416. Chapter 117
The sky is shining through the clouds.
The first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into the city, reflecting on the puddles accumulated by the rain last night, and the entire streets of the capital became bright and dazzling.
Red Mist knelt in the main hall of Tianyun Shu.
"Sure enough, I'm not wrong," Jas walked past the red mist, yawned and sat down in his chair, and said with a smile, "I gave you two days, and you see that you girl will be done in one night." β
"Please punish your lord!" Red Mist did not raise his head, but every word was sonorous and powerful, without a trace of guilt.
"It didn't work out," Jas touched his chin, still looking relaxed, "It doesn't matter if you don't succeed overnight, the deadline is two days, you still have one day, why did you come back and ask for guilt?"
"My subordinates can't kill that man. β
"Oh, why is that?" said Jas, leaning forward, pretending to be curious.
"He's a teacher," Red Mist said resolutely, "and his students respect him, and he's kind-hearted and polite, not a bad person, and his subordinates won't do it, so please punish him." β
Jas thought for a moment and calmly asked, "Are you sure?"
"That's what my subordinates are determined to do. β
"Alright then," said Jas, taking a deep breath, "you go down first, and stay in the sky for the next few days to be punished." β
"Yes. β
Hongwu didn't realize that her choice last night was wrong, even if it was in exchange for her own capital crime, she didn't regret it. Because from the moment in her life, she has been flaunting the fire of time and is bound to kill all the evil gangsters and bandits in the world. When the fire saved her, then she has to save more people.
For five days as if nothing had happened, no one came to ask her for her guilt. And Jas was all smiling when he saw her.
Day 6.
Red Mist couldn't help it, and when he wanted to take the initiative to ask for guilt again, Jas came.
"Let's go, come with me somewhere. β
Jas wielded his power and brought the red mist closer to him.
When Red Mist closed her eyes and opened them, the two of them were already on a high cliff, and she was stunned by everything under her feet.
A smoke-smearing, devastated village is filled with heart-rending screams.
"This is the south of the Central Plains, and a few miles further south is the land of the South China Sea," Jas said, "and what you see is the southernmost village in the Central Plains, and I can't remember its name, but it doesn't matter, it won't be used in the future." β
"What's going on here?"
"Behind the small land of the South China Sea is the sea, and behind that sea there are dozens of countries, large and small," Jas explained slowly, "Many of these countries covet the Central Plains and want to take some of them, but the Central Plains is vast, and they need to find someone who is familiar with this place to guide them--Duan Hongzhu--That gentleman, a good man in your mouth, came to the Central Plains ten years ago to study in the name of an envoy, and arrived in the capital three years later, and stayed for seven years. β
Red Mist didn't know what to say at this point, and she wanted to jump into the village and kill the people who burned and killed the captives.
However, it was blocked by Jas.
"Good people and bad people are not absolute, it all depends on your position - if it is a small righteousness, good or bad will focus on the individual, and if it is a big righteousness, good and bad are not something you can see right now. To the inhabitants of this village, these people are bad people, but to the citizens of their country, these people are good people, even heroes," said Jas, "Duan Hongzhu as a gentleman, his students respect him, and he has indeed taught many excellent students, but as a thief country, his students will not still respect him." Therefore, the good or bad of people is not absolute, and what the court seeks is the wish of the country and the country, and what is needed is the person who is in the same heart, as long as your mind is the peace of the country and the people, and the people who are in the way of the peace of the country and the people, then there will be no mistake, do you understand?"
Red Mist heard Jas, but she was now preoccupied with the still poisoned village beneath her feet.
Jas saw it clearly, he pointed down, and said, "This is not only the emperor's punishment for you, but also your most important lesson - stand here and don't act rashly." β
Red Mist finally raised his gaze, turned his head, and asked, "Do you want your subordinates to watch the adults do it?"
"I don't do anything," Jass put his hands behind his back, "and your punishment is to see for yourself what happens to your failure." β
"Why!" Red Mist was anxious, and then said resolutely, "The subordinates already know the mistake, but if the adults don't help, the subordinates will not stand idly by, and more people will die because of this." β
As he spoke, Red Mist pulled out his thin sword, preparing to disobey and jump off the cliff.
"It seems that you still don't understand," Jas sighed, "how could the Emperor spare the life of a villager in order to punish you?"
"Then why don't you let me save it?"
"This matter has been handed over to the Imperial Court, and their people, like us, are watching everything here somewhere, they are waiting, waiting for these people to take this place as a stronghold, gather together, and catch them all," Jas patiently explained, "If you and I go down and make a move, this rabble will definitely not be an opponent, but you are confident that you will be able to wipe them all out at this moment? I can tell you, it won't be all of their men who will come here, so what will happen to the others?"
"Most of them are scattered. β
"That's it, the bandits are not terrible, but the terrible ones are the wanderers with wolf ambitions," said Jas, "and when they will wander around, it will no longer be just this one village that will be persecuted, and if you save this village, you will sow the seeds of misfortune for other villagesβthose who become righteous, do not stick to the small righteousness in front of you." β
"Butβ"
Jas took a step back and distanced himself from the red mist: "I raised you, what your heart desires, I naturally know, if you insist, I will not stop it, but after this, I am afraid that I will take you more than once to see a situation similar to the tragic situation in this village today, the sword is on your side, you choose." β
Red Mist stood silently on top of the high cliff, and after a moment, she slowly asked, "Please make it clear to your lordship, what will the people of the Imperial Pavilion do in the future?"
"Catch them all in one go, and never suffer from them. β
After bowing down the mountain three times, Red Mist stuck his sword in the cliff and sat cross-legged behind the sword, watching everything that happened under the cliff without blinking his eyes.
She gritted her teeth and said, "My lord, my subordinates have understood that they will do the great justice of the country and the people for the court in the future. β
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The sword qi forced Chanyu to retreat again and again.
At the same time, a dark shadow flashed into the pile of bushes that the red mist had fallen into.
Chanyu heard the movement and extended into the mountains and forests, but she didn't chase anymore, because she was now more concerned about Chen Yin's safety.
After a wild run, Jue Yun gently lowered the red mist onto a soft grass.
Looking at her dying appearance, Jueyun's body trembled unconsciously.
"Sister Yun...... Leave me alone...... Go...... Do...... You should be ......" Red Mist couldn't spell out his words.
Jue Yun didn't move, she just stared at the red mist with a blank face.
Everything they had here seemed to have taken time out of time and had become still, except for the cuckoo chirping happily.
As time passed, Jue Yun finally moved, and she slowly knelt down.
If she could make a sound, her cry would be louder than the birds in the forest.