C1090 sleepless night

The era had ended, but what kind of era had Xiao Letian ended up with, and what kind of era had he created? In the hearts of the people at that time, the concept of an era was completely unclear.

At first, everyone thought that this was a celebration dinner held by the Prime Minister, but as time passed by, they suddenly felt that the Prime Minister's Manor had become a mysterious region that was constantly emitting a strange aura.

Around 5 AM in the morning, the houses near the Prime Minister's Manor were cleared. A large number of snipers were lurking in the upper levels of the houses, controlling every street. Squads of soldiers patrolling at the crossroads didn't rest for even a moment.

In a block even further away, tens of thousands of red cuff s went all out, combing through the chaotic area again and again. All the casino s, brothels, and underground smokestacks were all temporarily sealed.

Looking at the harbor, the cargo ships that didn't get in before yesterday could only helplessly dock outside. No matter how fast the time was, the merchant ships inside the harbor forbade sailing.

The falcons flying in the sky were offered by the Orenechun, and setting pigeons in the sky was prohibited for the next few days. In the various telegraph room, police officers would guard the place 24 hours a day, and no one was allowed to send a telegram without the Prime Minister's Manor's orders.

Looking at the sea, Ryukyu's warships were out in full strength, patrolling around the island. The people inside knew that these warships already brought twice the amount of ammunition on normal days, and this was all prepared for combat.

Everyone who saw it all said in a mysterious tone, "Brothers, drink less today. Who knows, there might be new news coming out in the middle of the night, I definitely won't be rubbing the sand in my eyes …"

"That's right, that's right. South City's Iron Artifact Street had children setting off firecrackers and playing around, and they were even warned by the red cuff. But, don't say that it's New Year's, there's definitely something big going to happen!"

The entire city sank into an inexplicable sense of anxiety. Although taverns, tea shops, and opera gardens were still open for business, and the main streets were still selling New Year's goods, the hearts of the people were in chaos.

At eight in the morning, all the guests in the Prime Minister's Manor had already arrived. In the end, not a single piece of news came out from the tightly closed doors, and until noon, afternoon, and evening, no one heard any celebratory music being played in the Prime Minister's Manor.

The people did not receive the fireworks display that was held every year either. The men sat around the tavern, drinking half a catty of yellow wine and eating small dishes to pass the time. After a short conversation, they all turned their gazes towards the Prime Minister's Manor.

In every household, the children who were waiting for the fireworks display began to cry from anxiety. They kept asking their mother why did the Prime Minister still not give out the orders to set off the fireworks, and the frustrated mother gave the child two slaps on the butt, forcing him to wash up and sleep.

Until around 11: 00 in the morning, the people still hadn't waited for the ugly one to come out. The drunk men went back home to sleep, and the whole city gradually fell into silence.

Only the statue-like soldiers on guard in the streets proved that the city was still under high martial law.

In the house closest to the Prime Minister's Manor, there was a three-storey building. This was originally the house of a silk merchant, young miss, but because the location was extremely important, it was temporarily taken over by the Prime Minister's Manor. The sniper horse was hiding behind the window with its full set of equipment, the scope was monitoring the area he was in charge of.

It was already late at night, and his assistant had just brought him a supper. Inside the tin lunch box wrapped in cotton, there was stewed soft potato roast beef, and underneath it was the solid rice with Siamese flavor.

He opened the lunchbox and the fragrant rice went straight to his nose. Ma Hui scooped up a big mouthful of it with his spoon and swallowed it. It was so fragrant that he almost swallowed his own tongue.

"Third Company's fatty's cooking skills? "Brat, you're really considerate. It's really hard for you to travel so far to come here!"

The assistant observer laughed, "It's fine. Didn't you say that Fatty San Lian is a returning citizen like you? The meat he bought was bought through special channels and was recited by an imam. You should eat this meat comfortably …"

Ma Hui knew that his assistant was kind, so he didn't stand on ceremony with the other brothers. He scooped up the beef and rice in two gulps and gulped it down.

"Brother Ma!" What exactly do you think the Prime Minister's Manor is doing? It was already twelve o'clock, why wasn't there a door? There's no sound at all. It doesn't seem like a celebration banquet at all! "

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask! We are soldiers, it is our duty to obey orders! "Don't tell anyone else these words in the future. Be careful not to let the gendarmes stare at you …"

The assistant stuck out his tongue but didn't dare to say anything. He picked up the telescope and continued with the task. At this moment, Ma Hui looked at his pocket watch and found that the hour hand was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

Just then the deputy suddenly whispered, "Sir, look!" The door opened! The great doors of the Prime Minister's Manor opened... It's the Prime Minister's Guard! And also, Captain Ye Qiu …. "

Ma Huai snatched the binoculars and looked carefully. It was Ye Qiu who rushed out with Prime Minister's Guard, at the same time a group of Prime Minister's Manor's servants. They started to hang the brand-new red lanterns outside the walls of Prime Minister's Manor.

The lanterns on the streets outside the Prime Minister's Manor were originally very dense. However, the Prime Minister's Manor had taken out twice the number of red lanterns and hung them out. The joyous atmosphere immediately intensified.

"As expected, the door is open. Good news!" Prime Minister's Manor has a good news to announce... Look, Prime Minister's Guard is starting to post it on the bulletin boards at all the intersections! "

At one o'clock on the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the third month, the Chinese Statute Book was finally announced in the Ryukyu and the entire city seemed to wake up in an instant.

The first to know of this news were the police and red cuff s of the third shift. They all looked at Prime Minister's Guard in formal attire carrying a thick roll of paper and a big pail of paste, appearing at every street corner.

The brush dipped in paste was painted on the bulletin board, and a huge announcement was posted on it.

"Fellow villagers, quickly take a look!" Then inform the neighbors! "When the prime minister announced the Chinese Statute Book, we will all be Chinese from now on …"

"What?" What is a Chinese? " Everyone asked, puzzled.

However, when the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Guard had the time to explain, "There's no time to say it, those are all white words. You guys can understand it after one look, I have to go to the next street …"

The busy guards rushed forward like the wind, leaving the citizens beside the torches staring at the bulletin board with their mouths agape.

"Founding of the Chinese … Six Duchies, Eighteen, etc. Abolish the imperial title... Abolish the division of the four people of industry and commerce and implement the system of three people... Oh my god! "Wha-wha-what is this …"

"No, I have to tell my family!"