Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 201 Survival and Death

The original Weiguo Sikou's Mansion, as the chief general of the Qin Army, Yang Ming, set up the Chinese Army's tent here after entering the city.

Under his command, there are dozens of literate and hyphenated people selected from Diqiu City, allowing him to collect all kinds of prison books in the past 30 years of Weiguo day and night.

In Weiguo, if he wants to support a force that is truly loyal to him, he will naturally have to provide enough benefits, and these benefits don't come out of thin air, and will eventually fall on the rich and powerful in the city of Diqiu.

But even if it is killing people, the masters who have to be killed must be famous and have legal principles to follow. Otherwise, it will only cause endless troubles. Killing characters is not as simple as just using weapons.

When the orders from the Central Army of the Qin Army appeared at the closed gates of Diqiu City, the people who used to call the wind and rain in this city walked out of their homes with various moods and came towards the Sikou Mansion.

What will be waiting for them?
Since Ji Yuan came to power that year, the Sikou Mansion, which had been silent for many years, resumed its former function again.

When the dignitaries of Diqiu City came to the main hall of the Sikou Mansion, they found that they still had seats. Speaker.

While everyone was waiting, they found that the seats headed by the left and right sides were actually empty, but as time passed, Gongsun Yu's figure appeared in their sight, followed by their former monarch Ji Yuan, but at this time Ji Yuan no longer had the majesty he once had, only fear and uneasiness.

The situation didn't seem quite right. As the figure of Kong Qi appeared in the hall, everyone had an ominous premonition. When Yang Ming walked into the hall, the atmosphere of the whole hall was condensed, and everyone couldn't even breathe. Hold your breath, the person in front of you is the one who can decide their life or death.

Kong Qi, the avenger took out a roll of bamboo slips under the gaze of everyone, and read it aloud. As the notes appeared in everyone's ears, everyone understood Yang Ming's real purpose.

It turned out to be for killing people. For a while, everyone began to feel uneasy. This kind of feeling is not good, especially when no one knows when the butcher knife will fall on him. on himself.

"Ji Yuan, back then the emperor was invited by you and was bewitched by the people around him, so he went to Daliang, so that he was imprisoned and died. Is this true?" Kong Qi asked Ji Yuan .

"Yes." Ji Yuan said lifelessly, he already knew the ending, and it was nothing more than a formality.

"Did you collude with King Wei to set up this poisonous scheme?" Kong Qi asked.

"That's right." Although Ji Yuan didn't dare to resist, his will to cooperate was very limited.

"Back then, did the people in the country who bewitched the first emperor to go to defend the country colluded with you, Ji Yuan?" Kong Qi asked again.

"Yes." Ji Yuan had no love in his life at this time, he already knew what happened today, and everything was just so ugly for the sake of not dying.

"Who are these people?" Kong Qi asked.

"Who is there?" Ji Yuan pondered and looked at the people in the hall.

As Ji Yuan's gaze turned, the people in the hall subconsciously held their breath. They had already realized that this was really going to kill people, some of them, but who would it be? Who would it be? Is it the unlucky person, or in other words, who is the lucky one who can save a life?

"Ji Qiu." Ji Yuan's eyes stopped on the face of a middle-aged fat man.

"Jun..., Ji Yuan, you spout blood." Ji Qiu, who was named by Ji Yuan, said repeatedly.

Then there was a thud, and he rolled and crawled from his seat to kneel down in the middle of the hall, but before he could speak, Yang Ming, the master who had been silent since entering the hall, said the first sentence: "Drag go down."

"General Zuo, I'm wronged..." Ji Qiu wanted to argue, but was gagged by the soldiers who walked in and dragged away.

"Ji Yuan, there can't be only one person working with you," Kong Qi said.

"Yes, there are more than one, and Fan Yang." Ji Yuan announced the name of another person again.

"I..." With a thud, the person whose name was called had already fallen to the ground, and passed out, but he was still dragged away. The fainting is too fake, and the real death can only be obtained. Practical.

As Ji Yuan called out the names one by one, one after another was dragged out by the soldiers while weeping and wailing.
"Who else?" Kong Qi asked.

"There is also Wei Zhao." Ji Yuan looked at an old man sitting next to Gongsun Yu in the hall. Anyway, Yang Ming's real purpose was to kill people. He was powerless to change, and he couldn't change his own destiny. Pull in people who usually have a good relationship and a very bad relationship to go on the road together.

People with a good relationship, if they die, they live well, that's not good, and people with a bad relationship will naturally drag them to be buried with them. In Ji Yuan's heart, he just thinks so simple and unpretentious.

"Ah." With a long sigh, Wei Zhao, the old man whose name was called, stood up by himself, flicked his long sleeves, and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

Yang Ming looked at the back of Wei Zhao leaving, waved off the soldiers who were trying to drag him, and let him walk out of the hall by himself.

"Next." Kong Qi said.

"Gongsun Yu." Ji Yuan's eyes fell on Gongsun Yu.

In an instant, the hairs on Gongsun Yu's body stood on end. He was not afraid of death, but what happened in front of him was no longer as simple as death. The accusation will really be infamous for thousands of years.

Yang Ming's gaze flicked across Gongsun Yu's face, and sure enough, this master of swordsmanship who dared to fight without changing his expression before tens of thousands of Qin troops, had changed his face at this time.

People, after all, are still things to be afraid of, and it is impossible to have no weaknesses.Yang Ming thought to himself.

"I want you to point it out, not to talk nonsense, so let's go here." Yang Ming spoke in the hall where needles could almost be heard.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Gongsun Yu suddenly felt a sense of relief, and at the moment you were there, he unexpectedly felt a sense of gratitude.

At that moment, he was grateful to Yang Ming, the enemy who broke through the Wei country, killed the people of the Wei country, seriously injured him, and threatened him with his relatives and friends.

Yang Ming looked around at the few people left in the hall, and said in a clear voice: "The case of the first monarch of the state of Wei should be tried by you according to the rules of the pre-Zhou period. Those people may have done anything illegal, there are quite a lot of cases in the Sikou Mansion."

"Yes."

"promise."

"Don't worry, General Zuo."

For a time, loyal voices rang out.

After sending everyone back, Yang Ming left behind only one person: Gongsun Yu.

When Yang Ming was flipping through the bamboo slips, Gongsun Yu looked at Yang Ming. For a moment, he found it difficult to connect the Yang Ming in front of him with the Yang Ming before him.

On the battlefield, Yang Ming was brave and fearless. With his own body and the power of a thousand troops, he confronted him head-on, and made him, who was defeated only once more than 30 years ago, experience the feeling of defeat again.

His personal disciple, Jing Ke, was originally a man of unrivaled talent. He thought that, even compared with the contemporary descendants of Guigu, although Jing Ke was not good in strategy, but only in terms of swordsmanship, Jing Ke was not inferior to any of his peers, but He was too far behind Yang Ming.

Even if Yang Ming was able to defeat him, it was because of his strategy that he exchanged his minor injuries for Gongsun Yu's serious injuries, but if he lost, he was defeated. There are so many reasons, especially when Yang Ming was able to pay the price of minor injuries, Injuring him severely has already proved Yang Ming's strength.

But just now, Yang Ming sat on the main seat and looked at the people in the hall indifferently. Every time he opened his mouth, one person would be led to the gate of death. Yu also felt chilled.

But just now, Yang Ming, who had smashed the fate of countless people into the dust, still had the leisure to read the bamboo slips.

"Senior Gongsun, would you like to come with me to meet someone." Yang Ming put away the bamboo slips, stood up and said to Gongsun Yu.

"In Diqiu City, I'm afraid that no one can go against General Yang's will, right?" Although Gongsun Yu knew what his attitude should be now, when he said it, there was still an uncontrollable sense of sarcasm.

"Since Senior Gongsun has such an understanding, it would be even better, and save me from talking." Yang Ming smiled lightly and walked out of the hall.

Turning around the corridors of the Sikou Mansion, Gongsun Yu discovered that Yang Ming's destination would be the death row of the Sikou Mansion.

Any death row in the world will not be a good place. Dirty and hopeless are the only characteristics of this place, and the death row in front of you is the same.

Gongsun Yu followed behind Yang Ming suspiciously, not knowing why Yang Ming came here, it was the death row that he filled with his own hands just now.

With the sound of the cell door being opened, Gongsun Yu saw an old man lying peacefully asleep in the thatch pile, this person was no stranger to him, it was Wei Zhao.

Hearing the movement, Wei Zhao opened his eyes, but closed his eyes just after glancing at Yang Ming, and Yang Ming didn't say much, and sat down directly in the death cell.

What is he going to do?Gongsun Yu was a little puzzled, and couldn't find a suitable reason for Yang Ming's inexplicable behavior.

"Could it be that General Yang is going to personally send this old man on the road?" Under Yang Ming's watchful eyes, Wei Zhao still couldn't calm down. At the same time, he also had doubts in his heart, wondering why Yang Ming came here.

"I know you are not afraid of death." Yang Ming said.

"Thank you very much." Wei Zhao sat up and said.

"However, death is an easy thing, and living is a more difficult thing."

Yang Ming said with a long sigh: "A head can be easily chopped off with a light wave of the weapon in your hand, but what happens after that? A fresh life is gone."

"I don't think that a military strategist like General Yang and a legalist would have such a compassionate side." Wei Zhao said, but there was a lot of sarcasm in his expression.

(End of this chapter)