Yu Jun

Jin, Qi, Cang Chang and others were executed with a cane at the intersection of the street. The cane hit the spine hard, and immediately there was the sound of bones breaking. Blood gushed out from the prisoner's mouth and nose, dripped to the ground, and gradually fell to the ground. Spread outside.

No one escaped, because everyone in Wangzhou City was already stained with blood, and they didn't care if they got a little dirtier.

The people were in dead silence, their eyes were filled with panic and fear, but deep in their eyes, there was still a glimmer of excitement - the past order collapsed under the cane, and power fell apart. The people they once dared not look at directly were now easily folded under the cane. .

Their long-suppressed pain, anger, and dissatisfaction were vented at this moment, and their shackles were loosened, and they even wanted to clap their hands and cheer.

Cheng Taishan stood aside, looking at the agitation that could not be concealed on the faces of the people, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart - maybe it was done accidentally, maybe it was intentional, Mo Lingfeng was manipulating people's hearts.

She downplayed the impact of the city's casualties, and turned the Mo Army's victory into Li Shu's victory.

She makes the people think that she is trying to please them and that she needs their support. To this end, she will understand the people's hearts, visit the poor and ask questions about their suffering, and seek benefits for them.

The people took the bait.

They have no idea that winning over people's hearts is a means of gaining power and is an inevitable process of power change. Once the tiger devours the sick tiger and dominates the mountains and forests, everything will return to its original state, and the tiger will not be shackles. After a few years, the people will fall into the mud again.

He looked at the expressionless Mo Lingfeng and shut his mouth.

During the execution, the soldiers began to transport the grain out to the rear camp. The wheels of the peace train made a heavy sound on the ground, intertwined with the sound of sticks, and the smell of stale food floated away, lingering with the smell of blood.

The sky suddenly brightened, the sunlight was like brocade, thousands of feet down, thousands of tiles shone with gold, the heavy eaves covered the fog, and blood spread on the ground. The sun shined and the wind blew, and grain patterns flashed out, like rolling waves.

Mo Lingfeng squinted her eyes to watch the sunrise. The golden collar was inside her armor, biting her flesh and bones. The wind was all-pervasive and brought moisture - she heard that Tanzhou was rainy and humid all year round. The moisture in the wind must have been carried by it. Rain in Tanzhou.

She flipped through an account book and found no one with the surname Li from beginning to end. She thought that the surname Li was rare and easy to find.

Before the cane was used, the heads of the state officials had been lowered and they no longer cried out. Their official robes, power, and wealth fell to the ground along with the blood. They died within a few moments. Their bodies were dragged away by the soldiers, along with the nameless people. People without surnames piled together.

The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded on the street. Yin Nan led the Detachment of Women back. Mo Lingfeng recovered his wandering thoughts and stood up to deal with Tang Baichuan while thinking: "How is Wu Jin in Gaoping Village?"

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Tang Baichuan was smashed into a pulp by the people in Jeju.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, the Jeju pier opened, and a boat quietly left, sending messages and prophecies out of Jeju.

On March 11th, there was an early morning dynasty at the Imperial Palace in Kyoto.

The young emperor sat high on the throne, with a person below holding a jade tablet, speaking righteously: "Your Majesty! Tang Baichuan was eager for quick success and lost two cities in a row. He harmed the people and exhausted his troops, causing the world to criticize him. He who failed the emperor's favor will not regret his death. The country has a strong army. Millions, your majesty, please mobilize your troops and generals, surround them in ten numbers, sweep them away without any resistance, and try to succeed again!"

His voice shook the roof tiles, and he wished he could invite himself to the battle, but he was just a scholar and couldn't do it, so he gave up.

Bao Zheng, the envoy of the Third Division of the Zhongyan Iron Case, stepped forward and refuted bluntly: "Now there are thieves everywhere, military pay can easily reach hundreds of thousands, the left treasury is empty, and the inner treasury has been spent more than half this year. The siege is unstoppable, and the Third Division is unable to support it! "

Someone in the Privy Council immediately stood up: "Mo Ni is a serious problem for the country, how can we let it go?"

“Where does military pay come from?”

"Last month, the Ministry of Industry spent 1.5 million taels on shipbuilding. Why can the Third Division pay for it?"

"Because it was discussed last year!"

"Then what do you, the Third Division, mean to ignore it and allow Mo Ni to grow stronger?"

There was a commotion below. The emperor sat on the golden platform with a calm face and was not angry. It was not until Bao Zheng knelt down angrily and said, "If you want to use the inner treasure, you have to increase your gifts, please make a decision, Your Majesty." His expression moved slightly, Let Bao Zheng stand up. "The people are heavily taxed. Since I came to the throne, I have been trying to reduce or reduce taxes and cannot increase them any more."

Wu Hongzhe, an old minister, immediately bowed and said, "Your Majesty loves the people so much that I feel ashamed."

Prime Minister Lu Zhongnong secretly rolled his eyes and took a step forward: "Your Majesty, it is better to select elite soldiers from the Forbidden Army who are as strong as ten to encircle and suppress Mo Ni. This can not only relieve the siege of the Neicang Treasury, but also capture Mo Ni in one fell swoop."

The emperor pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Mo Ni has a different idea. I'm afraid she will get the news and send a surprise army to attack the capital."

There was silence in the main hall for a while, no one spoke - the discussion went back and forth, but there seemed to be no solution.

After a while, Wu Hongzhe also took a step forward: "Your Majesty, if you want to raise another army, the national wealth will be difficult to sustain. In my humble opinion, it is better to edict him to be a king with a different surname and make Kuan, Ji, and Wangzhou his fiefdoms. This can avoid the dilemma. , and can stabilize the border."

The emperor frowned and didn't answer. While he was deep in thought, suddenly an official came out from the censor's desk and said harshly: "The prophecy has come out, the world will be in chaos, and everyone knows that the world will be in chaos. The day when she will proclaim herself king is not far away, Privy Wu." What kind of mud is there to keep you alive!"

Wu Hongzhe quickly replied: "No one can be against the female trend. Even if she has the heart of Si Chen, it is difficult to support her. It is not that she can become the king if she wants to."

Just when the two were about to quarrel again, the emperor suddenly raised his voice and asked, "What prophecy?"

The rustling movements of the officials stopped suddenly, and the colleagues who were noisy just now looked at each other and did not dare to answer for a while.

In the end, Wu Hongzhe gave up a handful of old bones and replied: "When I went to court today, I heard a few beggars say on the road -"

He swallowed: "The sun sets in the grass."

Those who can be ranked here are all very knowledgeable. If you think about it carefully, you will know what this means.

There was silence in the palace, and the emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he asked with a livid face: "Has the news spread all over Kyoto?"

Wu Hongzhe shook his head: "It should be the first time he came to Beijing."

It was true that it first came to Beijing, but it spread to other states.

It was rainy and windy outside the hall, and raindrops hit the windows, making a crackling sound.

The emperor was extremely angry, but he calmed down. He realized that the Mo family brothers and sisters were really the mortal enemies of the Zhao family. The late emperor was dying, but he hid in peace.

"I must get rid of Mo Ni. Although I am anxious, it is not at this moment."

He turned the jade in his hand and glanced at the faces below. He had already made a decision in his heart, but he did not say it out loud at this time. He ordered everyone to disperse, and then left through the back door surrounded by the chamberlains, heading to the Wenzheng Palace.

The door of the Wenzheng Palace was closed tightly. An hour later, the emperor summoned the new champion and Tanhua, and the three of them discussed state affairs. The door was not opened until You.

The two new ministers left with excitement on their faces, and another chamberlain hurried to the Hanlin Academy, where a scholar from the Xuan Dynasty came to draft the imperial edict.

The emperor stood with his hands folded, his back to the bachelor, looking at the map of mountains and rivers daubed on the screen, his voice was cold: "Everyone who has an empty name in the province, stage, temple, or supervisor will be dismissed. Anyone with an official position or below the fifth rank will be dismissed. They are not in Enyin." Replacement of officials, and trial courts and criminal courts..."

An edict, which made all the officials in the court complain, appeared on the paper.

The new emperor was burdened with the infamous reforms, and all the expenses saved were turned into military pay and used on Mo Lingfeng. (End of chapter)