A few years ago, the Northeast Border Military of the Tang Empire was ambushed in Chengjing of the Yan Kingdom. Even though they managed to kill the Yan Emperor, only a few of them managed to return to Tuyang City. Basically, they were annihilated. The City of Wei and the other seven cities were conquered by the Golden Tribe Royal Court. Countless soldiers and civilians were turned into bones. Later, the God-stunning Array was damaged and Chang 'an was bathed in blood for several nights.
All in all, the Tang Empire suffered unimaginable pain and paid a heavy price. Therefore, there were many people on the Tang's revenge list who had to die. Needless to say, those people would definitely die.
The revenge started early, much earlier than anyone could imagine. The Tangs started their revenge right after the last war. He Mingchi, who was at the top of the kill list, left Chang 'an with several of his cronies. When he returned to Peach Mountain, he was sent to the south by the Divine Halls to escape from the assassinations of the Tang Empire. However, his family was not so lucky. The Military Ministry and secret guards paid a heavy price and paid an unimaginable amount of patience to bring his family back to Chang' an.
The day before yesterday, Ning Que killed people in the autumn rain. The dozens of people sent by the Military Ministry were all of the same status. Some were He Mingchi's family, some were Xiong Chumo's family, and some were loved by other bigwigs of the Divine Halls of West-Hill.
"The Divine Halls of West-Hill protected He Mingchi's family very well. If not for the fact that the Military Ministry acted fast and snatched them back before the Divine Halls brought them back to Peach Mountain, it would have been hard for me to kill them."
Ning Que looked at Cheng Lixue and said, "In order to bring He Mingchi's mother and brothers back, the Military Ministry lost more than three hundred people. How could they still be alive? Who else should I kill if not them? "
Cheng Lixue sighed and said, "Is it worth it to pay such a heavy price just to vent your anger?"
Ning Que looked at the pool of blood under the city wall and the white-haired old woman lying in the pool of blood. He smiled with satisfaction and said, "After killing He Mingchi's family, the dead Tangs must be very happy. The Tang soldiers who sacrificed their lives must feel that it was worth it … In this world, whether it's anger or anger, isn't it the same?"
"Haotian Taoism must know that this is how the Tangs do things, and also how I do things. No matter what method the Abbey Dean uses, he must convince the Drunkard. Otherwise, if the Drunkard kills one of our people, I will kill a thousand of your people."
Ning Que turned to Cheng Lixue and said, "I know that if we continue killing like this, there will be no one to kill within two days. But will Taoism be willing to wait until I kill them all? If I can kill He Mingchi's mother today, I can kill Xiong Chumo's uncle and nephew tomorrow. Then I will continue to kill your mother. Are you sure you can bear it? "
After a moment of silence, Cheng Lixue said, "You know very well that this is not the situation that Taoism wants."
Ning Que said calmly, "The Drunkard wants peace of mind. He wants the Academy to not try to kill him. Taoism is taking advantage of the situation. They want the Tang Empire to not help the South Jin Kingdom and the Qinghe River Plain. They want the Academy to ignore the New Stream. Therefore, the Drunkard kills people. Taoism is watching the Drunkard kill people. Since killing people is a way to force the other party to do so, I have to kill people as well. Let's see who can last until the end.
Now, I will let them go. Do you dare to accept it? "Cheng Lixue frowned and asked.
Ning Que left the city wall and walked to the other side. He looked at the boundless autumn scenery and the faraway Wilderness. After a moment of silence, he said, "I will continue killing until there is no one left to kill."
Cheng Lixue felt his hands were cold. He said, "You are crazy."
Ning Que did not respond. He said, "Logically speaking, the Eldest Brother should be the one to fight the Drunkard. But I don't want him to … It doesn't fit his aesthetic point of view. It suits me better."
Cheng Lixue asked, "Then how are you going to solve the problem?"
Ning Que said, "Before I am sure that I can kill all of the other party's mothers and all of them, I will have to compromise. No matter how lonely and desperate the Abbey Dean and I pretend to be, it is just a bluff. Therefore, negotiation is necessary. What I am doing now is to add some chips to the negotiation."
"Using human lives as chips?"
"I said it before. It is interesting, but you don't have to repeat it."
"You once said that the key is the Drunkard's attitude. But why don't you care?"
"I flipped the table and the chips fell all over the floor … This is not the ending that Haotian wants to see. She wants to make sure that the chips on the table are neatly arranged, but I dared to flip the table. So, what should I worry about?"
Ning Que said calmly as he looked at the clear north that was gradually filled with killing intent.
Cheng Lixue said, "Why? What does it have to do with the Drunkard? "
There were two levels to this question. Ning Que did not explain why he dared to flip the table. He just smiled and made his own evaluation of the Drunkard.
"If Haotian doesn't want to, he can't do it … because he is just a dog."
He looked at Cheng Lixue and said with a smile, "I am a human being. Why should I care about what a dog thinks?"
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It was raining and the autumn palace was very cold. Li Yu sat by the window of the imperial study and kept silent for a long time. Then she said, "Since he said it has nothing to do with the imperial court, then it has nothing to do with the imperial court."
Zeng Jing, the Grand Secretary, looked at her gradually thinning figure and said after a moment of silence, "It is disgraceful to implicate and kill prisoners of war. Only he can bear the infamy."
"The Tang Empire is victorious because of the Academy, and the Academy is victorious because of the unscrupulous Ning Que."
Li Yu turned to Zeng Jing and said, "This is something that we should be glad about. If anyone in the imperial court dares to talk about this, all of you should know what to do."
Zeng Jing sighed and said, "Of course."
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The autumn rain continued, and the autumn wind continued, rising and falling. The red and yellow leaves were soaked in the water until they became soft and almost seeped into the cracks of the bluestone slabs.
The waiting went on. Ning Que was still standing on the city wall, staring at the far north. He had been staring at the south a few days ago, but now he suddenly changed his direction.
He said that the Drunkard was a dog raised by Haotian, so he didn't care about what the Drunkard thought. However, he really didn't care. Even if he was a dog, he was the fiercest dog, and he ran too fast.
These days, the Tang Empire was still killing people in various states and prefectures. He calmly accepted all the infamy and responsibility, and only asked the imperial court to keep it a secret. He didn't want the proud Tangs to lose their pride because of this. At the same time, he didn't forget to let the hundreds of millions of people outside the Tang Empire know about this, because he wanted to spread fear.
Death was the best way to spread fear. However, it took time and a medium to spread the news of death. So he chose some trustworthy people to do it.
A few days ago, he chose Chu Youxian and Chenqi, which meant that they would go to the West-Hill Divine Palace to negotiate and frighten people along the way.
No Tangs could refuse the Academy's arrangement, but their reactions were different. The night before Chenqi left, he played three games of Gomoku with his favorite concubine, and Chu Youxian got drunk in the House of Red Sleeves.
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