162 What a wreathing?

Except for Zhao Tian, the king of Chu, who died on the spot, the other five people were put on death row one after another, and at noon the next day, these people would be escorted to the execution ground and executed by capital punishment.

Of course, Zhao Yongqian would not go to see such a thing again, even if he wanted to see it, those ministers also handed over the recitals, begging the saint to take the dragon body as the priority.

Just after these six people were imprisoned alive or dead, overnight, the trees fell and scattered, and such scenes appeared in front of Zhao Yongqian's eyes.

In the past few days, it can be regarded as busy with him, because of the death of these six people, he has too many things to deal with, but fortunately, these people brought most of their troops on the day of Zhao Yongqian's banquet, and Zhao Yongqian found a few good generals, surprisingly unintentionally attacked his unpreparedness, and defeated those troops in batches, and some of them, such as those housekeepers, such as those housekeepers, did not understand until they died, who killed themselves.

But they didn't have much time to think about it anymore, because now they were cold corpses, and their corpses were destined to return to the embrace of Mother Earth here, gradually corroded until they became bones, melting between heaven and earth.

The brows of the general who was ambushed here were a little tightened, and the military advisor beside him seemed to understand his worries, and said to him softly: "General, don't worry, the dozens of people who escaped will not become a big climate, since they can escape, it means that they have this life, besides, there must be some hidden dangers for the prince, otherwise he will inevitably become a faint monarch if he is full of lust." ”

Listening to the words of the military advisor beside him, the leading general felt very satisfied, and his tightly knit brows began to gradually relax.

The order was immediately given, and the whole army returned.

And at that moment, such things happened in the other five directions, which was unexpected.

And it is precisely because of this that Zhao Yongqian can better restore this land of Shenzhou to its former peace.

And those henchmen in those border areas were also replaced by Zhao Yongqian and given to death one by one, which saved him a lot of trouble.

And those lands of the Western Xia Kingdom were killed one by one by the soldiers stationed in another part of the land.

Since then, no one can dare to compare with Zhao Yongqian in that military situation, in fact, the sum of all the soldiers and horses of the five major factions has long exceeded the soldiers and horses that Zhao Yongqian can control, but they are too careless, although it was later proved that their idea was correct and right, but in the end, they still became a cold corpse, and they can no longer be known.

As for the court, Zhao Yongqian is not to mention, using his power to eradicate the core courtiers of those previous factions one after another, and replace them with a group of cold scholars, although these cold scholars don't understand the position they are mentioning now, but fortunately, their memory is not bad, and in less than half a month or so, they have almost mastered it.

In addition, these poor students are very self-motivated, and this time it gives Zhao Yongqian more free time to do what he wants to do.

Although he is still a little uncomfortable so far, it makes him feel extremely relaxed.

As for the families of those leaders, they were killed by Zhao Yongqian's pen with a stroke of his pen, and this time, it was really a blood-stained guillotine.

And those ministers who used to be somewhat neutral have defected to Zhao Yongqian's big faction, after all, they also want to protect themselves, this time, it made Zhao Yongqian feel very happy, and praised these people who know the times as handsome.

And these people only replied with a very wry smile, because they also understood that at this time, the emperor's family was dominant, and no one could control him anymore.

Of course it's impossible, they have all lived a lot of years, even the youngest has been in this officialdom for four or five years, although they don't explain many things thoroughly, but they all understand it very well, so at this time, they defect to Zhao Yongqian, which is tantamount to what they think is the best situation.

And when Zhao Yongqian looked at these people who praised him and praised him every day, his face would always show a look of helplessness.

Although there was no one to compete with him at this moment, he suddenly felt very tired, not tired, but very tired in his heart, as if he was unwilling to accept this fact, but helpless.

As for the family members of the cronies of the leaders of the factions, they were sent to the frontier by Zhao Yongqian, and their descendants were never allowed to re-enter the court as officials.

He understood that if he didn't do this, he would continue to have ministers like this, so in order to prevent the slightest slight, he simply wrote such a law to prevent the rest of the ministers from following them......

At this moment, in the East Palace, Zhao Fangyin and the black-clothed two sat opposite each other, tasting the imperial offering dragon well of the West Lake, they had been living leisurely and comfortably like this for almost a month, and in this month's time, Zhao Yongqian completely rehabilitated the rebellion with a speed that made others jaw-dropping.

Although they didn't know why the saint did this thing so quickly, they had to cooperate rigorously, and for a while, every time they went to the Xuande Palace, Zhao Fangyin would not say a word, watching others make a lot of nonsense there, he felt that this was actually a kind of joy.

Suddenly, he had this thought, "What am I doing to get the throne?" He doesn't know, but he has to send the arrow, he has done so much effort, in order not to still be on the throne?

Suddenly, he felt that he was very selfish, for his own selfish desires, he had also buried many people's lives, many of them were old and young, just for the belief in his heart, in order to protect him, he gave up his life.

The black-clothed man on the side was sitting there, looking at the birds flying in the sky with great interest, he also wanted to fly freely like that, and he couldn't help but feel that the two of them were distracted......

(To be continued...... )