Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 55 Efficient Ways to Solve Problems

To be honest, Zhu Zhanhe doesn't like the smell of blood, and he is actually the most annoyed by the smell of blood.

But now, he was sitting on the sidelines, supervising the soldiers of the Ming army treating the corpses with lime to embalm them, and then mixing them with soil and stacking them up, slowly forming a high platform.

What is Jingguan?Right now, the high platform next to Zhu Zhanhe is Jingguan.

It is said in "Erya" that the highest is the capital, and the temple is the platform, and the Beijing temple is a high platform made of flesh and blood.

"Eastern Zhou Dynasty Chronicles" has a saying: Pan Dang please collect the corpses of Jin Dynasty and build it as a Beijing temple to show martial arts to all generations.

To put it bluntly, Jingguan is a way to show military merits, but it is relatively not accepted by people.

It has been a long time since the Han people built a Beijing temple. In Han culture, the behavior of building a Beijing temple began in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, but it also ended in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.

Since then, the Han people have never built a Beijing temple again, but they are always built by those foreign barbarians.

But now, the Han people began to build the Beijing Temple again, which made Chahan Daluhua tremble with fright.

It wasn't because of the sight in front of him that scared him, nor was it because of the vicious eyes of the Ming army around him that scared him.

What he fears is the future.

Chahan Daluhua knew very well that once this hole was opened, it meant that the Ming army had abandoned the rules that it had always abided by before, and that the enemy troops who confronted the Ming army in the future would no longer have the previous preferential treatment.

Gone is the era when you could save your life by raising your hand and surrendering. They will no longer have the opportunity to stroke the tiger's beard several times, because if they dare to touch again in the future, then only death awaits them.

"Father, what's going on?" Zhu Zhanhe walked up to Zhu Gaoxu and raised his head to ask.

"Judging from their clothes, these three people don't look like ordinary soldiers, but rather nobles. But Alutai has been placed under the Beijing Temple, so where are the nobles?"

Zhu Zhanhe's words made Chahan Daluhua and the other three feel their scalps go numb, and they kept swallowing.

Arutai is dead.

This should have made them happy, because if Arutai died, then their affair with the Tatars and funding the Arutai department would become dead without evidence.

If Zhu Di asked, they could be said to have sent supplies to the Ming army. Anyway, there is no proof of death, so what can Zhu Di say?
But not anymore.

Jing Guan in front of him told Chahanda Luhua that the current Daming is no longer the struggling tiger that he could easily fool in the past. The current Daming will jump over and tear you apart as long as you dare to be disrespectful.

What evidence?unnecessary!As long as I want!You are going to die!
"They are the patriarchs of Wuliangha Sanwei." How did Zhu Gaoxu not know that his son was acting?They immediately cooperated with a smile.

"Your grandpa asked me to bring them here to add value to this Jingguan."

The father and son decided the life and death of the three people, and the life and death of the three patriarchs in the calm conversation, which made the three of Chahan Daluhua feel very incredible.

They didn't even believe it, they didn't believe that Zhu Di would do this.

In their view, the three guards of Wuliangha are no better than the Tatars, and the Tatars are enemies no matter what. Even though the practice of building the Beijing Temple is very disgusting, no one will say too harshly no matter what they do in the war .

Just like this Zhujing Temple, when the class teacher returns to the court, he will definitely be criticized by others, especially those literati, but that's all, he won't say too much and won't say too badly.

But Wuliangha Sanwei is different, they are allies, at least on the surface.

Such reckless actions would kill allies. If they did so, let alone what those literati would say, Daming would not want to see Wuliangha Sanwei's resistance.

At that time, the two remaining forces on the grassland will be firmly twisted into one, because they know that once Daming wins, what awaits them is the same ending as the Tatars.

They were betting that Da Ming would not dare to do this, because they believed that Da Ming would not be able to bear the consequences of doing so.

Even Chahan Daluhua didn't think he was gambling, also because he thought Daming couldn't bear the consequences of doing so.

However, things often don't go as you wish.

Zhu Zhanhe didn't say anything after listening to his father's explanation, he waved directly, and a Ming soldier behind him stood up directly, and pulled Nan Buhua who was closest to him to the back.

Then, the hand rises and the knife falls.

The head of a clan, one of the people who once stood at the top of the steppe pyramid, just died like this.

Fresh blood gurgled out, and the blood, which was slightly thicker than water, dripped onto the ground. There was no crisp sound of clear springs, but only the dullness that made people feel cold all over.

"You...you..." Chahan Daluhua's eyes were wide open, and the blood in the whites of the eyes burst out, giving people a feeling that the eyeballs were about to fall off.

"How dare you!?"

Before Chahan Daluhua finished speaking, Haisanan Daxi struggled violently, trying to break free from Liu Cai who was restraining him.

"Hey! That's interesting!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at Hai Sanan who was still doing useless work with great interest, and the corner of his mouth twitched disdainfully.

"You, Wuliangha Sanwei, secretly co-operated with the Alutai tribe, and secretly funded the enemy. According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, you should have executed and implicated the nine clans. Why didn't we dare?"

"I...we..." Chahan Daluhua swallowed hard, and said with some difficulty.

"We Wuliangha Sanwei are heroes! Back then we sent three thousand cavalry to help the Ming Dynasty! We are heroes of the Ming Dynasty! You can't do this to us!"

"Hero? Stop kidding!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at Chahanda Luhua, then turned to look at his father.

Both father and son showed tacit smiles at the same time.

"It's true that you helped Daming Jingguo in the past, but you will be rewarded for your meritorious service. You traded your meritorious service to the most beautiful grassland on the grassland. Every year, your livestock and war horses are sold at the highest price. The reward from Daming is also you, Wu Liangha San Wei most."

"But there is one thing, the emperor's crime is the same as that of the common people. You Wuliangha Sanwei crossed the border every year to graze and even went to Daning City, and even robbed the border people."

"A merit is a merit, a demerit is a demerit, and we will reward you for your deeds. Now that you have demerits, we will naturally punish you according to the law."

"Any questions?"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanhe waved his hands, and the Ming army behind him moved immediately, leading Chahan Daluhua and Haisanan Daxi to the back together.

"No! You can't do that!"

On the verge of death, Hai Sanan Daxi couldn't bear it after all, he kept struggling and screaming.

"Kill us, the soldiers of Wuliangha Sanwei will not sit idly by! You Ming can't bear the consequences!"

"Well, don't worry about it." Zhu Zhanhe yawned lazily.

"I've always felt that it is a very inefficient way to solve problems when they arise."

"In my opinion, when there is a problem, you don't have to solve the problem, just solve the person who caused the problem."

As soon as Zhu Zhanhe said this, not only Chahan Daluhua and Hai Sanan replied, even Zhu Gaoxu was stunned.

Someone who solves manufacturing problems?Isn't that...

(End of this chapter)