Now that he had decided to accept the Zen ceremony, Li Jia stopped procrastinating and started preparing for the Zen ceremony.

After receiving Zen, it needs to be grand, and the construction of the Zen platform is also crucial.

The Zen ceremony will be held in a month. In order to meet the deadline, thousands of Xiang soldiers worked day and night on the construction. Hundreds of craftsmen from all over the country worked non-stop.

It started to rain lightly in Panyu in the spring, and the entire capital city was shrouded in a gray scene. However, the people still couldn't hide their fervent mood. They started talking about it. In the teahouses and brothels, they also had their opinions on King Xue's return to the Tang Dynasty.

Not the same.

Some people believe that the Han Dynasty should be destroyed. Several generations of tyrants have been in power and tyranny has continued one after another. It is necessary to lose the country.

Some people believe that Governor Li is a rebellious traitor who has usurped the country of the Han Dynasty and should be punished...

Of course, there are still some people who cherish the Tang Dynasty, but they are very few. After all, more than fifty years have passed and almost all of them have died.

The Jinwu Guards and Prince Xing's Mansion were also frightened for a period of time, fearing that something would happen and offend His Highness King Xue, so the number of people patrolling doubled every day.

"This big man is really going to die this time——"

"Yes! It's been decades, and it's gone if you say no..."

"Why is this Hunjun reluctant to leave? He should have gone down long ago..."

After passing a few tables, Wu Qing heard such a voice in his ears. He frowned, and his right hand on the waist knife trembled unconsciously:

A group of rebellious people——

After a few quick steps, I arrived at a box, guarded by two big-shouldered men. He stretched out his badge and presented it. The big man took it and took a look. On the black iron, the words "shooting sound" were eye-piercing. Turn it over and

look:

Commander Wu Qing

"Please wait a moment -" the man's back suddenly bent and he said softly.

Soon, the door was opened wide, and a wave of heat hit his face, which shocked him:

"See Your Highness..."

"It's okay, sit down! It's so damn cold!"

Li Jia took off his shoes and placed a wooden bucket under his feet, which was full of red-hot charcoal. He was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and was drinking it with enthusiasm.

It is so cold in Panyu in winter. Even if you are wearing a mink fur coat, the cold wind is still freezing. In addition, it is raining lightly, and it is biting and cold. Most people can't bear it.

"It's winter, what action has the palace and the court taken?" Li Jia said lightly, listening to the discussions of these customers.

"Here at the palace, the housekeeper is following your instructions. People in the east and west of the city are giving out porridge, twice a day, without stopping. They give out dozens of stones of food every day. Everyone is thinking of the king!"

Tian Zhong said softly, his face full of joy:

"Prince Xing's Mansion actually transported a lot of firewood into the city. Afraid that the people would not be able to survive the winter without firewood, they built many warm houses for beggars to stay at. They also put in a lot of straw. If they were squeezed in, they could still make do.

!”

"It's considered conscientious!" Li Jia sighed. In this world, the government is really conscientious to do such a thing. As for giving porridge, that is what it should do. To win people's hearts, you must persevere and don't be afraid of spending money.

Especially the people at the emperor's feet were even more willing to spend money.

Li Jia simply showed his kindness for a year, and most of the people in the capital still recognized him.

"How is the place?" Li Jia asked in a blink of an eye.

Although taking over Prince Xing's Mansion is equivalent to taking over half of Lingnan, you still need to care about the place. After all, they are also his people!

"The states and counties have different opinions on the matter of the king, but in the end, each sent people to congratulate him..."

"Everyone?"

"Yes, all states and counties——"

Wu Qing's face trembled and he said with certainty.

Since Prince Xing's Mansion became the private territory of the Imperial City Division, the Shesheng Division had no choice but to send all its forces to the various states and counties, leaving no trace behind. It took nearly a year to complete the layout, so Wu Qing was so sure. "Then.

Well, in today's world, people are impetuous and uncertain. They think I am young and easy to bully, so they try to deceive others and fool them..."

Li Jia sneered, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Xizhu, the personal maid at the side, helped him put on his shoes and took a sip of hot tea. He was still upset, waved his sleeves and left directly:

"You are my eyes, so you can't have no memory..."

Tian Zhong and Wu Qing looked at each other silently, cupped their hands with each other, and then retreated.

A few days ago, a major case occurred. The Xiongzhou transfer envoy colluded with local officials and exploited the people to an excessive extent. The people's court was so large that a group of rioters captured the county seat in an instant, causing quite a disturbance.

Governor Li was very troubled. It was not that the people were causing trouble, but that the transfer envoys he had personally trained could not withstand the temptation, and instead worsened and became corrupt officials.

Therefore, after suppressing the civil unrest, Li Jia directly killed the transfer envoy and other officials as a warning to others, but he still held back his breath and couldn't let it out.

However, as the time for surrender approached, Li Jia's mood gradually improved.

Officials from all over the country also know that they are flattering, and all kinds of miracles have appeared, such as white deer, white tiger, white elephant, and a series of things, various auspicious signs, prophecies, and stars have appeared, and they are all just indicating one thing.

:The country has a saint

By the end of the first month, it was about five feet high and more than ten feet wide. The meditation platform had been built. It was just on the outskirts of Panyu City. A simple palace was built on the platform. From a distance, it looked quite spectacular.

Next, under the control of Cui Quan, Sun Zhao and others, the emperor Liu Yuan issued an edict to King Xue Li Jia, asking for concessions.

Of course Li Jia refused and resolutely resigned.

Then, he issued an edict, and all the ministers pleaded together, saying: King Xue has his destiny, so he should be the emperor.

Li Jia declined again.

Helpless, Liu Yuan could only join with his ministers and resolutely beg Governor Li to accept the abdication, as if if he did not accept it, the entire people of the world would be plunged into dire straits.

In addition, more than a thousand organized village elders from various states and counties, as representatives of public opinion, knelt on the streets and asked Governor Li to accept the concession.

The people of Panyu City also wrote the Book of Ten Thousand People with their own blood, which was dozens of feet long and almost covered a whole street.

Businessmen from all over the world are well-informed. When have they ever seen such a grand scene, they wondered in their hearts: Is this where destiny is and where people's hearts are?

As the person involved, Li Jia's face was full of reluctance, and he became more and more frightened every time. He almost knelt on the ground and made a fuss: I don't want to succeed.

However, for the fourth time, after the officials and people begged again, Li Jia looked up to the sky and sighed, with a bitter look on his face: "You have trapped me in injustice!"
Chapter completed!