Chapter 1432: Bridge County Boiling (Part 2)

The next day, when the sky was still dark, the county officials posted notices all over the streets of Qiao County.
In one evening, Chen Fan and Li Changfeng worked together to write more than 100 notices.
In the end, Chen Fan's hands were sour, and then the announcement was reluctantly completed.
I saw that the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased. At the same time, some people noticed the notices written by Chen Fan.
Suddenly people were all around!
And someone chanted Chen Fan's notice loudly.
"Myqiao County is located on the border of the Chentian Dynasty. It has been plagued by disasters for years. It was supposed to follow the will of God and cultivate life with the people."
"Of course, the natural disasters will end, but the man-made disasters will come. Bandits are rampant in the vast mountains of 100,000, causing the people of our bridge county to suffer miserably, prices soaring, and people's grievances boiling!"
"This county sees it, and it hurts my heart. There is no way to kill the bandits if they want to!"
"Today, people with lofty ideals can come to the county office to report, and exchange the scalp of the bandit for the spiritual stone for spiritual practice, and one scalp for ten superb spiritual stones!"
"If the hero is unlucky, there will be another superb spirit stone to give away to comfort his wife, children and children!"
"The county promises to set up a shrine of heroes in the county seat. Any hero who contributes to Qiao County will enter the shrine after death, and will be worshipped by the people of Qiao County forever and worship the heroes!"
The eloquence of the notice was not impassioned, nor was it alarmist. Chen Fan lays out facts and reason.
Then take out this real money and promise it.
This is the most exciting thing!
After Xu Zhi's banditry was rampant, many small shops have been forced to close. Countless people have lost their jobs and can only stay at home.
And now, Chen Fan's job listing is tantamount to giving everyone a job, and it's still a job that won't lose money!
Killing one person can get ten top-quality spirit stones, which is something that I didn't even dare to think.
And even if he died in the war, his wife, children, old and young would be cared for, and he could even enter the Hall of Heroes and bear the worship of descendants. This is a great honor!
Almost just after reading the recruitment list, countless people flocked to the county office, scrambling to get ahead.
The same situation occurred in almost every corner of Qiao County.
For a while, no hundreds of people moved to watch the wind, for fear that I would miss this feast.
The matter quickly spread throughout Qiao County. Ninety-nine percent of the people went straight to the county government. However, some people walked towards the city gate quietly, sneaky and it was obvious that there was something in their hearts.
But how could they count Chen Fan, Wei Ming had already sent someone to intercept him.
These people were without exception, none of them succeeded in leaving the city, and they were all arrested and imprisoned by the county prime minister.
On the other side, the news also reached the ears of a group of wealthy businessmen. To be honest, some of them agreed to Chen Fan's request yesterday because they wanted to temporarily stabilize Chen Fan, and then quickly packed up and escaped from the city.
After all, the merchants pursue profit, and they will bleed heavily without profit. Who can accept this?
But when they knew that the city gate was closed and that almost all the people were in a long queue at the county office, those wealthy businessmen who wanted to escape knew that they were afraid they would not be able to leave anyway.
It is said that the city gate is already closed. Even if it is not closed, as soon as they run away with their front feet, Chen Fan only needs to say that he is colluding with the bandits.
"People say that a young man is a hero, I didn't believe it, but I finally saw it today, I took it, I took it!"
Last night, the thin-faced monk with ten taxes and nine taxes, after learning that he could no longer escape from the city, sighed in silence, instructed the housekeeper to check his wealth, sighed deeply, put it in a storage bag, and walked away. Yamen.
Since you can't escape, you can only pay the money obediently.