Chapter 230: Peace
In fact, Sun Feifei's conviction was even more serious than Chen Yi thought.
She is identified as "colluding with monsters and betraying humans".
It is also one of the crimes condemned by the whole world.
Twenty years ago, when the crown prince ascended the throne, all kinds of punishments in the Ming Kingdom were reduced, but the prince and the important ministers of the court at the same time talked about several crimes that needed to be recoded in troubled times, saying that as long as someone dared to defy the condemnation of the world and commit these crimes, then the world would punish him.
Anyone who kills a criminal is not only innocent, but also has a credit to the Ming Kingdom.
One of them is to "collude with monsters and betray humans".
And it's one of the most serious of them.
As soon as the announcement was posted, the people of Manyun City applauded, and everyone felt fresh.
Such a crime seems to be often committed in the barbarian places of the Three Islands, but in the Daming Kingdom, in the past 20 years, only 18 years ago had a record of punishment.
And on that occasion, it was noted in detail in the file that the offender was greatly stimulated and went insane.
The perpetrator didn't mean to harm humanity, he was just sick.
In this way, this Sun Feifei really left a solid mark in the history books.
Sun Feifei did too badly, and even took Sun Yuzhi and Zhang Rongrong to make people dig up and criticize them.
Sun Yuzhi was also shocked in the face of the sudden situation, the railway on this side of Biyun City was closed, and he could only ride a horse if he wanted to go.
His family is in Jiangnan, and the journey on the road is very difficult, so he can only hurry up to send a letter to his family and let his cronies pick it up.
Sun Yuzhi's friend, Zhou Pingbo and Zhou Gongzi are also in Yuncheng, his situation is much better, and he is very knowledgeable about current affairs.
Since the appearance of the monster, this person has not added any mess, abides by the rules, listens to the command, and does whatever he wants, and now he is helping the yamen print all kinds of household registration materials day and night.
In fact, the Yellow Book has long been backed up, but this time it was unlucky, the monsters encountered spewed fire everywhere, and the spare file library was burned so hard that even the ashes could not be found.
The yamen almost didn't get scared of the problem, and they didn't care about the chaos outside, so they hurriedly worked overtime to sort out the file warehouse.
A group of scholars were so frightened that they hid, how could they still have the heart to help with the work, but fortunately, there were still some people who were a little bloody.
Zhou Pingbo worked hard with some young sons who were literate and hyphenation, as well as the scribes of the Yamen, and even his good brother was trapped in the mountains and forests when he traveled with the United States, and he didn't know until Sun Feifei's matter became big.
In addition to sorting out the yellow books and printing all kinds of them, the only leisure and entertainment for everyone is to gossip.
Sun Feifei's matter is not a trivial matter, so she was naturally taken care of.
Sun Yuzhi also wrote a letter, hoping that Zhou Pingbo could help dredge up the relationship and plead with his sister.
Zhou Pingbo: "......"
Who did he ask for help? Where to dredge up the relationship? The name of the Zhou family is still somewhat useful to say in Jiangnan, in Yuncheng, who knows what he Zhou Pingbo is doing?
Sun Yuzhi was extremely anxious.
He knew in his heart that everything his sister did was for him.
Sun Yuzhi has always been anxious and righteous, good to friends, and considerate to his family, this sister is even more intimate with him, no matter what, he also wants to save her.
"She's a girl, and when she encounters such a thing, she has no master, even if she does something wrong, is it really so unforgivable?"
Zhou Pingbo: "......"
Don't ask him, he is a scholar, he doesn't know martial arts, he doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't know how serious Sun Feifei's sin is.
And he knows that he has a flawed personality, and it is difficult to empathize with others. So he didn't know if Sun Feifei should die or not.
"And there is no real incident, aren't those villagers all safe? Our Sun family can compensate ......
Zhou Pingbo was silent for a long time, and said softly, "Compensation?"
The villagers have been displaced and have suffered heavy losses, and it would be a good thing if they could get some compensation.
Mu Qingyun didn't care about Sun Yuzhi's thoughts at this time, and all the disciples of the entire Cloud City Martial Arts Hall were busy and crazy.
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This morning, the imperial court issued a conscription order, summoning warriors from all over the country to go to the six forbidden places in the country to join the declining army.
Fellow martial artists from all over the country came to support, and Yuncheng became a transit station for this area.
The disciples of the White Cloud Sect also arrived.
Mu Qingyun locked the account book, walked out of the door of the account room, and grabbed Chen Yi, who was about to hide.
Chen Yi stared blankly at the group of children with fine fluff on their faces, and whispered, "Qingqing, I think we should quickly ask Divine Doctor Liu to go to Baiyun Gate to heal the head of the ancestor."
A group of young disciples, not to mention the big ones, those in their twenties and thirties are all above the subtle realm.
But the little disciples, there is one who is not even up to Chen Yi's shoulder, and asked, good guy, he is eleven years old this year!
Mu Qingyun was silent.
The kid screamed, he was going to fight the monsters!
Chen Yi almost wanted to die.
The child also makes sense: "There are no eggs under the nest! My generation of warriors should help the world and save the people, how can we be timid and fearful at such a critical juncture?"
Speaking of which, they live in seclusion in the mountains in Baiyunmen, have not been involved in ordinary dust for more than ten years, and practice martial arts with their heads bored, and their disciples rarely even come to Yuncheng, but this time they came out with their bags on their backs.
Mu Qingyun unfolded Fang Ruofeng's letter and saw that the letter was packed in a square box with a length, width and height of about 50 centimeters, which showed that Baiyunmen's family background was quite rich.
There was not a letter inside, in addition to Fang Ruofeng's letter, there were also letters from these disciples in the door.
The eleven-year-old little man who spoke was called Fang Yinqiu, the son of Fang Ruofeng's younger brother, Fang Ruofeng's younger brother was the old son of his parents, and he was more than 20 years old behind Fang Ruofeng.
This time, the older disciples of Baiyunmen had already gone to various places a year ago, and now that the imperial court conscription order was issued again, Fang Yinqiu stepped forward and led the rest of his senior brothers, a group of children with an average age of thirteen and a half years old.
"The situation is already so critical?"
Mu Qingyun took the letter and turned his head to look at the map hanging on the wall.
The map is provided by the historian's people, and each of the larger martial arts halls in Cloud City has a copy, and at ten o'clock every night, the news from all over the historian will be gathered in one place, and then marked on the map.
The day before yesterday, there were only a dozen black dots on this map, and yesterday, there were dozens.
The news hasn't come here today, but I want to get it, just look at how eagerly the imperial court's conscription order is issued, and even the realm of martial arts is no longer restricted.
If it weren't for the critical juncture of life and death, it would never be like this.
Fang Ruofeng obviously knew more, even if he knew that the little nephew in the family was forced out of the mountain gate with a group of children, and after thinking about it again, he just let the little nephew find Mu Qingyun with the letter.
There are only three or two lines in the letter, and between the lines, it is just a few words - "I look forward to it, I hope for peace."