Meat eaters are despised, but it's not just a joke.

However, these people have a lot of land and human resources, how can they not make people afraid all the time.

"Yushitai still has to let some more people down. All sides need to have something, let them do more. Emperor Rongjing muttered.

The greatest use of the Ministry of Supervision in any era is to become the eyes and ears and the whip of the rulers, so as to prevent the bureaucracy from favoritism and irregularities and blind the Holy Hearing. The more important thing about Yushitai is that it can be used as a weapon, so that those families with conflicting interests can bite it by themselves first. This trick is a bit of power, but against the big family, if you don't listen to the call, you don't play with dim sum is simply self-defeating.

"Pass on the money."

"Yes!" Chang Quan immediately received the order.

Qian Feng's arrival was not slow, and Emperor Rong Jing changed a few secret folds to check back and forth.

"Slave Qian Feng, see the emperor!"

Emperor Rongjing bowed his head and said, "Get up!" Recently, the old five have made a lot of moves, what do you think? ”

"Back to the emperor, King Zhongjing has been quite close to Concubine Qi and his family recently, and he is also very cautious, and the servants have been on guard." Qian Feng hurriedly reported the news he had discovered.

Emperor Rong Jing snorted coldly when he heard this, and there was no joy or anger on his face, "Keep an eye on it, but don't startle the snake." How's that going over there? ”

"Recently, the action has been tightened, and there seems to be a sense of vigilance, and the minions are also letting the soldiers below stand still."

"Okay, that's it, I'm afraid my good brother is about to lose his patience!"

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Stagecoaches rotate, day and night. Eight hundred miles of urgency, entering the capital without slowing down, all the way to the smoke and dust, straight into the palace gate.

The Northwest Pingqing Army won a great victory, and all the 100,000 rebel troops were captured!

This time, the Pingqing general Xu Zhongqi successfully recovered the territory of 600,000 square miles in the Qinghai area occupied by the rebels. The main force of the rebels was encircled and annihilated, and the relatives of the rebels, the families of the rebel chiefs and other subordinate historians were captured alive.

Xu Zhongqi, the crown prince, the prestige prince, and the general of Pingqing, led the army to surrender prisoners, and finally rushed to escort the relatives of the rebel chieftains and their main subordinates back to Beijing before the year.

The grassland rebels that once ravaged Qinghai, Gansu and other places have been defeated, and the rebels have been completely defeated in this battle. How long can the remnants of the rebel army who fled to the mountains around Zhuanglangwei in Gansu Province survive under the pressure of the army?

The voice of praise has already sounded. A hundred years later, on top of history, this is also a strong stroke.

With the holy decree of Emperor Rongjing out of the capital, the news of the great victory of the king and the sacrifice of Deshengmen made the entire capital boil. How many years has this been a ceremony that hasn't been seen? How could the people of the dynasty miss it.

Emperor Rongjing, the Holy Son of Heaven, the voice of the destiny of heaven, is spreading more and more.

In eagerness and excitement, the army returned and finally returned to the capital at the end of the year.

The people in the city all want to see the pro-army soldiers, inside and outside the Desheng Gate, crowded with people, the water on both sides of the road is impermeable, and there is almost nowhere to stay.

"The king is triumphant, and the road greets each other, and the momentum is like a rainbow!" Standing on the side of the road, everyone looked fixedly at the army in the distance, laughing and laughing, not afraid of the cold and cold.

On the street outside Desheng Gate, you can already see the military formation. At the forefront was a team of horses, with hundreds of horses striding with their hooves high. This was followed by a sharp-armoured warrior with a spear and a banner sassy.

Strings of captives were tied with white ropes around their necks, hunched and carried, unkempt and unkempt, and unclothed. These rebel leaders, how can they still be majestic in the past?

One of the young men dressed as a scholar stopped his gaze in the formation and smiled happily, "In the face of the Dayong Divine Soldier, no matter how strong the enemy is, he will turn into a local chicken and a dog." ”

What he said was categorical and determined, just like what he saw with his own eyes, and he was proud of it.

Are Dayong soldiers so powerful? More people couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and try to look towards the military column.

In the middle of the array, a great general rode his horse. The posture is as tall as a pine, the momentum is strong like the sun, and a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars under the sword eyebrows, thousands of troops and horses, like arms and fingers. Even if there are warriors in front and behind, no one can stop the majestic posture of that man.

"Mother, I want to be a general too!" A child in the crowd grabbed his mother's hand and whispered.

The woman smiled, her face was kind, she reached out and stroked the top of her son's hair, and encouraged, "Child, as long as you practice martial arts diligently, one day you will be able to serve the Son of Heaven and become a person like a general on that tall horse......

The Son of Heaven honor guard is set up in Desheng Gate, which is mighty and mighty, and it is spread directly outside Desheng Gate. Ring the bell, ring the golden drum, play the cymbal song, the Son of Heaven ascends the royal tower, and the drum music is masterpiece.

Albutan Winbu and his wife, Changma'er, the two brothers of Qinghuang Taiji, and Jiji Zabu Taiji, and other tribesmen, were bound by ropes around their necks, and they staggered and were led to the city. Without scolding, they took the initiative to kneel on the smooth royal road.

Pingqing General Xu Zhongqi took a step forward, bowed to Emperor Rongjing on the throne, and said loudly, "I am ordered to pacify Qinghai, and the prisoners I have captured, I would like to offer your majesty, please order." ”

This voice, like a whip, slapped Albutanwenbu and the others. The prestige of the past and the endless power have long since disappeared. Now he can only bend his body and shrink his shoulders as much as possible, hoping that His Majesty Emperor Dayong, who is high above, can spare his life.

He didn't know what was going to his mind, and his body shook even more. Old age and exhaustion made his brain buzz. The holy decree from afar on the Desheng Gate also became intermittent.

Vaguely, he heard Xu Zhongqi's name. I heard Qinghai, I heard Gansu, and I heard those things that I had forgotten about myself. In the high-pitched voice of the ceremonial officer, there was a chill and a threat. Albutan Wenbu's face was distorted, even in the bitter cold of the 39th Month, he was sweating like rain, and he felt that his heart sank to the bottom.

The edict, which is not too long, has come to an end. There was no pardon, no grace, and the prisoners of war were handed over to the penal department. The book of the Criminal Department is listed, and I ask for an order again.

On the throne, the Son of Heaven opened Chrysostom, "Invade my city, slaughter my people, and plot rebellion, and his sin is unforgivable." There is no mercy for killing. ”

On the high platform, how far can a person's voice travel? However, when the last three words were settled, the ceremonial officer on the side of the Son of Heaven repeated loudly: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

Before and after the throne, four attendants shouted in unison: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

One pass two, two pass four, four pass eight...... The shouts were stacked layer by layer, until the head of the Desheng Gate City, and the three hundred and sixty Yu Lin pro-army shouted.

"No mercy!"

The roar shook the sky, like carrying wind and thunder!

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On the city tower, Emperor Rong Jing looked coldly at those dying figures.

The unwilling crowd struggled, wanting to shout for a favor. It's a pity, how can the people around him make him presumptuous? Grabbing their necks and gagging their tongues, the soldiers held their heads high, pulled up the ropes, and dragged these condemned death row prisoners to the execution ground.

How many innocent lives have died under the swords and bows of these people?

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