At this point, it is too late to regret it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The principle of the potters was to be as harsh as winter in their enemies, not to be merciful, and to use the most cruel means to make them pay the worst price for what they had done.

Unconsciously, more than 100 knives went down, and even if the major artery was still not cut, the blood that flowed out was enough to kill Hong Xiuquan.

At this time, Hong Xiuquan was already dying, and only one breath was left.

"This last sword, let me come." The potter shouted loudly, ready to finish by himself and end the beheading with his own hands.

Shi Qian and Zheng Chenggong, who were relieved, withdrew their hands, and with a grateful heart, they bowed their hands to the potters and offered their bloody knives.

The potter picked up the knife of Shi Qian, slowly walked to Hong Xiuquan, stared at the face blurred with tears and blood, and admired the tragic scene up close.

After staring for a long time, the potter raised his knife to his neck and asked coldly, "Hong Xiuquan, before you die, if you have anything to say, say it." ”

Hong Xiuquan, who was dying, opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the potter with fear and remorse, with a hint of crying in his voice, and said hoarsely: "I only regret it...... Shouldn't...... I shouldn't have fought against you......"

A sneer tugged at the corner of the potter's mouth.

This damn god stick finally completely surrendered, mentally and physically, completely defeated by himself, disarmed and surrendered.

"I knew today, why bother in the first place, it's a pity that there is no regret medicine to take in this world, and if you go the wrong way, you can only pay the price of death, go die!"

With a roar of a tiger and a dragon roar, the potter's ape arm danced, and the blood-stained knife in his hand slashed down towards Hong Xiuquan's bloody neck.

Burst!

A stream of blood flew into the sky, and Hong Xiuquan's bloody head fell from his neck, rolling down the steps all the way from the high platform.

"Good kill!"

"The old thief has been slain at last, my son, your revenge has finally been avenged."

"Daughters, have you seen your spirits in heaven that the thief has finally been killed."

Under the high platform, unprecedented cheers erupted, and the mountains roared and the tsunami shook the world.

The people of Jiaozhou, who had been oppressed and poisoned by Hong Xiuquan for a long time, finally saw the faint king who had plagued them, and their hearts were ecstatic to the extreme, and they all burst into tears.

The potter held the blood-stained long knife in his hand, watched Hong Xiuquan's corpse roll down, listened to the tsunami-like cheers of the people, looked down for a long time, and the bloody knife in his hand slowly raised.

Everyone knew that the Son of Heaven had something to say, and the excited cheers and shouts soon fell silent, and the silence between heaven and earth returned to normal.

100,000 soldiers, tens of thousands of people, and countless pairs of eyes all looked up at the high platform, and the towering heavenly son did not dare to take a breath.

The potter looked down at the people under the black pressure, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "The Hong thief is treason and rebellion, and he has harmed Jiaozhou, I have beheaded him to correct the Fa, I also tell those thieves who are still ambitious, if you have the courage to try again, the flood thief is your end, one of you will kill one, and if there are ten thousand, I will kill ten thousand, and I will not show mercy!" ”

The thunderous sound came from the high platform, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, echoing between heaven and earth, echoing in the ears of every Jiaozhou person under the steps.

The figures of these Jiaozhou people were all shocked, and all of them changed color, and unprecedented awe and horror arose.

Hong Xiuquan's bloody head, the ruthless threat of the Great Wei Emperor's Absolute Authority, like a knife, was fiercely engraved with the word "awe" in their hearts.

In a moment of silence, the thousands of Jiaozhou people fell to the ground in pieces, kneeling deeply on the ground, and kowtowed to the potters on the high platform.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Da Wei!"

The sound of long live, one after another, converged into a monstrous wave, shaking the heavens and the earth, and echoing for a long time.

These Jiaozhou people who were deceived by Hong Xiuquan and were forced to or sincerely followed Hong Xiuquan have deep remorse at this moment, and they are deeply in awe of the Tianwei of the Emperor of Great Wei, and they can only use this heartfelt "long live" voice to express their heartfelt surrender.

Under the high platform, the potters stood majestically, looking down at their kneeling subjects, listening to their long live voices, feeling the deep awe in their hearts, and couldn't help but smile.

Laugh wildly.

The wanton joy, heartfelt laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

……

Hong Xiuquan has been ambushed, the war to pacify Jiaozhou has basically ended, as for the two counties of Jiuzhen and Rinan in the south, there is no need to worry at all, the pottery merchant only sent a messenger, and then the decision was transmitted.

The entire Jiaozhou has finally been incorporated into the territory of the Great Wei, and the rebellion in the southwest has finally come to an end.

It's just that the only thing that made the pottery merchants feel a little uneasy was that after the fall of Long Bian, Feng Yunshan, the southern king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, was nowhere to be found.

Moreover, the potters also learned from the news brought back by Ma Chao that a large number of Jingzhou celebrities such as Sima Hui, Xu Shu, and Ma Liang had fled from Haiphong Port to the sea under the escort of Zhao Kuangyin, and their whereabouts were unknown.

Zhao Kuangyin is one of the four emperors, and he has the talent of destiny, and now he is mixed with Sima Hui and Xu Shu and others, and escaped this catastrophe, which really makes the pottery merchants feel a little uneasy.

But all this is already something to worry about in the future, now that Jiaozhou has been pacified, Hong Xiuquan has been ambushed, and the rest of the matter of calming people's hearts should be handed over to a political wizard like Zeng Guofan to do, and what the potter has to do is to return to the north as soon as possible to solve the crisis in Qingzhou.

Of course, before the class teacher, the potter still has to fulfill the promise of the big wedding and become the groom's official again.

The next day, the sky was high and the sun was shining, and it was a good weather.

After yesterday's celebration of Hong Xiuquan's ambush, the 100,000 soldiers of Longbian City were once again immersed in an atmosphere of joy and celebration.

Today is their son of heaven, the big day to marry the bride Mu Guiying, good wine and meat are enough for them to eat, how can they not rejoice.

And the dragon weaving city, which has been tested by war, can finally use a grand wedding today to wash away the haze that shrouds the city and shrouds people's hearts.

On the same day, the dragon weaving city is every lantern, every household is colorful, those awakened dragon weaving people, with gratitude to the potter, the "liberator", from the bottom of their hearts to congratulate his bride.

In the early afternoon, the grand wedding ceremony began to be held in the palace.

On the golden hall, the potter stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in a bright embroidered gold and red robe, looking forward to his bride.

A moment later, with the support of a group of palace maids, Mu Guiying, dressed in a phoenix robe, slowly walked into the hall and met the eyes of the potter.

Today, she has lost the heroic spirit of the past, and she is full of the softness and charm of a bride to be married.

The potter's heart fluttered, and with a little excitement, he stepped forward to take Mu Guiying's hand, and the two walked into the hall hand in hand.

The moment he held hands, the potter felt Mu Guiying's body tremble slightly, and the system prompt sound of receiving the benevolent point immediately sounded in his mind.

This means that although Mu Guiying can't see her face clearly at this time, she can also think about how shy and nervous she is now, otherwise how could she be benevolent.

Next, under the auspices of Zhang Yi, the potters worshiped heaven and earth, ancestors, and husband and wife, and completed a series of marriage ceremonies.

After all the ceremonies were completed, Zhang Yi asked to send the new concubine to the cave room, and the potter, the groom official, was to drink and talk with the ministers here as usual, and accept their turn to congratulate.

In this way, the ritual potter is not once or twice, and there is no need for Zhang Yi to say, the potter also knows what to do next.

But this time, the potter wanted a different trick.

Because the fire in his chest has been burned, he has long been thinking about the fire, and he can't wait to enjoy Mu Guiying's fragrance, and he can't wait so long.

So, he flicked his hands and said with a smile: "Big guy eats and drinks well, have a good time today, I, the groom, still have business to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

After that, the pottery merchant didn't say a word, and the meteor who strode picked up Mu Guiying and walked towards the inner palace cave room.

In the main hall, the ministers saw that the Son of Heaven did not play cards according to common sense, and they were stunned at first, and then they all laughed in unison.

"I said that the Son of Heaven is too anxious, this bride is also married, it's all meat in the bowl, and I can't run, I'm still waiting to salute him with seventeen or eighteen cups......" Yu Chi laughed and muttered in his mouth.

Deng Ai next to him came over with a wine glass and said with a smile: "The Son of Heaven is the bride's official, and it is reasonable to be anxious...... Among them, the eldest brother of Wei Chi wants to drink, and the younger brother will accompany me...... with you. ”

"You're with me? That's a good hurry. Wei Chigong was happy, grabbed a wine jar casually, and stuffed it into Deng Ai's arms, "Then let's do this altar first, and I will do it first as a respect." ”

As he spoke, Yu Chigong also grabbed a jar of wine, raised his head and poured it clean, as if pouring water.

Deng Ai swallowed his saliva and was dumbfounded on the spot.

"I'm done, what are you still doing stupidly, it's your turn."

"Let's ...... Do we have to drink like this? ”

"Nonsense, hurry, don't grind."

……

In the main hall, the aroma of wine has overflowed, and laughter echoes in the main hall.

The potter couldn't control that much, and hugged the shy and silent Mu Guiying, and strode straight to the cave room.

Mu Guiying was also taken aback at first, she didn't expect her husband to be so anxious, and he completely ignored any etiquette and etiquette, and directly picked her up in front of so many subordinates and went straight to the cave room.

Moreover, he also declared so bluntly that "there is something to do", which couldn't help but make Mu Guiying extremely embarrassed, and her face was red to the root of her ears.

However, there was simply Xipa to cover it, outsiders couldn't see it, and the potter couldn't see it, so she had to be shy, shrink into the potter's arms, and let him go.

In her heart, she gradually began to look forward to what was going to happen soon, and she couldn't help but beat her heart pounding, and she couldn't tell whether she was panicked or excited.

Rushing into the cave room, the potter put the delicate body on the brocade couch and shouted, "It's none of your business here, let's all go out." ”

The palace maids standing in the room, seeing that the Son of Heaven was so anxious, were secretly snickering, and they were busy withdrawing with interest.

The door was closed, the red light was hot, and the atmosphere was in the cave room, only he and Mu Guiying were left.