Chapter 354: A Man Should Kill While He Is Alive
Outside the imperial city, teams of soldiers were patrolling back and forth.
All the officials went in and out trembling with fear. Someone saw Yan Song and shouted as if he had been pardoned, "Prime Minister! Prime Minister!"
Yan Song stopped and officials came up from all directions, asking questions at once.
"Prince Fu, why are you blocking the Imperial City?"
"Prince, there were shouts and cries of killing around the imperial city earlier. Is there someone plotting treason?"
Yan Song coughed dryly, and everyone fell silent. He had just come out of the West Garden, and was exhausted from last night. He just wanted to go home and sleep.
"It's just that the Beijing Guards are doing a purge and someone is causing trouble."
"I see!"
Yan Song mounted his horse, and Yan Shifan followed him and whispered, "Your Majesty and Jiang Qingzhi are drinking. Dad, Your Majesty can drink quite well."
There is a deep meaning in these words.
Yan Song said in a deep voice: "This is a celebratory wine."
"What about the meal in the middle of the night?" Yan Shifan asked, with a hint of sadness between his brows.
"Purge of the guards is an unprecedented move in the dynasty, and your majesty cannot afford any mistakes. You hosted us last night, firstly so that you can take action if something happens, and secondly..."
Yan Song sighed a little, and Yan Shifan sneered, "Secondly, Your Majesty is a little uneasy and needs our company."
"East Tower, different, different." Yan Song said with emotion.
"I'm not angry that we didn't get a share of the celebratory wine. What annoys me is that Jiang Qingzhi took the opportunity to purge many of us in the Beijing Guards." A fierce look flashed in Yan Shifan's one eye, "From now on, if the Beijing Guards want to do anything, we will be blind and deaf."
"Do you think His Majesty really wants to move us, so he would need to mobilize the imperial guards?" Yan Song looked at his son. "All he needs is the Imperial Guards or the Eastern Depot, or even just a note and a eunuch."
Yan Shifan remained silent.
"Dong Lou, you are too smart. People who are too smart have a problem: they think too highly of themselves.
You forgot one thing, our power comes from His Majesty. Now we seem to be in great glory, but how many people are watching us father and son?
Once your majesty abandons us, those people will rush over... What Beijing Guards, what Jinyi Guards? All your majesty needs is a word."
"Is this the price of being an emperor's lackey?" Yan Shifan looked at the bustling street and suddenly felt bored.
"Yes." Yan Song nodded, "But we are not without any solution."
"Form a clique." Yan Shifan said, "Gather people and expand continuously..."
"Yes, that's the only way." Yan Song warned: "Although Jiang Qingzhi has more enemies than us, you have to remember that Jiang Qingzhi is also a leader of the Mohist School. As long as the Mohist School can stand firm, no matter how many enemies he has, they can only sigh in vain."
"Mohism? The Confucian disciples are eyeing him eagerly, waiting for him to expand the Mohist school." Yan Shifan smiled, "In fact, Jiang Qingzhi is the same kind of person as us, but we are for grace, wealth and honor, while he is for the Mohist school."
"Prime Minister."
Cui Yuan caught up.
"Someone just reported that Jiang Qingzhi purged the Beijing Guards this morning, killing more than 500 people and arresting more than 400 generals at all levels."
Yan Song was stunned. "More than 400 people were arrested?"
“This isn’t just a cleanse, this is… this is a rebuild!”
Yan Shifan suddenly laughed, "Those warriors still wanted to use the remaining manpower in the Beijing Guards to slowly accumulate strength and seek opportunities for revenge, but Jiang Qingzhi caught them all in one fell swoop.
Without weapons, those warriors are no match for the thugs on the street. Revenge, hahahaha!
They should be worried that Jiang Qingzhi will turn his attention to them. Jiang Qingzhi, interesting! Interesting! It's a pity that we can't be friends with this person."
The corpses were pulled out in carts, and the emperor in the palace said coldly: Fear is treason!
Following this sentence, more than 500 households were raided.
The homes of more than 400 generals were also searched.
Since coming to the capital, Jiang always felt that her life was becoming more hopeful.
His son Mo Zhan is now the commander of the guards in the Bo Mansion. They live in a private courtyard in the Bo Mansion. They can eat in the kitchen and cook on their own, and they are free.
She has nothing to do, but she can't sit still, so she likes to go shopping every day.
Jiang was going to buy some needlework and cloth to make some winter clothes for Mo Zhan.
When we arrived at the cloth shop, several women were selecting cloth while talking about what happened that morning.
"Many people died. I saw the trucks pulling out bodies one by one. Some were missing arms or legs."
"It is said that Chang Wei Bo was in charge of the Imperial City this morning and ordered the Huben Zuowei and that guard to purge the Beijing guards. No matter who they are, anyone holding a knife will be killed. It will be a sea of blood and corpses!"
"Those people dared to draw their swords at him, without even thinking about the fame of this Lord in the northwest. My husband once went to the northwest on an official business trip, and he came back saying that everyone in the northwest knows about Lord Long Wei, and that he is known as the God of Killing!"
"It is said that several generals were followers of the Duke of Cheng. They begged desperately but were still captured. One of them was even beheaded. Tsk tsk! This Lord Wei..."
"Isn't he close to Duke Cheng?"
"This is called killing one's relatives for the sake of justice."
When Jiang heard this, she thought of Mo Zhan who had not returned yet, so she did not bother to buy any cloth and hurried back home.
At this moment, Mo Zhan was following behind Jiang Qingzhi. Riding out of the West Garden, Jiang Qingzhi took a breath of fresh air and felt refreshed.
He thought of the Taoist who was slightly drunk and patted his shoulder and said, "If the Ming Dynasty wants to revive, cleaning up the Beijing Guards is only the first step. With swords and guns in hand, those enemies everywhere will be restrained and dare not risk the world's disapproval... Qingzhi, do you know how worried I am this morning?"
The Taoist, who had always been calm and composed, seemed to relax at that moment and smiled very comfortably. "Once the purge fails, the ferocity of those people's counterattack will be beyond your and my imagination. They are afraid that I have swords and guns in my hands, so they will do everything they can to achieve this."
Jiang Qingzhi's first thought was that those people would kill the king, and he asked Daoye, "Your Majesty, are you worried that they might kill you?"
"It's not worry, it's inevitable!" The Taoist's eyes were red at the time, "I have been in danger many times in the first half of my life, why do you think they took action? It's just that I was unwilling to compromise. But this time, the purge of the Beijing Guards made them more afraid than my unwillingness to compromise."
So the Taoist priest drank in the middle of the night for the first time in his life, and even invited Jiang Qingzhi to have a morning drink.
How many people will be furious this morning!
Jiang Qingzhi liked to see his opponent furious yet helpless.
"Master, it's Yang Qing and Han Yu." Xu Wei had been following Jiang Qing all night, and at this moment he was yawning, but he still pulled himself together and bowed to the two of them, "You two gentlemen look so happy, is there any good news? How about telling us and celebrating together?"
The thorough cleansing of the Beijing guards meant that the Taoist had obtained the amulet.
This is bad news for Yang Qing and others.
Xu Wei's mouth!
Jiang Qingzhi felt that there was a reason why this guy had such a bad fate in history. As the Buddhists say, one should not create bad karma with one's mouth. This guy's mouth was full of venom, and he had created so much bad karma. No wonder he had such a hard life.
Yang Qing and Han Yu stopped, and Han Yu said in a deep voice: "A day's plan begins in the morning. This morning, Chang Wei Bo started a killing spree. I have some questions. Chang Wei Bo is so decisive in killing. Isn't he afraid of enemies everywhere?"
There was more hatred in Yang Qing's eyes. "After this morning, all warriors in the world will either regard Chang Wei Bo as their mortal enemy or be afraid of Chang Wei Bo's decisiveness in killing. Both civil and military officials are your enemies. Chang Wei Bo, I don't know what your future will be, but I think it will be very interesting."
"Who are my enemies? They are the termites that crazily devour the flesh and blood of the Ming Dynasty, the greedy people who regard the Ming Dynasty as nothing, and the fools who only know how to seek personal gain..."
Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them. "I am very happy to be enemies with these people. As for what the outcome will be."
Han Yu smiled and said, "Originally, the warriors had a good impression of Chang Wei Bo, but now I don't know what else they have. As the saying goes, a thousand people are pointing fingers at you, and you will end up with nothing. Chang Wei Bo should be careful from now on."
Jiang Qingzhi pressed the handle of the knife and said, "Just kill him."
Yang Qing thought he was threatening, but when he looked closely, he saw murderous intent in Jiang Qingzhi's eyes. His heart skipped a beat, "If we kill all the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, who will rule the world? Hahahaha!"
Jiang Qingzhi said contemptuously: "After killing Zhang the butcher, does the Ming Dynasty still have to eat only hairy pigs? You overestimate our own family. In my eyes, killing you all may have some disadvantages, but leaving you all here will not bring any benefits at all!"
Such a murderous aura... Han Yu couldn't help but want to make a sarcastic remark, but Jiang Qingzhi rode away on his horse.
The young guard behind them stared at their necks.
Han Yu couldn't help but touch his neck, which was covered with goose bumps.
"He's making fun of you, right?" Yang Qing asked.
Han Yu said: "It should be."
"If we can suppress him and the Mohist School, what will we do?"
"Let them never have a chance to turn things around."
"What if Mohism can suppress Confucianism?"
Han Yu said slowly: "You mean..."
"This morning, your majesty and the Mohist School joined forces." Yang Qing said, "Jiang Qingzhi personally cleansed up the Beijing Guards and was willing to offend the world's warriors for this. This is his pledge of allegiance. And the reward your majesty gave was to support the Mohist School..."
People who only care about their own interests will only analyze things from the perspective of interests.
"Jiang Qingzhi!"
Someone shouted from behind. Yang Qing and the other man turned around and saw a man holding a long knife, standing in front of the long street. He pointed the knife at Jiang Qingzhi and shouted, "My brother died in your hands this morning, you bastard, die!"
"I said that he will have more and more enemies..." Han Yu smiled and said, "This is just the beginning."
The man rushed towards Jiang Qingzhi.
Jiang Qingzhi looked at the man with pity and said to Xu Wei, "The Tiger Guards will take a day off. Let Yan Xu select some men and horses tomorrow and prepare to follow me south."
"Yes." Xu Wei nodded. "By the way, Master, do you have a goal for this trip south?"
"kill!"
Sun Chonglou rode his horse forward.
Everyone only saw the flash of a knife.
Then Sun Chonglou rode his horse and rushed forward.
The man stood there and slowly lowered his head.
There was a cut in the chest and abdomen, and blood gushed out...
Jiang Qingzhi rode his horse past the man and there was a plop sound behind him.
"As a man, you should kill people while you are alive!"
(End of this chapter)
