The Son of Heaven was furious, and the corpses were mountains and sea of blood.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty seems to have become as domineering and ruthless as he had been twenty years ago, and the whole of Kyoto immediately entered a state of martial law after the appearance of the three words "Wufangjiao", and no one came in or out except for the central garrison transferred from the Chinese army to Beijing.

And many people in Kyoto were ordered to have a curfew and enter a state of martial law before they could figure out the situation. The family members of the Ministry of Rites and the Dali Siqing were put in prison on the same day, and the Imperial Inspector was interrogated overnight.

Xu Tiansheng commanded the heavy troops, and that night he not only searched the homes of the Ministry of Rites and Dali Temple, the ministers who are closely connected on weekdays, and even all the princes and nobles, and important ministers, and sent all the suspected people to prison without mercy.

For a time, in the early dynasty of this palace, the number of members in the court was about one-third, and the relatives and family members involved and the people who were closely connected, from the three dukes to the peddlers and pawns, were all spared. It's like a complete attempt to wipe out the Wufang Sect.

Many people are persuading His Majesty to think twice, but the people who persuaded were immediately searched again, and all the clues were taken down, so no one dared to persuade them later.

If someone's home is searched, such as the house of the Ministry of Rites and the Dali Temple, the black robe with the symbol of the Wufang Sect and the teachings of the Wufang Sect are found, or if they are suddenly searched, they are frightened and panicked, and they want to destroy the evidence and other abnormal actions, the best one who can be captured and interrogated alive is the best, and the emperor gave the order to kill the Wufang.

Those who have been interrogated only now know the cruelty of the Imperial Inspectorate.

They will use gold needles, or drugs, to force you to stay awake, and all the torture will be used on you, of course, it will vary from person to person.

Some of the interrogators washed you with whips, tongs, salt water and chili water. Some of them pull out their fingernails and then their toenails, and if they can't do it, they pull out their teeth one by one. Of course, these are all very civilized, and they are dealing with those civil servants or soft bones.

There are also some military generals, or hard-nosed ones, some of them are the first, those who have finished asking questions and are useless, they are directly pulled in front of them, and before they ask anything, they will cut down those who are role models first, so that they can be psychologically prepared first, no matter what official position they are, when they come here, life and death are no longer up to heaven, but by these inquisitors.

Others have a bad taste for grabbing those who have pleaded not guilty, first cutting off the suspects' fingers with pliers or sharp scissors, one by one, then toes, and finally smashing their knees and shoulders with a hammer.

There are also people who like to "cook", put those people in a hot oil pan with their hands and feet, and enjoy smelling the fried meat while listening to the prisoner's hobby.

Maybe a loyal and patriotic person can not leak secrets until death, but like Dali Siqing, there are still very few people who can bear their lives in time.

Most of them were still in the prison, tortured to survive and die, so they quickly pulled out the radish and brought out the mud, and in less than half a month, they arrested all the people who were known to be related to the Wufang Sect, plus relatives and some domestic slaves, there were thousands of people.

"Ma Wei, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Xu Hanqing, the secretary of the Dali Temple, Sun Weiyi, the deputy garrison of Kyoto, Chen Rongdian, the bachelor of Hanlin, Yao Dezhong, the servant of the ministry, Qian Zheng, the member of the military department, Liu Changyi, the deputy commander of the palace, and Fu Bowen, the Shaoqing of Zongzheng, ......"

The emperor took a bunch of lists in his hand, and read them word by word on the top of the main hall, and the courtiers below were all six gods and no masters, like frightened birds.

"Okay! These rebels and thieves are all going to be reversed!"

When the courtiers below heard this, they all bowed to the ground, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Those who read their names just now were all executed by me Lingchi, and the rest of the people and relatives were beheaded by me for public display, and no one was left!"

As a result, the bloody atmosphere throughout Kyoto continued for a whole month!

The entire street on the other side of the vegetable market seems to be covered with a layer of red paint, and no matter how long it is washed, it seems to be able to eradicate it.

The whole of Kyoto seems to be like a Shura field, which makes everyone frightened.

Many people in Kyoto may have never heard of the Wufang Sect, but when such a big incident happened and so many people died, this sect that had never been heard of before became a nightmare for everyone. At one point, I didn't even dare to pronounce these three words, not three words together, but any of the three words, and I didn't dare to say it.

A slight chill in spring gradually passed, but Kyoto in the Song Kingdom was like a cold winter with ice and snow.

In the face of the great bloodbath of the Song State, not only did the Liang State not make a big move, but other countries, too, not only did not mock the Song State and reap the profits, but immediately pickled from within their respective countries, although they were not as crazy as the Song State, but they were also very cautious and serious, as if they were investigating a tumor.

Especially in the Wei State, from top to bottom, the whole country is investigating, and Kyoto is particularly strict, second only to Song Jing. All countries are like a big cleaning, eager to clean up, and there is no way to teach these things.

And those who pinned their trust on Liang Guoneng to gather troops to invade the realm, from the anxiety at the beginning, to the back of the heart, and then later, most of the people became white bones. It's just that Kyoto is blocked, and they don't know why the battle of Song Liang, which has been negotiated, has been delayed.

"After decades of hard work, I returned to the pre-liberation period overnight!"

A man dressed in black, with a scruffy beard and a swarthy face, stood in front of the window, holding a wine glass, and talked to himself.

"What are you talking about, big brother!"

Zhou Qiang sat at the table, fiddling with the fan he was going to bring to the old Xiucai in the village.

"It's nothing, it's just that when I think of this emperor, this time he has made such a ruthless hand, this Song Kingdom will have to go back for at least ten years!"

This week, Qiang and Wu Sheng both looked at Li Zhe like this, but they also had a sad feeling.

"Yes, this was originally just experienced by war, and now this kind of thing has happened in Kyoto, this Song Kingdom, I'm afraid it has gone back at least twenty years!"

Zhou Qiang shook his head, and turned his head to look at the fan in his hand again.

"As the saying goes, it's good!' No matter how backward he is, it's also his own country! When this list comes out, we have to do something for him, right?"

Wu Sheng looked at the two of them with a smile, Li Zhe was noncommittal, and Zhou Qiang just stared at his fan. The room was deserted for a while.

"Who are you going to give this fan for?"

Li Zhe's questioning broke the quiet atmosphere.

"This one!"

Zhou Qiang picked it up and opened and closed the fan in a scholarly style.

"Brought it to the old Xiucai in the village, he never leaves the fan every day, I am afraid that others will not see that he is a Xiucai, but then the fan is broken, and he has been carrying his own lantern, tinkering there, didn't he come to the capital this time, I wanted to bring him a new one!"

Zhou Qiang smiled innocently, and then carefully closed the fan again, looking at it carefully as if he were looking at a treasure.

"As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and Lao Xiucai doesn't have a fan, so he can't be regarded as a qualified Xiucai!"

Zhou Qiang glanced at him, obviously thinking he was farting.

"By the way, what do you have to do with that old Xiucai! I haven't heard you mention anyone else except him!"

Wu Sheng asked curiously, and Li Zhe also seemed to be a little interested.

"Harm, what does it matter, I didn't have a father or mother since I was a child, that is, Lao Xiucai gave me food, taught me to read and write, and he treated me as a person. ”

Zhou Qiang's face was still smiling, but there was no sadness, but it made others feel a little desolate when they heard it.

"This is not as good as the saying goes, Brother Li and I, but we also treat you as a human being!"

Wu Sheng's sudden witticism made Zhou Qiang angry.

"Fuck off!"

Li Zhe smiled bitterly and looked at these two little brothers who were like living treasures.

"Big brother, this business in the capital is done, where are you going?"

Zhou Qiang asked suddenly, which made Li Zhe himself stunned. He has never thought about this question, the most important thing is that he still doesn't know if he can leave the capital alive, and now Zhao Yilin is still hiding in the palace, the most important thing is his mother's hatred, he still needs an opportunity!

Perhaps, soon, perhaps, it will be a long time, or maybe, it will not appear. However, whether he leaves Kyoto or not, he will always come back, depending on his attitude.

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe it's a walk around the border, like the Liang Kingdom in the east, the Wei Kingdom in the north, the Xia Kingdom in the northwest or the Yan Kingdom that used to be very close, my life is too short, I also want to break through this heaven and earth!"

Looking at Li Zhe's slightly hesitant demeanor, this made Zhou Qiang and Wu Sheng a little novel, after all, it was the first time they had seen each other.

They didn't say anything, they all counted the good things they wanted to bring home, for them, people grow up the same, earn more, live harder, and have a complete home is enough.

Those things that break into the world and make money, even if you don't mention it, if you mention it, you will only laugh off the big teeth of the people in the village.

The moon shines like water, but the silence of the night is particularly frightening. A girl sat playfully on the railing, humming a little tune, with two slender legs, swaying in the air.

"Grandma, come in! Kyoto is still strict, but be careful!"

A man who looked like an old uncle persuaded the little girl bitterly. But the little girl's face twisted, and she still ignored it.

"Hey!"

The uncle just shook his head, but he didn't persuade any further, and turned his head to get a cloak or something to cover her.

"Uncle Tong Zhen, do you remember, the eldest son of the Jingwu Wangfu family?"

This little girl's sudden words made this Uncle Tong Zhen a little surprised, why did he suddenly mention him.

"Remember, when you were in the big bowl teahouse, didn't you still think about killing someone? As a result, I saw that this handsome poster, who was two or three years younger than you, didn't kill the person, and moved the girl's heart! Hahaha!"

This Tong Zhen didn't care about his big black face, it was ugly to laugh, and he was laughing when he grinned.

"What a girl's heart! It's obviously you, I won't let me move! Otherwise, he would have ended up as a remnant of Jingwu!"

The girl's green silk is like silk, her eyes are bright with water, a pair of lying silkworms are delicate and beautiful, and her eyebrows are looking into the distance, and there are countless romances.

When he was angry at this time, he also looked like a little angry white rabbit.

"Hahaha! Blame me for blaming me, but that kid, although he was young at the time and didn't know martial arts, there were many masters around him, and if he started to do it, he might not get any benefits, but would expose ourselves!"

Tong Zhen definitely wouldn't deliberately let Lin Che's kid live, but that kid, looking at him was giggling, and the person hiding behind him was full of murderous energy, making people dare not approach.

"What's the matter, our Xiaoxiao girl, now I suddenly remember, there is still a person, no result is lost, is it unwilling?"

This girl named Ye Xiaoxiao didn't care about Tong Zhen's teasing, she said slowly: "Do you remember the news from inside?"

Tong Zhen was slightly stunned, he had indeed heard the news from the girl's mouth.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, the operation to exterminate the Seven Star Pavilion was ultimately fruitless, but the Seven Star Pavilion and the four major sects were each seriously damaged, and the bull's nose of the Seven Star Pavilion was said to be in a state of running out of oil.

"Remember, the Seven Star Pavilion and the Four Great Sects have each suffered heavy casualties, which can be regarded as a relief for us, and thanks to the painstaking operation of the Dharma Protector for many years!"

Ye Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Chen's endurance of humiliation and burden, it is indeed indispensable, but the internal is to report good news and not bad news, in fact, the real situation is far from being as easy as he thought, Uncle Chen's plan is extremely thorough, but in the end, he was stopped by two young people, so that the four major factions and the Seven Star Pavilion can survive for a long time!"

Tong Zhen was shocked when he heard this, these four major factions and Dharma protectors, as well as the twelve branches that the Chu State paid for, were actually carried down by two young people.

"Isn't it?"

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded.

"That's right! Lin Che is one of them!"

Tong Zhen was stunned, Ye Xiaoxiao didn't regret it, he didn't know, but he did regret it, regretting that he didn't kill the young bud kid back then. Although now, there is no clue, but a descendant of King Jingwu, with such super martial arts and the courage to assassinate the prince, is definitely a big disaster.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Tong Zhen's face, and she asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Tong Zhen was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything.

"It's not necessary, it's hard to recover, and it's not wrong to say that your decision back then was not wrong, after all, looking at the temper of the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, we were exposed back then, and in the Song Kingdom, our entire organization will also be uprooted!"

Tong Zhen nodded, and he asked curiously, "The other, who is it?"

Ye Xiaoxiao's face sank slightly.

"The new abbot of Dajue Temple, dust-free!

Tong Zhen subconsciously grasped the railing, and his footsteps and breath became a little disordered.

"Dajue Temple, Seven Star Pavilion, descendants of Jingwu, this ......"

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't seem surprised when she saw him like this, she smiled slightly, but she didn't seem to be worried.

"Yes, history seems to have played a joke on us people, but this Seven Star Pavilion has declined, except for Song Wuya and Bai Sheng, some combat power, others, are not so terrible, besides, those two people don't dare to go out of the mountain, otherwise, their hometown will not be protected!"

Ye Xiaoxiao said indifferently.

"Not to mention the Dajue Temple, in addition to the self-abolishing martial arts, there is also a more than successful Wuxiang, that is, the new abbot, and the other uncles, martial arts attainments, are not to worry. Besides, in the Jingwu Palace, a toothless tiger can't be fierce! He Lin Jinchi, sitting in a military tent and sleeping, is better than him standing on the side of the road and killing people with a sword. We are no longer just an ordinary sect, they have not yet been able to challenge our capital!"

These words shocked Tong Zhen next to her, this girl is no longer the little girl crying and shouting to save her father and take revenge.

"Why, suddenly mention that kid from Jingwu Palace?"

Tong Zhen was a little curious, although he had some guesses in his heart.

"That kid, the last time I heard the news was in the Battle of Song and Chu! Even if he dodged carefully along the road and hurried slowly, he should have arrived in Kyoto! The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and if there are common interests, they can use each other!"

"You want to break into the palace with him!"