After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

A city gate separates Heyang County into two areas. The refugees outside the city are clamoring, and the cries in the city are endless. All the divine soldiers and county soldiers in the county were armed with armor.

The night is endless, and the torches in the courtyard are blazing. The leafy tree in the corner of the courtyard cast a shadow that blended with the moonlight and spread on the ground.

In the room, Pei, Li, and Wu were seated separately, with Zhou Mancao standing aside. A lamp, like a lonely boat in the sea of ​​evil, rested quietly in front of Pei Jiaoran. It swayed slightly under the room breeze that quietly slipped in. The pure Jun is lying across the knee, and there seems to be a stream of light attached to the sword body.

Stroking the sword tassel, Pei Jiaoran looked into the courtyard. Although she blocked the possibility of sending the news to Chang'an, Quan Dehui did not expect that Quan Dehui would still spread the news. There has been no reply from Chang'an for a long time. Apparently it was Jia Gonglu who took charge of the matter. The purpose is to prevent His Majesty from knowing the true situation in Tongzhou. As long as she fails in disaster relief, then he will have reason to dismiss her from office. The best strategy now is to act according to her original plan and intensify the conflict. These gentry in the same state were not willing to be controlled by her, but Quan Dehui had other orders. If the two parties reach an agreement on their goals, they must use drastic measures.

Nothing worked better than using people's power to kill people, so she was happy for them to do that. But she still has the final say as to how far this matter will develop.

He Liang, who was wearing armor, strode in, cupped his hands towards Pei Jiaoran and said, "Three hundred sergeants have been assembled and are waiting for the dispatch of Minister Pei."

"I know, congratulations on your hard work, General." Pei Jiaoran smiled and took out a directory from his sleeve pocket, "Lingjia, there are many people with low power and virtue in the county. This is what I found when I was looking through the personnel files. After finding out the strange places, we compiled a list. You take five people and pick them up together, and please come to the county house to sit for a while."

"Okay. Then you should be more careful." Wu Lingjia said warmly.

Zhou Mancao frowned, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Quan Dehui wants to use the power of the people, why can't I?" Pei Jiaoran smiled, "It's not just that he can use people's power."

Li Xiujing on the side answered, "No wonder you said before that you have both the kingly way and the domineering power. It turns out that was your intention."

"In that case, why not just capture Quan Dehui? Why use the people for personal gain?" Zhou Mancao suddenly looked coldly at Pei Jiaoran.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at Zhou Mancao. She knew that she could no longer uphold justice, but she also envied people like Zhou Mancao. It's just a pity that this world is never kind to people, let alone pity without reason. So she had to explain the details to Zhou Mancao.

"Do you think we people can take down Quan Dehui?" Pei Jiaoran smiled, "The Quan family is not only a powerful family, but also a hero. To convict him, it is useless to rely solely on framing. Think carefully about the people who died in the history books because of kings Is the crime against them really related to the actual crime of the family in my hand? As for the selfishness you mentioned, then please tell me, what is private? What is public? Mancao, there are many things in this world that cannot be treated as public or private. Let’s discuss. Some political orders are public to the country, but private to the people. But you and I need to know that there are rules for governing a country, and benefiting the people is the basis; politics and religion have scriptures, and orders are based on actions. Let’s go and have a look on the tower. ."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is as dark as ink. Surrounded by Sergeant Jia, Pei Jiaoran and his party left the county house and walked up to the city tower. The torches in the hands of the sergeants lit up the night sky, and the refugees on both sides of the road stared at them angrily.

A group of people climbed up the tower and looked into the distance. The refugees occupied the original location of the porridge shed and faced off against the soldiers guarding the city. Under the night, the rolling mountains have only vague outlines, but you can still imagine their heroic appearance stretching north and south.

At this time, the refugees really gathered under the city.

The river breeze blows on the face, bringing with it the heat. The deep crimson robes ruffled by the wind overlapped with the purple robes and animal patterns on the side.

Pei Jiaoran suddenly took out the Chunjun in his hand and pointed it straight ahead. If she succeeds today, it will be much easier for her to implement administrative orders in the same state in the future. Now that all the gentry and Quan Dehui are trapped in Heyang by her, there is no need to find out each family's thoughts one by one. But the crisis they are concerned about is also the beginning of the turmoil.

Since someone wants to use Tongzhou to deal with her, she will use this to implement new decrees.

No new policies can be implemented without thoroughly eliminating the bad policies of the past. The consolidation of power is often closely related to this. Once this battle is won, it will be the time for her to negotiate with them, and it will also be the opportunity to implement the new order.

"Sister Pei, why are you staying here at this time?"

Quan Dehui's voice came from behind.

Pei Jiaoran turned around and said with a smile: "The refugees are causing trouble. As the governor's relief envoy, how can I not come?"

"The refugees have been besieging the city for three days. Does Mr. Pei have any solution? There is not much food left in Heyang County." Quan Dehui slowly walked to Pei Jiaoran, "There are refugees both inside and outside the city. Mr. Pei can really take care of them all. Are you there?" After saying that, he turned to look at Li Xiujing, "Speaking of which, I heard that there have been frequent changes in the three towns of Heshuo these days, and the court is afraid that there will be another conquest. This is another expense, and I don't know how much money should be spent. From where."

"The imperial court has its own arrangements for supporting the country. As for how to deal with these refugees, the imperial court has its own laws." Pei Jiaoran brushed the ridge of his sword with his fingertips, "But we still have to have a good talk with them."

Quan Dehui looked at her with sarcasm in his eyes.

Turning to glance at He Liang, Pei Jiaoran said: "Take these two censors out of the city and ask them what they want. Communicate with them. If it doesn't work, the rest of us are going out of the city to talk."

He Liang should leave immediately.

Watching He Liang lead the two censors out of the city. Not long after, someone suddenly heard shouting from the city, "I know them, they are members of the Shence Army. Are they trying to escape! Kill them, these people are not good people either."

Pei Jiaoran curled his lips as he listened.

He Liang and his party stopped at the fence under the city and looked at the refugees with serious faces.

However, the refugees were already red-eyed and threw their farm tools at the fence regardless.

Looking at the refugees rushing toward them, He Liang retreated with the two censors. The two censors wanted to speak, but were hit on the head by stones thrown by the refugees.

"Why are these people so unreasonable?"

"Servant Pei, this situation is so angry. How do you plan to end it?" Quan Dehui said meaningfully.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at him sideways, "Just do whatever you want."

Although she didn't like Quan De's obscure behavior, she couldn't admit that he was the mastermind of this civil uprising. The intentions are really sinister. However, one thing was overlooked. The people of Tongzhou suffered more than the imperial conquest?

"It seems that He Liang can't reach an agreement with them. Then I can only go in person. Will Governor Quan come with me?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

"No. I still have some official business to deal with, not to mention that the refugees hate me. I'm afraid there will be more trouble if I go." Quan Dehui waved his hand, "Quan takes his leave, and I hope that Mr. Pei will take care of himself."