Li Jian was swept away by Xuan Tianming's whip, Chunyu An lost his last hope, looking at Xuan Tianming in a daze for a long time, finally lowering his head.
Zong Sui was finally completely conquered by Dashun, all the armies that did not participate in the resistance were temporarily controlled, those people who were unwilling to participate in the resistance all closed their eyes forever in this war. But looking at the citizens of the Capital, they were the same as the other cities that Dashun conquered, as long as they closed their doors and did not come out, Dashun would not touch them at all. And those who had good faith and insisted on coming out to watch the show, most of them died under the barrage of arrows, swords and spears.
All the officials of Zong Sui were dragged out by Dashun's army and rushed to the imperial palace, those people who had once cheered to attack Dashun thought that they would be fine after hiding in their own homes, but they did not expect that Dashun's spies had already infiltrated Zong Sui's court, those people who advised to attack, those who advised to cooperate, they recorded everything down! At this moment, Xuan Tianming easily separated the people on both sides, as if it was a life and death situation, the left side would live, the right side would die. The people on the left side all heaved a sigh of relief, all of them feeling lucky that they were the faction that advocated peace back then, if not, once they were separated into a life and death situation, their ending would be extremely tragic.
And those people who stood on the right side were so regretful that their intestines turned green. Back then, they only wanted to curry favour with the new Emperor, thinking that Zong Sui would be able to overturn the situation and become the master, having the same glory as Dashun. But they did not expect that under Dashun's momentum, Zong Sui would be so weak, their beautiful dream of ruling the world had not even reached the most exciting part and Zong Sui was already done for. Now, Dashun's army had grouped them together, was this a concentrated massacre?
Everyone looked at Xuan Tianming, their hearts filled with countless guesses, there were also some people who were attracted by the purple lotus in between his brows, guessing in their hearts: How was this person born? Between her eyebrows, there was a perfect lotus-shaped mark. The rich purple color was so beautiful that it dazzled the eyes. His mother was too good at giving birth. With such a beautiful face and such a beautiful lotus flower, how could the princes of Dashun be so good-looking?
Xuan Tianming looked at those people and hesitated for a while. To kill or not to kill? Killing him was indeed a little cruel. The generals who had fought Dashun before were one thing, but those weak civil officials who could only rely on their mouths were a little difficult to deal with. But what if he didn't kill him? It was these people who usually flaunted their glib tongues, going along with Li Jian and Duanmu Anguo's rebellious plan, instigating this war, bringing so much harm to Zong Sui and Dashun. These people's hearts were already broken, the submission that was born from the strong force was not something they were willing to do. People who were not of one mind would never be able to walk together, if these people were integrated into the group, a few fish would probably become a large pot of soup. The people who rebelled against Dashun, if they were kept with benevolence in their hearts, they would cause trouble sooner or later.
Thinking about the citizens who built the city, thinking about the bombing of Tong City, thinking about his Seventh Brother, Xuan Tianhua, Xuan Tianming's expression darkened again and again, finally making a decision, all the people who stood on the right side of the deadlock, were all to die!
This was the first time that Dashun took the initiative to give the order to kill, the people of Zong Sui were anxious, but no one felt any pity for those officials who were given the order to die, even those who stood on the right side of the deadlock clapped their hands and cheered. They said: "It's good that they died! It's a good thing that Dashun's Ninth Prince is not an indecisive person, otherwise, if these scourges were to be left behind, then the land that was taken down with much difficulty would not be able to be governed peacefully, the citizens of Zong Sui would not be able to live a few hundred years without worries like Dashun's citizens. "
"That's right! Everyone envies Dashun, the country is rich and strong, anyone who tries to invade or rebel will be destroyed directly under Dashun's suppression, who would not be willing to follow such a country? In the past, our Zong Sui was also like this, when the previous Emperor was around, Zong Sui was also so strong that no one dared to provoke them. But when Li Jian ascended the throne, he actually began to wear the same pair of pants as Duan Mu An Guo, causing the country to no longer resemble a country, and the family to no longer resemble a family. He was led by the nose by that old thief Duan Mu. What sort of situation is this? "
"Let's not talk about that, let's just talk about Dashun having a Hundred Herb Hall! I heard that the medical skills that Hundred Herb Hall has were all taught by Dashun's Royal Consort Yu, it is the best in the world, any difficult or fatal illness, as long as it is brought to Hundred Herb Hall, there will be hope of curing it. Hundred Herb Halls were opened in the first cities that Zong Sui took down, then can we also open one in the capital? "
Those people in the living situation looked at Xuan Tianming with hopeful gazes, but at this moment, someone said doubtfully: "We all know how Li Jian's throne came about, and we all know which prince should have inherited the throne. Then what should we do in the future? Should we continue to return Zong Sui to the Li family? Welcome the return of that true ruler? "
Once this question was thrown out, everyone was stunned for a moment, when they regained their senses, they immediately looked at Xuan Tianming, waiting for his answer. Someone could not wait and spoke first: "Don't return it to the Li family! Zong Sui was destroyed in the hands of the Li family, if it is returned to that family, who can guarantee that the next ruler will not be a copy of Li Jian? "
These words received everyone's agreement, the people expressed to Xuan Tianming that they were willing to accept Dashun's rule, and did not hope that Dashun would return the imperial power to anyone in the Li family.
Xuan Tianming felt that this was very good, Dashun did not plan to give up Zong Sui on a silver platter in the first place, why would he give away the land that was fought for by stepping on countless lives? He raised his arms and shouted loudly, using his inner energy, saying to everyone in the imperial palace: "From today onwards, Zong Sui no longer exists on this mainland, this piece of land is my Dashun's eastern territory, all of you will be equivalent to my Dashun citizens, enjoying everything that the people of Dashun should have."
The people were excited! This was the first time, because their homeland changed owners, they were actually so happy. Xuan Tianming thought about it afterwards, he really had to thank Li Jian and Duanmu Anguo for this, if they had not ruined Zong Sui to this extent, based on the love that the people of Zong Sui had for their homeland, they would definitely not accept Dashun's rule so easily. Of course, this was also a refutation, if Li Jian and Duanmu Anguo were not there, Dashun and Zong Sui would not have fallen out, this mainland would still continue to live peacefully like before, Zong Sui would pay tribute every year, and Dashun would also provide Zong Sui with the protection and assistance in terms of some resources.
Zong Sui successfully changed owners, those court officials in the Release Bureau were released from the palace to reunite with their families. And for those who were sentenced to death, their families were also implicated, although they were not killed, they were also sent to the borders as slaves, never to return to this country. In the end, only the Chunyu family was left.
Currently, Chunyu An and Empress Chunyu Qing were both present, but their states were completely different. Chunyu An was vexed at losing Li Jian, worrying wholeheartedly for the safety of the Chunyu family. Especially after seeing so many officials who once supported Li Jian and rebelled against Dashun being killed, his heart was in a mess, always feeling that the Chunyu family would not get better, but he was also unwilling to lose his life just like that.
On the other hand, Chunyu Qing! It was as if all of this had nothing to do with her, she just stood on the spot, calmly watching Xuan Tianming settle the matter, then waiting for those court officials who were given a chance to live to leave the palace, when the palace became slightly quieter, she actually took a few steps forward, looking up at Xuan Tianming, going against her previous calmness, asking anxiously: "That Seventh Prince of your country, is he alive or dead?"
"Hm?" Xuan Tianming was stunned, asking in return: "What did you say?"
"I said, your Seventh Prince, that one called Xuan Tianhua, is he alive or dead?"
Hearing people mention Xuan Tianhua, especially hearing the Empress of Zong Sui and the daughter of the Chunyu family mention Xuan Tianhua, Xuan Tianming was furious, he really wanted to whip this woman to death, wanting to say that if it was not for you causing trouble, how would Seventh Brother become like this. But when he looked at the Empress's expression, he felt that something was wrong. Normally speaking, Chunyu Qing asking this kind of question at this time should be filled with joy at Xuan Tianming's misfortune, even her father Chunyu An was given a fright when he heard his daughter ask this, afraid that Chunyu Qing would anger Xuan Tianming.
But Chunyu Qing's expression had nothing to do with joy at Xuan Tianming's misfortune, on the contrary, she was very anxious, very worried, her gaze towards Xuan Tianming was filled with endless emotions, hoping for an answer but also fearing to hear an answer, feeling extremely conflicted. Seeing that Xuan Tianming did not make a sound for a long time, but his gaze was dark and uncertain, Chunyu Qing did not think too much, only turning her head to look around in the Dashun army and searching. As she searched, she said: "I want to see if he is here, they all said that he is dead, but I do not believe it, he is a deity, how can he die. People of Dashun, can you tell me, is His Highness the Seventh Prince alive or dead? He is definitely still alive, right? You do not need to tell me where he is, you just need to tell me that he is still alive, I beg you, I beg you! "
The dignified Empress of Zong Sui actually lost control of her words the more she spoke, running away from Chunyu An's side like a lunatic, charging towards the group of Dashun army. But she was still stopped by someone in the end, the person who stopped her was Qian Li, a hand that was like a metal pincer grabbed Chunyu Qing's arm tightly, hearing Qian Li say loudly: "Chunyu family's daughter, what do you want to do? Our Seventh Prince was killed by the explosion under Zong Sui's city walls, what are you still looking for him for? Could it be that you still feel that it is not enough? In order for you to become the Empress, your Chunyu family spared no effort to support that bastard Li Jian, the initiator of this disaster is your Chunyu family, now, His Highness the Seventh Prince has been killed by the explosion under your scheme, what is a deposed Empress like you doing? "
Towards the end, Qian Li was agitated, swinging his hand forcefully and Chunyu Qing was thrown far away, the sound of her landing on the ground could be heard, that force was enough to cause her internal injuries. But she could not care about herself at all, not even having the time to wipe away the blood that seeped out from the corners of her mouth. Unable to stand up, she crawled on the ground, crawling in front of Xuan Tianming's horse, looking up and asking him: "You are lying to me, right? That person who said that His Highness the Seventh Prince is dead must be lying to me, right? Tell me, it is impossible for that kind of deity to die! Say it quickly! This One orders you! Say it quickly! "
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