Chapter 20 Bones are like mountains and forget the surname

After Hong Xiuquan was buried, the gills began to do it...... More:. At that time, Tianjing was the land of the tiger and the dragon, relying on the natural feng shui fortune. So that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was under siege and held out for a few years. In order to leave Hong Xiuquan's soul and avoid the tracking of the 'underworld', the fish gills risked going against the sky, invoked the feng shui aura of the entire city, and successfully lured Hong Xiuquan's soul out.

The uncultivated 'yin' soul could not exist independently, so the fish gills temporarily stored Hong Xiuquan's soul in the puppet. The 'exchange' between the two is completed, it's time to go, Hong Xiuquan made a request, he wants to see with his own eyes what will happen later, and what will be the final outcome of the empire he created.

Yu Gill and Hong Xiuquan stayed in Tianjing City as spectators.

A month after Hong Xiuquan's death. The Tianjing City, which had exhausted the remaining veins of feng shui, was in danger, and the Hunan army ignited the explosives outside the city, and with a loud bang, the Tianjing City wall exploded a huge gap. The Hunan army swarmed in, and Tianjing City was declared broken. The remnants of the Taiping army were so weak that they could not lift their knives because they had not eaten for many days, and they waited for slaughter.

One of the main forces of the Hunan army did not go anywhere, and went straight to the Tianwang Mansion.

When the Hunan army arrived at this time, there was no military discipline to talk about, and the commander Zeng Guoquan ordered to enter Tianjing, and he did not seal the sword for a few days, what did he want. As you see fit! These hills have besieged the city for two years, and their stomachs are full of evil fire, and their eyes are red, and they all say that the Heavenly King's Mansion hides the gold and silver treasures that Hong Xiuquan has looted. And Hong Xiuquan is so 'lustful', and there are groups of wives and concubines in the harem. Gangnam this place. Especially the Qinhuai River in Nanjing, the beautiful 'women' are famous all over the world, and whoever grabs it is not working hard. The latest chapter of しし has been updated

Yu Gill took Hong Xiuquan and stood on a high place, watching the fall of the Heavenly King's Mansion, and the vulgar soldiers broke into the mansion that took more than ten years to build.

Hundreds of concubines committed suicide by jumping into the river. Near the Yuhe, the Taiping ** people who had no time to resist were all slaughtered, and some were kicked into the deep river. Hong Xiuquan has a favorite concubine. There is also foreign blood, who has stayed in the West, and people are not only beautiful, but also speak foreign words. His soul watched as this weaker little 'girl', his wife, was gang-raped by four or five Hunan army heroes. The miserable cry of the 'woman' echoed for a long time in the face of the bloody scenes.

Later, there were too many corpses in the river, and all of them died horizontally, and there was a saying in the old people that the dead fell into the water, and the corpses floated but did not sink, and flowed sideways along the river. There were too many corpses in the river, at least thousands, and so many corpses were all spinning horizontally on the surface of the water, all stuck at the mouth of the bridge, piled up like a mountain, like a huge human 'meat' gate, cutting off the flow of water.

The gills watched silently, and he told me to reconcile the bell, he had been 'mingling' in the 'underworld' and hell for hundreds of years, and he had seen a lot of miserable situations, but they all belonged to hell. On that very day, he saw with his own eyes the purgatory on earth, a hundred times more miserable than the real hell, and his eyes were full of hoarse howls and suffering, and the smell of blood rushed to the top of the clouds.

He could feel Hong Xiuquan's soul trembling. As the founder of a prosperous qiē, Hong Xiuquan watched the destruction of the qiē he created, which felt like all the porcelain made by the 'fine' heart had been smashed.

Looking out from the Tianwang Mansion, the road was full of corpses, billowing smoke, the soldiers of the Hunan army kicked the 'door' when they saw it, killed people when they saw it, and robbed things when they saw it, and the entire Tianjing City fell into a huge smell of blood.

It was a July day, and it was hot, the corpses were rotting in groups, there was a large swarm of green-headed flies, the street was smelly, the corpses were billowing, mortals could not see them, and the gills of the fish could be seen clearly, and the whole city was shrouded in a layer of oppressive breath, which was made up of countless 'yin' souls, and it was a myriad of miserable human faces tangled together.

At that moment, the gills suddenly had an epiphany.

He saw the worst scene in the world, and the occurrence of this scene was very closely related to him. If it weren't for his 'selfishness' and 'desire', 'private' used the feng shui of Tianjing City to attract Hong Xiuquan's soul, maybe the result would be a little better.

He had been entangled and guilty, but in an instant he understood that feng shui could not withstand the fortune, and it was a matter of time before Tianjing City broke, which was nothing more than the difference between more dead people and fewer dead people. The countless grievances in front of him, the boundless grievances, turned out to be created by himself, and he suddenly had a kind of pleasure that people were not poisoned and howled to the sky.

This also 'stimulated' his interest in exploring life.

What is the hell about human life? Don't look at his wandering in the 'yin' and yang worlds, all he can see are phenomena, and he now wants to explore the essence of life.

There is no way to count how many people died in Tianjing City, Lao Zeng's family and diary records that hundreds of thousands died, but there are experts who have verified that in the later period of Tianjing, there are only 30,000 or 40,000 people in the city, and 10,000 are still Taiping Army. But anyway, there are tens of thousands of people killed in the slaughter of the city.

The heads of the people killed by the Hunan army were rolling, the blood was flowing like rivers, and fires abounded.

What interests them the most is the Heavenly King's Mansion.

There was also an internal bar between the generals of the Hunan army in order to enter the Tianwang Mansion, and later an agreement was reached that whoever searched it would be whoever. At that time, the slogan was, rob the 'woman' and rob the treasure.

The Tianwang Mansion is too big, and it takes more than ten years to cultivate alone, and tens of thousands of people have to work in shifts to dig a 'flower' garden. There is a beautiful legend in the Hunan army that Hong Xiuquan does not sleep on an ordinary wooden plank 'bed', but on a golden 'bed'. Made of gold, it is inlaid with rare treasures, and it sparkles at night, reflecting the whole wall in a multicolored color. Playing with a 'woman' on this 'bed' is simply the most enjoyable thing in the world.

Of course, this 'bed' was reserved for a big official like Zeng Guoquan of Zeng Guofan, but whoever wants to find out first can just pick out one or two gems on it, which is enough for three generations to eat.

The main force of the Hunan army flocked into the Tianwang Mansion, searched house by house, and dug three feet into the ground.

Those armies that are not the main force, such a big 'meat' as the Heavenly King's Mansion can't be eaten, so they have no choice but to rush into other palaces and grab a black miasma.

Hong Xiuquan said to the gills that fortunately he had died a long time ago, otherwise he would have vomited blood in anger.

The Qing army came from behind, entered the Tianwang Mansion, and saw that the Hunan army had already robbed a 'fine' light, and there was no 'hair' left, and they were angry. A small boss found an old palace 'girl' from a secret closet, who looked like she was in her forties. The little leader was unappetizing, pulled out the saber, and slashed at the neck of the old palace 'girl'.

The 'girl' of the old palace was so frightened that she screamed, saying that she knew a big secret and hoped not to kill her.

The little boss asks what the secret is.

The 'woman' of the old palace trembled with fright, and stumbled and said, I know where the body of King Hong Tianwang is buried.

This is a great merit, the little boss did not dare to hide his 'private', and hurriedly grabbed the 'woman' of the old palace to report to the senior officials, Zeng Guoquan personally came to the scene, transferred the Hunan army's 'elite' Ying, gathered in the backyard, and began to excavate.

Hong Xiuquan's 'yin' soul looked at this qiē from the eaves, and the gills of the fish squatted at the high corners of the eaves, looking down.

Hong Xiuquan begged for the gills bitterly, he knew that his body was dug up, and it would definitely not be good. Since ancient times, when treating a 'chaotic' minister and thief like him, there is only one end for the corpse, and the bones are scattered. Maybe the Hunan army used some evil method to seal his body in a fierce place, so that his soul would suffer forever.

The gills of the fish did not move, and he was quite interested to see what would happen, and he told Hong Xiuquan, if you take a good look, you will appreciate the beauty of impermanence.

Hong Xiuquan's corpse is of little use to the gills, and the soul has been 'withdrawn' away, leaving only a pair of skins.

When the body was dug up, the yellow silk was stripped off, and layers of white cloth were wrapped, and Hong Xiuquan was 'revealed'. He hasn't rotted yet, and the generals of the Hunan army are surprised to see it, and the 'women' of the palace have already been 'handed over' at the time of his death, and they died on June 1st. It's July 30th, two whole months, buried in the ground for so long, it's still so hot, the body is not rotten, and the face is lifelike, which has some meaning.

Hong Xiuquan looked at his corpse, didn't make a sound, didn't know what to think. A generation of heavenly kings, swept the world, and finally ended up like this.

When Hong Xiuquan's body was dug up, he had no hair, a bare head, and a few whiskers on his chin were scattered with a few whiskers. Zeng Guoquan asked the master beside him, what is the punishment for 'chaotic' ministers and thieves?

The master said that Ling Chi was executed, and he was not allowed to breathe for three days and three nights.

Zeng Guoquan nodded and said, that's it.

In front of the 'gate' of the Tianwang Mansion, there was a large stage with a wooden stake erected on it, and Hong Xiuquan's body was tied to it with a rope.

There are talents in the Hunan army, a family of executioners, and their ancestors specialize in 'doors' to cut off living people, and their skills are all passed down from ancestors. The old man took a razor and a basin of water and began to cut Hong Xiuquan's body. Hong Xiuquan's 'yin' soul was watching from above, and he couldn't bear to see himself being trampled so badly, and he wanted to return to the puppet, but was stopped by the gills. The gills forced him to watch how his corpse was humiliated.

After chopping for half an hour, Qiu Ba below was already tired of seeing it. Zeng Guoquan saw it, and the meaning was enough, and with an order, the generals rushed to the stage with swords and swords, one person and one knife, chopping Hong Xiuquan's body into 'meat' sauce.

Zeng Guoquan was still not addicted to it, so he burned it with fire.

Hong Xiuquan's body was burned to ashes. And that's not all. Zeng Guoquan ordered to fill all Hong Xiuquan's ashes into the cannon, and the muzzle of the cannon was facing the sky and the cannon was fired.

With a huge cannon roar, Hong Xiuquan was sent to heaven, and the bones of the explosion were gone, and the ashes were scattered one after another, and they were long gone.

The things were almost robbed, and Zeng Guoquan gave an order: burn down the Heavenly King's Mansion.

The fire was blazing, it was originally a wooden structure, and it burned like a mountain of flames, and under the fire, there was nothing to do, and the fire of seven days and seven nights burned the Tianwang Mansion, which had been built for fourteen years, into a rubble field.

Ten years of magnificent Tianwang Mansion turned into a wild pigeon flying in the wilderness.

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