Chapter 792 The Eldest Young Master Can Brag Up To The Sky

Shouchun City.

Under Yuan Tan's organizational arrangement, everything became orderly.

The younger generation will be brought to justice, and the big pot will be done.

The people exploded with unprecedented vitality, coupled with the abundance of ancient wild resources, big trees and logs were chopped down, truckloads of construction waste were pulled out of the city, and new houses sprang up one after another.

Clean up the ruins while rescuing the people inside without delay.

Yuan Tan even went to the front line in person to direct the work of saving lives.

"My father must be down there. I heard cries for help last night." A young man was standing in front of a ruin, anxious, with tears in his eyes, "Please help him..."

Ruins with buried people cannot be cleaned up easily, this is one of Yuan Tan's instructions.

The officials here are also temporary officials under the Shence Mansion, wearing the logo of Shence, and gaining the trust and reliance of the people, said: "This ruin is not small, do you know the exact location?"

The young man's tears came down, "Yesterday was a mess, and before I had time to figure it out, my father didn't move."

"That's it..." The official was also troubled. After all, in ancient times, the rescue in this situation was comparable to heaven.

"I'm afraid my father won't last for a few days, my lord..." The young man knelt down in grief.

The official hurriedly supported him, "Brother, you don't have to do this. Don't worry, we will do our best."

However, how to save it?

After calming down, even the young man knew that there was no way to rescue him, "Father, cry on the ground."

"Let me do it." Yuan Tan appeared.

In people's minds, it seems that the sun rising in the darkness is so dazzling and bright.

"Young Master!" People looked at them respectfully.

Zhuge Liang said: "My lord, how do you plan to find it?"

I firmly support Yuan Tan Aimin's presence on the front line.

But if you don't understand, it's best not to speak up lightly. After all, it would be bad if you saved someone from death.

Zhuge Liang is thinking about the king from the standpoint of a military adviser, which is what he is thinking at the moment.

Yuan Tan gestured for Dian Wei to come over, and took out an instrument exuding metallic luster from the large bag.

This is a modern device he found in a department store.

biological detector.

In the face of such a catastrophe, it is still necessary to say that modern technological products are sharp, and now is the time to come in handy.

Zhuge Liang and the others were immediately attracted by the luxurious appearance. For ancient people, even plastic bags are very gorgeous, let alone such complicated equipment.

You can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

Yuan Tan coughed, "This is an ancient and great compass."

The eyes of the common people brightened, and in their hearts, Yuan Tan was a god.

"Do you know the allusion that King Wen of Zhou painted the ground as a prison?" Yuan Tan continued.

Zhuge nodded and saw that many people were confused, so he explained, "The ground is a prison, with no walls, doors and windows, no one to guard, and no one dares to violate it and escape. It is because King Wen of Zhou has the art of the Book of Changes, and he can find it out accurately..."

The people immediately widened their eyes and understood.

Is it really so amazing?

It must be.

The eldest son is a great man.

After all, Yuan Tan was just putting on an air, and he was ashamed to be admired. His face was burning hot, but for the sake of Wanbang's visit to the three thousand beauties, he continued to pretend to be steadfast, manipulated it mysteriously, pointed to his feet and said, "Just dig from here, be careful, and don't cause secondary damage."

Is it true or is it false?

Whether the people here are rescue teams or ordinary people,

Let's all act together.

After a while.

An old man was rescued and was still alive.

The people erupted into enthusiastic cheers, which was already completely out of ordinary awe.

With Zhuge Liang's adoring eyes, he hastily fanned Yuan Tan to cool off, and probed into the detector. At this moment, Wolong is also scratching his heart with a hundred claws, thinking that Wolong has all the different organs in his mind, so he is so meow that he can't understand it at all.

Eldest son, please accept your subordinate's kneecap. Even the rebirth of King Wen of Zhou cannot be compared with yours. You are the surging river, endless. Whether it is military or people's livelihood, technology or policy, you are making great changes in the world every day.

I really want you to live ten thousand years.

"Want to use it?"

"Think." Zhuge Liang's voice was about to flow out.

So, wherever Yuan Tan went, cheers erupted.

Zhuge Liang was very tired, but seeing the reunited family after being rescued, he was not tired anymore.

Others can only brag, but the eldest son can always brag to the sky.

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on the other hand.

The capital of the country is Yecheng.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty on the dragon platform is like a walking dead.

Uncle Liu Huang was defeated by Yuan Tan in Jingzhou, making the emperor of the Han Dynasty lose his last hope.

In fact, from the time when Yuan Shao became king, the Han Dynasty had actually ended.

It's just that Yuan Shao has not yet unified the world, so he is embarrassed to be called emperor.

Today's Tang Wang Yuan Shao is sitting in the hall worried.

Because the seismograph in the palace spit out a dragon ball two days ago.

Seismograph: A masterpiece handed down by Zhang Heng, a scientist of the Eastern Han Dynasty in the Central and Eastern Han Dynasties. It was invented in 132 AD.

The seismograph has eight orientations, namely east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest.

There is a dragon head biting a dragon ball in each direction, and there is a toad corresponding to it under each dragon head. If there is an earthquake in any direction, the dragon ball in that direction will fall into the mouth of the toad, so that the direction of the earthquake can be measured.

Earthquakes are also a monstrous catastrophe in modern times, and they were even more terrifying and unimaginable in ancient times.

Refugees, riots, uprisings... are fatal blows to any dynasty.

Today the imperial court is divided into four factions.

Yuan Shao.

Yuan Tan.

Yuan Shang.

Yuan Xi.

Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang wore a pair of trousers.

Yuan Xi is a representative figure of Mingzhe's life-preserving school.

There were Hanchens headed by Wang Yun before, but they have disappeared now. Although there is one less faction, the vortex of the court is more dangerous and complicated.

In particular, the power struggle between Yuan Tan and Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang has basically come to light.

But in the face of big right and wrong, the four factions are of one mind.

Situ Jushou came out, "Your Majesty, don't worry, it must be a wilderness..."

At this time, the news about the earthquake arrived.

After transmission, the envoy went to the hall and wept and bowed on the ground, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am Shouchun. Shouchun launched an unprecedented earthquake, and the whole city was reduced to ruins..."

What!

The expressions of both civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty changed.

Shouchun! Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty immediately widened his eyes and finally regained his energy. Shouchun is a large city, and if hundreds of thousands of refugees spread out, it will definitely cause chaos for millions of people, and it deserves it.

Yuan Shao was shocked, his expression was pale, he stood up and said, "Shouchun... Shouchun...."

Shouchun is the largest city in Huainan, and it is the back of the Hefei front line. The earthquake here will end the entire Huainan.

All the officials panicked. Experience told them that there would be riots soon, and the people affected by the disaster might already be rioting now.

"Father, the most important thing now is disaster relief. Immediately send imperial envoys to mobilize relief supplies." Yuan Shang walked out, righteous and decisive, adding a lot of impression points.

Could Yuan Shao understand this truth? I thought to myself, have you calculated how much the disaster relief will cost?

The war in Jingzhou has just ended, if we continue to fight in Yongliang the year before last. In other words, the Yuan family has been fighting for years.

"How much money is left in the treasury?"

"There are still 1.23 million guan." Ju Shou came out and said with difficulty.

This is at most the purchasing power of more than two million taels of silver, and at most one county can be saved, and a big city like Shouchun is a drop in the bucket.

After all, this is a continuous rescue, and it can't be done with a few meals.

This continuous investment is the most terrible disaster for any court.

Under Sima Yi's hint, Yuan Shang fell silent and shrank back.

Not to mention him, even Yuan Shao couldn't bear the scapegoat.

Anyway, this quarter will definitely not be able to memorize it. In the next quarter, there is no need to memorize it. Just send troops to suppress the riots.

That costs money and ruins your reputation.

Yuan Shao looked at the silent civil and military forces in the court, and knew that the blame was set. On the way to the throne of the Great Emperor, he stepped back a few steps, but the princes in the south took a few steps forward.

It's a pity that Yuan Tan is not here. If not, wouldn't it be possible to send him to rescue the disaster, just to blame. Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang sighed, thinking that Yuan Tan left in time.

At this time, an eunuch walked in, looked at the silent hall, felt the pressure even at the door, and said cautiously: "Qizou His Majesty, Your Majesty, another emissary has arrived in Shouchun."

Shaoqing.

The envoy ran up, saw Yuan Shao, ignored the emperor, and ran to a row of marbles of different colors with his hem lifted. This is the frontier where the courtiers can advance. There are still fifty or sixty meters away from Yuan Shao, and he knelt down on the ground.

"How's the situation in Shouchun?" Yuan Shao asked anxiously.

"Your Majesty..." The emissary's cry echoed in the glorious hall as big as a football field.

Yuan Shao's face changed, it's over, the blame is set.

Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, ╰╯, there must have been a civil uprising, and the popularity has lost all hope.