Revolutions or uprisings in Chinese history could hardly be separated from the participation of the peasants, or in other words, without the revolution of the peasant class, it was difficult to produce the effect of changing the dynasty.

However, it is almost impossible for a revolution with the participation of peasants alone, and although there will occasionally be characters like Li Zicheng and Hong Xiuquan, if they want to truly win the world and not wash the mud off their legs, how can those elegant scholars and doctors tolerate a former tenant to climb on their heads?

Every revolution or uprising, in the end, is just a small group of lucky peasants who have obtained the qualification to win the world, but at this time, if they still regard themselves as a ruled, hostile to those former local tyrants everywhere, it will be difficult to escape the fate of defeat after all.

Clever revolutionaries will unite as many partners as possible at this time to form the broadest united front in the world.

It doesn't matter if you are willing to change your court, then you will be our most loyal comrade and a staunch ally in the march to the victory of the revolution!

Once cruel and sinful?

Who can still not make mistakes? The prodigal son will not change his money!

It is a Chinese tradition that kings and scholars rule together, and it is the only way to govern a vast country.

Although the separation of powers was also a good option to the west of the high mountains, since the First Emperor abolished the feudal system, the emperors of this land no longer wanted to give away their family property to outsiders.

However, the family property can not be divided, but the salary has to be paid!

No one has time to deal with everything, the emperor has sovereignty, and the ministers share the power, which is the only option under the centralized system.

So, as a revolutionary born with mud legs, if you step on that chair with your bare feet and splashed with mud, what do you make the comrades next to you think of you?

Do you bow down to your stinky feet?

Where can such mud legs unite those elegant scholars?

Later historians have given a very decent summary of this phenomenon, the limitations of the peasant class!

The Yang family thinks that they have noble blood flowing in their bodies, they disdain to be in the company of the mud legs, and they can't tolerate the families and wealthy families who have betrayed them and become the servants of the Li family for a hundred years.

They felt that they could govern this huge country on their own, because they did it more than a hundred years ago, and they did it well.

However, they forget that a hundred years can change many things, and the biggest change is not the world, but themselves.

Nowadays, they are really not much different from those mud-legged people they look down on.

The saddest thing in the world is not being stupid, but thinking that others are stupider than you.

Before the incident, Yang Tinghe could be regarded as a hero, especially when he used the foreshadowing laid by Chang'an and his party to successfully provoke the desire of the seven sects and five surnames, which then intensified the fear of the Chang'an magnates of their own sailors, so as to take the initiative to evacuate the imperial court's sailors from the front line.

Since then, Yang Tinghe has become more and more inattentive to those officials in the Chang'an court!

The Li family's imperial court, but Er'er's thoughts are even more deeply rooted in his heart!

When people are arrogant, they are easy to be lazy, the heroes of the world are not enough, and there is nothing in the world that cannot be done as long as they want to do it.

So what am I trying to do?

Mental slackness is just a matter of thought, and corruption happens even faster!

However, in a few months, the wine and wealth left a deep trace on Yang Tinghe's body.

The most intuitive performance, on the belly that is getting more and more round, the original posture of sitting in danger can no longer be maintained, so I have to repair a soft backrest, the whole person curled up in it, the eyes are full of delicacies of the mountains and seas, and the look up is stunningly beautiful, there is a beautiful sound in the ears, take a deep breath, the taste of fat powder, sweet makes the tips of the heart tremble.

Staggering, pushing cups and changing lamps, singing and dancing, and having fun with the people......

Oh, the latter sentence is withdrawn, it should be that Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!

The people in the courtyard don't really care much about the things outside the courtyard of the deep house, at least Yang Tinghe doesn't care anymore.

He felt that a high wall and a door could isolate those troubles, so when Li Yi appeared in front of him, he habitually frowned.

"If it's still those words, you don't have to ......"

Before Yang Tinghe's words were finished, Li Yi walked in by himself.

Li Yi's performance today was a little weird, he didn't say a word, just lowered his head and walked through the dancing girl in the hall, came to a seat in front of Yang Ting and the next head, and coldly spat out a word at the person behind the low table: "Get out!"

The man's face was angry, but after all, he was taken by Li Yi's power and walked away stupidly.

After Li Yi took the man's position, he reached out and grabbed the wine jug in front of him, and poured it down violently, spilling the wine all over.

Seeing this, Yang Tinghe was puzzled by Li Yi's weirdness today, but after all, he was a little pleased with his current "obedience", so he also raised his glass and beckoned everyone: "Brothers, it is rare for the military division to have Yaxing to go to the banquet today, come and come, everyone will toast the military division with me, in order to reward the military division for the hard work of fighting for everyone these days." ”

"Haha, the king is right! The military advisor has really worked hard!"

"Yes, it's time to get some rest!"

"The king should comfort the military advisor today, I think it is better to choose a few good students to serve the military advisor among the beauties in this full hall?"

"Haha!" Yang Tinghe laughed and responded, "That's reasonable!"

"Strategist, take a good look and pick at will!"

Li Yi raised his head, just looked at Yang Tinghe, and said with a bitter smile: "King?"

As soon as he heard this, the person on the other side smiled with a drunken smile: "The military advisor doesn't know yet, right? The king has officially been proclaimed king today! The name is the king of Sui! Today's banquet is a celebration banquet to celebrate the king's claim to be king!"

"Huh...... Hehe......" Li Yi's shoulders began to tremble, and then the smile in his chest could no longer be suppressed: "Haha...... Hahahaha, a great king, what a great king! The territory of several states and counties dares to be called a king?"

"Hahahaha, Yang Tinghe! How could I never see that you are such a stupid idiot!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"How dare you be disrespectful to the king!"

……

Li Yi sneered and looked around at everyone, the coldness in his eyes was so cold that it seeped into people, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

And in fact, this group of people really quickly became dead.

After Li Yi laughed, he lowered his head again and drank, drinking without stopping, allowing those who intended to show loyalty to be chattering and scolding.

And Yang Tinghe, who was in the first place, had a heavy face like iron, staring at Li Yi viciously, looking at his presumptuousness and watching his silence.

At this moment, Li Yi's silence is the biggest presumptuous for him!

Just when Yang Tinghe felt that he could no longer suppress his anger, he shouted: "Someone!"

"Here we go!"

A playful response suddenly came from the door of the hall.

Yang Ziyun wore a light blue dress, and Shi Shiran walked in.

The young man sitting next to Yang Ting pushed away the beauty in his arms, stood up, and walked over step by step with the smell of wine.

"...... Sister Wan'er, I'm ...... My father is king today, and now he ...... Now I am the son of the world! We ...... We ......"

Yang Ziyun smiled, squinted at this person, scolded "idiot", and then waved her sleeves, like chasing flies.

The man flew upside down like a real fly, slammed into the pillars of the hall, and fell to the ground, spitting some blood from his mouth, convulsing twice, and then not moving at all.

The music stopped, the singing and dancing stopped, and the graceful beauties with good faces opened their cherry-like mouths in a daze, making people look eager to take a bite.

The wine order also stopped, and everyone who was still holding wine glasses in their hands also opened their mouths, but the wine did not fall into their mouths, but poured on the clothes on their chests, and they were wet, but they didn't realize it.

There was silence for a long time before the sound in the hall resounded.

"You...... You...... You ......"

Yang Tinghe's eyes widened, looking at his son who fell to the ground and not moving for a while, and then pointing at Yang Ziyun angrily, and said one sentence for a long time.

"Come on, take this slut for me!"

Yang Ziyun was smiling and waiting for Yang Tinghe's stupid words, but she didn't know that it was a dirty word, so the girl's good-looking brows furrowed.

So, the girl's slender hand was raised, and then she waved it down fiercely.

But this time, the girl controlled her strength.

Yang Tinghe's head tilted suddenly, and a mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted out of his mouth, and the blood was mixed with a series of teeth, one by one.

Everyone was stunned again, even the old men who had just run from the back to the front, and they also stopped the urge to rush over.

Just because, the seat where the girl is standing at the moment is at least a zhang long from Yang Tinghe.

So Yang Ziyun turned her head to look at them with a smile and said, "Your eyesight is really good!"

Immediately, Yang Ziyun stretched out her wrist and pointed at the people in the hall, and said to the old men: "Give you a chance, kill these people, and I will spare you from death!"

"Bold!"

"Yang Ziyun, what do you want to do?"

"Daughter of the Yang family, kneel down and apologize to the king, uncle, I will beg the king to spare your life!"

……

Yang Ziyun shook her head with a smile, looked at the old men again, and said with a regretful expression: "Look, these fools don't have such good insight as you!"

"Yun'er, how can you do it? Why don't you treat your elders with any courtesy? Others like you will scold you for not having a tutor!"

There was a rebuke from outside the gate, accompanied by the grinding of iron armor and the sound of dense footsteps.

The middle-aged man walked in, not wearing a black robe, so everyone in the hall recognized him at a glance.

Yang ...... Poplar...... Yang ......"

"Sheep sheep sheep, I don't call it sheep sheep sheep!"

"Yang Xiong!"

"Eh, that's right!" the middle-aged man looked around with a smile and greeted warmly, "Everyone, it's been a long time!"