My father ordered me to kill the emperor, but His Majesty bestowed a princess upon me instead.

The list of candidates for revitalizing the southern part of the city is set for noon.

Liang Su wanted to cancel.

I did not agree.

He stood outside the granary, his face grim.

"If we can't rescue these forty-one people, chaos will surely ensue in front of the list."

"Cancellation will also cause chaos."

"At least no one will die."

"They'll die somewhere else."

I said, "Several thousand people have already gathered in the south of the city."

"Someone came to claim relatives."

"Someone has come to claim the land."

"Some people are waiting to see if the 847 dead people are real or not."

"If we don't open it today, tomorrow people will say that Governor Liang is feeling guilty."

"The letter of accusation will be sent to the capital the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow, all names will be erased from the new register."

"Forty-one people will still die by then."

Liang Su looked at the granary.

"You always want to pay the entire bill at once."

"Lord Liang always wants to control things first."

"If we keep it under control, at least we can survive."

"I can only live in your hands."

He did not answer.

We both know that what the other person said makes sense.

They all know that relying solely on their own methods is not enough.

Therefore, we can only do it together today.

Liang Su took Fang Chengli back to Nancheng to announce the results.

Bai Zhi also went.

She had to sit at the front of the list.

She needs to review 847 files.

I, Yan Xiaoyi, A Liu, and six guards stayed in the Yicang ice cellar to rescue people.

Before parting, Bai Zhi hugged the review book tightly.

Don't be late.

Why?

"No one explained the accounts in front of the list."

"Governor Liang will speak at a very long time."

Liang Su glanced at her.

"I heard that."

Bai Zhi's expression remained unchanged.

"It's good to hear."

She walked very fast.

I think this was probably the first time Liang Su had encountered an accountant who openly complained about the governor's long speech.

The main entrance to the ice cellar was sealed off.

The seal is an old seal from the Yicang granary.

Qi Xiaoman said there was a door under the ice.

Don't speak directly.

We went around to the back of the warehouse.

The old drainage well has dried up.

There is an iron ring every three feet on the well wall.

Yan Xiaoyi went down first.

A moment later, two knocking sounds came from the bottom of the well.

There is a road.

Ah Liu lay down by the well.

"Young master, shall I stay upstairs to provide backup?"

"Can."

He had just breathed a sigh of relief.

I added, "After we go down, you'll be the last one to go down."

Why?

"Backup complete."

Ah Liu felt there was something wrong with that statement.

But Yan Xiaoyi was already urging them from below.

We followed the well wall into the bottom of the ice cellar.

It's very cold inside.

It's not ice.

It is a cold, damp atmosphere where lime and moisture are mixed together.

There are forty-one drag marks on the ground.

But they only found ten people.

They were all unconscious.

Red clay had been pressed onto my wrist.

The fingerprints are clearly being used to make a false confession.

Ah Liu gave them the antidote.

"What about the other thirty-one?"

An inner guard discovered a movable stone slab by the wall.

Behind the stone slab is a secret passage leading south.

The wind blew in from inside.

It carries human voices.

It wasn't a scream.

It's gongs and drums.

The South City Revitalization List has begun.

The secret passage leads directly underground to the ranking venue.

They were to send forty-one people out from under the ranking platform.

Wearing Southwest Army uniform.

He rushed onto the stage when there were the most people.

I left two bodyguards behind to take care of the ten people.

The others continued the chase.

The passageway was narrow.

Weapons were piled up on both sides.

Wooden stick.

Short knife.

Old bow.

Each piece was deliberately engraved with a southwest mark.

Ah Liu was panting as he ran.

"Young master, do the soldiers of the Southwest Army also inscribe 'Southwest' on their swords?"

"Won't."

Why?

"Afraid of picking the wrong one?"

Yan Xiaoyi said from the front, "In the army, swords recognize people, not words."

My father disliked engraving the character "烈" (lie, meaning fierce or fierce) on ordinary weapons.

He said he swung the knife to kill someone.

It's not about making a name for myself.

Those who truly use the old system of the Southwest are the easiest to spot as fake.

But the people of Qingzhou couldn't tell.

All they need to see is the character "烈".

They would then believe that Shen Lie's men had arrived.

There is a wooden door at the end of the secret passage.

Footsteps were chaotic outside the door.

The thirty-one people who had been drugged had already changed their clothes.

Six guards are strapping weapons onto them.

One of them whispered:

"When the gong sounds for the third time, open the door."

"After the men rushed out, they shot Liang Su first."

"Shoot Shen An again."

Another person said, "Shen An has not yet arrived at the examination hall."

"Then kill the governor first."

"The confession still states that Shen An instructed him."

I felt like I was using it very well.

They can be ordered around whether they are physically present or not.

Even the dead can continue to serve as censors.

The gong sounded once.

Yan Xiaoyi looked at me.

I pointed to the door hinge.

He nodded.

The door was not kicked down.

First, use a knife to cut the bolt rope through the gap.

The gong sounds a second time.

The six people inside the door had already begun to help the unconscious person up.

Someone put a stimulant under their noses.

These people would be driven out of the secret door while they were in a state of delirium.

They instinctively struggle when they see a crowd.

In addition, he had a knife strapped to his hand.

They looked like a group of rebels who had suddenly gone mad.

The gong hasn't sounded yet on the third attempt.

The wooden door collapsed first.

Yan Xiaoyi kicked it away.

The first two people were trapped under the door.

The other four drew their swords.

In the narrow, dark passage, drawing a sword is not as fast as Yan Xiaoyi kicking someone.

He was too lazy to even draw his knife.

One kick each.

With Gu Xingzhi absent, the internal security forces became slightly busier.

Ah Liu did not step forward.

He lay down next to the bound man and cut the rope first.

When they cut the fifth one, voices suddenly came from outside the hidden door.

"Announce the results!"

Bai Zhi's voice came through the copper tube.

"First place."

"Qi Xiaoman!"

I paused in my movements.

Qi Xiaoman is right here.

He did not faint.

They were just tied to the end.

Upon hearing his name called, he suddenly rammed his head against the guards.

The man had just gotten up when he was knocked down again.

Qi Xiaoman shouted at me:

"Lord Shen!"

"Let them read it!"

"Don't stop any of them!"

Bai Zhi outside didn't hear it.

But it really didn't stop.

"Qi Xiaoman".

"A native of Beicun Village, Qingfeng".

"I escaped from the Qingfeng Warehouse last winter."

"The county register records that he fell into the river."

"I may still be alive."

Discussing voices arose from the rankings.

I cut Qi Xiaoman's rope.

"Can you walk?"

"able."

"go out?"

He nodded.

We did not allow the thirty-one people to rush onto the list while wearing Southwest Army uniforms.

Instead, he took off all his general's clothes.

They were given their original relief worker uniforms.

Each person was supported by two bodyguards.

Qi Xiaoman walked at the front.

The secret door is behind the ranking platform.

Bai Zhi has already read the twelfth missing person's name.

"Liu Chun".

"Former worker at Qingzhou Saltworks".

"In the fifteenth year of Chengxi, a report came in of death from the plague."

I pushed open the hidden door.

The sunlight was very bright on the list.

Thousands of people in the audience looked over at the same time.

Qi Xiaoman stood at the edge of the stage.

The sound wasn't loud.

"I am alive."

The crowd should remain silent.

It then exploded.

Bai Zhi stopped for only a moment when she saw us.

Continue reading.

"Liu Chun".

A middle-aged man who had just been helped out raised his hand.

"live."

"Du Xiaolan".

"live."

"He Guang".

"live."

Thirty-one people.

Including the ten in the ice cellar.

All 41 missing persons have been found.

There are no Southwest Army uniforms.

No weapons were seized.

There is no such thing as an uprising caused by the dead.

Only forty-one people, whose fingerprints had been forcibly pressed and who were about to be dressed in reverse military uniforms, stood in front of the re-certification list, each saying in their own voice that they were alive.

Liang Su stood to one side.

Looked for a long time.

He then personally took the governor's seal.

The first stamp was placed on Qi Xiaoman's temporary reinstatement certificate.

"Qingfeng Qi Xiaoman".

"Reinstatement pending verification."

"Today, he was confirmed to be alive in Qingzhou Prefecture."

the second.

The third.

With each stamp he made, someone's name would change back from a number.

Fang Chengli led his men to arrest Xu Mingzhang at the Experience Center.

The person did not run away.

He sat in the tent.

A pot of wine was placed on the table.

It's like I've been waiting all along.

When he was brought before the list of successful candidates, he did not look at Liang Su.

Just look at me.

"Imperial Censor Shen arrived very quickly."

"You all like to say that."

"Because if you had taken the original route, you shouldn't have been able to catch up."

"Who decided on the original route?"

"Old scores."

He smiled.

"Madam Wang is right."

"You will save lives."

"So you'd better do your own calculations too."

I asked, "Who told you to move forty-one people?"

"Aunt Lan".

Which one?

"have no idea."

"How do I receive the order?"

"suitcase."

"Where are the cards?"

"No cards."

"You're going to draw even without a winning hand?"

Xu Mingzhang looked up at Liang Su.

"It bears the seal of the governor."

It's a genuine seal again.

I asked, "Where did the seal come from?"

"I made this rubbing seven days ago when Lord Liang signed the order to receive the old register."

"Did you issue the book exchange order as well?"

"Yes."

"What about the governor's official seal?"

"The experience department can use it every day."

Liang Su's face was very pale.

The very office he trusted most was the place where someone used him to commit murder.

Xu Mingzhang, however, remained calm.

"Lord Liang thought that by hiding the dead, he could protect them."

"Even Tibetans need documents."

"Even grain distribution needs to be printed."

"As long as this system of government is still in use, there will always be someone who can take over the next phase."

This is true.

It is precisely because it is real that it is more dangerous.

He took a small, folded piece of paper from his sleeve.

"Aunt Lan asked me to give this to Lord Shen."

Gu Xingzhi was not present.

Xiao Lingyi was not there either.

According to the rules, I cannot drive alone.

Bai Zhi walked over.

Liang Su was also there.

Fang Chengli represented the governor's office.

The three parties were barely able to get together.

We will unfold this in public.

The paper contained a general exchange register for Qingzhou.

All 847 names are listed.

The old records section has been cancelled.

The "New Resident" section does not include any resurrected individuals.

Only three words:

The Righteous People's Army.

They don't want these 800-plus people to become ordinary citizens again.

The goal is to portray them as an army.

There is a note at the end of the book.

Qingxia General Warehouse received the goods.

Orchid seed.

I looked at that line of text.

Yong'an wrote about death.

Qingfeng craftsmanship.

The army was formed in Qingzhou.

Qingxia received the final report.

The local accounting website has finally revealed a complete picture.

Xu Mingzhang knelt before the revised list of living people and whispered:

"Lord Shen."

"The 847 people are just this batch from Qingzhou."

"There is already a nameless army in Qingxia."

"They're not waiting for Shen Lie."

"It's you."