Liang Qiao knelt down and bowed: "My lord, I am loyal to my lord. I have long been dissatisfied with those wealthy families who are doing lawless things and speaking from my heart. I often look at the moon and sigh with joy, and I can't sleep at night. I have long wanted to kill them all, but I am not strong enough.
Fortunately, my lord is here to restore the Qing Ming Dynasty to Wuling. I, Liangqiao, will support my lord wholeheartedly and vigorously carry out the policies of the Four Imperial Examinations, the Land Order, and the Price Limit Order. My lord's talents and strategies will shine through the history and will be immortalized forever."
"It shines brightly in history and will last forever." After being reminded by Liang Qiao, other officials in Wuling came to their senses and shouted together. Although their voices were stiff, they did not lose their loudness.
Liu Zhang laughed loudly: "Great, my Liangqiao is better than the great ancestor Xiao He. However, in order to show your loyalty, you still need to do a small thing for me, which is called a petition."
"A petition?" All the officials looked at each other.
Liu Zhang raised his hand, and Zhang Ren immediately shouted: "Stop the execution."
Liu Zhang led the officials to the wealthy families who had not been beheaded and walked among the corpses. The officials wanted to avoid stepping on the blood, but there was no place to step. Some officials vomited on the spot.
Liu Zhang pointed at the wealthy children who huddled together with frightened and distracted eyes, and said to the officials: "You take a knife and kill eight prisoners of different races each. Oh, forget it, just kill five. Wu Ling
The city is small and there are not that many wealthy families, so this is your certificate of surrender."
More than twenty soldiers came forward with broad-bladed knives, and the officials took them tremblingly. The soldiers escorted the wealthy children in front of them. The officials held the knives, their whole bodies were trembling and twitching, but they could not remove their hands.
The north wind was blowing, everything was quiet, and the wind blew into the large robes and made a hunting sound. The Wuling official stood motionless with a knife, his lips, fingers, and calves trembling in the wind.
"Ah, I'm going crazy." An official suddenly shouted, looking at his own head with frightened eyes. Unexpectedly, this head was the one he once knew. His head suddenly went blank, and he threw the knife.
He ran, but before he could even take two steps, a sharp arrow hit him in the back of his neck, and he fell into a pile of corpses.
The official was frightened, Liang Qiao's old face trembled, he held the handle of the knife tightly, he was cruel, gritted his teeth, and finally swung it down with his eyes closed, but the force was deflected, and he hit the middle prisoner on the face, his skull was hard, and the knife got stuck.
On the prisoner's face, the prisoner screamed repeatedly, but did not die. Liang Qiao seemed to have seen a ghost. He took off the big knife and slumped down on a corpse, never to get up again.
The prisoner was writhing on the ground with a machete, howling miserably. An official couldn't stand the tragic scene and fainted. Liu Zhang pressed his chest with one hand and said in a deep voice: "Pour a basin of cold water on it. If you don't wake up, kill him on the spot."
Already."
When Liang Qiao heard this, he stood up and summoned up all his courage to retrieve the sword. The blood flowed away and the prisoner finally died. Under the leadership of Liang Qiao, other officials finally made up their mind and clenched their hands.
With the big knife, the remaining prisoners were so frightened that they lost consciousness. Except for those who fainted, they all looked at the big knife approaching them with empty eyes.
"Sir, please forgive me." A sudden voice sounded from among the prisoners. The owner's voice was hoarse. It could be heard that he was using all his strength after being extremely frightened: "Sir, please spare your life. I am Liao Li, a citizen of Shu. I am Yi.
A native of the state."
Liu Zhang looked over with cold eyes. A young man in his twenties, with messy hair and a blue face, looked at Liu Zhang expectantly.
"Liao Li? What the hell?" Liu Zhang asked Yan Yan next to him in confusion.
Yan Yan thought for a while and shook her head. Fa Zheng on the other side said: "Back when the ghost festival was held to worship heaven, at night on Elm Street, a family member said that a wealthy family left Yizhou before the lord worshiped heaven. Among them was the Liao family who moved to Wuling.
I wonder if this is Liao Li’s family.”
"Oh, I remember." Liu Zhang patted his forehead. He still remembered that a chubby family member said this while playing mahjong. He turned around and said to Liao Li kindly: "You, the Liao family, are the ones who held the Ghost Festival back then."
Did you move out of Yizhou the night before?"
"Yes, yes." When Liao Li saw that Liu Zhang had remembered it and had a kind face, he immediately nodded hurriedly: "I didn't know your lord's talent and strategy at the beginning. After I arrived in Wuling, I repented day and night. If your lord is willing to let my Liao family go, I will
The Liao family will tie the knot, move all the industries in Jiangdong and Wuling to Yizhou, and fully support the new policy of the Lord."
"Well, the prodigal son returns with gold." Liu Zhang nodded and muttered: "Liao Li, you are really loyal, but I was afraid of letting you go, so you fled to Jiangdong. So, I will go to hell to carry out the crime."
New Deal, you go help me explore the way."
Liao Li's face suddenly changed color.
Liu Zhang turned around and walked towards the high platform, saying as he walked: "The Liao family will be executed first. I hate sitting on the wall and speculating most in my life."
Liu Zhang sat back on the main seat and looked straight ahead. Xiao Furong was drinking from a jar of wine with one hand. Suddenly she felt her little hand being held tightly by Liu Zhang. She was stunned for a moment and felt Liu Zhang's strong hold on her hand. Xiao Furong looked at it.
Looking at Liu Zhang, she saw that his expression was calm, but the strength in his hand came. Xiao Furong knew that Liu Zhang was suffering, so she silently grabbed Liu Zhang's hand and continued to drink and eat with her other hand.
After the officials finished killing the people, their faces were as white as snow and they could not even stand firm. The generals were better, but the literati felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and all their previous moral and ethical values collapsed at this time.
"There is a singing and dancing bonfire waiting for everyone behind, so I won't accompany you and will go ahead first."
Liu Zhang stood up, Xiao Furong hurriedly abandoned the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the sword and stood up. With a little force on his hands, he and Liu Zhang left the main seat holding hands and walked to the door of the stage. Liu Zhang stopped and said to Zhang Ren: "Bring the rich family to the throne."
The wealthy female relatives of the family rewarded the three armies, and the grain was confiscated."
Zhang Ren hesitated for a moment, held his sword and replied: "Yes."
After Liu Zhang finished speaking, he did not stop and walked out of the official dam with Xiao Furong. In the eyes of the Wuling officials, they only thought that Liu Zhang was too scary. He had killed so many people and yet he could be so calm and calm, holding the hands of his wives and concubines.
Leaving the execution ground calmly, infinite fear arose in their hearts. Now, let alone the guards being recruited, all the wealthy families had been executed, and they had no capital to rebel. Even if they were given 10,000 troops, they would not dare to rebel.
"You should get some sleep." As soon as she arrived at the county room, Xiao Furong immediately supported Liu Zhang with both hands. Liu Zhang pressed his forehead tightly with his fingers, closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously: "It's okay, I can't sleep, there are still some things to do.
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Liu Zhang's illness was seen by Zhang Zhongjing. Zhang Zhongjing said that it could not be cured by medicine. He only said that he should not overwork himself. The most important thing was not to force himself to do things that he did not want to do and put pressure on his heart. But since he embarked on this journey to conquer the world