My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 427 Guo Xun

"Give him a good time."

Qiu Luan washed the blood on his hands in a basin filled with clean water next to him.

The guard beside him handed over a white towel, wiped away the blood, and said.

The soldier beside him understood.

Qiu Luan walked out of the dungeon, and a muffled sound behind him seemed so calm amidst the screams one after another.

After confirming the authenticity of the White Lotus Cult thief's first confession.

The value of these White Lotus cultists has been infinitely close to zero.

As for the means of confirmation.

Not far away from Qiu Luan, a Jin Yiwei who was checking various confessions spit out a piece of shriveled meat.

The blood in it has been sucked dry, and the memory of the host body has also been sucked away by these emperor's soldiers.

Pity.

Thinking of the White Lotus cultists who had just been devoured by Jin Yiwei.

Qiu Luan thought.

If it weren't for that Jin Yiwei could only access part of the host's memory by absorbing blood.

Then there is no need for such cumbersome and troublesome torture methods.

The royal guards will complete the emperor's mission in a more efficient way.

Dong Hua, the imperial censor in front of him, came forward with a prepared confession.

After Qiu Luan read it and confirmed it was correct, Dong Hua took it back and asked.

"I don't know what to do with the remaining White Lotus rebels."

"According to the instructions of the cabinet, Bai Lian rebelled against the party. The crime cannot be punished. All of them will be killed."

Qiu Luan said, Dong Hua in front of him nodded.

Compared to the generals who killed people with their own hands, it didn't matter to these civil servants how to deal with these rebels.

Thousands and hundreds of people are just numbers in the imperial edict.

In this era where Yu Qian, Wang Shouren and Wang Qiong Pengze are idols.

For the scholar-bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty, killing was as simple as eating and drinking.

The military generals may have suffered psychological trauma from beheading people in the past, but the civil servants in charge of the cardinals in the back felt that the efficiency was so slow and it took a long time to kill these people. It must be that the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry cut corners and the machetes they made were too poor. After it has been used, the right way is to write to the court and ask the Ministry of Industry to send another batch of sharp knives to complete the KPI for promotion and salary increase this year as soon as possible.

"Then I will go and deliver the order——"

"and many more……"

Dong Hua, who was born in a military household in Shaanxi Province, grew up hearing about the Mongolians going south every autumn to make horseshoes and bow strings. During the Jiajing period, a poor scholar who passed the imperial examination and entered the officialdom, although he was serving as an inspector censor, he was not promoted to the level where he could kill people by beheading people. degree of performance.

In the third year of Zhengde, the little prince knocked on the border, broke through the pass, massacred the village, and robbed more than 10,000 people before returning.

When he was eight years old, he saw the bloody corpse of his elder brother.

In the fifth year of Zhengde, great bandits such as Yan Benshu, Lan Tingrui, Liao Hui, and Cao Fu rose up in the northwest, destroying cities and killing officials, and for a time they were unstoppable.

His second brother and father were ambushed by horse bandits on their way back to their hometown after a change of defense. Not only were their belongings taken away, but their second brother died in battle, and his father's eyes were gouged. He crawled back to the guardhouse and became a disabled man.

In the ninth year of Zhengde's reign, there was turmoil in the northwest and war broke out again. My third and fourth brothers all accompanied Peng Ze's army in the westward expedition to Hami, and I was almost included in the army.

Death is not a rare thing for northerners.

Compared to the gentle, gentle southerners who dare not kill anyone and consider themselves orthodox.

Under the high-pressure rule of the military town system, the northerners were so vulgar that they lived on war and military pay, and were like wild beasts.

"What - is there anything else, sir?"

Dong Hua turned his head, and Qiu Luan on the side obviously thought of something and suddenly changed his mind.

"How many men and women under the age of sixteen have been arrested this time?"

Qiu Luan thought about the emperor in the capital, sighed secretly in his heart, and asked.

"There are about three to four hundred people..."

Many people from the White Lotus Sect settled in North Korea during the late Yuan Dynasty.

There are many people who marry and have children with local people, and many families have thrived here for hundreds of years.

Dong Hua answered somewhat uncertainly.

"..." "Keep these people until they return to the army in the future as gifts to the emperor. The men will be castrated and then serve as eunuchs, while the women will be sent to the clothing bureau to become palace maids."

Qiu Luan said.

Generally speaking, prisoners were presented to the emperor after the army won a victory in foreign campaigns.

As a way to show the kindness of the court and the emperor's mercy, the emperor personally pardoned these young captives in front of the ancestors of the late emperors. The way to deal with them was usually to disperse them in various imperial mansions, or to collect the sons of the chiefs from all over the world. As a eunuch in the palace.

For example, during the Ming Xianzong period, Wang Zhi, the eunuch who helped the emperor build factory guards and intimidated the officials, was the champion.

It was when the Ming army put down the Dateng Gorge rebellion that year that he was captured as a prisoner and brought back to the capital and sent to the palace as a chamberlain of Emperor Xianzong.

Dong Hua nodded upon hearing this.

Although Qiu Luan's approach seems a bit unruly.

But he could also think of Qiu Luan's reason for doing this.

Who else but today's emperor could make this powerful and powerful imperial military attache in the southwest behave like this.

If it were in the southwest, I am afraid that the cavalry would have been ordered to dispatch and kill all these traitors to the empire.

"I will go to the palace to get the key to the Dragon Palace. After you finish recording it, use my token to place all the Korean tribes back to their places."

Qiu Luan said to Dong Hua.

As for how to act next.

Qiu Luan looked at the confession in his hand that was still stained with some blood.

Three big characters were written on it.

"The Mermaid Tears——"

Qiu Luan raised his head and turned his gaze to the north.

……

Guo Xun swung his blade again and chopped off the head of the smelly monster in front of him.

Fan Hai next to him was covered in blood. He turned sideways to avoid the blood splattering on the bodies of the sharks beside him.

The weapons he carried had long been corroded in previous battles with the sharks.

Broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

The halberd he is holding now comes from those fallen Imperial Guards.

The owner of the halberd had now turned into pieces of flesh, scattered on the surrounding land.

These broken corpses seemed to be alive, constantly writhing and squirming in the soil.

"My lord - be careful!"

Fanhe River stands on the mountain of corpses.

He looked around and saw that the originally peaceful small fishing villages around him had been engulfed by the waves.

The local villagers had long been slaughtered by these sea tribes.

Next to him, Guo Xun wiped a handful of the shark's blood that splattered on his skin.

The corrosive liquid that was enough to melt bone and flesh splashed on Guo Xun's body, but it only emitted bursts of white smoke, leaving a small scar on the body of the emperor's soldier.

Hear Fan He's reminder.

Guo Xun turned around and was stabbed from behind by a spear made of whale bone.

Stab towards the small figure in the basket on his back.

"It seems that you and I are destined to repay the emperor's kindness here today!"

Guo Xun turned sideways, protecting the figure in the basket behind him from the spear, and threw the battle ax at his waist.

Crush the head of the shark attacking from behind.

Looking around, there were almost endless sharks coming toward him like waves.

He turned around and smiled miserably.

Facing the other side, half of his face has been corroded by the shark's blood.

But Fan He, who was still fighting with his halberd, said.

(End of this chapter)