Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The autumn mood grew stronger, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to overwhelm the ink in the inkstone, and the spreading haze remained. `Four or five civil servants walked up the stone steps of the magnificent Jinxiang Temple. At present, a small-eyed civil servant straightened the official hat on his head with one hand, holding the dossier in his hand and walking into the wooden door solemnly.

The group of people passed through several halls, waited for a while outside the gate of Yangde Hall, and then walked in. Guo Shao's head was bare, like a monk, with smoke still on his head, and the two court ladies packed the towels beside him.

"The ministers pay homage to your majesty." Several people clasped their fists.

Guo Shao made a gesture to indicate that they were flat. The **** Yang Shiliang next to him walked over, took a thick stack of files from Wang Pu, and placed it on the case in front of Guo Shao.

The two court ladies lowered their heads and backed up a few steps, and walked out of the palace with things.

Guo Shao flipped through the files in front of him. There were a thick stack of them, densely written in tiny letters, almost all names of people. Guo Shao didn't even know most of the people written on it.

Countless lives are just words for him now.

Between the rice paper and the black characters, the meaning of killing is filled with people's emotions. Everyone didn't say a word, only the sound of the paper flipping with "wow, wow" from time to time.

Guo Shao watched for a long time, maybe Wang Pu and the others below were all numb, but he was still not in a hurry. Guo Shao looked back and forth repeatedly, trying to find out inappropriate places in the file, but he didn't find out anything because the names of the people were almost unfamiliar. He changed another method to roughly estimate the number of people inside. The number to be executed and exiled was not ten thousand, but eight thousand.

Finally, Guo Shao touched his bare head, stretched out his hand to pick up the brush, dipped it in the cinnabar a few times, and wrote on the dossier: quasi.

Yang Shiliang immediately put another imperial decree in front of Guo Shao. Guo Shaotong read it once. It was an edict written by the Imperial Academy, which meant to express anger at the trilateral rebel forces colluding with the enemy country. Guo Shao signed the matter again.

When Wang Pu waited to get the things again, he finally said, "The ministers will follow the order!"

Guo Shao's expression was complicated, and he waved his hand and said, "You go and do it.`"

A group of people bowed out.

He still sat in front of the case, looking at the cinnabar on it, which was as red as blood...The dense handwriting that he saw just now still stayed in front of him, for a while, whether he hated Fan Zhi, the Zhao family, and the officials who were greedy and disloyal. , All disappear like the wind.

But there is one of the most insidious behind-the-scenes who still has nothing to do: Xiao Siwen!

Xiao Siwen, a Liao native, is not only Guo Shao's greatest enemy, but also his|mother's next work! Guo Shao is still ill and uncomfortable. He almost died and lost everything because of his unscrupulous efforts.

The **** breath had just dispelled Guo Shao's hatred, but Xiao Siwen aroused hostility again.

Guo Shao took a deep breath and looked at the map on the opposite wall. When he calmed down, he still felt that he could not mess with himself. He stretched out his fingers at the big picture, as if gesturing in the air...First, he got more horses from the northwest, and then used Liuhua Fort as a stronghold, and the cavalry was a sharp edge. In terms of grand strategy, the Liao country can't finish eating and walking around!

However, what we have to do now is to first resolve the pressure of the Liao army in the west of Liaoning and keep the situation of opening up in the northeast.

...

Outside the northern city of Tokyo that day, the Yellow River was faintly visible. A large group of people were tied into a long string on the post road and tragically driven to walk slowly. The front and rear were all cavalry, and there was a group of infantry parading. In addition, the officials, military commanders, and eunuchs of the various yamen were present.

Under a soil mound, a large soil pit has been dug, and a dust-headed official subordinate is sitting nearby. At this time, officials began to read the list one by one. The prisoners in The Beatles were driven to stand in three rows, still tied together. They were desperate and stood there tremblingly. They looked around on their footsteps. No one escaped. Their hands were tied and restrained. There was no chance of escape.

After a boring chanting of the name, the civil official said, "The criminals who were present were put to death for conspiracy, and the relatives of each family were exiled to Pingxia Xingxing. `Everyone, do you have any objections?"

He was not asking about the criminals standing in front, but about the civil and military yamen present. A crowd of people seconded, no one opposed. So the civil officer beckoned to a teenager, then turned and left.

There are too many prisoners, and the executioner is not an executioner, but a guard guarding Tokyo. The military commander yelled, and the infantry formed three rows, holding fire|guns in line, standing on the opposite side at a distance of less than ten steps, raising their guns.

"Boom boom..."

"Boom boom..."

The gunpowder blast 6 continued for three rounds, and the wind was filled with gunpowder and blood, and there were screams. The pawns drew out their sabers and short guns, rushed up to slaughter the undead on the ground, and then threw the corpses into the pit nearby.

...The execution ground outside Tokyo, where all men died. But outside of Xuzhou city is different, there are men and women of all ages. In addition to the old woman, there are also children!

A gray-headed and messy silk-clothed old woman’s eyes were full of hatred. She raised her head and shouted with a hoarse and tragic voice: "Guo Shao, the ungrateful thieves who are plotting to usurp the throne, the whole family, and the whole family will turn into ghosts after death. Death!"

The civil and military officials around him looked sideways and were attracted. But everyone's expressions were indifferent, regardless of whether the woman's words were reasonable or not, but victory or defeat was determined... The right way is that justice is not in the hearts of the people, and right or wrong cares about strength.

Her voice has gone out of shape, her facial features have been distorted, and she screamed, "One day, the retribution will..."

"Pop!" Suddenly a knight struck forward, swiped a whip, and cursed: "Don't yell!"

The civil official behind said: "Got your mouth and rush to the execution ground." After that, he looked up at the sky, as if he was estimating the time.

The knight turned over and got off his horse, made a mess of dirty cloth, and couldn't help but plug it into the old woman's mouth.

Several officials were still discussing, a voice said: "Her son was a general of the Forbidden Army, he was very strong back then, but after all, there is no such fate..."

An understatement quickly disappeared into the noise. The changing dark clouds in the sky seem to mock the absurdity of the fate of the world.

… The capital and Xuzhou are in a **** storm, and a large number of men, women, and children were driven on the long-distance journey west to Pingxia, making people panic. However, Yingzhou was much quieter at this time.

The officials of Prince Zheng's Mansion have been changed again, and the original officials have roughly walked on the Huangquan Road on the bank of the Yellow River. But the Fuzhong is still peaceful, and no one rushes in to harass.

The newly appointed Xuanhui Nanyuan officials are conscientiously sitting in the inverted room inside the gate... This job is simply idle, and there is no oil and water. If it is normal, there will be nothing to do. But the new official did not dare to slack off at all, because there were no more than dozens of people below the presidency, which was really scary.

At this moment, a bookkeeper hurriedly walked in and whispered a few words in the ear of the chief official. The chief officer's expression changed, and he immediately stood up: "Please! Please!"

"They have already come in, the little one dare not stop."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a man with no hair and a civil official walking in. The chief official of King Zheng's Mansion knew that civil official, who was an official of the Xuanhui South Court, and he hurried forward to meet him.

Laizhi pointed to the **** next to him and said, "This is Duke Yang from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Duke Yang didn't look squint, and said calmly, "An inmate came here, have you seen it?"

Several people were taken aback and looked at each other. The chief official of Royal Palace Zheng suddenly shook his head and said: "No, what father-in-law, the official hasn't seen it, have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it!"

Duke Yang then took out the secret decree and asked the chief officer to check it carefully in front of Xuanhui Nanyuan's envoy.

That night, there was noisy and chaos in the Zheng Palace, and someone shouted: "It's not good, Zheng Wang has an emergency and is out of breath!"

Quickly enter the Keikyu News all night! King Zheng was imprisoned in Yingzhou, and no one cares about it, but his death is a big deal. After all, he is a person who has sat on the throne!

Soon after, the emperor issued an edict to praise the virtue of King Zheng, and he was buried in the former imperial tombs to disclose the news of King Zheng's death to the whole world.

In just over a few months, Da Xu had a lot of life, one after another the highest-ranking national duke, one prime minister, one king, and thousands of people were implicated. The storm seems to have swept the entire Central Plains.

The folk rhetoric is all sorts of weird, and each has its own arguments. The future unofficial history may also have quite a story...

However, there is only one official conclusion: Emperor Da Xu was ill, the three parties colluded with the Liao State to commit a rebellion, and he was put down before the incident; Li Chuyun was poisoned by the gangsters and the other party colluded with the Liao State spy; King Zheng died of a sudden illness, and many royal families were buried.

There is no way to find out who Zhong Li is, only speculation and unofficial history are left. The truth will be buried in the dust like countless past events.

It is the death of King Zheng~www.readwn.com~ Certainly many, many people don’t believe that the death was due to illness at all. The cause of death must be counted on Guo Shao's head... But it doesn’t matter. The former imperial family that has lost power is easy. It is not a big mistake to let him die decently by being used under the banner of others, after all, most rulers will do the same. What's more, many royals did not slander King Zheng's virtue and reputation, and let him keep his status and be buried in the imperial tomb, which is not mean.

It was a cloudy day in Tokyo, and the entire Central Plains seemed to be shrouded in clouds. There are so many dead souls, how many right and wrong, unknown or in vain, the world can never be transparent.

Guo Shaoyao thinks that back then, he was full of passion and lofty ambitions, and wanted the world to be under the sun, to establish a reasonable order, to make good and evil clear, and fair and just walk the road.

It is a pity that after so many years, he has the power of life and death and the supreme authority, but he still makes all kinds of major events so unclear and unclear.

The sky outside the window became darker, and it was overcast for many days, and finally a puffy rain fell, and then the pouring rain poured on the countless palace eaves. Rain water flows along the tiles, and water flows across the tiles. Guo Shao seemed to see countless blood stains being washed away...

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