Chapter 473 Blood
(There was an error in the character in the previous chapter. The prefect of Yingdu should be Mao Mingcai. This was Long's omission and has been corrected. I would like to apologize to everyone. - Xiaolong)
The wind in Yingdu is destined to have a fishy and sweet smell today.
The door of the Academic Affairs Department is just closed, with a wooden tip. The back is not blocked with various things like the city guards. At the same time, behind the door, there is not an array of spears, but an array of spears. A group of trembling and anxious academic and administrative officials.
After Gao Yi's order was given, more than ten soldiers on each side jumped onto the wall. At the same time, there were soldiers holding crossbows on the wall to guard the interior.
It is true that you should kill a chicken with a butcher's knife, but the daily training has already engraved some things in your bones.
The soldier who climbed in first did not encounter any obstruction. There were many people from the Academic Affairs Department inside, but everyone just stepped back and then backed away. The door was simply opened from the inside.
A group of soldiers outside rushed in directly.
The officials inside may have thought that this was just Mr. Hirano who wanted to come in and accuse people, because the world in the eyes of most people actually perceives it according to their habits.
They feel that the worst case scenario is that a group of people are arrested, a group of people are tortured, and a group of people are pulled out to interrogate a group of people. Most of them will still be fine.
Among those who are accused, the two or three who will really be severely punished may be the most unlucky ones. After all, the law does not punish the masses.
However, their world is completely different from Uncle Zheng's world.
Especially after experiencing the massacre of 40,000 Qingluan soldiers by conveying military orders under Yupan City,
the scene in front of me,
For Uncle Zheng,
It’s really just a small scene.
The swords of the guards had been sharpened all night. After rushing into the Administrative Department, they automatically separated into a group of three. The first soldier who rushed in did not pounce directly, but started from the two wings in a roundabout way. Finally, the soldiers who came in later raised their swords and slashed at the officials.
This kind of attitude of coming up and slashing with a knife without saying a word really made them very uncomfortable. When blood spattered on their faces, they felt the disgusting heat and wanted to escape, but they were stunned. I found a soldier appearing behind me.
This is not a killing that will never slip through the net, because Zheng Fan does not bring many personal guards this time, but even if it slips through the net, it will not leak out too much.
Listening to the screams that kept coming from inside,
Mao Mingcai's expression froze there.
At this moment, he felt like he was back in Yupan City a year ago.
At that time,
I also stopped in front of Zheng Fan,
But Zheng Fan still forcibly issued a military order for Jingnanhou to kill the prisoners.
Today, it is the same.
He came and tried to stop it, but he still failed.
Back then, he was the Minister of War and the imperial envoy to negotiate with Chu. Now he is the prefect of Yingdu. After the Marquis of Jingnan entered Fengxin City from Yingdu, he, Mao Mingcai, was the governor of Yingdu. The actual spokesperson for civil affairs and civil affairs.
A minister and a feudal official. At this time in the Yan Dynasty, the latter undoubtedly had a higher position than the former. Because of the strength of Emperor Yan, the six ministries and the cabinet could only be reduced to the mouthpiece of Emperor Yan's will. .
However,
the young man in front of him
had been newly granted the title of Prince Hirano, and now he had just snatched back the princess. The emperor had given him a golden armor, and he was ordered to return to the capital to receive the award.
It was not just him, Mao Mingcai, who was promoted.
Mao Mingcai slowly closed his eyes, his lips trembling a little. He did not try to rush in and shout for the guards to stop killing, but said:
"Uncle Zheng, you need to know that if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them."
Zheng Fan took a breath,
seemingly tasting the faint smell of blood that had spread out. ,
Tao:
“The winds from east to west, north and south.”
...
In the inn,
the blind man and the Savage King, who did not go out together, sat face to face, with a chessboard in front of them.
Two pieces, black and white,
playing backgammon.
"It's not enough." The Savage King said, "Just one academic secretary is not enough."
The blind man nodded.
The Savage King continued:
"Yingdu is a good place. Firstly, what happens here can be spread effectively; secondly, it is not sensitive enough."
Yingdu is a big city, and everything that happens here will inevitably be spread to Yanjing.
Whatever you sing and dance here, the nobles in Yanjing will definitely know.
But Yingdu is far away from Yanjing, and its political status is insufficient compared to the cities in Yan's original territory.
This is a big cake, a cake that is not so hot in the mouth. The domineering here will not touch the real rebellion of the Yan Kingdom.
If you miss such an opportunity, you miss it. The further west you go, until you reach Litian City, then cross the Matishan Mountains and enter the Yan Kingdom. Uncle Zheng will have to change his face.
Be docile,
Be well-behaved,
be obedient,
be,
be kind.
The military parade at Xue Customs and what we did in Yingdu are a gesture;
After entering the Yan State's inherent territory, what you have to show is your stance.
The blind man dropped a son,
said:
“It’s easy to talk with a firm stance and posture.”
The Savage King smiled and said: “This is The art of the emperor.”
The blind man shook his head and said: "Emperors are impermanent and have no fixed skills. Young emperors, middle-aged emperors, and old emperors are completely different;
The emperor who maintains his status and the emperor who pioneers is a powerful minister. The emperor who is shielded and the emperor who is restrained by his subordinates are also different."
The Savage King sighed, nodded, and said:
"The Emperor Yan is old. I once heard that the Tibetan Master from the Qian Kingdom entered Yanjing and killed the Great Yan Dragon Vein. Since then, there have been more rumors that Emperor Yan is about to die soon."
The blind man said: "Later, The prince in the palace went to Tianhu Mountain and poured back the luck he borrowed from the Yan Cauldron, as well as the hundreds of years of accumulation in the Tianhu Mountain Dojo, and it seemed to be complete again. "< br>
"Mr. Bei, do you believe it?"
"If you believe it, there will be something. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing. It would be too arbitrary to simply believe that man can conquer nature. I think a little luck is still needed to be a person and do things."
< br>"This is the principle, I know my holy clan I realized this after the beauty order was in my uncle's hands. I even felt that our uncle was my fate.
In a game of chess, I finally got to the middle.
If you take further steps, you will be able to open up the weather;
If you take a step back, you can open up the world;
But as soon as our uncle appeared, I was unable to move forward or retreat.
I didn’t believe in fate before, because in the eyes of you Xia people, my holy clan is a beast. How can a beast have the qualifications to judge fate?
But now,
I kind of believe it. ”
The blind man smiled slightly and said:
"The game is backgammon, not Go. Your borrowing something to express your feelings is a bit too far-fetched."
"What do you want to say? Just say, things are just a reason. In fact, Mr. Bei should understand what I am thinking. How long can Emperor Yan’s body last?
I don’t believe that those rumors are groundless,
The most important point is that
Emperor Yan is a talented and strategic emperor,
Well,
how should I put it,
Actually, I am the same. ”
The blind man smiled.
"Don't laugh, be serious, please!"
The blind man put away his smile, "Okay, I won't laugh."
"Well, I think so. , Emperor Yan stepped on the family, annexed the three Jins, expelled the saints, and suppressed Qianchu. According to his character, this kind of emperor must not be able to help but go out and watch.
For example, in Jin. ,
The dragon rides for a walk;
The emperor's patrol will certainly cost a lot of money, but it can be extremely effective in calming people's hearts and shocking the situation. Calculating the cost, it is actually a good deal.
But he didn't, he stayed in Yanjing and his palace. "
The blind man nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words.
In the history of another world, the First Emperor also traveled around the world many times. Later historians often criticized this, thinking that it was What a great success.
In fact, this is not the case, because then, as soon as Zulong dies, the world collapses.
This means that the emperor used himself as a "stability maintenance" tool to stabilize his empire.
If Emperor Yan could ride a dragon around Jin in the past two years, it would definitely be of great benefit to the situation in Jin. The people of Jin would also be able to feel the influence of the emperor more directly. The pressure also helps to win people's hearts.
Of course, putting aside political factors, from a purely personal perspective, this kind of inspection is extremely fascinating in itself.
The Savage King continued:
"So, what we are facing may be an old emperor who has only a few years to live."
"Yes."
"We have to discuss it for two more days to facilitate our The uncle adjusted when he saw the Holy Spirit."
The blind man shook his head and said:
"This is the Lord's strength. At this point, he is better than all of us."< br>
The Savage King blinked and
said:
“Are you praising my uncle?”
With the wisdom of the Savage King, he could not figure it out for a while. Is it sarcastic or sarcastic?
The blind man said:
"Your way of dealing with people can easily make people feel bored, but my Lord is different. My Lord can make people feel refreshed and appetizing."
"Then I have to learn from my uncle."
"It's not necessary, the Lord is indifferent to this."
Because the demon kings licked round after round,
the Lord's current excitement threshold is getting higher and higher.
The Savage King said:
“Getting back to the subject, just one Academic Affairs Secretary is not enough. The smell of blood is not lingering. We have to find out a batch of those families suspected of being impostors. At least, we have to line up at the market entrance. A beheading battle will do.”
“Uncle’s personal guards are not enough to do this.”
“So, we have to mobilize our troops.”
The blind man lost another son,
Dao:
"Outside Yingdu City, there are three large battalions. One battalion is the auxiliary army of Shanxi, with more than 10,000 people. One battalion is from the former Eastern Expeditionary Army, with 6,000 people. The other battalion is the Jingnan Army. , three thousand.
Which one should you choose? "
Yingdu is the most important in Chengguo. A city is also the center that radiates the entire Chengguo. During wartime, it is also a transfer point for money, food and materials. The outer city only has 20,000 soldiers, which seems a bit small, but you must know that on the periphery of Yingdu, along the Wangjiang River, there are other cities around it. There are troops stationed inside, so if there is any trouble, reinforcements from all walks of life will arrive quickly.
The Savage King stroked the chess piece in his hand playfully. He knew that this was the first time he was released to work. Both the uncle and Mr. Bei in front of him wanted to be careful. own meaning.
He immediately said:
"Haha, the Jin army is raised by maidservants. They themselves think that they are this identity. They dare not move around. There is no point in oppressing them.
Naturally, the three thousand Jingnan troops were used. The three thousand Jingnan troops entered It is enough to seize the Suo Na people in the city.
The Jingnan Army has moved, but the Jin Army and the Eastern Expedition Army outside do not dare to move rashly, let alone intervene, even if they have the eunuch's order. "
The blind man landed another piece, a series of four,
Said:
"In what name are the troops mobilized?"
The Savage King abandoned his son and admitted defeat,
said:
"It was in the name of Marquis Jingnan that he was mobilized. Soldiers, really False, true and false, even if a discerning person can see that these are the arrogance and domineering actions of our uncle on his own initiative, as long as Jingnan Marquis does not deny it, no matter how discerning the person is, he still has to weigh it."
"But, there is no tiger talisman."
The Savage King laughed "haha" and said:
"It sounds like the Marquis of Jingnan asked our uncle to pass the order It looks like a tiger charm when killing prisoners!”
……
The killings by the Academic Affairs Department are still continuing.
The sword master, dressed in white, was sitting in a tea shed supported by the roadside, drinking tea. Opposite him, the cautious Chen Daole sat.
Brainless and unhappy were also incorporated into the guard camp.
He Chunlai was good at making candied haws, which Jian Maid liked to eat, so Jian Maid wanted He Chun Lai to come out with her again. Then Fan Li helped her intercede in front of Zheng Fan, and Zheng Fan agreed.
Since I thought of He Chunlai, I naturally thought of Chen Daole.
On the roof diagonally opposite, Chen Daxia was squatting there.
Yingdu is not Uncle Zheng’s home court.
Three hundred personal guards, after entering the Department of Education, the number of guards around Uncle Zheng naturally decreased.
Because the demon kings stayed behind, dispatched out, and the injured were injured, even the blind man had to be responsible for keeping an eye on the Savage King. Therefore, when he came out this time, the protective force around Uncle Zheng could be described as Very weak.
Of course, Uncle Zheng has always been cautious.
Even if the demon kings are around, he will still feel unsatisfied. After all, no one will dislike him for being too safe.
Chen Daxia's sword was dripping with blood. He had already killed three people who came to check the situation.
These people are not very good in martial arts, but they are good in Qinggong. They are often used by big families as "ears to repay the gods".
Chen Daxia didn't kill anyone, he just let them go back with blood.
In Uncle Zheng's words, this can add to the "bloody atmosphere" of Yingdu, and also allow the big families in Yingdu to feel the scene here more directly.
Chen Daxia felt that he couldn't figure out this reason, but fortunately he had an advantage. If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it.
He enjoyed the feeling of using the sword in front of the Sword Master.
Even if the Sword Master was just sitting there drinking tea without looking up, Daxia Chen felt that the Sword Master should be able to felt.
But in fact,
Chen Daole knew,
The sword master propped his chin with his right hand and
had been asleep for a while.
Chen Daole also reached out several times to help drive away flies.
Most people still look up at the Juggernaut.
Look around,
Yingdu,
I am back again.
Chen Daole vaguely felt that the last time he was kidnapped by Fan Li in Yingdu was just yesterday.
As a descendant of the Chen family, he was obsessed with restoring the country, but after going to Xuehaiguan, seeing the scenes at Xueguanguan, and following Uncle Zheng into Chu, he suddenly had some thoughts. Change.
The sword master opened his eyes at this time,
Sighing slightly,
picked up the cup and took a sip of herbal tea.
“Looking back at this place again, do you see the same people, the same things, the same scenery, but everything seems to be different?”
The Sword Master spoke to himself,< br>
Chen Daole was flattered,
He immediately replied respectfully:
“Yes.”
The sword master slightly rotated the cup in his hand,
said:
“People, it’s better not to live. It’s too tiring, because you will find that even if you are exhausted, what should happen will eventually happen.”
"Yes, sir."
"I like Xuehaiguan very much. People there can have a place to live and food to eat."
This winter,
At Snow Customs,
Juggernaut is very comfortable,
Because no one dies of cold or starvation.
Even peaceful times are extremely rare.
Chen Daole really wants to say: The living conditions of the soldiers and civilians in Xueguan are obtained through plundering from the outside. For example, in order to allow the soldiers and civilians of Xueguan to have a sip of broth in winter, and for children to drink it. Goat milk,
The Naiman tribe selflessly dedicated everything they had.
The Sword Master continued:
"Now, I just want to be comfortable. I just want the place that my eyes can see to make me feel comfortable."
Chen Daole was a little surprised. Surprised that such words came from this man who once stood in front of the snow customs. The words spoken by the sword master of the army.
But upon closer inspection, there is actually not much negativity in these words, but rather a sense of freedom and ease that I have let go.
Even the Sword Master only sleeps on a bed, eats with a pair of chopsticks, and only looks at the few people around him.
At this time,
A father and son were walking on the street.
The reason why they are said to be father and son is because they look alike.
Father and son, both holding swords.
Chen Daole looked over and immediately saw his friend Zhang Yiqing. When he first came to Yingdu, it was Zhang Yiqing who received him in Yingdu and gave him a sword.
Zhang Yiqing also saw Chen Daole. He did not expect that his friend who suddenly disappeared would be seen at this time.
However, neither Chen Daole nor Zhang Yiqing stood up to say hello.
Because they are here and can’t speak.
Zhang Yiqing's father, Zhang Pinghang, was the general magistrate of Yingdu Prefecture, a medium-sized official, but few people knew that he was also a swordsman.
Otherwise, Zhang Yiqing would not have just taken out a sword and given it to Chen Daole, because he had many good swords.
Zhang Pinghang took the initiative to walk to the table and raised his hands to the Juggernaut,
Said:
"I really didn't expect that you are actually here, sir."
The two of them know each other.
In the past, Situ Lei wanted to kill his father, so he found the sword master through Zhang Pinghang.
Who would have thought that Lord Tongpan, who continued to maintain his small official position despite changing dynasties, actually participated in regicide.
The Sword Master took another sip of tea and said:
"What to do?"
Zhang Pinghang said respectfully: "I have two nephews who are officials in the Academic Affairs Department."
“Oh.”
The Sword Master responded,
Then,
The Sword Master seemed to feel that his response was a little too cold. After all, he and himself were old friends;
So , the sword master planned to reply with a few more words:
"Just pretend that these two are not relatives."
"..." Zhang Pinghang.
After hesitating for a moment,
Zhang Pinghang said;
"Sir, I feel that Mr. Hirano did something inappropriate in this matter."
Jian Saint nodded.
"Sir, do you think so too?"
The Sword Master nodded again.
"Then Sir, can you..."
The Sword Master continued to nod and said:
"You can't beat me."
"..." Zhang Pinghang.
Even if you have thousands of reasons,
you can’t beat me,
I can completely block you.
Zhang Pinghang sighed,
Turning around,
signaled for his son to leave with him.
Man, he is not going to save him.
Even though, in the opinion of Chen Daxia above, he is a swordsman who is better than himself in swordsmanship.
But in this world, among those who use swords, how many people dare to draw their swords from the Sword Master without "asking for advice"?
However,
when Zhang Pinghang and his son turned around to leave,
Juggernaut said:
“Wait a minute.”
Zhang Pinghang stopped.
"In the past, when you helped Situ Lei as a lobbyist and borrowed a sword from me, you promised me that you would see a better Dajin for me, but you broke your promise."
The current Dajin ,OK?
Not good,
Really not good,
And yes, very bad.
Zhang Pinghang took a deep breath, bowed before the Sword Master,
said:
"I would like to punish you, my lord."
Then,
< br>Zhang Pinghang took off the sword in his hand and seemed to have no intention of resisting. His son Zhang Yiqing beside him looked extremely anxious.
"It's done."
The Sword Master placed the tea cup on the table,
pointed in front of him,
said:
"Help me put the tea The money is settled” (End of Chapter)