Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

Shouchun City.

　　 Under Yuan Tan's organization and arrangement, everything has become orderly.

　　 The younger generation is brought to justice, and a big pot of rice is started.

　　 The people exploded with unprecedented vitality. In addition, the ancient wild resources were rich, big trees and wood were cut back, carts of construction waste were pulled out of the city, and new houses rose from the ground.

　　While cleaning up the ruins, while rescuing the people inside, there is no delay.

　　 Yuan Tan went to the front line to direct the rescue work.

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

　　The ruins with buried people cannot be easily cleaned up. This is one of Yuan Tan's instructions.

　　The officials here are also temporary officials under Shence Mansion. Wearing the symbol of Shence, they are trusted and relied upon by the people, and said: "This ruin is not small, can you know the specific location?"

　　 The tears of the young man came down, "It was very messy yesterday. Before I had time to figure it out, my father didn't move."

　　 "That's it..." The officials were also in trouble. After all, in ancient times, the rescue of this situation was comparable to the sky.

　　 "My father may not be able to support it for a few days, my lord..." The young man knelt down in tears.

　　 The officials hurriedly helped, "Brothers don’t need to be like this. Don’t worry, we will do our best."

　　 However, how can I save it?

　　 After calming down, even the young man knew that there was no way to rescue him, "Father, I burst into tears."

　　 "Let me come." Yuan Tan appeared.

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

　　 "Grand Prince!" People looked respectfully.

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

　　 I firmly support Yuan Tan Aimin's visit to the front line.

　　 But if you don’t understand, it’s better not to speak lightly. After all, if you save someone to death, it won’t be great.

　　 Zhuge Liang is thinking about the king from the standpoint of a military adviser, and that's what he considers at this moment.

　　 Yuan Tan signaled Dianwei to come over, and he found out a metallic instrument from the big bag.

　　 This is a kind of modern equipment he found in a department store.

　　 Biological detector.

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

　　 Zhuge Liang and they were immediately attracted by the luxurious appearance. For the ancients, even the plastic bags were gorgeous, not to mention such complicated equipment.

　　 I knew it was not Fanpin at a glance.

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

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

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

　　 Zhuge had a bright spot. Seeing that many people were confused, he explained, "The painting is a prison, there are no walls, doors and windows, no one is guarded, and I dare not escape in violation. It is because Zhou Wenwang has the art of the Book of Changes and can accurately find out..."

　　 The people immediately widened their eyes and understood.

Is 　　 really so amazing?

　　 must be.

　　 The prince is a great man.

　　 Yuan Tan is pretending after all, and the admired self is embarrassed. His face was hot, but for the sake of Wanbang's three thousand beauties, he continued to pretend to be steadfast, so he made a cryptic operation, pointed to his feet and said: "Just dig from here. Be careful not to cause secondary damage."

　　 is true, is it false?

　　 The people here, whether they are rescue teams or ordinary people, all act together.

　　 After a while.

　　 An old man was rescued and is still alive.

　　 The people burst into enthusiastic cheers, and they were completely in awe.

　　 Zhuge Liang’s admiring gaze, hurriedly fanned Yuan Tan to dissipate heat, and probed his head toward the detector. At this moment, Wolong is also an unusual scratching of claws, thinking that Wolong's warfare and strategies are all in his mind, but he can't understand it at all.

　　Grandpa, please accept the kneecaps of your subordinates. Even the rebirth of King Zhou Wen cannot be compared with you. 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 for ten thousand years.

　　 "Want to use it?"

　　 "Think." Zhuge Liang's halazi almost came out.

　　 Then, wherever Yuan Tan went, cheers erupted.

　　 Zhuge Liang is very tired, but watching the rescued family meet again, he is not tired.

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

　　……

on the other hand.

　　 Yecheng, the capital of the country.

　　 The palace hall, the Han Emperor Xian on the Dragon Terrace is like a walking dead.

　　 Liu Huangshu was defeated by Yuan Tan in Jingzhou, which made the Han emperor lose his last hope.

　　 Actually, the Han Dynasty has actually ended since Yuan Shao became king.

　　 It's just that Yuan Shao hasn't ruled the world, so he's embarrassed to call him emperor.

　　 Today's Tang Wang Yuan Shao sits in the hall with anxiety.

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

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

　　 Seismograph has eight directions, namely east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest.

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

　　Earthquake is also a terrible catastrophe in modern times, and it is even more terrifying and unimaginable in ancient times.

　　 Refugees, riots, rising poles... are fatal blows to any dynasty.

　　 Now the court is divided into four factions.

　　 Yuan Shao.

　　 Yuan Tan.

　　 Yuan Shang.

　　 Yuan Xi.

　　 Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang wear a pair of pants.

　　 Yuan Xi is a representative of the Mingzhe School of Protecting Oneself.

　　 There was Hanchen headed by Wang Yun before, but now he has disappeared. Although one faction is missing, the vortex of the court is more dangerous and complicated.

　　 Especially the power struggle between Yuan Tan and Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang has basically become clear.

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

　　 Situ Jushou walked out, "Don't worry, the king, it must be a wilderness..."

　　 At this time, news about the earthquake arrived.

　　 After passing through, the messenger went to the temple, crying and worshipping on the ground, "Your Majesty, the Great King, I Shouchun, Shouchun has launched an unprecedented earthquake, and the city is completely in ruins..."

what!

　　 Manchu dynasty civil and military all changed in color.

　　 Shouchun! Emperor Han Xian immediately widened his eyes, and finally had energy. Shouchun is a large city, with hundreds of thousands of refugees spreading out, which will surely affect millions of people in chaos. It deserves it.

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

　　 Shouchun is the largest city in Huainan, and it is the midfielder of Hefei's front line. The earthquake here is over in Huainan.

　　 All officials are panicked. Experience tells them that there will be riots soon, and it may not be possible for the people who were affected by the disaster to have riots now.

　　 "Father, the most important thing now is disaster relief. I will send an imperial minister immediately to mobilize relief supplies." Yuan Shang stepped out, righteous and decisive, adding a lot of impression points.

　　 Can Yuan Shao not understand this truth? I thought, have you ever figured out how much it will cost for disaster relief?

　　 The war in Jingzhou has just ended, if you even fought in Yongliang the year before. In other words, the Yuan family fought for years.

　　 "How much money is left in the treasury?"

　　 "There are one and two hundred and thirty thousand sticks left." Jushou said with difficulty when he walked out.

　　 This is the purchasing power of more than two million taels of silver at most, saving one county at most, and a big city like Shouchun~www.NovelMTL.com~ a drop in the bucket.

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

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

　　 At Sima Yi's suggestion, Yuan Shang did not say a word, and drew back.

　　 Don't say it's him for this black pot, even Yuan Shao can't remember it.

　　 Anyway, I won’t be able to recite this quarter, and in the next quarter, I don’t have to recite, just send troops to suppress the riots.

　　 That also costs money and ruins the reputation.

　　 Yuan Shao looked at the quiet civil and military, knowing that the scapegoat was set. On the way to the throne of the great emperor, he retreated several steps, and the princes to the south did not stop advancing several steps.

　　 It's a pity that Yuan Tan is not there. If not, can't you send him to the disaster relief, just to throw the pot. Yuan Shao and Yuan Shang sighed, thinking that Yuan Tan left in time.

　　At this time, an **** walked in and looked at the silent hall. Even at the door, he could feel the pressure, and said carefully: "Your Majesty Qi Zou, the Great King, there is another messenger in Shouchun."

　　 a little while.

　　 The messenger ran up a bit, seeing Yuan Shao, ignoring the emperor, bang bang bang holding his hem and ran to a row of marbles of different colors. This was the forefront where the courtier could move forward, fifty or sixty meters away from Yuan Shao, and fell to his knees.

　　 "How is Shouchun?" Yuan Shao asked anxiously.

　　 "The King..." The cry of the messenger echoed in the glorious hall of the football field.

　　 Yuan Shao's face changed, and when it was over, the gangster was settled.

　　 Han Xiandi, ╰╯, there must have been a civil upheaval, and people have lost all hope and strength.