

"I think so, otherwise he wouldn't have pulled me and talked for a long time."

Han Xiufeng was surprised: "He pulled you to talk?"

"I asked you something, and said that I had heard of your name for a long time, and I have never had the opportunity to make friends with you. I said that I should go around more if I have time in the future."

"He really respects me."

"You can't say that. No matter what you do, you're a 'little military aircraft'. It's reasonable for him to put down his posture and be willing to make friends with you."

As Master Fei said, some people do not think that officials are very good at doing things, but their foundation is unstable. For example, Zhuo Yun, the Minister of War, who relies on his father's position, and Du Han, the Minister of Military Affairs, have a hard time without his father's care. For example, Mu Yin, a secretary of the cabinet who is not even a juren, has become the Minister of Military Affairs. If he does not surrender to Sushun, he will not be able to walk for long.

Thinking of this, Han Xiufeng couldn't help but smile and said, "Second Master, after hearing what your master said, I suddenly realized that although I am not a big official, I have to be more stable than them. At least I don't have to worry about being surrendered and being dismissed in a mess."

"This is naturally. Your official position is achieved through ability and military merits!"

Mr. Fei smiled and continued, "When talking about military merits, the same year, Zeng Guofan of Lord Duan showed his big face this time. Hubei 600 miles reported urgently. He led Xiang Yong from Jinkou to the three routes of the Yangtze River, and went straight to Parrot Island, recovered Hanyang and Hankou, and wiped out the Changmao Navy on the river in one fell swoop. It is said that the thief general Shi Fengkui, Huang Zaixing, saw that the situation was not good, had retreated from Wuchang with the remaining defeated generals!"

"Has Lord Zeng recovered Wuchang?" Han Xiufeng was shocked.

"It should be that when I came back, I saw the Huguang Guild Hall decorate with lights and some people set off firecrackers at the door. On the way back, I met Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang said that the Beijing officials in Hunan were so happy. Some even bet that the emperor would let Mr. Zeng be the governor of Hubei this time or let Mr. Zeng be the governor of Huguang."

"I heard what you said, I think Mr. Zeng really has hope. When he returned to his hometown, he was already a minister, let alone made such great achievements." Han Xiufeng thought for a while, and then said: "Whether in terms of background or qualifications, Jiang Zhongyuan was far inferior to Mr. Zeng at that time. Jiang Zhongyuan could become the governor of Hubei and even serve as the governor of Anhui, and Mr. Zeng was even more troublesome."

"That's right, but now it's not as good as Jiang Zhongyuan."

"Why are you saying this?" Han Xiufeng asked curiously.

Mr. Fei put down the chess piece, picked up the teacup and smiled bitterly: "Jiang Haoxuan has many friends and is well-informed. He said that Wen Zhongtang and Su Shun seemed to have recommended Lord Zeng, but Prince Gong, Prince Yi, Prince Zheng and other princes had no objections. However, Lord Peng, Lord Zhou and Lord Weng felt that it was inappropriate. Manchu didn't say anything, and the Han officials opposed it. Are you ridiculous? "

"So even if Lord Zeng has achieved such great military achievements, it is not that easy to become a governor?"

"It's not that easy, so people are afraid of being famous and pigs. If Lord Zeng's previous official promotion was not so fast and his official reputation was not so good, he would not be so good in Hunan's scholars like he is now. Not to mention being a governor, I think the governor can do it!"

"You are really a bystander."

"What a bystander? I also heard from Jiang Haoxuan, Master Huang, Master Ji and others." When talking about Huang Zhongyin, Master Fei Er remembered something again: "Zhixing, didn't you ask Cao Yuying to help Prince Gong and Lord Peng and others to report the relationship? The day before yesterday, I heard Master Huang say that Lord Sushun seems to value Cao Yuying very much. Every time I enter the palace, I will walk up and say a few words, even the name is different."

"Why are it different?"

"As soon as Lord Sushun saw Cao Yuying, he called 'Master Cao', not to mention how intimate he was, and Cao Yuying seemed to run to Lord Sushun's house a lot."

Since Han Xiufeng was transferred back to Beijing, he has been living in seclusion. He really doesn't know this. After hearing what Master Fei said, he realized that Su Shun had not only won over Mu Yin and Du Han in the Military Affairs Office, but even the foreman Zhang Jing and Cao Yuying were his eyes.
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