Chapter 200 Heart Sword (1)
In the hall, Zhuge Suiming shouted loudly: "The emperor is unjust, choose a sage king to assist him!"
He looked at Lu Yi provocatively and sneered: "When Dayin was first founded, our cultural and educational predecessors were like this. They chose Dayin Taizu to help them conquer the world. Today, the emperor is unjust, and even a living saint like Bai Shanchang..."
Lu Yi interrupted Zhuge Suiming.
He picked up the inkstone on the desk and smashed it down, hitting Zhuge Suiming in the cheek and knocking him to the ground, with most of his big teeth popping out.
Zhuge Suiming's face was covered in blood. He lay on the ground twitching, and a creepy "cackle" kept coming out of his mouth.
Lu Yi shook his head. He was not good at talking with these cultural and educational officials.
He knew very well that he was qualified as a plagiarist, but he could not win the argument with these officials of literature and education by citing scriptures and classics.
There is no way. Even if I add the knowledge I have learned in my previous life to the knowledge I have gained in this life, I can never be compared with true masters of culture and education like Zhuge Suiming.
However, 'power comes from the barrel of a gun', and I have never heard of anyone being able to destroy a country with just their mouth.
"Drag him away, behead him, and prepare his head for quick delivery back to Haojing." Lu Yi waved his hand and said, "According to Dayin law, kill his entire family, and spread the news to the world to warn the disobedient."
Zhuge Suiming's eyes suddenly widened. He struggled, and supported his body with his arms with difficulty, mumbling something like "no punishment for scholars and officials".
Lu Yi waved his hand, and a team of personal guards rushed up and hurriedly dragged away Zhuge Suiming and the city defense army general who was hiding and captured with him.
Soon, a scream was heard outside.
The bloody head was brought up. Lu Yi waved his hand and ordered his personal guards to send the head away for processing and preservation. He also asked the chief clerk of the march to record every detail of the conversation here and send it back to Haojing along with Zhuge Suiming's head as quickly as possible.
Bai Changkong has been the deputy president of the Imperial College for many years, and his disciples are spread across the court and local areas.
If among his disciples, there were more people like Wuzhou Mu, and more people like Wuzhou Mu's son...tsk tsk, Dayin's kingdom would really be in trouble.
However, let the adults in the court worry about this kind of things.
"It doesn't make sense. How could someone like Bai Changkong have such a filial student who would seek justice for him at the cost of ruining his reputation and having his entire family executed?" Lu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How can this be justified? Bai Changkong and his family... deserve to die!"
After thinking for a while, Lu Yi murmured, "Perhaps many people have already pinned the death of Bai Changkong's family on me. I'm afraid my reputation will be ruined... This won't do."
"Although I don't value reputation very much, I can't really be the enemy of everyone in the world."
"It wouldn't have mattered in the past. My reputation was a little bad, a little bad, and no one could do anything to me. But in this world of great strife, my reputation is too bad. If I met some otherworldly expert who wanted to stand up for the weak, Tsk!"
Lu Yi thought of the three girls named Qingyou.
Aren’t they typical reclusive families and hermits?
Fortunately, I managed to make friends with the three girls very easily when they were just newbies .
But what if another young rookie heard of his bad reputation and rushed up to him and stabbed him with a sword for no reason?
Lu Yi's neck felt a little cold.
He looked at Yu Dianhu very seriously and said, "Remember, from today on, remind me every morning, noon and night to recite poems and compose essays... I want to be a world-famous writer, so that everyone in the world knows that I, Tianyang Gong Lu Yi, am a talented upright gentleman!"
Yu Dianhu looked at Lu Yi with a confused look on his face.
Reciting poems, composing essays?
But you are leading the army to conquer the rebels. Shouldn't poetry and composing be done in times of peace?
Lu Yi also instructed: "Select an elite messenger team. Every three to five days, send my poems and songs back to Gaojing as quickly as possible and give them to Ah Hu. Ask him to find someone to print them for me and spread them all over the world. Remember, this matter concerns your life and property, so you must not delay it."
Yu Dianhu looked at Lu Yi in confusion.
But seeing that Lu Yi was serious, Yu Dianhu did not dare to neglect and quickly agreed.
He hurriedly ran out of the hall and went to the Yulin Army, carefully selected the elite soldiers with the fastest mounts and the strongest skills, and organized them into a team of 300 people, who were specifically responsible for delivering Lu Yi's manuscripts to Haojing.
It was getting dark.
In Wuzhou city, teams of Leopard Cavalry were patrolling on several main streets, suppressing lawlessness.
The military judge who accompanied the army, along with a large group of troops and other civil servants such as the marching clerk, were carrying account books and land deeds to search and confiscate various properties in several major markets in Wuzhou City.
From the governor of Wuzhou to the governor of Wuzhou, all the officials involved in the rebellion had their properties confiscated, and would either be kept by the government or auctioned off afterwards. These matters would probably have to wait until new officials appointed by the court took office and would be responsible for them.
But these officials, and the wealthy businessmen, landlords, etc. who are involved with them.
Their real estate was simply sealed, and as for the floating wealth, according to the unspoken rules of the Dayin Army, 50% of it would be directly distributed among the expeditionary forces under Lu Yi's command, and the remaining 50% would be turned over to the national treasury.
Officials like Zhuge Suiming, as well as those unlucky people involved with them, occupied more than 70% of the money-making businesses in Wuzhou City, and the fertile land outside the city amounted to tens of millions of acres.
The wealth they had accumulated was an astronomical figure, and the officers in charge of the confiscation were all grinning from ear to ear.
Once this spoils of plunder are distributed, it will be equivalent to at least ten years' salary for all officers and soldiers.
In the central urban area of Wuzhou City, a two-mile-wide river meanders through it. A thirteen-meter-high "Chunjiang Tower" is located on a protruding part of the river bank, surrounded by water on three sides and adjacent to the main road in the city on one side. It has beautiful scenery and an excellent geographical location. It is the number one luxury restaurant in Wuzhou City.
Chunjiang Tower, the top floor, has all the partitions removed and several tables placed in the center of the roof. Lu Yi is the host, entertaining a group of senior generals from the Yulin Army and the Eastern Expedition Corps.
The most important guests were naturally the three girls from Qingyou who had displayed inhuman strength during the siege during the day.
In Lu Yi's punitive army, many generals were originally a little disapproving of the three girls named Qingyou who were by Lu Yi's side - three delicate little girls who might not even be able to lift a machete, so what use would they be if they followed the army?
Even many generals of the Leopard Cavalry were secretly complaining that these three women might have some abnormal relationship with Lu Yi.
However, during the daytime siege, the three women unleashed their Green Scale Swords and although they did not kill many defenders, they were the biggest contributors to the expeditionary army's successful ascent into the city. If it were not for the protection of their swords, the expeditionary army would have to pay the price of at least tens of thousands of people before they could reach the top of the city.
The three women sat in the guest of honor seats, and burly men in tight clothes toasted them one by one respectfully.
These military generals are all rough men and can't say anything nice.
They can't talk, so they are all very straightforward and don't say much nonsense.
They walked up to Qingyou and the other two girls one by one and toasted them respectfully. The three girls only drank a small cup, but they drank three large bowls of liquor in a row, then patted their chests hard and swore that they would obey whatever the three girls said in the future!
The three girls were born in the Qinglin Sword Pavilion, a family of sword cultivators that disappeared and hid from the world for who knows how many years after the spiritual power of heaven and earth collapsed.
They have lived in a paradise far away from the world and without any worldly atmosphere since childhood. How could they have ever seen the behavior of these generals?
As sword practitioners who control swords with their divine powers, their sword minds are clear and they have a strong sense of good and evil in people's hearts.
They could sense the pure enthusiasm of these generals, and even had a little bit of awe towards them!
The three girls were all smiling, holding their wine glasses and clinking them with those of the rough generals. They drank so fast that their little faces flushed.
Lu Yu was wearing loose casual clothes, holding the large bowl with a smile, and also drinking sip by sip. He felt happy in his heart, and this was the life he pursued.
Drink big gulps of wine, eat big chunks of meat, be carefree and enjoy life.
For such happy days, a thousand years is too short. Let’s set our sights higher and try ten thousand years.
After breaking through the Fiery Realm, the lifespan has reached eight hundred years. One thousand years is really too short!
In this situation, we should sing a song!
Lu Yi put down the bowl, clapped his hands and laughed: "Three ladies, gentlemen, today's battle was a success. With such a beautiful spring night and good wine, I will recite a poem for you to enjoy."
Standing up, Lu Yi put his hands behind his back, walked around the top floor, and then chanted loudly.
"The wine is fine and in the luminescent cup, the pipa music is urging me to drink.
Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many men have ever returned from a battle in history? "
As soon as Lu Yi's "plagiarist" halo was released, the top floor became dead silent.
Those rough and unruly generals were fine, even the three girls named Qingyou, who had read a lot of books since childhood, were stunned by Lu Yi's poem which was full of heroic spirit and yet extremely appropriate to the occasion.
"Good, good, good!" After all, Yu Dianhu was the first to come to his senses. He clapped his hands vigorously and cheered loudly: "Sir, this poem is really good... I think, even if you become the principal of that damn Imperial College, you are qualified!"
A group of generals came back to their senses.
In this situation, no matter what, just applaud first!
They didn't understand how good this poem was, but this poem made them inexplicably want to drink a few more jars of old wine, which proved that this poem was extremely good.
So what are you waiting for?
Just raise your glass and drink!
By capturing the rebellious Wuzhou City and killing so many rebels and traitors, a military merit has been obtained.
Next, there is still so much floating wealth waiting to be distributed!
Get promoted, get rich, and have a happy life!
"Cheers!" A group of generals raised their bowls and laughed loudly.
"Pa, pa, pa," crisp applause came from downstairs: "Good poem, good poem... Who would have thought that the Lord Tianyang, who slaughtered women and children and insulted civility, had such talent!"
"What a pity! The more talented one is, the more trouble he will cause!"
