Nan? County Government.

County Magistrate Zhang Xian sat in the lobby with a heavy face. Of course, he was not worried that he was in a desperate situation at the moment. He just felt sorry for the Huzhu in Nan County, and also for his colleagues who were still guarding the hall.

He was from Han County, An, Brazil. His original name was Zhang Xian. He admired the magnificent character of his hometown's wise man Ji Gongxin since he was a child, so he changed his name to Xian and his courtesy name was Muzhi.

He still remembers that when he left his hometown, the head of the Ji family wrote a letter to him, trying to learn more about Ji Gong's loyalty and wiseness. A poem about Ji Xin in the letter is still engraved in his mind.

"The general rebuked the Chu chief for hundreds of battles, and left the Hanqiu in his hometown. The festival of burning and death has always been rare, and his loyalty will remain forever."

Unfortunately, he had not experienced many battles, and had been surrounded by tens of thousands of moths in just one battle. The way he left him seemed to be able to learn from the generals who angrily rebuked the thief chiefs, leaving behind a piece of eternal loyalty.

"Report!" A small official hurriedly ran into the lobby, with a panic on his face, interrupting Zhang Xian's contemplation, "Sir, the thief of Taiping has broken the city, and all four cities have been ruined. County Magistrate Fang Kun led the crowd to surrender to the enemy. County Magistrate, Gongcao Shi and his disciple Cao have all died in battle!"

"Report! Fang Kun led Zhang Jiao, the head of Taiping Road channel, to the county government office. It is only one street away. Please go quickly!" The county master rushed to the hall with a steel knife in his hand, and there was still a little blood on the knife.

Zhang Xian woke up and touched the gavel on the desk table, and smiled bitterly: "Let's go? Taiping Road is growing and rampant under our eyes, and it is a disaster. The county is blinded by Taiping Road first, lost the city, and affected the elders in the city after this disaster. Where can the county go?"

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Zhang Xian shook his head, stood up sadly and walked to the county government gate. Looking at the small courtyard where the street opposite was entering and leaving, the smoke and fire were rolling in the courtyard, Zhang Xian shed tears in dismay. That was his residence, Wanru and the child.

Of course, Wanru is his wife, and he is also his childhood sweetheart. Wanru has been very knowledgeable about justice since childhood and is even more respectful to Zhang Xian. When the city gate was broken, in order to avoid his worries, Wanru coaxed her child to sleep with tears, and then quietly held the child and set a fire in the yard.

As soon as the moth thief arrived in the south, the beauty had already left. The warm courtyard of the past has now become a scorched earth ruin. How much of the flying smoke and dust is transformed by Wanru and the children!

"grown ups!"

The county sect looked at the scorched earth opposite, and a trace of grief and anger surged from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Xian waved his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked to the lobby, sitting upright at the desk, everyone in the court said, "Wanru and the county have been acquainted since childhood, and their hearts are no less than those of men of the world. They admire the ancestors Boyi and Shuqi the most. Since they have been seeking benevolence and benevolence, why bother complaining!

This county was originally from Anhan County. Since childhood, it admired the loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, and courage of his hometown, Ji Gongxin. Now that the four cities are destroyed, what are the fears in this county? It's just a death!

It is enough to have this county in the yamen. You are all local people, and there are many fellow villagers among the thieves. I believe that they will not kill them all. You should run away from their own lives, so why should you be buried with us in the county?"

"grown ups!"

If Zhang Jiao, the first person in the thief, really thought of the love of his fellow countrymen, how could this Nan County become a purgatory on earth?

The court clerk, county magistrate and other minor officials in the hall, the constable smiled bitterly, stood up suddenly, clasped his fists, and his expression was solemn: "Old man treats his subordinates as relatives on weekdays, and be kind to the same. Now, the people are in trouble, and the will of the adults die. How dare the subordinates live in secret?"

"Haha, since you don't want to live a secret life, then you can die with the court!

"Fang Kun led Zhang Jiao to the county government, and more than a hundred yellow turbans rushed to the lobby and held everyone down, with swords and guns shining with cold light.

"Fang Kun, as an official in the court, he should be loyal to the emperor. Are you a dog thief really a descendant of Fang Yang and Fang Dongping? Your ancestor abandoned Emperor Gengshi when he saw the chaos, and helped Emperor Wu when he saw the righteousness. But you are a rebellious person and rebel against the Han and the enemy and recognize the thief as your father. Have you ever had the face to go underground to see your ancestors?" The courtier stared at Fang Kun fiercely and spitted on Fang Kun's face.

Fang Kun's face trembled and he kicked the courtier with one kick.

"Slow down!"

Zhang Jiao waved his hand, and Fang Kun immediately took back his hands and looked at Zhang Jiao respectfully. Zhang Jiao walked to the hall with a swaying swaying and stared at Zhang Xian: "Zhang Xian, I heard you would rather die than surrender to this general?"

Zhang Xian looked at Zhang Jiao contemptuously and smiled faintly: "Zhang Jiao, you are just a thief who is dead for no reason. What qualifications do you have to let this official serve you?"

"What is this general? Why do you think this general?" Zhang Jiao smiled at the sky and put the Chengying sword on Zhang Xian's neck, his eyes as if he was like a torch, "Just relying on the life and death you wait for is in the hands of this general. If this general is unhappy, you will have to land one after another!"

Zhang Xian looked at the sword on his neck indifferently: "Then you can try it to see if the county will blink!"

Zhang Jiao took back his sword and smiled loudly, "I have heard that the magistrate of Zhang County is extremely brave. Today, I saw it. The county magistrate, the Han Dynasty's court has long been declining, and the power and traitors are rampant. Our Taiping Army eliminates harm to the people and acts as a way for heaven..."

Eliminate harm for the people and practice the way for heaven?

Zhang Xian looked at Zhang Jiao and sniffed the topic and said: "It is undeniable that the Han court today is indeed no longer Huo Cavalry. Dou Guanjun used to be a wolf and a stone Yanran's prosperous era. His Majesty has repeatedly banned the party and the favor of the eunuchs, but so what?

Have Your Majesty done such a thing as burning, killing, looting, and plundering people and gods? You are also embarrassed to say shamelessly that it is to eliminate harm for the people!"

"Bold!" The Yellow Turban Army in front of the hall drew their swords and shouted.

Zhang Jiao waved his hand, stopped everyone, and sneered: "Mr. Zhang County, are you telling me a joke? Who doesn't know that the dog emperor blindly appoints traitors and collects tyrannical taxes? Is there a quiet place in the court?

If the court hadn't done something that both humans and gods were angry, why would this general come up and shout and respond? If the court hadn't forced everyone to survive, how could this general be able to respond with one sword?

This general was ordered to ask for the people from heaven. I remember that you, Zhang Xian, have always been honest and upright, and can serve the people sincerely. Only by being open-minded, why do you have to be obsessed with the Han Dynasty in the Liu family?

Moreover, in the eyes of the current emperor, you are just a grain of yellow sand and a piece of floating hair. Why not be buried with this corrupt dynasty? Why not contribute to this general's great cause? This general will definitely be used for you. If you wait the most ineffective in the future, you will also be a hero of the founding country!"

Zhang Xian smiled at the sky and pointed at the rolling smoke outside the county government, and the corpses on the streets, tears flowed down his eyes like a stream: "Accepting the command from heaven and asking for the people is just a sweet word from your surname Zhang, and his words are silly. Look at it yourself. Today's Nan? There is a piece of wolf smoke, but there is the prosperity and peace of the past? But there is the peace of the past? What color is the Nan?

Master Zhang, ask yourself, you personally lead the moth thief to point the butcher knife at your fellow villagers, aunts and aunts, have you ever had a little bit of homesickness and kindness? What is the difference between what you do and the pig and dog? How dare you talk to our county about what you are ordered by heaven and plead for the people? Bah!"

Zhang Jiao was so angry that he was born, he clenched his fist, and his fist sounded straight.

"General!" Fang Kun walked forward and said in a charming manner, "Why not kill two of them like this corrupt official who is not as good as the ancient one to destroy his courage?"

"It seems that you, Zhang Xian, are not willing to die if you are not Huanghe. Since that's the case, I will let you see Mr. Zhang's methods!"

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"Evil thief!" Zhang Xian saw that the minor official suddenly died at the stairs, and his body was even more humiliated by the thief. He stood up suddenly and pointed at Zhang Jiao and scolded, "If you have the affair, just rush to me!"

"I want to see if your bones are hard or your sword is fast!" Zhang Jiao smiled and waved his hand, and two more detectives fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Xian was furious and grabbed the signing tube and smashed it at Zhang Jiao through the desk: "Zhang Jiao dog thief, you dare to bully my people and insult my court officials. I wish I could kill you with my own hands!"

Zhang Jiao smiled coldly, grabbed the sign-in tube and threw it on the ground, and the sign-in tube was lifted around, and the sign-in code that represented the majesty of the court spread out all over the place: "The most useless scholar! This general is still standing here and you beat and scold him, what can you do?"

The most useless scholar!

Zhang Jiao's words were stabbed in Zhang Xian's heart like a needle. He could not persuade His Majesty to revive the court, nor could he help the people escape from the sea of ​​fire. The four big words "Gong Ming Lian Wei" on the plaque in the hall were like swords and stabbed their eyes.

It seems that today I have to die to repay my family and country!

Zhang Xian felt sad in his heart, and slowly came to the hall, carefully held the heads of the four people back to them with his own hands, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the four people: "This county is willing to kill the thief, but is unable to turn the world back. As a result, all colleagues suffered this hatred today, it is all blamed for the inaction of the county!"

"grown ups!"

"Thank you for your stalemate, this county is going to take the lead!"

Zhang Xian shook his head. The remaining Chongxian Assistants, court officials and constables in the court bowed deeply, stood up and looked at the courtyard opposite the yamen again. The courtyard was filled with fire and thick smoke. A trace of determination and pain flashed in his eyes. He shouted angrily and quickly, and he hit the pillar with no speed of lightning. The blood was pouring out, and he immediately died of breath.

"grown ups!"

The courtier, the county magistrate and the rest of the people watched Zhang Xian's gradually cooled body cry like rain. They struggled to bow deeply to Zhang Xian, looked at each other, and shouted: "Hot blood stains the court, and the loyalty shines in history! How can we not be brave enough to be a hero? If my body dies, my heart will last forever! Sir, let go, let me wait!"

After saying that, everyone pulled the long sword of the Yellow Turban Strongman handrailed on his neck, pulled hard, and blood grooves were engraved on the neck, with blood red and blooming everywhere, like the sad and magnificent roses blooming on the land of Jizhou.

On the second day of the second month of the seventh year of Zhongping, Emperor Ling of Han, Long raised his head and the Taiping Road was in trouble. Nan County fell. Nan County Magistrate Zhang Xian, Tingsman, County Master, Gongcao and others angrily rebuked the thief chief and sacrificed their lives for their country.

Later generations praised the poem:

The thief chief wielded his troops to man Huangying, and the county magistrate valued righteousness and neglected life and death.

A passionate blood stains the court, and a few loyal hearts shine on history.

Notes:

1 Lady: The other name of the righteous wife of the Han Dynasty should be Xijun, and this is called according to the custom.

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