At the beginning of August, the salute of cannons on the east and west city walls of Chengdu shook the earth and the sky, and in the bright autumn sun, this huge and rhythmic sound covered the ancient city of Shu from two directions.

The first military parade of the Huaxia Army officially began. The Fifth Army entered the city from the west and the Seventh Army from the northeast, and the flags embroidered with their respective numbers stretched out, accompanied by the neat steps of the Chinese soldiers, and marched through the long street full of pedestrians standing beside the road.

The military parade is not as good as the temple fair, there is no flying knife juggling, and there is no dragon and lion dance, but this year there is a lack of large-scale activities for the whole people, and many residents in Chengdu have taken up a position on the roadside early. People waved red flowers in their hands, adults and children, all to see what this strong army that had defeated the invincible Jurchens looked like.

Half of the people joined in the fun, and half of the people have begun to sincerely support this army - the Jurchen has been raging for more than ten years, and the Wu Dynasty has been turned upside down, although Chengdu is located in the southwest and has never experienced war, but after more than ten years, the number of people who have fled from the famine is not a small number. On the other hand, although the Huaxia Army occupied Chengdu not long ago, and some of the measures taken were not very close to the people due to the imminent war, there were indeed many policies that really gathered the hearts of the people.

"Do you see the women?" The Huaxia army's team had already entered the city, and in a tea shop next to the avenue north of the city, the middle-aged scholar who was pointing to the country pointed to the crowd below and signaled to his companions.

"After the Chinese army occupied the southwest, one of the measures was to encourage women to go to work...... In the past, there were also some small workshops here, where businessmen often went to the farmers' homes to collect silk and cloth, and some women worked in the slack time to embroider and supplement the family. However, it is difficult to say how much money is made in these businesses, just because of what the things are, how much money is charged, most of them are in the mouth of businessmen, and from time to time there are some things about women being oppressed......"

“…… Hua Xia Jun, Mr. Ning, started in business, and the Ning family, where his wife worked, was a cloth shop at the beginning. After the Huaxia army occupied Chengdu, they vigorously encouraged peasant women to work in the workshop, and they listened to the tune in a unified manner, and the subsidies were very large. After entering Chengdu for more than a month, I inquired privately and found that these women had ...... before they worked A thing called training, the teacher taught them how to do things, unified the process, so as to avoid the disadvantages of the previous businessmen collecting silk and cloth unevenly. In addition, Mr. Ning ensured that the income of these women was not deducted, and some of them were killed in a solid manner......"

In this way, both men and women in these families can earn money to support their families, and even if it is only a little more than a year, they can become rich right in front of them. These women's families have benefited because of this, and they have done things for the Huaxia Army, and the Huaxia Army has also benefited, and at this time their voices are so high, why? They are tied to the Huaxia Army. ”

"The business of the Huaxia Army is not only in weaving, but also in their papermaking, book printing, glass, brick making, and perfume...... There are workshops in every industry, and the people who enter these workshops also stand with the Huaxia Army...... I am waiting here today to see the past of this army, but in fact, the roots of the Huaxia Army are far more than these armies. ”

“…… I waited for what I said in the past, and Jia is a cheap business, but now I look at it, is it cheap? You give people something to eat, and people do things for you. As far as I can see, in the future, the right to do business should be collected and allocated by the imperial court, not only important trades such as salt and iron, but all kinds of trades should be led by the imperial court, and if you give them money, they will have the same hatred as you. When I leave Chengdu this time, I want to write down everything I have seen and heard on this trip......"

The people downstairs waved red flowers and shouted, and the scholars upstairs summed up the experience of the trip. At the corner of every street, the propagandists arranged by the Huaxia Army were loudly announcing the exploits and achievements of the passing troops.

The newly built Victory Square on the northwest side of the Maha Pond in the city was originally an abandoned house with a school field belonging to the Chengdu Yamen, but it was completely cleared out and opened to the outside world after being widened. It will take some time for the Fifth and Seventh Armies to return to their divisions, but a large number of people have already gathered.

In the viewing hall on the south side of the square, the guests who were invited by the Huaxia Army have all begun to gather upstairs at this moment. This is a delegation representing all large and small forces, willing to accept the goodwill of the Huaxia Army on the surface, An Xifu from Jindi, Zuo Xiuquan on behalf of the Zuo family, Liu Guangshi sent an official representative, and businessmen and middlemen who have been traveling around for a long time to communicate with each other and talk to each other. Most of them come with a purpose, and their bodies are relatively soft, and their means are flexible, even if they can't get anything from Huaxia Jun, they may do business with each other again in the future, and there are actually people who are good friends with Dai Mengwei, Wu Qimei and others, but they usually don't break it directly, and they know it in their hearts.

On the viewing platform on the east side of the square, what gathered at this moment are the famous hotels and Confucians from all walks of life who came to Chengdu this time. This time, the people who received the invitation, such as Lu Liutong, who was a martial arts hero, his son Lu Xiaolun and others, as well as some relatively famous heroes of the green forest, who did not make trouble on July 20, came up after screening, and the rest of the various Confucians, young talents who have recently become famous, also received a batch of invitations.

Yang Tiehuai took the invitation card upstairs, looked around, and saw some Confucian celebrities who were relatively familiar in the past, Chen Shichun, Guan Shanhai, Lang Guoxing...... And so on, among these great Confucians, some of them originally disagreed with his ideas and had quarrels, such as Chen Shichun's mouth cannon party; There are also some people who have discussed "big things" with him in the previous days, but in the end found that he did not do it, such as Guan Shanhai, Lang Guoxing and others. At this time, when everyone saw him come up, they all showed disdain.

He didn't scold him on the spot, probably because he was afraid that he would be angry and shake out more things, and no one would come to beat him, and the literati would not move their mouths. But Yang Tiehuai knew that he had been completely isolated by these people.

His eyes were cold, and he straightened his clothes with his chin tilted, and he was extremely disdainful of the coy attitude of these people. The reason why I didn't make a move is that I see clearly that I can't do anything, and the difficulties in it, fools and fools don't understand, what are you pretending to be?

He looked up at the square, and the wicked people of Ning Demon had not yet appeared. But it doesn't matter......

He clenched the invitation in his hand.

The decision has been made, and there is no other way. Yang Tiehuai thought so in his heart. When those wicked people appear, he will do a feat that will shock everyone.

"Mr. Yang, please come with me, this is your seat."

The soldiers on the viewing platform led him to the back row of the platform and pointed him in the spot.

Ahead, the crowd was talking, talking to each other, arguing seriously, or making loud statements. The old man sat there...... None of this has anything to do with him.

……

The cannon salute at the head of the city stopped after twenty-eight shots, followed by the heavy, rhythmic sound of war drums, the shouts of crowds on both sides of the road, and attempts to throw flowers into the procession.

The pace of the army is uniform, and the rhythm and sound of stepping on the long street are almost exactly the same, even if the soldiers who have no arms, the pace under their feet is also the same as that of ordinary soldiers, many of them have wheelchairs in front of the team, and the meritorious soldiers who have lost their legs are sitting upright, and in their eyes, there is a faint flashing of sharp energy that is enough to kill.

Mao Yishan walked in the team, and occasionally saw the figure kowtowing on the side of the road, for more than ten years, too many people died at the hands of the Jurchens.

The Fifth Army, with 3,000 men participating in the parade, stretched for miles through the long streets, and at the rear of the army, 146 Jurchen prisoners of war were being held in 30 prisoner vans and were passing through the streets of the city. The person in charge of the propaganda gave a general introduction to their identities, and some people threw mud and other objects into it, and although they were immediately stopped by the soldiers who maintained order, a lot of sludge, vegetable leaves, and rotten eggs were thrown into it.

Behind the 30 prison carts where the Jurchen prisoners of war were held, four prison carts followed, including the most vicious Han war criminals who appeared in the war, as well as some prisoners who caused trouble and murder in the southwest rear, two of whom were the leading dignitaries in Chengdu at the beginning.

In the accounts of the preachers on every street, many people recognized their identities.

……

Wan Yan Qingjue leaned on the railing of the prisoner car and looked out.

He had a few pieces of mud on his body and a few rotten eggs, but as a prisoner, such a humiliation was nothing.

Along the way, he was listening carefully to the words of the street preachers, how the Huaxia Army introduced them, and how they would deal with them. Wanyan Qingjue hoped to hear some clues from the beginning.

Unfortunately, when he was in the first prisoner's car, the preacher often just started and the prisoner's cart passed by, so he could only hear the beginning of what the preacher said every time.

Many times, it is not very clear. The crowd on the side of the road was in a fierce mood, their faces were distorted, and they were full of abuse, and because of the occasional flying debris, Wan Yan Qingjue could only turn sideways and glance at those people with the corners of his eyes. He was not afraid of these people, these people were the weakest of the Han people, if he opened the car door and removed the shackles, he did not know how many people he could kill in the past, and he had seen these people kneeling and crying countless times.

It's just a fox and a tiger......

He told himself this in his mind when the mud hit his head.

I'm afraid that these people have not experienced a moment in front of them in their lives. And most of my past half of my life has been spent in the scenery - when I think about it, my heart is calmer.

Bang!

The rotten egg burst on his head, and he reached out to wipe it, it was full of stench, but the expression on his face didn't change much.

“…… Han Xin endured the humiliation of his crotch. The words that the teacher who looked down on the world once said to him sounded in his mind, "Most of those who can become masters have also endured hardships and hardships......

This is...... My bitter ...... As long as you have eaten......

As long as you have eaten......

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War drums are accompanied by human voices and spread throughout the city of Chengdu.

Ning Xi trotted all the way, through the guard on the periphery of Victory Square, through the big drum tower in the west, and into the three-story building in the north.

Entering the small hall inside, Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian, Chen Fan and others were still discussing things while drinking tea. After Ning Xi came in, he roughly reported the new round of vigilance in the city.

“…… From beginning to end, I ran around again, and those who wanted to make trouble, a total of three batches were arrested, and there were no major problems at the moment, and the several districts through which the parade passed, the road was not seriously blocked, and according to what was said before, several key openings were unsealed after walking. Anyway, after the inspection, the responsible persons of each district signed and marked ......"

Ning Xi walked through the city again from the morning, and at this time he was so tired that there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Ning Yi nodded: "Well, the military parade is a passing scene, step by step, and there will be no big deal next, you pour a glass of water and clean it up, and you will go out to meet people later...... On the other hand, I have my own ideas on the militia side......"

He sent Ning Xi away at will, and discussed government affairs with Qin Shaoqian. Ning Xi pursed his lips, then turned around and went out to clean up his image.

……

At three moments, the roaring drums of war seemed to be approaching the square on this side.

On the viewing platform, several members of the Huaxia Army who had arranged for reception and explanation began to persuade a kind of old man and great Confucian to sit down and be quiet, Yang Tiehuai looked ahead, and there was a place to the north, where Ning Yi and the others seemed to have come out.

He stood up, ready to walk towards the edge of the viewing platform in front of him.

Two Huaxia Army soldiers came over and stretched out their hands to stop him.

"Mr. Yang, the time is almost up, please sit down and watch the ceremony."

"I'll just take a look."

"Please sit down and watch the ceremony, it's not good to block others, is it?"

"Haven't you come yet......"

"I'm sorry."

The two Huaxia soldiers smiled and stretched out their hands to stop him, they were strong, the old man couldn't get by at all, although the two were wearing military uniforms, the smile didn't look like a real front-line soldier. And the apology is too casual.

The old man thought for a moment and sat back in his place.

After a while, the first two groups of soldiers entered the square from different directions, almost simultaneously.

The old man stood up again, and after he took a few steps, two soldiers came again.

"I—I'll go to a hut."

"Please, I'll take you, the toilet is ...... below"

The soldiers went down with him.

……

Yu Hezhong sat in the front row of the viewing seat and watched the soldiers enter the square in a neat procession.

Although he and Yan Daolun took over Liu Guangshi's mission, because they did not join the envoy group on the surface, the location was arranged on the same east side viewing platform as the famous Confucian residences.

At this moment, he did not notice the movement of the old man named Yang Tiehuai behind the side of the viewing platform. He didn't know much about war and the army, and when he saw the army coming in with neat steps, he felt a little fancy in his heart, and he could only vaguely feel that this army was slightly different from other armies.

Insiders watch the doorway, laymen can only watch the excitement, here are mostly scholars, and some people in the crowd can speak: "It seems that the spirit is a little different, but the time for this training is wasted on this step...... How useful it is to walk so neatly on the battlefield, I see, nitpicking......"

"After so many years, the black flag finally has some capital to show off, and today so many people are watching on stage, and it is understandable that they walk neatly. I just don't know how long the temporary training has been......"

"The wounded in front of the queue are very interesting, there are so many people who can survive on the battlefield with broken hands and feet, which shows that the doctors of the Huaxia Army are quite good, brother, I have recently seen many places in the Huaxia Army, and they have made great achievements in trauma and bruises......"

"Brother Xu took a peek and knew the whole leopard, and he was ......"

In the voice of everyone, Yu Hezhong couldn't help but want to nod his head in response. Immediately, someone spoke: "The discipline of the Huaxia Army is strict, and the steps that you think are useless can be practiced to such an extent, which means that the order is forbidden in the army." Once on the battlefield and the army orders to advance, the officers and men in the army know that no one around them will retreat, so you are so frivolous, maybe there is an army outside the southwest that can do this to such an extent? ”

This voice alerted Yu Hezhong's heart, but then it was drowned out in the sound of everyone's conversation, and everyone just didn't hear it and didn't answer.

Lu Xiaolun sat on the stool behind the side, glad that the Badao people didn't really open the back door for him, and let him enter the Black Flag Army as an instructor - it's okay to do something else, and if he becomes an instructor, he will inevitably be beaten to death after a short time - so it seems that his father and Badao's side do have some real friendship. I almost misunderstood them at first.

……

Yang Tiehuai, who had finished going to the toilet, walked up from the bottom and returned to the seat in the rear under the "escort" of the soldiers of the Huaxia Army.

He watched as the soldiers gathered in the square, and there seemed to be countless people shouting in the city. Time gradually passed, and two soldiers of the Huaxia Army not far away looked at him with a smile.

People were talking and talking, and occasionally someone looked back, and they all seemed to laugh at him. With his past status, he has been sitting in the front row every time, and only this time he was arranged in the rear......

He looked to the north, looking at the Ning Demon Head, Qin Shaoqian and other wicked people over there, it was they who trampled on the Dao system of the Wu Dynasty, and it was they who used various means to separate the people of the Wu Dynasty, he couldn't wait to rush over immediately and hit Ning Demon Head to death in the face, but how could these evil people be so easy to deal with? They had already prepared and stared at themselves, but it was ridiculous that no one on the so-called viewing platform realized this.

Look at the two soldiers of the Huaxia Army, they were arranged by Ning Yi to come over to deal with me.

No one saw it.

Yang Tiehuai sat there in a daze for a long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath and stood up for the third time, straightening his clothes and walking out of the viewing seat.

The soldier came over again: "Mr. Yang, where are you going......

"I'll go down, there's something, don't look at it." Yang Tiehuai stared at him coldly, "Is it okay?" ”

"Oh, of course, I'll send you down."

The soldiers escorted him out of the viewing platform and then out of the inner perimeter of Victory Square.

At this time, more than 4,000 soldiers represented by the two armies had already assembled in the square, and the vehicles holding the prisoners had also arrived, and groups of prisoners were getting out of the vehicles and lining up in the open space on the side of the square. The streets around the square are almost crowded with people.

The sun hung in the sky, Yang Tiehuai took a deep breath, the sky was sparse, and the city of Chengdu was full of colors, but at this moment, for him, everything was gray.

Nearby families and students had already seen him, and they struggled to come this way from a distance. The old man lifted his robe and hurried towards the highest teahouse nearby except for Victory Square.

The tea shop was three stories high, and if you count the roof, it has four floors. The old man paid the money downstairs, was checked, and went all the way up.

The crowd in the teahouse was watching the movement not far away, and no one saw him at the moment.

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The flags of the Fifth and Seventh Chinese Armies were formally assembled on Victory Square, and after a simple ceremony, they were raised high in the sky together with the black-background star flags representing the entire Huaxia Army, and dozens of military flags with regimental numbers were lined up around them.

Wanyan Qingjue was dragged out of the carriage and led by the soldiers to stand in the open space on the southeast side of the square, where they could only watch from a distance as the flag was raised and the steps of the division were carried out.

A large number of people had gathered in the nearby streets, and they were only isolated by the Huaxia army when they got closer, and some people over there threw mud here, but at this moment, they could not be thrown on the Jurchen prisoners. Someone knelt on the side of the street and cried and scolded, perhaps because he had killed his relatives on his side. There were also a few people who wanted to rush over, but the Huaxia army stopped them.

In fact, Wanyan Qingjue doesn't care about being humiliated, but Huaxia Jun is always so strange, and there is no way.

On the street not far away, the preacher was loudly repeating the movements in the square, Wan Yan Qingjue didn't care, he just listened to the things about his people.

At some point, he finally heard it......

……

The old man walked through the third floor of the teahouse and climbed up to the top of the building along the small unattended staircase on the side.

Upstairs was a green tile, which was still dry because it hadn't rained lately, but it was still too scary for an old man of his age.

He stood on top for a moment.

From here, you can see the open space of the square where the prisoners stood not far away, and you can also see a corner of the military parade in the distance. Ning Demon and the other wicked people must be talking about something contentedly over there.

You will have retribution!

He thought to himself.

In the crowd not far away, their families, students and others seemed to be still coming this way.

He remembered many things.

I remembered the suicide note written in the room of the Xiangwu Guild Hall.

I remembered some of the instructions I had given in my suicide note on how to use the news of my death.

Thinking of the regret scene when everyone began to regret his death and felt that he had misunderstood a great Confucian.

He wanted to step out of the way......

However it is too steep.

The old man looked back at the ladder behind him.

I don't know why, but he actually took these steps on the roof.

It's too steep over there, too.

In the street not far away, the preacher seemed to say something, and suddenly the crowd was in an uproar.

The hatred in the old man's heart swelled up, and he gritted his teeth and intertwined with "too steep" in his heart.

Above the tea shop, people talk to each other.

"What did you say? What did you say over there......"

The sound of "whoa-", "ah-" sounded, and a black shadow with the tiles suddenly crossed in front of him, and then a thump, thump,

The people upstairs poked their heads out, only to find that someone had stumbled and fallen from the roof, smashing a noodle stall cart downstairs, and a wooden stick that supported the canopy had passed through the person's body, so that the corpse on the ground was twisted and blood was red.

Upstairs and downstairs, many people were silent for a moment, and some turned their heads to look at the roof and the ground...... Then, screams began to be heard.

……

I don't know when, Wan Yan Qingjue heard the voice of the preacher—that was the part he had been paying attention to.

But after a knot in his mind, and when the noise suddenly became louder outside, he still didn't quite understand the meaning of the words.

“…… After the Battle of the Southwest, our army has made the following handling of the Jurchen prisoners captured this time after strict screening and evidence collection......"

“…… With regard to these war criminals who owe a lot of blood debts in the long war of aggression, the Huaxia People's Court has listed 146 of them who are extremely vicious and will be sentenced in public today, and their verdicts will be executed immediately! ”

“…… The first of these criminals, Wan Yan Qingjue-"

Wan Yan Qingjue's mind buzzed.

He didn't know what Huaxia Jun would do to him, but some clues had already surfaced in his mind.

"The Worst of the Worst".

…… I?

He was puzzled in his mind, looking at the other people around him, these people can be regarded as extremely vicious, he has maintained the dignity of a scholar from beginning to end throughout the war, and he has even failed to succeed in his school, and has been arrested twice, how can he be a fierce and vicious person?

He remembered the last time he saw Ning Yi.

Ning Yi is a person who values interests, not a person who is easy to kill......

Now that Ning Yi was in the square, he almost wanted to go in and have a look.

Ning Yi should remember him.

The rabbit master surnamed Zuo, and some other people, should have presented their letters to Ning Yi......

Didn't he see it......

The preacher's sentence was quite long, and after a general introduction to his origins, he began to tell what he had done in Lin'an.

“…… Assisted Yan Xiyin and opened the gate of Lin'an, which directly led to the Lin'an Massacre after that...... Soul to life—"

Wanyan Qingjue remembered the sound of dysprosium in the wind that day, the fight in Lin'an City. Many people wanted to prevent the Jurchen envoys from entering the city, and they killed the fake envoys, but Wanyan Qingjue then walked out, and the corpses and bright red on the ground were like the red carpet in front of him.

It was the greatest victory of his life, and he walked to the palace in Lin'an, where the Han people and the entire Wu Dynasty were surrendering to him, followed by countless intoxicating cries and bloody ......

“…… After deliberation by the Huaxia People's Court, the verdict was death. Execute it now—"

The voices around were boiling.

Wanyan Qingjue was standing there, he wanted to say something, he wanted to do something, he wanted to escape, he wanted to rush into the square, he wanted to scold loudly, he wanted to struggle...... He knew that the shackles under his feet did not completely restrict his movements, and there were more than 100 "extremely vicious" former Jurchen generals around him, although they were all standing with soldiers of the Huaxia Army, but they were not unable to resist...... He wanted to rebel, he wanted to start agitating......

He stood, staring.

Immovable ......