Chapter 134 Opportunity (Part 1)

July of the fifteenth year

The two counties of Nanjiao and Chengyang surrendered, and Jinzhuguan, Jiange and Yangpingguan all fell into the hands of the Duke of Shu.

On the 21st, Wang Hongyi sent 40,000 troops to Chengyang. The prefect of Chengyang, Sun Qing, came straight out ten miles away. Wang Hongyi personally encouraged him and ordered him to continue to serve as the prefect.

"The head hurts so much!" When a ray of morning light penetrated through the gap in the window and shot into the room, there was movement on a bed.

Xue Yuan only felt a little heavy in his head and the feeling of a hangover was not very good.

"I really couldn't drink so much yesterday!" With some regret, Xue Yuan sat up from the bed. His clothes were the same as yesterday, but they had a bit of sour smell.

Xue Yuan got off the bed, put on his shoes and walked out of the house.

The dazzling sunshine that came towards him made him unable to help but raise his palm and block it in front of him.

I narrowed my eyes and it took me a while to get used to it.

"Sir, are you awake?" A maid in charge of this courtyard, saw him coming out and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Give me some hot water!" Xue Yuan could already smell the sour smell without deliberately smelling the smell on his body. Without washing it, he really couldn't see the Lord.

"Okay, please wait." Seeing Xue Yuan like this, the maid immediately understood and hurriedly went to prepare.

Not long after, a large bucket of hot water and a large bucket of cold water were carried to Xue Yuan's room.

After the maid went out, Xue Yuan closed the door, took off his clothes, and entered the large wooden barrel that had been filled with heat.

Comfortable, slightly hot water made the pores in the whole body open up suddenly. Xue Yuan felt comfortable and sighed, but was thinking in his heart.

Xue Yuan felt a knot in his heart when he was called to see Wang Hongyi this time.

It's very simple. Lai Tongyu and Xue Yuan were both the sixth-rank prefecture chiefs and acting as official officials in the second county. After a year, Lai Tongyu was already familiar with political affairs and promoted to the prefect.

However, although Xue Yuan himself was not a big mistake, he had many problems at work. If Xue Yuan had not been an old minister who followed his lord, he would have been unable to continue to behave him long ago.

This is strange, and it is not a problem of ability, but it has been a problem many times. Either a slave kills people, a series of bloody crimes, or a fire in the grain warehouse.

As a result, Chai Maosen was promoted to the sixth-rank mansion chief, but he still came to the lord's side.

This is really a shame, so I was drunk at the banquet yesterday.

After soaking for a while, Xue Yuan came out of purifying his body, worried that he had lost his etiquette.

"Sir, sir!" The voice of his close servant Ye Qian suddenly sounded outside.

Xue Yuan had no choice but to stop worrying about this question and asked outside: "Ye Qian, what's the matter?"

"Sir, Mr. Wei asked me to ask you, the time is almost over, and I will go to the execution ground to supervise the execution."

"Oh, go back to him, just say, I'll go right away." Xue Yuan said, and now he received a task, which is to go to the prison and kill.

Some people who wanted to resist in Chengyang Mansion were cleaned up and there was no treatment for them. When Wang Hongyi came, he asked. Wang Hongyi said without hesitation: "Behead."

And ordered Xue Yuan to behead him.

"Yes, sir." Ye Qian responded outside, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Xue Yuan quickly washed, then changed into his official uniform and went out.

When I got to the front, I found Ye Qian was waiting, looking refreshed, and with five or six personal soldiers.

"Sir, Brother Luo Liu has gone to the execution ground to maintain order..." Ye Qian smiled slightly, looked at Xue Yuan, and said.

Xue Yuan coughed twice and said, "Go right, it's getting late!"

"Yes!" Ye Qian went out to arrange his travel matters, and for a moment, he rode his way forward in the sedan chair.

The weather was hot at this time, and a river was winding south. Looking back on the past few years, the sounds were heard, but Xue Yuan still sighed.

In fact, the so-called "Shouhousing the Meridian Gate" or "Sading the Three Minutes in the afternoon" are all nonsense.

In ancient times, these two types were at the time when the yang energy was the most prosperous. If you kill, even ghosts would not be able to do it. Generally, you will be asked to kill after the autumn. Time will not be chosen at the time when the yang energy is the most prosperous, unless you are ruthless.

It was hot and there were few people killing in the middle of summer. People from all directions surrounded the lawn and surrounded the lawns with airtightness.

When Xue Yuan arrived, he saw that the army was densely populated, and his subordinate Luo Liuge secretly arranged surveillance.

As soon as I went up, I talked to several people in the shed, and listened to the "criminals arrested", and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Xue Yuan drove out and saw dozens of yamen run side by side, leading the way for the execution car, and for a moment, he brought it to the execution stake.

Most of the people here are men, some have children. According to Wang Hongyi's instructions, women are regarded as official slaves, and men are executed.

And the female family was following behind, crying for a while.

"Sir, the time has come!" After a moment, someone approached and said.

"Kill!" Xue Yuan ordered and threw the order arrow.

Suddenly, the five people pulled up and pressed them on the punishment stake. Five thick-backed swords were raised and dropped. "Puff" and the muffled sound of the sharp weapon cutting off the flesh was creepy. The next moment, five heads fell down and rolled around on the ground.

The executioner's face turned a little blue, but he stood up. Someone dragged it out and waited for the next group of death row prisoners with a knife.

Behind, there were hundreds of numb and desperate prisoners, with their arms tied up. Xue Yuan's face turned a little blue at this time, and he sat in the front seat, with several county officials sitting side by side behind him.

"Next batch!" Xue Yuan had a blue face. He drank again, and immediately a soldier dragged the prisoner to the punishment stake. Two of them struggled and cried, while others looked numb.

But whether it was struggle or numbness, the result was the same. The executioner raised his sword and his head rolled on the ground.

Gradually, the entire crowd of people watching fell silent, heads fell down, corpses lying on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground, filled with fishy smell, and many people looked pale.

Hundreds of people killed for an hour, and in the end, Xue Yuan felt disgusted, but he forced himself to suppress him.

When the execution was completed, Xue Yuan rushed to the prefect's mansion.

At this time, the prefect's mansion was where Wang Hongyi was, and Xue Yuan asked the eunuch to report.

A moment later, the missionary inside: "Let Xue Yuan come in!"

Xue Yuan quickly agreed and walked into the small hall.

Wang Hongyi's expression was still very relaxed. He was not wearing a crown suit, but only a silk robe. He sat upright and looked casual, while Zhang Yuwen seemed a little restrained.

Seeing Xue Yuan coming in, Zhang Yuwen nodded slightly, saying hello.

Xue Yuan was the first group of old ministers of Wang Hongyi. Although he is not very proud now, he is also a sixth-rank official. He must have this etiquette, but this is what happened in front of Wang Hongyi.

Xue Yuan saluted Wang Hongyi and said, "My mission has been done."

"Have you tried it?"

"This is a post-mortem, and one hundred and seven people were all killed."

Wang Hongyi took it and glanced at it and put it on the table, saying, "Some people are lucky, or they don't give up until the Yellow River, and always feel that they can be bullied... This is the first batch. When Hanzhong is pacified, there will be a group of people!"

The words are plain, but they are filled with blood.

Xue Yuan was shocked and remembered the major clans in Shu that were under key supervision. Now that he heard this, he knew that these families were dead - the clan was destroyed.

At this time, the bell rings and hits, but it is eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Yuwen sighed and said, "What the lord is said is that the lord is Shenwu and wise, and he leads a large army. Do these people think it can be stopped? At this moment, the heads fell to the ground, but regret it too late. It is still the lord who is kind. According to the law, it will not kill one clan, but three clans."

"The lord's rectification aims to combine hardness and softness, so that the national system can be serious. The great governance cares about clear punishment, and the benevolent government cares about poor taxes, but the lord grasps the essence."

"This is a bit too much, and I am just forced to do it!" Wang Hongyi's eyes flashed and he said, "The current situation is not enough to be deterred without killing, but there is no need to say more about this."

Wang Hongyi ordered: "Xue Yuan, sit down, do you still remember the situation when you first met orphan?"

"I was in a poor state at that time, and I was appreciated by the lord, so I was able to advance!" Xue Yuan remembered of course, and said with a bow.

There were not many things to deal with today. Wang Hongyi told him not to stand and sat down again. He just watched intently. He saw that Xue Yuan had a strong red air, but there was still a trace of red air dissipating and the golden seal was blurred.

After being the Chief of the Mansion for a year, he still failed to break through to the sixth grade light yellow air. It was a pity in his heart.

Destiny can be changed through accumulation and opportunities. Xue Yuan is an old minister. Wang Hongyi has always remembered this mastery of following the dragon, waiting for Xue Yuan to change his destiny to be promoted.

Now it seems that this luck is unstable and has lost a little bit, and it is a pity that it will be lost every day.

If it weren't for the Dragon's merit, no one would have given an official an opportunity to have an accident from time to time.

However, since the accumulation has reached, we will look for an opportunity to change our destiny.

This time, Wang Hongyi thought it would have a certain impact on his fate, so he brought him with him.

Wang Hongyi touched his chin and thought for a while.

But even he doesn't have much power for this. Fortunately, as long as he is willing to waste, he can always develop his mission in a good direction, so he doesn't have to worry too much.

Wang Hongyi put down his serious business, took out a paper bag, and said, "Look."

The two of them looked at each other and it turned out to be a steamed bun, with noodles, bran, and dried vegetables.

"This is the meal for the people of Longjian!" Wang Hongyi smiled calmly: "Now the Longjian family uses this meal."

Seeing that he was about to speak, Wang Hongyi waved his hand: "I am not pretentious, I just want to say that the Dragon Sword is narrow and there are many people, but there are large open spaces in Shu, which are not far away."

"You persuaded the excess people of Nanjiao and Chengyang counties to go to Shu to cultivate them. In this way, a lot of land was empty in Nanjiao and Chengyang counties, and Shu was reclaimed again. This was a win-win situation."

"But good things often turn into bad things, and this requires specific methods for doing things." Wang Hongyi ordered: "You were originally in the position of the prefectural chief, and there was a lot of trouble, and the orphans could not be covered up. You should remove the prefectural chief and serve as the seventh-rank Xuandelang. I will add you and my sword, lead a battalion, and supervise this matter--will you?"

Xue Yuan kowtowed quickly: "I accept the order!"

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Chapter completed!