A page of jade paper in Li Changan's hand exudes a soft, colorful brilliance.
But it was this soft, colorful brilliance that silenced the scribes in the entire city.
Ordinary people didn't feel anything, but the scribes couldn't even straighten their waists, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing down on their heads.
Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, he had to bend down, and all the literary energy in his body was blocked.
Li Changan walked up to Lin Heming who was covered in cold sweat, "I'm not satisfied with your answer just now."
"Li...Li Changan, you can't..." Lin Heming said hurriedly.
The sound stopped suddenly.
"Crack!"
The Hengyue sword easily chopped off Lin Heming's head.
Li Changan shook off the blood on the knife, shook his head and said, "I thought your head would be as hard as your mouth."
There was dead silence all around.
Whether it was the chief officials and colleagues who could not withstand the coercion of the third rank, the government officials in the city, or the people who were watching, all were speechless.
That's a dignified fifth-grade local official!
Apart from the prefect, he is the largest in the entire Yifu area.
But just like this, the colleague who almost spoke the same thing was actually beheaded by Li Changan with a knife.
The scene in front of me... was completely beyond everyone's imagination.
Li Changan looked at the silent government team leader, "Board leader, please take me to the remaining thirty-six grain stores."
The head of the government office was trembling with his legs, fearing that the butcher knife in Li Changan's hand would be swung at his head.
He bent down cautiously and said, "Sir... sir, please..."
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The next hour,
The entire city was enveloped by a depressing atmosphere that had never been seen before.
This kind of oppression is not directed at ordinary people, but at all beings who were once aloof.
Don't suppress the common people and suppress the powerful.
This is the first time this has happened in Pingyao Fucheng.
Li Changan, led by the yamen team leader, knocked on the door of a domestic grain store.
"Do you know who is behind us? We are Songyue Academy..."
"You are so bold, we have the support of adults from Honglu Temple in the capital..."
Heads fell to the ground one by one.
As long as they don't hear the results they want, Li Changan will help their heads leave their bodies without hesitation.
an hour,
Of the thirty-seven grain stores, not one of them agreed to sell grain.
It really amazed Li Changan,
There was a smile on his face from beginning to end, but his smile contained a heart-stopping cold murderous intent.
No one from the Fourth Courtyard and the First Prison, the capital officials from the capital, and local officials were left out, they were all involved.
It is indeed inextricably linked and intertwined.
If you want to sort out the relationships one by one, you won't be able to sort them out in half a year.
It's a pity that Li Changan has a knife in his hand.
As long as the blade is sharp enough, it can cut off even the toughest head.
"There seemed to be a grain store behind it just now... was it the prefect?"
Li Changan looked at the head of the government office next to him who looked pale and was sweating coldly.
When the yamen leader heard this, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "Sir...sir..."
"I said prefect, what are you afraid of?"
Li Changan smiled and knelt down and patted the head of the government office.
The head of the government office was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Let's go back to the government office."
After saying that, Li Changan strode towards the government office.
Come to the government office,
Li Changan put the knife on the neck of the prefect who was still suppressed.
"Let me ask you, if the grain is fifteen cents per catty, should you sell it or not?"
"Sell!" The prefect saw the gradually dimming five-color jade paper in Li Changan's hand and felt the terrible pressure in the void. He still didn't know what was happening?
For a whole hour, the pressure of the third rank was frightening the scribes in the entire city, and no one was spared.
Behind this Li Changan, there was a third-grade scholar backing him, and he even gave him such a precious third-grade grammar.
How dare he violate it?
"This is the most satisfactory response I have heard today." Li Changan sheathed his sword and asked the prefect to supervise it personally.
"There are thirty-seven grain stores in Fucheng. If anyone dares to sell a few kilograms of food just to show off, don't blame me for wielding the knife again."
"If there is not enough food, my Hengyue Sword will come to meet with the prefect again, but I guess there will be no need to ask questions next time."
Li Changan glanced at the cold sweat on the prefect's forehead, turned around and left.
On the way to Shuiyun Pavilion,
The five-color jade paper in his hand turned into powder.
The third-grade coercion spread over the city finally dissipated.
All the scribes in Pingyao City let out a long breath, and the big stone weighing on their hearts finally disappeared, almost crushing them to death.
Li Changan walked into the door of Shuiyun Pavilion and happened to see the ten governors in the room with pale faces and stretching their stiffened muscles. He immediately cupped his fists and saluted,
"Fortunately, Chang'an has lived up to its mission, and the problem of grain stores in the city has been solved."
In Shuiyun Pavilion, everything suddenly became quiet.
All the governors present looked at Li Changan with extremely complicated eyes.
"I wonder how Uncle Zhongyong solves the problem of purchasing grain?" Shen Hansong, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, asked.
"Kill!" Li Chang'an, a gentle man, spoke with murderous intent, "Whoever doesn't sell food will be killed without mercy!"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they could clearly smell the bloody smell on Li Changan's body.
"Kill them all?" Zou Boxun's voice was a little unsteady.
If Li Changan only killed people related to White Deer Academy, the problem would not be too big.
After all, Duke Wuxu was standing behind him, and no matter how unwise the guys at White Deer Academy were, they would not dare to openly confront Li Changan.
But if he kills the subordinates of the other three hospitals, one prisoner, and the capital official, then there will really be a big problem.
"Anyone who opposes will be killed!" Li Changan nodded.
Qin Xiangming, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, his eyes narrowed, "All the people related to me, Songyue, have also been killed?"
Li Chang'an chuckled and said, "Chang'an believes that all those who oppose selling grain have betrayed the country's destiny and are not worthy of being in the Four Courts and One Prison."
"So when Chang'an was dealing with Bailu's scum, he also helped clean up the first prison of the other three hospitals."
Qin Xiangming stared at Li Changan, "What if the food store is empty and no more food is delivered here?"
"This kind of matter should be reported to the academy and the academy will issue orders, so that there will be no situation where there is a violation of the rules."
"When the reports are reported, the people outside may starve to death." Li Changan said, "As for the grain store, if they no longer deliver food..."
"First of all, the prefect's head must be lost. Secondly, Chang'an has already written down all the people behind these grain stores."
"We will come to the door one by one when the time comes."
"Anyone who blocks disaster relief will be killed!"
With these words, murderous intent surged like a tidal wave.
Even though everyone present was a fifth-grade or even fourth-grade scribe, they were still shocked by the murderous aura coming towards them.
Not to mention the seventh rank, even they have killed no fewer monsters than Li Changan, but they don't have such a profound murderous intention.
The news of Li Changan's massacre was sent back to the First Prison of the Fourth Hospital.
There was a sudden uproar in the academy.
"How dare he!?"
"You simply don't take Xiangshan Academy seriously!"
"If it weren't for the urgent need to go south to provide disaster relief, Li Changan would definitely have him taken down and punished for his actions!"
…
Compared with the anger of other academies.
After hearing the news, Duke Xian of Zhao, who was in charge of the White Deer Academy, couldn't help laughing and told Duke Wuxu.
Duke Wuxu immediately took out the Thousand Miles Communication Talisman, found Li Changan, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid, kid?"
Li Changan's eyes were solemn, "I see those people who are preparing to rob children for food, and fathers who cut their own flesh to feed their children, and I feel only endless anger in my heart!"
"They think too much, live too long, and get used to getting themselves entangled in a mess of forces."
"I only know that this trip south is to save 300 million people."
"No matter what the intertwined forces are, if you can't untie them, just cut them off directly to save wasting time!"
"There are so many things to do and so many people standing on the verge of death."
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with them. In the end it's still a mess."
"Whoever stands in front of me, I will chop off his head with my knife!"
Duke Wuxu laughed loudly, "Okay, this is how you look like an envoy!"
"Remember, going south to provide disaster relief is related to the fate of the country, and no one needs to give face to it."
"A third-grade scholar will not do such things that lower your status, so don't worry about offending a third-grade scholar."
"Use the grammar I gave you well. If you deserve to be killed, kill him!"
"As long as you can solve the chaos in the three southern provinces and be listed on the Monument of Merit, there is nothing anyone can do to you."
"But you have to be aware of it."
Li Changan asked respectfully, "Please give me a clear statement from Duke Wuxu."
"Such killing will turn you into a lonely minister." Duke Wuxu said, "Since ancient times, lonely ministers... have not had many good results."
Li Changan chuckled and said, "Lone ministers and powerful ministers... Changan prefers lonely ministers."
"Okay." came the cheerful voice of Duke Wuxu, "You just need to remember that in the eyes of the third grade, the so-called power is nothing more than clouds."
"If you become a first-class official, the whole world will listen to you... whether you are a lonely minister or a powerful minister, the last thing you look at is your strength!"
"Thank you, Duke Wuxu, for your teaching." Li Changan said.
"You must understand these principles yourself."
Duke Wuxu paused, "I have to investigate the collapse of the luck dragon in the northern battlefield recently, so I may not be able to take care of you."
"If you encounter a problem that cannot be solved by the third-level grammar, go to Zhao Xiangong. He has always been in charge of the capital."
Li Changan couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, and there was a hint of worry in his voice unconsciously, "The collapse of the destiny dragon must involve the third level, I hope Duke Wuxu will be careful."
"I have lived for such a long time, and I still need a little kid like you to remind me?" Duke Wuxu said with a smile.
"As for you, this shocking move will definitely be known to outsiders. At that time, many families will probably focus on you again, and there will probably be many overtures. Have you figured out how to deal with it?"
Li Changan raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment and then gave his answer,
“We will not reject anyone who comes, the more the merrier.”