The former Weiguo Sikou Mansion, as the chief general of the Qin army, Yang Ming, has set up the Chinese army's big tent here since he entered the city.

Under his command, there are dozens of literate and hyphenated people selected from Diqiu City, so that they can complete the various prison books of the past 30 years of defending the country day and night.

In Weiguo, if he wants to support a force that is truly loyal to himself, he naturally has to come up with enough benefits, and these interests do not come out of thin air, and ultimately fall on the powerful people of this Emperor Hill City.

But even if it is a killing, the division that must be killed is famous and has a legal basis to follow, otherwise, it will only cause endless trouble, and killing words is not as simple as just moving weapons.

When the herald from the Qin army appeared behind the closed gates in the city of Diqiu, the people who had been calling for wind and rain in this city walked out of the house with various moods and came towards the Sikou Mansion.

What awaits them?

Since Ji Yuan ascended to the throne that year, the Sikou Mansion, which had been silent for many years, has once again resumed its former function.

When the magnates of Emperor Hill City came to the main hall of Sikou Mansion, they found that they still had seats, which made them let go of their distractions, since the Qin army commander could still prepare seats for them, they should not be difficult people to talk to.

In the waiting of everyone, it was found that the seats headed by the left and right sides were empty, but in the passage of time, the figure of Gongsun Yu appeared in their sight, and then it was their former monarch Ji Yuan, but at this time, Ji Yuan no longer had the majesty he once had, and only panic.

The situation didn't seem right, as the figure of Confucius appeared in the hall, everyone vaguely had an ominous premonition, when Yang Ming walked into the hall, the atmosphere of the entire hall was condensed, everyone even held their breath, the person in front of them was the one who could decide their life and death.

Confucius, the avenger took out a roll of bamboo slips under the eyes of everyone, read it aloud, and as the notes appeared in everyone's ears, everyone understood Yang Ming's true purpose.

It turned out to be to kill someone, for a while, everyone began to get worried, this kind of artificially knife and I feel uncomfortable for fish and meat, especially no one knows when the butcher knife will fall on their body, it is really on themselves.

"Ji Yuan, when the first monarch was invited by you, he was bewitched by the people around him, so he went to Daliang, so that he was imprisoned and died later, is this true?" Kongqi questioned Ji Yuan.

"Yes." Ji Yuan said lifelessly, he already knew the ending, it was nothing more than a passing scene.

"Did you collude with King Wei to set up this poisonous plan?" The hole asked.

"yes." Although Ji Yuan did not dare to resist, his will to cooperate was also limited.

"Back then, did the people in the country who bewitched the ancestors to go to defend the country collude with you Ji Yuan?" The hole asked again.

"Yes." Ji Yuan has no love at this time, he already knows what happened today, everything is just so ugly for the sake of immortality.

"Who are these people?" Holes asked.

"Who are they?" Ji Yuan groaned and looked at the people in the hall.

As Ji Yuan's gaze turned, the people in the entire hall subconsciously held their breath, they had already reacted at this time, this was really going to kill someone, to kill some of them, but who would it be? Who is the unlucky one, or who is the lucky one who can save a life?

"Ji Qiu." Ji Yuan's gaze stopped on the face of a middle-aged fat man.

"Jun ......, Ji Yuan, you are spewing blood." Ji Qiu, who was named by Ji Yuan, said in a loud voice.

Immediately, he made a pop and knelt down in the center of the hall from his seat, but before he could speak, Yang Ming, the master who had not said a word since entering the hall, said the first sentence: "Drag it down." ”

"General Zuo, I have wronged ......" Ji Qiu wanted to defend himself, but he was gagged and dragged away by the soldiers who walked in.

"Ji Yuan, there can't be only one person working with you." Hole Tract.

"Yes, there is more than one, and Fan Yang." Ji Yuan reported a person's name again.

"I ......" popped, and the person whose name was called had fallen to the ground, and the whole person passed out, but he was still dragged away, and the fainting was too fake, and he was really dead to get real ground.

As Ji Yuan called out the names one by one, one after another was dragged out by the soldiers in the midst of crying and wailing,

"Who else?" The hole asked.

"And Wei Zhao." Ji Yuan looked at an old man sitting next to Gongsun Yu in the hall, anyway, Yang Ming's real purpose was just to kill people, he was powerless to change it, and he couldn't change his fate, it was better to pull people who usually had a very good relationship and a very bad relationship on the road before he died.

People with a good relationship, if they die, they are alive and well, how bad it is, people with a bad relationship, naturally they have to be buried with them, in Ji Yuan's heart, he just thinks so unpretentiously.

"Ugh." In a long sigh, Wei Zhao, the old man whose name was called, stood up by himself, flicked his long sleeves, and took the initiative to walk out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

Yang Ming looked at Wei Zhao's back as he left, waved his hand and dismissed the soldiers who were going to drag him, and let him walk out of the hall by himself.

"Next." Hole Tract.

"Gongsun Yu." Ji Yuan's gaze actually fell on Gongsun Yu.

In the moment of you, Gongsun Yu's hairs all over his body stood up, he was not afraid of death, but what happened in front of him was no longer as simple as death, once he was convicted of colluding with outsiders and plotting against his own monarch, it would really be stinking for 10,000 years.

Yang Ming's gaze swept over Gongsun Yu's face, and sure enough, this kendo master who dared to let go without changing his face before tens of thousands of Qin troops had already changed his face at this time.

People, after all, still have things to fear, and it is impossible to be free from weaknesses. Yang Ming thought to himself.

"Let you identify, not let you talk nonsense, so let's stop here." In the hall, where pins could almost be heard, Yang Ming spoke.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Gongsun Yu suddenly felt a sense of relief, and in an instant, he actually gave birth to a feeling of gratitude.

At that moment, he was actually grateful to Yang Ming, the enemy who broke through the country, killed the country's citizens, seriously injured him, and threatened him with his relatives and friends.

Yang Ming looked around at the few people left in the hall, and said in a clear voice: "The case of the Emperor of the Kingdom will be tried by you according to the rules of the time of the First Zhou, in addition to the case of the Emperor of the Kingdom, you also have to ask those people if there are any illegal things, the case files of this Sikou Mansion are a bit much." ”

"Yes."

"No."

"General Zuo, don't worry."

The voice of faithfulness is endless.

After sending everyone back, Yang Ming left only one person left: Gongsun Yu.

When Yang Ming was flipping through the bamboo slips, Gongsun Yu looked at Yang Ming, and for a while, it was difficult for him to associate Yang Ming in front of him with Yang Ming before.

On the battlefield, Yang Ming can be described as brave and fearless, with his own body, with the momentum of ten thousand troops, he confronted him head-on, and made him, a person who had only been defeated once more than 30 years ago, experience the feeling of defeat again.

His personal disciple Jing Ke was originally a person with great talent, and he believed that even compared with the contemporary Guigu heirs, although Jing Ke was not good at strategy, but only in terms of swordsmanship, Jing Ke was not inferior to any of his peers, but he was too far behind in front of Yang Ming.

Even if Yang Ming can defeat him, it is a matter of strategy, and he is exchanging his minor injuries for Gongsun Yu's serious injuries, but defeat is defeat, how can there be so many reasons, especially Yang Ming can hit him hard at the cost of minor injuries, which in itself has proved Yang Ming's strength.

And just now, Yang Ming sat on the main seat, indifferently looking at the people in the hall, every time he spoke, someone would be led to the gate of death, the kind of killing that regarded human life as a mustard, even Gongsun Yu had to feel cold.

But just now, Yang Ming, who has just beaten the fate of countless people into the dust, still has the leisure to flip through the bamboo slips.

"Senior Gongsun is willing to go with me to see someone." Yang Ming put away the bamboo slips, stood up and said to Gongsun Yu.

"In this Emperor Hill City, I'm afraid no one can go against General Yang's will, right?" Although Gongsun Yu knew what kind of attitude he should have now, his words were still uncontrollably mocking.

"Since Gongsun's predecessors have such an understanding, it would be better, saving me a side of rhetoric." Yang Ming smiled faintly and walked out of the hall.

Turning around the corridors of Si Kou's Mansion, Gongsun Yu found that Yang Ming's destination would be the death row of Si Kou Mansion.

No death row in the world is a good place, mess and despair are the only characteristics of this place, and the same is true of the death row in front of you.

Gongsun Yu followed behind Yang Ming suspiciously, not knowing why Yang Ming came here, it was the death row that he filled with his own hands.

With the sound of the cell door being opened, Gongsun Yu saw an old man lying in the thatched pile and sleeping peacefully, this person was no stranger to him, it was Wei Zhao.

Hearing the movement, Wei Zhao opened his eyes, just glanced at Yang Ming, and closed his eyes, and Yang Ming was not much, and sat down directly on death row.

What is he going to do? Gongsun Yu was a little puzzled, and couldn't find a suitable reason for Yang Ming's inexplicable behavior.

"Could it be that General Yang is preparing to personally send the old man on the road?" Under Yang Ming's gaze, Wei Zhao still had difficulty stabilizing his mind, and at the same time, he also had doubts in his heart, not knowing what Yang Ming was here for.

"I know you're not afraid of death." Yang Ming said.

"Thank you." Wei Zhao sat up and said.

"However, dying is an easy thing, and living is a harder thing."

Yang Ming said with a long sigh: "A head, as long as you gently wave the weapon in your hand, you can easily cut it off, but what about afterward?" Not a single life is gone. ”

"I don't want a soldier like General Yang to be a person like General Yang, a person who practices the way of the Legalist, and still has such a compassionate side." Wei Zhaodao, but there was a lot of sarcasm in his expression.