The seed master was very anxious, but Zheng Zhi didn't answer when he heard this, just looked at the seed master and walked in the direction of the unicorn beast.

At this time, I could already hear the call of the generals above the wall, and even more so the hum of the bowstring.

The seed master hurriedly chased two steps, and when he arrived in front of Zheng Zhi, he also blocked Zheng Zhi's way. But he didn't want to kneel down in the middle of the planter, and said urgently: "Your Highness, if you slaughter thousands of scholars, in the future history books, you will inevitably be criticized by future generations for a thousand years... Such as Qin's burning of books and pit Confucianism, leaving a stench for thousands of years... ”

But it was the kneeling of the planter, which frightened Zheng Zhi, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the planter up. Now anyone in the world can kneel Zheng Zhi, even if it is the kneeling of the two Great Song Emperors, Zheng Zhi can bear it safely, but it is the kneeling of Tong Guan and the seed master, where can Zheng Zhi stand it.

Zheng Zhi tried his best to help the seed master, but he also said angrily: "Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, uses the crown of the literati as a urinal. Zhu Yuanzhang peeled the skin and filled the grass of the literati, and the people were full of people who used the words to catch the wind and catch the shadows to raid the family and exterminate the clan. Why can't you kill these thousands of people today? ”

Zheng Zhi was in a hurry, and with a single word, he said something beyond this era. It can be seen how angry Zheng Zhi is at this time.

Naturally, the seed master didn't know what Zhu Yuanzhang and the Manchu people were, but they also understood Liu Bang's affairs, and they were anxious, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Gaozu Liu Bang didn't slaughter scholars like this... The law of tyranny is a lesson from the past. The history books have been passed down for thousands of years, and the descendants are all generations, and this example can not be opened again. . . ”

The planters are different from ordinary people, and they also have extraordinary strength, Zheng Zhi tried his best to help, but he didn't help the planters.

If Li Gang and Zhou Duwen were here at this time, I am afraid that it would be such a move among the seed masters. Even the two will be more intense than the planters. The slaughter of thousands of soldiers is too appalling. These men may not sin unto death.

Zheng Zhi seems to be iron-hearted, and solving things by killing people is really addictive. Today's Zheng Zhi, when facing some thorny problems, the first method that comes to mind is to kill people.

In the face of real weakness, Zheng Zhi can feel pity, such as those maids in the palace. But in the face of the enemy, Zheng Zhi has always been angry, and now the anger in Zheng Zhi's heart is getting stronger and stronger. This is also related to Zheng Zhi's experience in recent years. These literati are already Zheng Zhi's enemies.

Listening to Zheng Zhi's shout, he used all his strength to set up that kind of division, and shouted: "Kill, kill me!" Kill them all, kill them all for this world, and kill them for future generations. ”

After saying that, Zheng Zhi walked quickly, and the seed master felt that all the strength of his body had been drained.

There is a way, and if you listen to it, Zheng Zhi can't listen to other words at this time.

When the soldiers on the left and right heard this, they turned around and rushed to the city, the military order is the military order, kill, no matter who they kill, these soldiers will probably not frown.

"Your Highness, thousands of scholars, it is too wasteful to kill, the grassland Suhan and Ganhan tribes are in short supply of literate people. Send it to the grassland... Send them all to the grassland, if someone doesn't teach people to learn to write, and have any ideas, it's not too late to kill them... These people, after all, are my descendants of China, and they have studied hard for many years, so it is better to come in handy than to kill them like this. The farmer's voice was low, and he was already making a final effort.

Above the city, the general shouted: "Your Highness has an order, kill!" Shoot the arrows! ”

On the other side of the Daqing Gate, the military men who came down from the city, the military formation was tight, and the spears were like a forest, walking forward step by step, driving these literati to this side of the Xuanyou Gate.

The feathered arrows in the sky soared, and the eyes of the planters were closed, and only those wails could be heard. The legs are already weak and paralyzed, so that the slaughter of literati makes the breeders of generations of high-ranking families feel at ease.

Suddenly, the planter felt that he was being set up again, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zheng Zhi, who had just walked out more than a dozen steps, Zheng Zhi set up the paralyzed planter, and said: "Xianggong, go to the city with a certain person to see... ”

The seed master heard this sentence, and felt that the strength in his body had returned, so he hurriedly raised his hand to invite, and said, "Lord Wang, please!" ”

The planter hurriedly ran to the side of the stairs, looked back at Zheng Zhi again, his face was impatient, but it was not easy to say anything to urge, so he had to stop and wait.

Zheng Zhi walked over slowly, went up the stairs, and walked to the side of the battlement.

The scene in front of him was really tragic, the iron-armored spears in the distance stabbed into the chests of the soldiers one by one, and the blood soaked the Confucian shirts, and wailed all over the field. In the eyes of the scholar, there was only panic and running in all directions.

The bows and crossbows on the top of the city were still accumulating, and the feathered arrows were speeding away, easily tearing through the clothes, penetrating the flesh and blood.

Chen Dong, just under the wall, with two feather arrows in his chest, staggered, looked up at the city, and scolded angrily: "National thief, I won't let you go if I am a ghost... ”

But on this entire square, Chen Dong is the only one who can break through and scold like this. The rest of the people, whether they are young and vigorous, or people with white hair on their temples, are mostly holding their heads and running around in a hurry. Some people have already knelt directly on the ground and shouted, and the words shouted vaguely sounded "spare your life".

Zheng Zhi, who was accustomed to fighting, did not frown, his face was pale, and he was silent.

The head of the planter thought that Zheng Zhi took him to the city, but Zheng Zhi changed his mind, and seeing that Zheng Zhi was still silent at this time, he opened his mouth and said: "Lord Wang... ”

Zheng Zhi sighed, glanced at the seed master, and then glanced left and right, before he spoke: "Seed Xianggong, if you want to kill, you think you can't kill it, if you want to come to Li Gang and Zhou Duwen, you probably can't kill it, and if you want to come to Nayan, all the officials under the Yanwang Mansion also feel that you can't kill it." A certain and you each take a step back, and a certain and this world also take a step back. The sin of the scholars lies in their stance and ideology, and in their pedanticy and misleading the country and the people. The merit of the scholars lies in the thousand-year-old inheritance of China and the education of my Chinese descendants. Kill half today, and keep half. ”

At this point, the massacre has begun, and the planters have nothing to ask for, but to stop this bloodshed quickly, and hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, it's almost, it's almost... ”

Zheng Zhi finally raised his hand slowly, and a sentence popped out of his mouth: "Stop, those who are alive are all chained and sent to the grassland." ”

A dozen commanders rushed away, and after a few moments, the bloodshed finally stopped.

Zheng Zhi turned around and went down the city, not looking further. But the planter stayed on top of the city, shouting loudly: "Medical officer, quickly summon all the military medical officers to save people... ”

More than 3,000 scholars, rivers of blood, corpses all over the ground. The one who was going to die was still lying on the ground and convulsing. The wounded are looking at their wounds and wailing loudly. Luckily, he sat on the ground, and the feces and urine flowed.

Chen Dong, who still scolds in the face of death, will always be a very few. More people who read have never seen anything called gore in their lives.

Today's scene will never be forgotten! In the rest of my life, even when I think about it, I should be scared and tremble, and the nightmare will not stop!

The backbone of the literati of the Great Song Dynasty is probably really going to break. The backbone of this Chinese country is being re-formed.

Night, bloody!

Zhu Mian saw Zhao Ji in the Genyue Xiaolou, knelt on the ground, and couldn't stand it for a long time.

Listening to Emperor Zhao Ji hiding his face and crying silently, he didn't cry to the sky, but he just cried low and cried so much that he was paralyzed to the ground.

Zhao Yingluo sat on the ground on the side, her eyes glazed and her tears flowed endlessly.

The candle flame swayed gently in the breeze, making people's shadows sway from side to side.

Long!

Zheng Zhi walked in like this, and his own soldiers stayed outside the door and entered alone. sat next to the paralyzed Zhao Ji, and also sat opposite Zhao Yingluo.

No pleasantries, no courtesies. Not a word.

Zhao Ji glanced at Zheng Zhi slightly, still sobbing with his head, sobbing and shaking his head again and again.

Zheng Zhi opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, in this world, no one is undead. The matter of killing the national thief should be properly prepared and hit with one blow. The literati can't do this, and the dead need to do it. Now in this Tokyo city, there are many blood feuds, there are many dead soldiers, practice martial arts more, and the next time the minister enters Tokyo, it will be an opportunity. ”

Zheng Zhi's words were low and bitter, and Zhu Mian, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled when he heard it.

I also heard Zhao Ji raise his head, gritted his teeth and said: "There are thousands of dead people in the world, there is always one person who can kill you!" ”

Zheng Zhi nodded and said: "Well, if Your Majesty has time, you can also practice more swordsmanship, and the next time the minister comes to see him, he can also wait for the opportunity to make trouble, and maybe it can be done." ”

Zhao Ji nodded again and again when he heard this, and shouted: "Okay, good, I will practice martial arts tomorrow, and I will be a national thief in the future!" ”

Zhao Ji's words, Zheng Zhi suddenly felt a little happy, and said: "Okay, Your Majesty practicing martial arts is a great luck in the world!" ”

Zheng Zhixing said a sincere thing, if Zhao Ji is not such a literati artist, but a martial artist. This prosperous Song Dynasty, how can there be that sorrow in history! Where will Zheng Zhi become the current Zheng Zhi, maybe Zheng Zhi will be in Weizhou, earn some money, have children and grandchildren, and live this life happily and peacefully. Killing Han people with a knife, Zheng Zhi has never been happy in his heart, and that sense of guilt is just indescribable. In Zheng Zhi's heart, all this is helplessness!

Thinking about it like this, in the final analysis, it was Zhao Ji who caused Zheng Zhi's helplessness.

I saw Zheng Zhi untie the long knife on his waist, present it with both hands, and said: "Your Majesty, although this long knife is only a standard long knife in the army, it has also drunk the blood of countless Hulu, and I will dedicate it to Your Majesty today, and I wish Your Majesty success in practicing the knife." ”

Zhao Ji hesitated, reached out and took the long knife, but his first feeling was that this knife was so heavy!

I saw Zhao Ji holding the handle of the knife, pulling the scabbard open by a foot, looking at the cold blade, after closing the long knife, he held the handle tightly and said nothing.

Zheng Zhi looked at Zhao Ji's movements, but in his heart he also knew that His Majesty the Emperor probably wanted to draw a knife and kill someone, maybe this Majesty knew that he couldn't kill the person next to him even if he held a long knife, or maybe this Majesty still lacked some courage.

"Yingluo!" Zheng Zhi's eyes were already looking at Zhao Yingluo.

This sound made Zhao Yingluo tremble, but it was also the first time that Zheng Zhi called His Royal Highness the Emperor like this. Zhao Yingluo's dull gaze returned a little and looked at Zheng Zhi.

"I'm tired of Yingluo to get the pipa, and play a song to kill and listen to your majesty." Zheng Zhi said softly, his words much softer.

When Zhao Yingluo heard this, she didn't resist, slowly got up, and went to the desk not far away to get the pipa.

Pipa song "Suiyang Pingchu", this song, Zhao Yingluo learned from Master Li. Now this song has a new name: "Ambush on All Sides".

Zheng Zhi slowly stood up, paced a few steps in the tower, and looked at Zhu Mian on the ground.

Zhu Mian also seemed to notice Zheng Zhi's eyes, and his kneeling figure hurriedly lowered a few points to the ground.

After a song, I heard Zheng Zhi speak: "Your Majesty, the minister is gone, go north to Yanyun, the Jurchen Koubian, the minister should kill the Jurchen, and come to see him again." At that time, when there were no strong enemies in China, all the descendants of China could live in peace! ”

Zheng Zhi had already walked out of the Sky Tower, and the three eyes behind him followed Zheng Zhi out of the door and watched Zheng Zhi disappear into the darkness.

Zhou Mansion, Zheng Zhi's temporary residence, has been waiting for a long time among the planters.

Zheng Zhi finally returned from within the Imperial City.

The planter was waiting in the hall in the front yard, and when he saw Zheng Zhi coming back, he hurriedly rushed forward, bowed, and said, "Your Highness forgives your sins!" ”

Zheng Zhi didn't stop, just waved his hand and said, "Xianggong did the right thing!" ”

When the seed master heard this, he followed and saluted: "Thank you, Your Highness, if Your Highness is the Son of Heaven in the future, he must be the King of Wisdom!" ”

Among the seed masters, he was the first person around Zheng Zhi to say such words nakedly, even Wu Yong had never spoken like this, so he also heard Zheng Zhi's footsteps stop and asked, "What is Shengming?" ”

"If you listen to it, you will be clear, and the Son of Heaven who can make concessions to others is even more sage!" The planter still bows down, showing a difference between up and down. At this time, among the seed masters, it is no longer the original seed master. Among the planters at this time, there was less pride and more humility in front of Zheng Zhi.

"How many people have lived?" Zheng Zhi has already changed the topic.

"More than 2,700 people lived." When the planter said this, his face was unconsciously a little relaxed.

"How many died?" Zheng Zhi stepped forward again.

"Less than nine hundred dead." The planter replied, his expression became more and more relaxed, and the changes in the planter today may also come from this number of life and death. Zheng Zhi said to kill half and keep half. The ending was not like this, and the seed master center knew that Zheng Zhi finally listened to his own words. This is the benevolence of the higher-up.

"Hmph... Die too little, live too much. Zheng Zhi had already crossed the front yard and arrived in the middle courtyard.

The planter didn't answer, but just bowed slightly and followed Zheng Zhi forward.

When the two arrived at the hall of the middle courtyard, Zheng Zhi sat down, and also motioned for the seed master to take a seat.

I heard Zheng Zhi speak: "Xianggong, tomorrow a certain person will go north, this Tokyo City, leave you and Luda to guard, and then leave 5,000 iron armor, 10,000 party items, and 10,000 horses." This Tokyo city must be firmly controlled. ”

Among the planters, Luda is a perfect match, one is decisive in killing, and the other can really decisively. Compared with the cooperation between Luda and Zhu Wu, it is naturally countless times better.

Hearing this, the planter had already stood up and bowed down: "Your Highness, rest assured, no one can take this Tokyo City." ”

"Kindness and soft-heartedness can't do great things, and the public should remember it." Zheng Zhi reminded.

Hearing this, the seed master hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, in a certain battle formation for decades, where will there be a soft-hearted person. Your Highness rest assured, he should be killed, and he will not be merciless. Even Ruda will not be soft. ”

Zheng Zhi nodded, and knew in his heart that what the seed master said was true. These two people are in Tokyo, and it is impossible for others to make any waves.

"The appointment and dismissal of official posts in Huaixi should be arranged as soon as possible, and while Zhao Huan has not yet gained a firm foothold in the south, he will quickly arrange the official positions in dozens of prefectures and counties in Huaixi. In this way, there is another piece of land. Zheng Zhi was in too much of a hurry this time, and Yan Yun's military situation was urgent, otherwise Zheng Zhi would have to arrange these things by himself first.

"Your Highness, rest assured, even if there are a few descendants of my family, all of them are good, and if they are sent to Huaixi and take charge of several important state capitals, they must be competent." There are already candidates among the planters. The seed family really has a few descendants, the son of the seed master and the seed master. Chong Hao, Chong Xi and others, all of them are good.

After a night of detailed discussions, no matter how big or small, the fish belly was white, and the two of them finished speaking and dispersed.

Zheng Zhi, who had not slept all night, wiped his face, beat his horse and went straight to the barracks.