Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 386 The Wisdom of Mortals

The fourth daughter-in-law was overjoyed when she heard the words, but she immediately remembered how good her man's analysis was in the horse racing team, and she shook her head and said, "You robbed the life-saving food of the whole street and left our family alone. This is harming me."

"Keep an inch!" The private soldier who captured Ah Si was furious, subconsciously stepped up his hands, and pinched Ah Si until his face became red and his neck was thick, and he rolled his eyes.

The captain waved his hand to stop his subordinates from running away, and said with a more pleasant face: "You tell me, I won't move your whole street food. Everyone is here. If you don't talk about it yourself, no outsiders will know."

The originally dull people's eyes shined one by one.

The captain saw it, and his heart tightened again.That doesn't look like a sign of being organized.If no one takes care of things, the people in the lower city will take care of their own homes, and they will be divided into four major gangs to beat each other to death.

If someone really subdues the four presidents and organizes tens of millions of people in the lower city to fight against the House of Commons, then it must be done ideological work, and it is entrusted to them to fight against the enemy.

Now these people know that their food is guaranteed, but they don't care about things outside the street...

The information was indeed wrong.

The fourth daughter-in-law got this guarantee, but her heart was full of joy, and she opened her mouth to answer: "In the sleeping temple of crime! When the master in the upper city asked us to return the rice bran we got, we used all the products produced in one season as fakes." Put the rice bran in and send it to the portal of the temple!"

The captain was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he still asked kindly: "Oh? Who took the lead in doing this?"

The fourth daughter-in-law hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "Our caravan doesn't know much about it. Actually, I found it on the caravan road."

The captain's eyes fell on the face of Ah Si who was being carried in the air, and the private soldiers behind him immediately threw him on the ground.

Ah Si didn't answer the captain's words, and after taking a breath, he cried, "Stupid woman, you killed the whole town!"

As soon as the sentence was finished, an invisible wind blade cut off Ah Si and his wife from the crotch to the top of the head at the midline.

The captain withdrew his hand with a cold face, turned around and left.He was in a hurry to report to Earl Consleimur.

As for who took the lead, this shit also needs to be asked?What can be done in the lower city to bypass the four presidents?
Behind him, shouting, killing and crying became one piece.The third army went aimlessly along the way, which made the captain feel empty. Finally, he caught the typical Ah Si and his wife, which can be regarded as the completion of the deterrent task of showing force.

After the big fight, Count Conslamur will eventually find that after all the eyeliner has been cut out, the situation in the lower town is very different from what he predicted.In fact, Zhen Cheng didn't intend to hide the fact that the entire season's products were shipped away.

Trying to control the mouths of 1000 million people is bullshit.No matter how clever you are by coercion and lure, it is absolutely impossible for everyone to accept your tricks.

When the earl was suspicious and worried that Zhen Cheng would be fraudulent after sending the rice bran, he had already completely fallen into the situation of nurturing and acting.The caravan gathered to transport the "rice bran" back. Once this matter is over, the overall situation is settled.

Regardless of whether the House of Commons finds that the rice bran and products have been dropped, it is already powerless.

Zhen Cheng didn't care about the fact that these lower-level nobles would go to trouble the "Sleeping Crime" temple.A few earls of [Climbing the Way] might not even be able to beat the group of priestesses with mutated textures in the temple.

As for things getting bigger... so what?That's Sister Shabu's territory!That perverted goddess with three or five tentacles that has uprooted all the gods and evils with names and surnames from all over the world.

Even if the ancestor of the gods and the emperor came in person, would he still dare to climb into the abyss to find Sister Shabu's body for such a shit?
In the competition with senior sister Mei, other senior sisters were forbidden to intervene and help, but it was another matter to be tricked into it and have to take action.

Zhen Cheng is a [Poet Killing Order], and the true inheritance [Cultivation Method] inherited from Qu Yun is the way of conspiracy and deceit.She will not be as obsessed with binding her own hands and feet to maintain the fairness of the competition like Mei Bixi.

A game of gambling, whether you win or lose, is a trivial matter among yourself.Credits are the real thing.

The parliamentary army here is so overbearing and unreasonable in dealing with the life and death of the people, but it is cautious when it comes to inspecting factories and farmhouses.

There is no other reason, but because the people in the lower city actually have nothing, and all the factories and fields are the private property of the members of the House of Commons and many lower-class noble manors.

Kong Silaimiu has already caused a terrible disaster, there is no need for him to add fuel to the fire of his own troubles, and give blame to those nobles who are eyeing his position.

Therefore, it took a whole day for the commander-in-chief of the army, who had lost his eyeliner, to collect clues scattered and get a general understanding of the current overall situation in the lower city.

"The first military order, report!"

"Yes! Based on the integration of all parties' intelligence, all the target materials have been transported from the sleeping Temple of Crime and away from the royal court of Vanbia. This is a premeditated conspiracy. If the House of Commons orders to return the rice bran, it will be replaced and the plan will be completed."

"The second military order, report!"

"Yes! The castles of the four major gang leaders are completely controlled by our side, and no conflict broke out during the period. Key personnel, all documents, and finances are all missing, and they are being searched!"

"The third military order, report!"

"Yes! The entire operation has not encountered any organized resistance in the preparatory plan. A small number of people refused to turn in the rice bran, and 120 people have been beheaded!"

In the temporary camp, Earl Consramue squeezed his head with his hands and listened to the loud report outside the camp.The nails, which were sharper than the blade, pierced deeply into his scalp, and streaks of blood slid down his fingers.

"Poet..." He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the name, and then roared outside through the battalion commander: "Search! Keep searching for me! Turn the lower city upside down!"

"Your Excellency..." In this big fight, apart from the head coach, Earl Consreimu, the adjutant beside him is the deputy speaker Frichinye:
"Let me interject. They were able to transport so many goods away, and the documents and finances were cleaned up in time. I'm afraid we may not be able to gain anything if we really search the lower city."

Snapped!
The long solid wooden table was snapped off by Kang Silaimiu's palm: "It's all nonsense, I know it too! Never mind! If you can't find the blood wheat, at least give me all the rice bran! The nobles don't have to eat, and these lowly people don't want to eat it!" I want to fill my stomach!"

"Why are you bothering?" the adjutant said with a smile on his face: "The rice bran sent by the poet is to win people's hearts. If you pick this thing out of the hands of the pariah, it is called giving someone a handle.

These untouchables are our property, and the poet is doing this to help us reduce the loss of famine.Forcibly collecting rice bran, even the nobles in the upper city would not eat it.Instead of doing such meaningless things, should we think about how..."

(End of this chapter)