Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 70
Now there are only two ways to save one's life, one is to vote for Li Chuang by land, and the other is to vote for the Tartars in the capital by land and sea.

But no matter which way he went, he had to pass Wang Fuen's level first.

"Ma Shiying, it's useless for you to study the sages' books so hard. His Royal Highness the Prince is the king, and we are the ministers. Since ancient times, it has been said that if the king wants his ministers to die, they will have to die."

"Now that the prince is sending someone to arrest us, we should be slaughtered. How dare you resist and make your sins worse. If you want to escape, you should escape. Anyway, I am sitting here today, waiting for them Come in and grab me."

Scholars like Ma Shiying study the sage's words and viewpoints all day long, but in the end they don't believe them at all, and only care about their own lives and self-interest.

On the contrary, it is a woman like Ma Xianglan who always remembers the three cardinal principles and five constant principles, the righteousness of a ruler and a father and son, even if Zhu Cihong wants her to drink a glass of poisoned wine, she will drink it without frowning, because it is the king's order.

"Do you know what crime I committed, treason, if I don't leave, do I wait for Zhu Cihong to arrest me at the Meridian Gate, and then cut me [-] knives before I die?"

Committing such a serious crime, the result can be imagined, even if he grows ten heads, it may not be enough for Zhu Cihuang to chop off.

Hearing this, Ma Xianglan took a breath. He didn't expect that what Ma Shiying committed was such a great crime of punishing the nine clans. Since ancient times, people who have committed such crimes either became emperors and heroes from the dragon, or were buried in the ground. Turned into a handful of loess.

But even so, Ma Xianglan still frowned and said, "Then I will stay here, even if I don't commit a crime, if the king wants to die, I have to die, and if you really committed a crime, Xianglan is willing to follow you to the East City of Death. "

"You!" Ma Shiying didn't expect Ma Xianglan to say such words. A brothel girl could have such integrity, which made him, a scholar and doctor who has been favored by the country, ashamed.

"Hey, it's up to now, it's impossible to do anything if you fight hard, just listen to you."

"Fugui, go and open the door, and let the men, servants, and handymen in the family line up and wait for the police outside the door to arrest them."

At this point, Ma Shiying had no choice but to die. Before Wang Fuen came in to arrest him, he sat on the Eight Immortals Chair and thought about what Zhu Cixiang said to him yesterday.

If I had known that I had expressed my stance yesterday and was just hedging my bets, King Fu would not know anyway. If this was the case, why would I end up in such a situation today?

All the arrested families in Jinling City were like Ma Shiying, they were captured without a fight, letting the soldiers put ropes around their necks, and their property was seized by Zhu Cihong's men.

The final destination of all of them is the Meridian Gate in front of Miyagi, where there is a large open space, like a modern square.

It was only here that there were conditions to gather so many prisoners, as well as onlookers, civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as Zhu Cihong's side, as well as thousands of soldiers drawn from various places.

Zhu Cihong didn't like to play the finale, and when the people he called to watch arrived, he ordered people to push more than [-] people from Fuwang's mansion to the gate tower.

"Your Majesty, there are more than [-] people in Prince Fu's mansion, from the concubine and the prince, to the guards and servants, all of them are here." Zhang Zhong led people to check these people and came to the downstairs of the city gate. , raised his neck and said to Zhu Cihong who was standing on the seven or eight meter high city gate tower.

"Among them are the noble children of my court?" Before the beheading, Zhu Cihong remembered to ask.

Xungui is a very special group. They have certain military power and have been in decline for a long time. They are a good target for exploitation, so he wants to know if there are any children of Xungui among those arrested today.

If there were any, he wanted to release them, not only to send a signal of goodwill to the nobles, but also to threaten them, no matter who they were, Zhu Cihong would kill them if he wanted to, and let him go if he wanted to.

"Yes, Princess Fu is the daughter of Wei Guogong Xu Hongji."

Zhu Cihong didn't expect that he said casually that there is really a noble person, and she is also the daughter of Xu Hongji, the admiral of Cao Jiang. What a coincidence.

"Okay, let her go, and behead everyone else."

With Zhu Cihong's light words, more than 800 people were sentenced to death.

Princess Fu, who was afraid of stones from passers-by at first and didn't dare to turn her head, felt like going crazy when she heard Zhu Cihong's words. She broke free from the guards restraining her and ran to the city gate.

"Prince, you can't kill him. There is Prince Fu inside, so you can't kill him."

As the saying goes, women are inherently soft, while mothers are strong. Protecting their cubs is the instinct of all animals. Although Princess Fu came from a famous family and is well-clothed and well-fed, she cannot escape human nature.

For her son, she is willing to die on the execution ground.

"He is the son of King Fu. King Fu ambushed me and killed me. He is also guilty. According to the law of the country, he should be killed. But I have benevolence and love people in the world, so just beheading is enough."

Zhu Cihong was not a soft-hearted person. Ever since the capital went all the way to Jinling, Zhu Cihong knew that he was no longer that Zhang Peilun who dared not even kill a chicken.

King Fu and others tried to murder him. If he was merciful, he would push everyone to the execution ground, but then let him go. Wouldn't he be a bitch?

Then how will the people around you see me, how will the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty see me, and how will the people in the world see me?
"Your Highness, he is the great-grandson of Emperor Shenzong just like you. You broke his bones and still connected his tendons. Can't you spare his life for the sake of our blood connection?"

"cut!"

While Princess Fu was speaking, teams of executioners looked like workers standing on the assembly line of a modern slaughterhouse.

He raised the knife and dropped it, then someone put the head away and put it on the carriage. The corpses were also dragged aside and placed.

"Crack!" Another head fell from the guillotine.

"Hey, what kind of broken knife is this, it will become blunt after a dozen cuts."

Chen Shuqi was an executioner transferred from the Jinling Yamen. He raised the ghost-headed sword high above his head, and then smashed it down hard, as if he was performing a trick on the street that broke a big stone in his chest.

It's just that his goal is the neck, and the goal of running the rivers and lakes is the chest, and one is true and the other is false.

Chen Shuqi thought that the head he cut off would be as smooth as before, and he raised the knife and dropped it, and then he could cut off another one, but he didn't expect that there were too many heads cut off at this moment, and the knife was too late Grind.

The neck of the man in front of him was only cut in half, and half of the spine was left. The man's head weighed about ten kilograms. Of course, this half of the neck could not support it, so it drooped on the ground, and the man's forehead was bruised. .

(End of this chapter)