Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Liyangjing City, Tai'an City, within the majestic imperial city.

Emperor Liyang failed to survive in the end. In the summer of this year, Emperor Liyang Zhao Dun went on a grand tour!
The entire Tai'an City, inside and outside the city, every household is plain.

This extremely diligent Liyang Emperor has a good reputation among the people. The fourth son of the emperor, Zhao Zhuan, succeeded to the throne before his death, ascended the throne and became emperor, and was congratulated by hundreds of officials!
The vassal king returned to the capital to attend the funeral of Emperor Daxing. The nobles in the capital also kept vigil for Emperor Daxing in addition to the Chengtians.

In the streets of Tai'an City, there are also people who cannot afford to kneel down!
During the reign of Emperor Zhao Dun, he absorbed the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period, which allowed the people of the world to live a stable life.

However, if the world is united for a long time, it must be divided, and if it is divided for a long time, it must be united!
There was another war, and the chaos of war hung over the Liyang court where the emperor had just passed away.

Tai'an City, within the prison!

In the dark and damp cell, prisoners' cries of injustice could be heard from time to time, but they were all prisoners sent to the sky jail.

All of them have passed the review by the Ministry of Punishment. It is even more difficult to overturn the verdict than to go to heaven!
At least, the warriors in the martial arts world are making a fuss now. One day they want to go and see the great heaven within the Tianmen.

But has anyone ever heard of any martial artist saying that the imperial prison is not a place where you can come and leave as you please?

In the cell at the deepest part of Tianlao, the old man of Tianlao opened the door of the cell with the key and said: "Master Zhang, it's time for you to get on your way. The adults in the court can't wait any longer!"

"Even during the great funeral ceremony of the late emperor, I have to risk the disapproval of the world to kill you!"

Even in the Spring and Autumn Period, I had never heard of the murder of courtiers during the emperor's death!
Why are the adults in the court so anxious?

Zhang Julu, who was dressed in prison uniform, looked at the prison chief in mourning clothes and said, "It's really time for me to leave. I've been here in the prison for a long enough time."

"His Majesty has passed away, so His Majesty's last will must be to kill me."

"If you are pardoned, you will not be pardoned!"

Zhang Julu stood up and finally looked at a bronze mirror in the cell. After straightening his clothes, the guards outside the cell stepped forward to put shackles on him and took him out.

The Qin Tianjian's Qi Practitioners and the heavy-armored infantry of the Royal Forest Army, also led by their respective captains, pressed the giant deer towards Caishikou with open fire and holding staffs.

As soon as he left the prison, the onlookers swarmed in!

Those scholars with crowns were also hidden in the turbulent crowd, some of them were not suitable, and the voices of Liyang Court and Guang Tongchen sounded one after another.

Regardless, the heavily armored infantry of the Royal Forest Army were in no hurry to respond no matter how much they yelled and scolded.

The rotten vegetable leaves in the hands of the common people also kept moving towards the heavy armored infantry of the Royal Forest Army.

There were also those Qi Practitioners from the Qintian Prison who were thrown at them. Maybe there were people among them who really thought about how good this chief assistant was.

But people's hearts are fickle, so the leading jailer rang the gong and told Zhang Julu one crime after another.

This green-eyed man who once wanted to build a mountain for the poor scholars in the world was already covered with rotten vegetable leaves.

This blue-eyed child who once opened a door for poor scholars all over the world has sent himself to a dead end.

Just to wake up, the scholars of later generations, even if they are in high positions, should treat ordinary people as human beings.

Scholars in the imperial court who do not regard ordinary people as human beings will one day reap the consequences. Even if their whole family is killed and their heads are lying on the ground, it is an ordinary thing.

Ordinary people in this world are never afraid of the officials of the imperial court.

But the officials of the imperial court should be afraid of ordinary people in this world.

"The people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least!"

"I, Zhang Julu, will die when I die!"

This short distance of more than 300 feet lasted for less than half an hour. Some scholars knelt down and cried bitterly.

Because the reason why the imperial court wanted to kill the chief minister was too far-fetched.

Because of the three hundred acres of land, the chief minister of the dynasty was killed. But which county magistrate in Liyang does not have thousands of acres of land at home?

And the ordinary people in the world, who were kept in the dark and never wanted to believe the truth, also fell into madness.

Probably this old man named Zhang Julu was the highest-ranking court official in Caishikou who had beheaded him!

After Zhang Julu was escorted to the execution ground, Jin Lanting, as the supervisor and beheading officer, beheaded several school captains from Beimu and ran back dejectedly.

Sitting on that Taishi chair, it felt like a thorn in the back, like sitting on pins and needles, like a lump in the throat!
Although, in the court, he also joined Zhang Julu, but it was for the sake of official career. After scolding him, his reputation would be bad at most.

But now that the new emperor has placed him in the position of overseer and beheader, thousands of years from now, it will be spread throughout history that he was ungrateful and had beheaded his first assistant.

As for Zhang Shoufu, although he was guilty, his crime would not lead to death, but this giant deer had to seek his own death.

If you don't take the road of life, you have to take the road of death. Now naturally, you can only turn into a dead deer!
It is not a good job to kill Zhang Julu. This chief assistant can be said to be a protégé and former official all over the world.

Maybe someone has done something against their will now, but they will definitely have to settle the score later.

Maybe, there is something else, a martial artist who calls himself a hero, comes to rob the court!

Jin Lanting looked at Zhang Julu who was pressed to the execution ground, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Left and right, verify the identity of the criminal!"

The two government officials immediately took the portrait and began to check Zhang Julu's identity!

On the legal field!

After careful comparison, the yamen officer reported back: "Sir, the culprit is correct!"

Jin Lanting, who was sitting on the chair, sighed: "Take the number plate."

Then Jin Lanting looked at the swordsman and said, "Be quick when you strike. Don't use your methods."

As a veteran official, he was very aware of the twists and turns behind these swordsmen. After receiving the money from the prisoners, he would use the sword to cut the mess quickly.

The prisoner didn't feel any pain, but his head fell to the ground.

But if the prisoner's relatives did not give money, or if the prisoner received money from his enemies, then it would naturally be within the scope of the axeman's power to torture the prisoner severely.

This Biyan'er has offended quite a few people. It can be said that there is no one in the court that Zhang Julu cannot offend.

On the execution ground, the swordsman was holding a sharp sword, patted his belly, and said angrily: "Don't worry, sir, small knives are faster."

Jin Lanting looked at the time, looked up at the dull blue sky, and muttered: "God, God."

"You old man, please give me some face!"

"Zhang Shoufu, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor, so don't come looking for me!"

"God, it can only rain, but don't let it snow!" Jin Lanting, who has read too many story books, naturally knows that those who died after complaining about injustice in the story books will have some strange celestial phenomena.

If they really meet, Jin Lanting's reputation in history will be ruined in the future!
Under the dull blue sky, the summer heat has not been dissipated, but has become more intense.

Among the good people who came to see the beheading, some people fainted on the ground and foamed at the mouth.

The soldiers of the imperial court did not dare to move at all. They all looked forward to getting there as soon as possible at three quarters to noon.

At this time, a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a green shirt walked out of the crowd, carrying a pot of wine and said, "Zhang Julu, isn't it a pity to die like this?"

"Why don't you come to my great Chu, and your majesty, my great Chu, will treat you as your first assistant?"

A hearty voice came from the crowd of people watching. A certain royal guard who had once guarded the palace. Listening to this very familiar voice, he actually had a question about why he was so unlucky.

When I was in the palace, when this voice sounded, it was time for the Confucian sage of Xi Chu to kill him.

Why, after beheading the former chief minister, Cao Changqing also wants to join in the fun.

Zhang Julu, who was kneeling on the execution platform with his hands tied behind his back, said angrily: "Cao Changqing, why are you everywhere?"

"You are also Xichu's chief assistant now, why do you like to join in the fun so much?"

In the past ten years or so, Cao Changqing would come to Tai'an City every New Year's Eve to cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, this time, Cao Changqing would come to the execution ground and cause trouble again.

Cao Changqing smiled calmly and said: "The world gave me the title of 'The Invincible', but who knows that the real Invincible is Liyang's former chief assistant, Zhang Julu!"

"It's just a pity that you are so old that you still can't understand people's hearts."

"Your disciples and grandsons will not think of you and die for the poor scholars in the world. Zhang Julu, you are probably the chief minister who died due to the most bizarre cause in the history of history."

The most difficult thing to predict in the world is the human heart.

Especially the heart of a scholar. Before Da Chu returned to the country, he had seen a lot when he traveled around the world. When he was young, he determined to be an upright scholar. After sitting in a high position, just a dish needed a lot of food. The tongues of a thousand ducks.

Even the extravagant aristocratic families would not dare to be so extravagant!

Although the family members are not short of this money, there is no need to spend this money in order to raise Wang, to raise Wang who is feared by the royal family but dare not take action.

Members of the aristocratic family usually look diligent and thrifty when outside, and they will also provide relief to the victims in times of famine.

Of course, in years of famine, annexing land and aristocratic families are also experts.

But the aristocratic family has realized one truth over thousands of years, that is, ordinary people cannot be overfed, and ordinary people must not be hungry.

Otherwise, the powerful families will lose their right to speak, which is called sustainable fishing.

And those powerful men who emerged after the Spring and Autumn Period acted without scruples.

No matter how bad the family tradition is, no matter how bad the family tradition is, when a member of a wealthy family robs a daughter of a common man, he will not do so in the county where his family is located.

Scholars who serve as officials are the best able to understand these principles. They understand how to fish from the lake sustainably much faster than those generals who rely on fighting on the battlefield.

As for Zhang Julu's disciples, within a hundred years, they would be able to develop their own family into a local hegemon.

Zhang Julu smiled flatly and said: "So, I want to die, I demand death!"

"With my death, there will be a sword hanging on the bodies of future generations of scholars that may fall at any time."

"When it's time to kill, there has to be a reason to kill, right?"

"Three hundred acres of land can kill the chief minister, but thirty thousand acres of land can kill those nine tribes who are corrupt officials?"

He has been a scholar from beginning to end. If he is an official, then he can now commit suicide and leave a life. He can live by self-destruction. For him, it is better to die?
On the supervisory stage!

The officer looked at the clock and said, "Sir, it's three quarters past noon. Do you want to behead me?"

Jin Lanting looked at Cao Changqing, closed his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, took out the signature, threw it to the ground, and shouted: "It's three quarters past noon, let's cut him off!"

Once the signature is signed, the prisoner will be beheaded!
Cao Changqing didn't make the slightest move, but looked at the extremely dull blue sky and said for no reason: "Is it snowing in June?"

When the swordsman saw the Confucian scholar leaving, he raised his sword and struck Zhang Julu on the neck!

With one strike, the head fell to the ground. At this moment, snowflakes also fell on the dull blue sky.

It snows in June, and the injustice is revealed!
The people who were watching looked at the falling snowflakes and dispersed in an instant, fearing that the ghost of the giant deer would find them.

Jin Lanting, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, was paralyzed on the ground at this moment, muttering: "It's over, it's all over now!"

It doesn’t matter what His Majesty or the adults in the court think of the snow falling in June.

In the history written by the historians, Jin Lanting will be an out-and-out treacherous minister, and he is also the kind of treacherous minister that is difficult to describe!
"Your Majesty, there is a decree to save people under the sword!"

"Your Majesty, there is a decree to save people under the sword!"

Several cavalrymen came on horseback, looked at the heads rolling on the ground, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and shouted: "Your Majesty's decree is to save people under the sword."

"Jin Lanting, before three o'clock at noon, you beheaded the chief minister!"

"What's the crime?"

"Come on! Lock him up, put him in a prison, and hand him over to a judge for interrogation on a certain day!"

The cavalryman turned over and dismounted, and roughly grabbed the shackles of Jin Lanting, using the same shackles that Zhang Julu used.

Jin Lanting watched with despair as the captain in armor asked helplessly: "It's three quarters past noon, it's already here!"

The officer on the side said: "Sir, I saw it wrong."

"Now, it's just quarter past noon!"

Jin Lanting, whose blood was surging, looked at the yamen servant and roared angrily: "Who is behind my back?"

Then he vomited blood and fainted on the spot! ——
But the body of the giant deer disappeared in full view of the public. Only a ghost, after sighing a few times, went straight to the list of gods on the Little Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain.

At this point, Li Yang has lost his deer, and the princes of the world will also compete for the deer!

As for the people who had not dispersed, they were confused. They seemed not to have scolded the right person!

(End of this chapter)