Starting from the other world, I joined the chat group at the same time

What's more, although he has achieved immortality, he still doesn't want to raise his blood pressure excessively.

Woo, it’s not good for your physical and mental health.

He stopped above the Prince Jin's Mansion, and the people below soon spotted him. Following the announcement from the guards, a middle-aged man in elegant clothes soon came out.

He seemed to want to say something to Xia Lang, but Xia Lang couldn't hear him. At this height, all he could see was an ant with its hands open and a moving piece of meat.

He stretched out his hand, and the golden air gathered in his hand. The next moment, as the middle-aged man below changed his face and wailed, it was fired out.

boom! ! ! !

An illusory gas mass suddenly bloomed in the center of Prince Jin's Mansion, and then followed the changes of the moon, forming a spreading sea of ​​fire!

Countless servants, maids, concubines, and princes and sons of the Zhu family in the magnificent Prince Jin's Mansion all rushed out of the room wailing, beating out the flames on their bodies.

Look, the dragon's descendants are like garbage.

A smile finally appeared on Xia Lang's lips, just like a child using boiling water to water an ant's nest, and he found his own happiness from it.

But is this enough? No, far from it.

Xia Lang looked at other places in the city. He looked at the dilapidated county government office, the luxurious mansion of the county magistrate, and the layers of magnificent buildings.

If it were just this, he wouldn't feel sad. It's just that on one side, there are tall buildings rising from the ground, while on the other side, there are huts built by refugees.

On one side, there were loads of grain piled up in the homes of Shanxi merchants and officials, being eaten by rats, while on the other side were civilians who were almost eating their own children.

Now is the time of the Little Ice Age, but if the demise of the Ming Dynasty is to be blamed solely on the weather, then what is going on with the current situation?

Xia Lang could not and did not want to evaluate whether this dynasty was good or bad in history. All he knew now was that he found it an eyesore.

He felt that those magnificent buildings were very annoying, he felt that those literati and scholars who sang praises of romance were very annoying, he felt that princes and nobles were particularly annoying, and he felt that the so-called Eight Great Shanxi Merchants were particularly annoying.

I don’t have the confidence and ability to turn bad things into good, but I definitely have the ability to...destroy things that I think are bad.

The burning and explosion of Prince Jin's Mansion spread to half of Datong Prefecture almost instantly, but soon, when those officials and wealthy businessmen rushed out of their safe homes, what they saw was their doomsday!

A huge Garuda bird soared in the sky of Datong Prefecture! Its golden wings burning with flames blew across the sky and caressed the towering buildings.

Then, there will be complete destruction!

The golden gas bombs kept falling from the sky like raindrops, and then turned into an inextinguishable flame the moment they landed! If they touched it, they would burn endlessly, not spreading, but only burning everything within the range!

In an instant, countless wails and screams rang out in Datong Prefecture.

These people who had just hugged famous prostitutes and dancers and sang at the banquet were now writhing and wailing in the flames of self-consumption. They looked at the Garuda flying in the sky, screaming and thinking that this was a punishment from heaven.

"No, there is no punishment from heaven!"

Xia Lang's cold voice spread throughout Datong Prefecture. Whether it was the common people in the dilapidated shacks or the dignitaries who were wailing and rolling in the waves of destruction, they all heard this voice.

"My name is Xia Lang, I am the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty, and I am also the Moon-Enveloping Immortal. It doesn't matter whether you have heard of my name or not. I am just doing what I think should be done!"

"Why, why did you do this!!!"

In the burning government office, a skinny red-robed official was trembling in the sea of ​​fire as he looked at the immortal in the sky. He pointed at him with a trembling finger and asked angrily:

"You are not an immortal at all, you are just a demon who has killed countless people!"

"The rich are feasting and drinking, while the poor are freezing on the streets! This poem has been sung for so many years, and you often say it, but you never take it as a code of conduct. You abuse the people, you harm the people, you enslave the people, and you no longer regard them as your own kind."

Xia Lang did not hear what the official said, nor did he even see him. He just calmly told his childish and pure cognition and reasoning.

But even if he knew, he didn't care. What the Ming Dynasty needed was not paperhangers, and he didn't want to do such a disgusting job. What the whole country needed was a wildfire that burned everything. And he was that wildfire.

As for creating new rules and new things, Zhang Juzheng would do it. All he had to do was make a knife that made him happy.

Xia Lang just kept talking to himself

"The cycle of history is repeated over and over again, but the cycle on this land has never been broken. I may not be able to lead you out of this cycle, but I can... help you start your rebirth in advance."

After saying that, Xia Lang threw out another illusory gas bomb, accurately blasting open the door of the granary filled with grain!

"All the nobles in this city must die, no matter if you are from the royal family or officials. As the price for your disgust, after tonight there will be no trace of the Ming court in this city."

Xia Lang looked at the granary that was blown open, turned his head to look at the people who were looking at him with even more fear, and said lightly

"I... don't have the ability to teach you how to stand up, nor do I have the patience. What I can do is to kill all those who took your things, and then..."

"Go, go to the mansion and get your things back!!!"

Xia Lang pointed at the wide-open granary from afar, and his loud voice echoed throughout Datong Prefecture!

However, no one took any action. These poor people looked at the granaries full of grain, their eyes filled with hunger and desire, but they did not take any action.

Do we blame them? No, people who live under authority will naturally be alienated by authority, and the fear and blind obedience to authority are deeply engraved in the bones of the people.

Why can we blame them? It has always been like this in every dynasty. The people will either rise up in rebellion when they can no longer survive. Otherwise, they will only support and choose the winner.

This is not mean, but just the wisdom of the weak to survive!!!

Xia Lang left Datong Prefecture. He would not incite these people to do anything, nor would he choose to help them do anything. He had already said that he had the ability to destroy but not the ability to guide these people onto the right path.

He could kill the few people who held the majority of the resources, but how to take back the resources that belonged to them was their business. In essence, Xia Lang was not a truly persistent revolutionary.

Then use your destructive power to destroy more of the things that make him unhappy!

Volume 43: Xia Lang's Various Transmigrations: Chapter 42 . [Xiaoao] The more the enemy opposes, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

A shocking news is spreading across the territory of Ming Dynasty.

The news first came from Shanxi, then spread to Fujian and other places, and finally spread to the entire Ming Dynasty like wildfire.

Because this matter is indeed horrifying and terrifying!

A demon who calls himself "Moon-Embracing Immortal" and "Ming Dynasty National Master" is killing people all over the Ming Dynasty.

He first massacred the entire family of Prince Jin in Datong Prefecture, Shanxi, including all officials in the county government and even the garrison captains in Datong Prefecture.

And this was just the beginning. In just a day and a half, he slaughtered all the residents of the palaces of King Yi and King Dai in the three provinces of Shanxi, and killed all the titled members of the Zhu family in Shanxi!

In the face of such a large-scale massacre of royal relatives, the fact that this immortal also killed many more powerful people and officials in the three provinces of Shanxi does not seem so terrifying.

Oh, by the way, Xia Lang also slaughtered the so-called Eight Major Shanxi Merchants.

The Eight Shanxi Merchants of the Ming Dynasty were not as powerful as those of the Qing Dynasty. The Zhu family was not as ruthless as the Aisin-Gioro family. The Eight Shanxi Merchants of the Ming Dynasty did not make their fortunes by doing banknote business, but through more straightforward trade.

Large amounts of arms, tea and salt were traded, and the main buyers were the barbarians and Tatars from outside the territory.

Not only that, these guys also colluded with the Japanese pirates on the coast, and often led them to massacre coastal villages and county towns, and even attacks on government offices were not uncommon.

Or to put it bluntly - the so-called eight Shanxi merchants were actually the main component of the Japanese pirates, while the ronin from the island countries accounted for a small proportion.

Xia Lang was too lazy to look up so much information and deal with so much trouble. He dealt with these businessmen in the same way as he dealt with the princes.

Facts have proved that no matter what kind of bullshit royal power or invisible hand of capital you have, it’s pure bullshit in the face of absolute violence!

It only took Xia Lang two days to wipe out the eight major Shanxi merchants, and most of the time was wasted on the road.

He entered Taiyuan, the base camp of these Shanxi merchants, and gave full play to the essence of Meyer's economics. Faced with the poor and hungry people in the city, he completed the redistribution of wealth by killing all the merchants, opening their banknote houses and granaries, and still letting the people rob them.

Of course, there must have been many people who tried to stop him in the name of justice, saying that the Shanxi merchants could not be killed, otherwise the Tatars would surely go south and sweep across the Central Plains, and that the Japanese pirates would surely make the coastal people of the Ming Dynasty live in misery.

Xia Lang’s answer to this was – Why don’t I just kill them all?

So Xia Lang took some time out and spent a week to visit the grassland - forgive him for not being able to distinguish the ethnic characteristics of the grassland people, but as long as they were grazing and gathered together, he would rush down and kill them all, including the people and the animals.

Not only that, he also continued to set fires on the grassland, burning one piece of high-quality grassland after another into white land. He also made full use of the characteristics of his martial arts to ensure that these places would not be revived in a short period of time due to the high-quality ash.

It would probably only take a few years, but one or two would be enough, enough to starve to death those nomadic people who still wanted to stay.

All Xia Lang has to do is ensure that there will be no nomadic peoples living in these wastelands in the future.

The expeditions of successive dynasties in the Central Plains fully proved that it was not enough to kill the nomadic people by themselves, but they also had to kill all their cattle and sheep, burn their pastures, cut off their water supply, and finally sprinkle salt on their land!

Just like the Romans did to the Carthaginians!

Of course, Xia Lang's actions naturally aroused opposition from many nomadic tribes. So, under the leadership of a Tatar Khan named Altan Khan, they joined forces with the Oirat people to destroy the "devil" who destroyed their homeland.

And then? And then?

The 100,000 warriors on the grassland who were said to be blessed by the Eternal Heaven were completely defeated after Xia Lang killed about 10,000 of them. Xia Lang chased them all the way to the so-called Khan's court and set fire to their so-called holy mountain in front of these grassland people.

Amid the wailing and crying of the khans and high priests, Xia Lang did not kill them. He simply burned all their clothes and stripped off their weapons, then burned all the way across the grassland in front of them.

Xia Lang himself couldn't remember how many grasslands he had burned, but he had checked in at Fenglangjuxu Mountain and also had a friendly stroll around the Yinshan Grassland.

Although the ashes from the burning wood may give rise to new grasslands in the next season, at least for the next three to five years, the grasslands that have been tormented by the flames started by Xia Lang's foul air will not be able to grow any grass.

He also burned all the cattle, sheep and horses - it was a waste, but it felt great.

Ha! He wanted to see how the descendants of the Golden Family would continue their ancestors' migration south without pastures and horses, cattle, sheep and weapons.

I hope that those who live in a wasteland will not starve to death in their own homeland in the next ten years.

The situation with the Japanese pirates was even simpler. After the Shanxi merchants were wiped out by Tutu, Xia Lang took the time to visit several coastal counties. He tortured several officials to find out the hiding places of the Japanese pirates, and then went to Tutu to capture them all.

Not only that, he also slaughtered all the wealthy families along the coast - he didn't know how many of them were in cahoots with the Japanese pirates, but anyway, if he could make a fortune in such a place, his ass must be not clean.

It took him more than a month to finally leave Shanxi Province with satisfaction. But soon after he left, Shanxi naturally...revolted.

No one knows where the White Lotus Sect suddenly started to plunder and incite the people of Shanxi to rebel against the Zhu family under the banner of their Mother of No Birth. The key reason they dared to jump out was that Xia Lang had lost the garrison of the Shanxi court.

The White Lotus Sect was a group of professional rebels who had been rebelling from the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the end of the Qing Dynasty and had never been wiped out. This group of rebel experts who combined religious ideas often rebelled just for the sake of rebelling.

In short, if we get a chance to rebel, we will do it with all our might!

Unfortunately, the timing of their rebellion was not very good. Xia Lang had just left Shanxi and was about to go to Hebei to see the source of the An-Shi Rebellion when this group of people jumped out impatiently and ran directly into Xia Lang's gun.

He flew back and forth without hesitation and wiped out this rebellious cult before it even started.

It was not until he made the first return trip that people realized that in the eyes of the people of Shanxi, he was truly a deity who had descended to earth.

No matter how many people were truly benefited by his actions, at least the people applauded and cheered for the fact that he had taken advantage of the Zhu family princes and those inhuman officials.

The common people are indeed a group of realists who will help whoever wins, but at least in their simple moral values ​​they have a clear understanding of who their real helpers are.

Xia Lang thought it was quite interesting, but he didn't really care. It was only later that he was left speechless when a rebellious force called "Moon Worship" emerged in Shanxi Province under the banner of worshipping him.

Oh, by the way, after he massacred people in Shanxi, his reputation in the entire Central Plains was basically completely ruined.

After all, he not only wanted to take advantage of the royal family, but also the gentry and the officials. Basically, he offended all the classes responsible for ruling this land.

One can imagine how those panic-stricken and crazy guys like frightened birds would use their pens to discredit Xia Lang.

The so-called Moon-Embracing Immortal is no longer the name that people call him. His current nickname is 'Moon-Worshiping Demon'.

Well, he didn't care much. He was going back to the capital now, ready to mobilize more forces to help him go to Tutu.

......

"In the past few days, the Grand Master has been writing letters to His Majesty like crazy, asking His Majesty to eradicate this scourge of yours."

Zhang Juzheng put down a pile of memorials, smoothed his hair which had obviously turned gray, and sighed.

"Wouldn't it be better to just kill him?" Xia Lang scratched his ears and said nonchalantly.

"It's not that simple. If Your Majesty takes action against the Imperial Clan Court, it would be tantamount to cutting ties with all the princes." Zhang Juzheng frowned.

"The fate of Emperor Jianwen who criticized the princes in the past is clear. Do you want another Jingnan Campaign to happen in the Ming Dynasty?"

"Huh? Jingnan? Do you think those things that Zhu Di turned into useless people are still capable of Jingnan?"

Xia Lang sneered. If it was the princes during the reign of Zhu Yunwen, there might still be a slight possibility of rising up in arms and causing trouble. But now, these princes who had been imprisoned in their fiefdoms and raised like pigs by Zhu Di's "reforms" could rebel?

Not to mention the military power held by the imperial court, at most Xia Lang would just have to make a few more trips. He didn't believe that there was no army that could not be dispersed or people that could not be destroyed!

"...Your idea is too crude. Can we govern a country by killing people?"

"At least we can solve the problem, right?" Xia Lang shrugged.

"Besides, Prime Minister Zhang, you were so immersed in the play that you forgot. The one in the palace is just a fake one I made. Whether this court becomes a constitutional monarchy or the royal family abdicates, it has nothing to do with Zhu Yuanzhang's descendants."

Zhang Juzheng's expression froze, then he smiled bitterly, shook his head and murmured:

"You are right..."

"Okay, is there anything else? If nothing else, I'll go kill all the people with the surname Zhu in the capital." Xia Lang stood up, looking eager to try.

"Kill all those people with the surname Zhu, and then promulgate a new policy! From today on, abolish the feudal system, and after three generations, all descendants of the Zhu family will become common people. You can do whatever you want. Maybe most of the descendants of the Zhu family will thank you!"

This statement is indeed correct. Among the millions of Zhu royal family members, there were beasts like Prince Fu and Prince Dai who were arrogant, extravagant and licentious and exploited the people, but there were also many Zhu royal family members who were confined in their houses and starved to death.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang's "far-sightedness" did not allow his descendants to go out and make a living for themselves. Many times, when the local finances were unable to support the Zhu family's royal family, they simply left them alone and let them starve to death.

What? You said you don't want to be a member of the Zhu family? Excuse me, here is the "Imperial Ming Ancestor Instructions" of Taizu. If you don't follow the rules above, you are violating the group training and are "rebellious". Someone, drag me down and beat me to death!