"How to reply in Luoyang?"

"It is said that Lingyan Pavilion has sent someone out."

"Gei?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a representative."

“Representative…”

The mourning hall is the middle hall of Deng’s house. There is a shack in the atrium. Deng Zilin’s cousins ​​of this generation have come to watch, but they have no more sorrow when they first came, and only sorrow.

When Deng Fan went there, no one said it was good whether the Deng family would continue to move forward or go back.

"My in-laws in Liuyang, 1,500 acres of land was detained by the "Working Party" as a big hat of "harm the countryside" and took it away in anger. Now 1,500 acres of land have become the property of mud feet. I sell something to a shabby thing..."

"The county magistrate of Liuyang County is surnamed Zhang, why don't you care?"

"'Anling Sanren' is also surnamed Zhang, and he sold Xiangnan."

"Too bad life!"

"The army that the imperial court suppressed the rebellion did not really cross the river."

"I shouted for a year to go south and it turned out to be like this."

"Tanzhou now...is not that now, sooner or later, it will be the world of the "People's Party". The "People's Party" is simply poisonous. As long as you recognize "please for the people", you can join."

"Why are you afraid of a bunch of speculations from here in the South China Sea?"

"You think he doesn't know?"

"know?"

"If I don't know, I can have such a big possession?"

They are all a group of old men in their seventies and eighties. Staying up late depends on a cup of strong tea and a cigarette, but they can't stand it. Deng Fan is really old and it is impossible for him to let his children and nephews come to watch the night.

So the old man with the word "Guang" in the first half of the night, but the second half of the night became an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old.

But I can't stand it, I rely on playing cards and bragging, and I can hold on for a while.

"One to three, I have to say that I can split up."

"One-to-six, split up? Why do you need to split up?"

"August 1st pair. Well... it's good to split up the family. The momentum of the 'Working Party' is very difficult and very different, very similar to the scene described by Zhang Zi. If so, it is certain that the people are rolling. After all, for more than a hundred years of hatred, those who have been in revolution, want republic, and want equal rights, do not remember the hatred that has been suppressed? Hatred is not so easy to eliminate. Only one side can completely fail will it be calmed down."

"The sea and the rivers are clear and talked every year, and strictly guard against each other. One to ten."

Deng Pan, who was smoking and playing cards, crossing his legs and smoking, did not speak, squinted his eyes, just thinking about the remarks of these fathers and elders.

They seemed to be just old fry and were in the society, but forty or fifty years ago, they were also well-educated.

Many questions are not because they don’t understand, but because they firmly believe that they will not be in their own hands, or that they will not be in their own generation.

They are like this, did Master Qian Ge of the Central Committee think so?

If so, if he gets rid of it, he will not be a local big family like Deng’s family. The entire “Jiangdong Qian family in Donghai Qian family” has hundreds of thousands or millions of people.

According to the 28-liang class, there were also "high-ranking people" with tens of thousands of people and hundreds of thousands of people. The killings rolled and blood flowed into a river.

"Ziqi, you are the director of the Education Bureau. Do you have any ideas?"

Suddenly, someone buckled the cards in his hand and turned his head to look at Deng Pan.

"There are benefits of dividing the family, but there are also disadvantages. Needless to say, the eggs are not put in a basket, and the bet on the right family, the Deng family or the Deng family. But the wrong ones may be killed by the right ones and kill them with their own hands. It is necessary to kill the relatives for justice, no matter which side it is."

"It seems... Ziqi is also very good at the 'People's Party', thinking they have a big problem."

"Um?"

Deng Pan was stunned for a moment, obviously finding that he had been caught and had his true thoughts.

However, he did not hide anything and said directly: "The core purpose of the 'Work Party' is to 'plead for the people'. This is different from the cult in the South China Sea, because it is not a combination of thousands of great powers. They are also organized, and the initiative and revolutionary nature of the 'Work Party' is obviously different. That is, if the court has no money now, the 'Work Party' is over."

"But by chance, the court has no money."

"Yes, after more than a hundred years of demolition, the holes are getting bigger and bigger, and the territory is getting bigger and bigger. Now, even the suppression of the Bulgar Ministry has no funds. The empire's arsenal is still so big, there are too many losses."

This is not a matter of two corruption, but a systematic corruption that the entire court knows.

But what's the use of knowing?

If you don’t take advantage of it, you will not only have to make it, but you will also die.

Removing the armor and returning to the field? Hanging the seal and leaving?

It's so beautiful that you are.

"Then... Ziqi, everyone, do you think the success rate of betting on Wang Jiao will be higher?"

"At least, around Wang Jiao, the 'Eighth Route Zhongwu Army', 'Zhongyi Society' and other opposition forces are very willing to invest. There are also old ideological chaotic elements like 'Anling Sanren'. If they are combined with the power of the rioters and the sympathizers of the rioters within the court, they may not be able to fight a tough battle, and they will destroy them, sweep away several provinces, or even the entire Jiangnan."

Speaking of this, Deng Pan took a sip of cigarette, wiped his face, his beard was like a spring, and it quickly returned to shape after pressing down.

Seeing this scene, Deng Pan's elders were stunned for a moment, because they were so fucking like their grandfather and grandfather.

"The Jiangnan I am talking about is not Jiangdong, but Jiangdong, Jiangxi, Hunan, Qianzhong, Jiannan, Lingnan, Annan, Guangxi..."

"It is south of the Yangtze River and north of Shitang, thousands of miles."

"About ten million square miles."

"It's almost the same."

“…”

After mentioning such a number, the card players were no longer interested, threw the cards in their hands forward, and then asked Deng Pan, "Can the 'Work Party' really break the territory?"

"I underestimated it."

“…”

Deng Pan bounced the ashes, "The hole in disaster relief is too big. Now the official disaster relief cannot attract the hearts of the people, because the people arranged by the official disaster relief are still the same group. How can you expect these people to win the hearts of the people? Thirteen states in Japan Province are short of water. How could such an incredible thing happen? If the Dragon King of the East China Sea competes for some excitement, he will not let such a large piece of land besides the big island in the East China Sea, which is so short of water."

"It's a weird thing to say. In previous years, there was water all year round. How much precipitation will be brought by any typhoon? I have never heard of Japan being afraid of wind, earthquakes, and floods, but I have never heard of drought."

"The Jianghuai River and Huai River are also drought, and the Huai River has been cut off. There are five big rivers in the river and four are abandoned. There are the 'Black Sea Krai region', the canal dug out..."

As I talked, I was a little depressed.

To be honest, from the perspective of the high-level officials of the empire, Wang Jiao and the "People's Party" behind Wang Jiao are nothing, they are just taking advantage of the situation.

Disaster relief is like fighting a war, it is pure investment. If you want to gain something, it will be a long time after "victory".

Even if it is the bonus of war, few people will be filled with oil after eating it for three hundred years.

It’s like the Japanese province, which was once the “Donghai Xuanzhengyuan” private land, a happy nest for making money. Now, no matter how much money the previous generation makes, the later generations have to manage it ten times more.

Because it is not a banished state or a barbarian tribe, but a direct province of the empire.

"well……"

"It's time to replenish the fragrance?"

"Kowtow first, please bless my grandfather."
Chapter completed!