I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Yin Xuan's departure means that the matter has been settled.

The officials above the court and the spokesmen of the aristocratic families were all silent and trembling. Of course they could see that this was trying to scare others.

The chicken named Qinghe Cui was the one who was killed, and the monkeys named them aristocratic families were the ones who were frightened.

Zhou Xiaosan slapped the gavel again, and sneered: "The Cui family of Qinghe committed the crime of treason and should be beheaded."

The sound of the gavel sounded like thunder. Except for Sun Fujia, everyone in the courtroom was taken aback, and then lowered their heads, not daring to utter a single word.

They are all a little heartbroken.

After all, to a certain extent, what they did was not much different from what Qinghe Cui did.

After the final verdict came, Zhou Xiaosan walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

He also wanted to write today's event into a memorial and present it to Li Shimin.

The Cui family members were detained again.

The imperial court was extremely decisive in this matter, and it was too late to wait until after the autumn.Today Zhou Xiaosan's trial was completed, and three days later, Qinghe Cui's family knelt there in front of Suzaku's gate.

Women and children were temporarily spared their lives.

But none of those adult men escaped from the dark muzzle.

This was also the first time that the people of Chang'an City saw the power of firearms with their own eyes—they never imagined that this kind of weapon would look like this.

A row of people stood in front of Suzaku's gate, and another row of soldiers stood in front of them, holding guns in their hands, and there was a bang—the entire row of people fell down.

Not much gore.

Only when other soldiers dragged these corpses away, could a line of blood be seen.

The people in the second row continued to be pushed up again, using the same method of execution. Occasionally, when encountering those who could not be killed by a single shot, the soldiers would reload the ammunition thoughtfully and slowly, and then gave them another shot. .

210 Seven corpses.

Right in front of Suzaku's gate, the smell of blood filled the entire space.

The people of the Tang Dynasty who came to watch were more or less in a complicated mood. They didn't know how to describe such a scene.

It's not like they haven't seen beheading and killing people before.

Although there are not many scenes where the sword is swung down, the head is flying, and the blood is gushing like a fountain, before that, it can be seen several times a year.

But that was when people could be seen being killed, unlike this time...they couldn't see the kind of bloody scene where people disappeared as soon as the gunshots fired.

But soon, the people of Tang Dynasty began to applaud and cheer. Most of them didn't know what the Cui family was, but they knew that they killed the family members.

They also don't know what a powerful family is, but they just listened to the scholars on the side saying that a powerful family is naturally on the opposite side of the common people.

This made their applause louder and louder.

Those foreign merchants smiled a little reluctantly, and many of them were inquiring about news for their own country - Datang's firearms were beyond their imagination.

Palm Thunder?
Inexplicably, they remembered this title that was almost abandoned in Chang'an.

It's really apt.

When the thunder rang, people fell to the ground...

Qinghe Cui's chicken was killed very well, and almost all the aristocratic families have been operating crazily during this time, and they have also bought some land in countries outside the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Now... these lands are the dynamite that could set them off.

They knew that it was impossible for Datang to use this name to attack any of their families.

But... Now that the imperial court is strong, they don't want to be on the imperial court's side anymore, giving them more leverage. They would rather sell the land at a lower price.

Very well-behaved.

Li Shimin was sighing, if only people from these aristocratic families could be so well-behaved in the past ten years.

It's not yet summer, and Li Shimin didn't send someone to clean up the dead body in front of Suzaku's gate, and just put it there, but sprinkled some lime to make the smell of the dead body less obvious.

The officials who come and go are still a little hazy early in the morning, but when they arrive at Suzaku's gate and see these corpses, they wake up instantly.

Some people also habitually go to Tongfu Restaurant first to buy food.

Turning to look at these things, I immediately vomited out.

Who can eat in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood?

Oh...Cheng Yaojin and the others don't count—people like Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde are considered outliers among the officials in the court, and they don't feel like they have been knocked out.

Secondly, they came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, but they just ate by the pile of corpses, not to say that they didn't eat like this when they were young.

Moreover, the environment is very good now. In the past, flies and mosquitoes flew around, and the corpses were rotten.

Unlike now, it was sprinkled with lime very intimately.

Of course, people like Cheng Yaojin are in the minority after all, even Zhou Xiaosan can’t be as big-hearted as they are. When others see Cheng Yaojin sitting next to the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood snoring noodles with a bowl in his hand, his mood is very complicated.

The more delicious Cheng Yaojin ate, the more they felt like vomiting.

They even suspected that the reason why Cheng Yaojin did such a thing was deliberately arranged by Li Shimin, just to disgust them.

Everything in Datang is developing smoothly and steadily.

The kings of Silla and Baekje haven't had a good night's sleep for many days.

Soldiers of Datang were stationed in Pyongyang, training all day long, and receiving reports from border troops every day. Yesterday, Datang blew up a small soil bag, and today filled up a small pond.

There wasn't much movement, but this kind of movement, which was obviously showing their muscles, made them restless.

The excitement of Goguryeo made their hearts unbearable.

Now they have this little stimulation every day, which really makes them feel as if they are suffocated.

After discussing, the two kings met at the border.

"What do you think about the Tang Dynasty?" The King of Baekje looked at the King of Silla, holding a teacup in his hand, with a calm expression on his face, but his trembling hands showed the restlessness in his heart.

The king of Silla smiled wryly: "What else can I do?"

He wanted to send troops to bring down Pyongyang, cheer up the country, so that Datang would not dare to show off his national strength again, so that he would not be so uneasy.

But the problem is...it can't be done.

They didn't even dare to open their mouths to protest. Now the Tang army is restrained and is only training in Pyongyang.If they protest, this army is angered.

In case one day, when the night is dark and the wind is high, the city of Jincheng and the city of comfort are leveled...

They shuddered at the thought of this scene.

"Are you just sitting and watching Datang like this?" The King of Baekje put down the tea bowl in his hand and almost stood up.

In the past, the tribute could be exchanged safely, and even some advantages could be obtained from the tribute - Datang has always been very generous.

But now Datang doesn't eat tribute.