"Well, let's see, the first sentence is, don't know one eye of the bronze man."

The old man saw more and more people, and he was even more proud and wanted to show off. "As soon as this thing came out..." he could no longer recite the next half of the sentence, and his face suddenly became extremely pale, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled off his forehead.

"Huh? Why don't you continue reading?" Everyone next to him stretched their necks and asked impatiently.

"What's going on? Lao Tiantou, don't you boast about yourself well-reading poetry? Why did you stump you?" Several more people started to cheer, "What are the last few words?"

Let the people next to him laugh, but the old man closed his mouth tightly, looked in panic, and got up and wanted to leave.

"Huh? Lao Tiantou, what's wrong with you? You're seeing a ghost?"

Seeing the old man's panic look, the people around him were puzzled, and the people around him were even more curious. They surrounded the old man in the middle and blocked him tightly, making it difficult to move forward.

"No, no, old man, I suddenly have a stomachache, I want to go and make some more convenient." Seeing that I couldn't get out of the crowd, the old man was even more panicked and bowed repeatedly, hoping that the people around me would give way.

"It's weird, Lao Tiantou, just reading the last few words will delay you from shit. If you don't pronounce the last few words to everyone today, we won't let you go out!" A sinister smile appeared in the eyes of the big man who had been standing next to the old man, stopping the old man.

"Da Liu, Mr. Liu, please let me go. The following words are unspeakable." Seeing that they couldn't get rid of themselves, some people were worried that the government would find out that the old man was even more nervous and lowered his voice and pleaded with mercy.

"I can't say it? What's the point? No matter how I come, you have to read the last few words to us. Otherwise, you don't want to leave!" The man called Liu Da shouted to the surroundings: "Everyone said, right?"

Everyone around them followed suit and started to cheer, "Yes! If you don't read it, you won't let him go, and you'll suffocate him to death!"

Seeing that more and more people were getting more and more, the old man was so scared that he was sweating heavily and quickly whispered: "Uncle Liu, the last few words are like God................"

"What?! God... the next... the opposite?!" Liu Da deliberately raised his voice to make everyone around him hear it clearly, and he deliberately asked.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were gathered on him, the old man trembled and almost fainted. But he had to nod his head with his teeth.

Immediately someone connected the two lines of poetry and recited: "Don't let the bronze man have one eye, this thing will turn back the world!" After the two sentences, the river bank suddenly became silent like death. However, someone started to recite it soon, and more and more people recited it. The voice became louder and louder.

Under the repeated guidance of those who are interested, more and more people read, and their voices become more and more neat, and soon gathered into a huge roar that resounded through the sky: "Don't let the bronze man have one eye, this thing will rebel! The world will rebel! The world will rebel!"

The capital in October should be a very pleasant and pleasant season, but the imperial capital in late autumn of the 19th year of the Apocalypse was shrouded in a panic atmosphere of sad clouds and mist. Pedestrians were hurried on the streets, and from time to time, fully armed soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys. This is very rare in the emperor.

"I heard that it's not, the rebellion in Kansai!" A timid and thin businessman lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious and said to the two tea friends sitting next to him.

"Hmph! When did you get news? I only heard from the people in the palace this morning that the north had also rebelled, and there was still a lot of movement. Several mansions were in trouble." A contemptuous voice squeezed out of the nasal cavity, and the middle-aged businessman in a brocade robe said indifferently.

"Oh, what should we do after all this trouble?" Another businessman with yellow-faced rat-bearded complained.

"What should I do? What should I do if I pay it back?" The brocade merchant glanced at the partner next to him and said dissatisfiedly.

"Then, that's a risk. Although the business road to the west has not yet been cut off, the forces of thieves have begun to spread everywhere. I think it's a bit mysterious if the official army wants to defeat those thieves and control the road." The yellow-faced businessman retorted dissatisfiedly, "If this goods are blocked by thieves, wouldn't it be for nothing to send sheep into the tiger's mouth?"

"What should I do? Just put it there and wait for mold to rot?" The brocade merchant also said angeredly, "Damn it, don't rebel early, don't rebel late. It's just when my goods are about to go. Isn't this safe to ask me to redeem my book?!"

"We'll deal with it here, it's better than being robbed by a thief and lost all his money!" The yellow-faced businessman looked dejected.

"Look at your bear-like appearance. Not to mention that the road is still under the control of the empire, even if it is controlled by those people, I dare to go and make a breakthrough!" The brocade merchant roared, "I don't believe that my luck is so bad, and I will meet it once I go."

"Brother, it's better to be careful. It's been a few days since the news of the rebellion in Guanxi. During this period, you can see which newspaper has reported on the empire's experience, and it's all silent. If there is good news that the official army defeats the rebels, those reporters with a more sensitive sense of smell than hunting dogs would have been quarreling for a long time?" Although the thin businessman was as timid as a mouse, his words made sense. The yellow-faced businessman nodded repeatedly and said yes.

"Even if we have to go to the dragon pond and tiger den, who told us to get on the street?" The merchant of Jinpao still had no change in his determination, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes. "Now there is a stir in the north. I think we don't leave, I'm afraid the Heshuo area will be in chaos sooner or later. By then, I'm afraid that if we really want to leave, I'm afraid that the merchant of Jinpao really won't have much hope for the imperial army.

The former magnificent and solemn Qinzheng Hall is now full of the bleak smell of cold rain and wind. The civil and military officials in the court consciously and unconsciously suppress their breathing, and lowered their heads to listen to the reports of the intelligence department.

"Except for the situation in the Lujiang Prefecture of Guanxi County, except for the slightly stable situation, the other prefectures have lost control. Hanzhong Prefecture City has been controlled by nearly 100,000 mobs led by Taiping scholar Bo Jinchen. It has been found that the Hanzhong Security Division has collectively participated in the rebellion. Bao Guowei, the defender of Hanzhong Prefecture City, died for his country. The entire Hanzhong Prefecture has been completely lost. The First Division of the Fourth Army stationed in Hanzhong Prefecture has protected the county magistrate's office and withdrew from Hanzhong Prefecture and moved to Lujiang Prefecture City for office."

"The situation in Xikang Prefecture is also in danger. On the evening of October 29, two corpses of the Xikang Security Division were attacked by armed bandits of Taiping Cult in the northern suburbs of Xikang City, and the entire army was wiped out. On the morning of October 30, the Fifth Regiment of the Xikang Security Division rebelled, and the other two soldiers were surrounded by the rebellious Fifth Regiment and the armed bandits of Taiping Cult. Later, they surrendered. Xikang Prefecture City fell on the same day, and the whereabouts of Xia Rikui, guarding Xikang City, were unknown." When he thought of this, the Minister of Information Zhou Baozhong, who was sweating all over the head, could not help but glance at His Majesty the Emperor, who had not spoken a word.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor did not express anything, Zhou Baozhong had to grit his teeth and read: "Most market towns in the north and west of Jincheng Prefecture were all mobs led by Taipingists. According to the information, about 80,000 rebel armed groups were heading towards the city. Tao Liang, the guard of Jincheng Prefecture, disappeared. The Administrative Director is currently acting for the affairs of the whole government. The Second Division of the Fourth Army stationed there has been urgently reported many times to demand emergency support."

"The governor of Bashan Prefecture City Xie Wuyong and the Director of the Internal Affairs Office were assassinated in the official residence on October 27. The Chief of the Administration Jiang Yuanyi and the Chief of the Bashan Security Division Gao Delin collectively rebeled and surrendered to the enemy. Except for the far southern areas, the entire Bashan area has been controlled by the Taiping Cult; a riot occurred in Longnan Prefecture City on October 29, in which three soldiers of the security division collapsed during the suppression of the riot. Another soldier of the soldiers of the other soldiers and the defender of the city Song Hua have retreated to Tianshui and standby. There is no news about a corps stationed in Queqiao Pass."

"Then let's talk about the north again."

Zhao Youjian's cold voice was like a squeeze out of the ice crack, but it was quite calm, but everyone knew that behind this calmness, there was often a storm with the collapse of the sky and the earth. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!