Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 157
Sudi, Jiayuguan.

Gobi wind and sand roared all over the sky, and goshawks hovered in the sky.

Jiayuguan, known as the most majestic pass in the world, has the reputation of "one man guards the pass and ten thousand men cannot open it".

At this time, on the city wall of Xiongguan, Geng Bingwen, a veteran in iron armor, stared at the continuous army in the distance with piercing eyes without blinking.

This is Timur's vanguard army, which has been stationed outside the pass for a long time.

After launching a few rounds of tentative offensives at first, the army fell silent.

"Old general, what is the opponent doing? Is this an attack or not?"

"If you don't attack, why don't you retreat? It's a waste of food and grass?"

Standing beside Geng Bingwen, King Su Zhu Li also looked at the army ahead, frowning tightly.

Originally, according to the division of labor between the two, Zhu Xi had to prepare military supplies in the rear, but the young King Sai was really worried, and rushed to Jiayuguan in the middle of the night, wanting to see with his own eyes what the current situation in Jiayuguan was like.

After all, Jiayuguan is the gate of Sudi. If Jiayuguan is there, Sudi will be stable. If Jiayuguan is broken, Sudi will basically be complete.

Geng Bingwen pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, his eyes sharp.

On the battlefield, he is no longer the lazily eating snacks and drinking tea, but an iron-blooded veteran.

"The terrain of Jiayuguan is dangerous and not a place to be attacked for a long time."

"If you want to break through, you have to accumulate the power of ten thousand jun and break it with one blow."

Geng Bingwen frowned more and more tightly, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Those who are good at defending the city also know the siege well in a sense, because only in this way can they make the most suitable defense plan against the siege.

"It seems that Timur, the coach of the vanguard army, is by no means an ordinary person."

Hearing Geng Bingwen's words, Zhu Xi became even more confused. Of course he didn't doubt Geng Bingwen's judgment.

"Your Highness, a letter from Qingdi."

At this moment, Youyi Jiang walked quickly to Zhu Xi's side, and respectfully handed over a letter.

Celebrate?

Zhu Xi took the letter, opened it and read it.

After reading the contents of the letter, the frown on Zhu Yu's face stretched out in an instant, with a smile gathering in his eyes, and he quickly handed the letter to Geng Bingwen.

"Old General, His Majesty came to Qingdi today, King Baobao of Beiyuan has surrendered, and now Lanyu is integrating more than [-] surrendered troops from Beiyuan. "

With Sapphire's level of bullshit, given him such a powerful cavalry army, the field battle on the Gobi Desert can basically be said to be invincible in the world.

"In addition, the Qingdi army has also assembled and is rushing towards Jiayuguan!"

Qingdi's 50 soldiers and horses, together with Lanyu's at least [-] soldiers and horses after integration, and Su's original [-] soldiers and horses, this is equivalent to [-] troops in the Jiayuguan battlefield.

The prestige of sapphire is well known in the world.

Zhu Yu, who had no idea in his heart at first, couldn't help but stiffen his back at this time.

Geng Bingwen just nodded without speaking.

The general who defends the city is different from the attacker. The reason why Geng Bingwen was able to resist Zhang Shicheng for ten years with only more than [-] people was because of his calm mind.

Don't be discouraged by defeat, don't be proud of advantages.

Geng Bingwen's way of operation is to be neither arrogant nor impetuous, but to be steady and steady.

"Your Highness, since the Qing army has moved, please leave immediately to meet the Qing army. When the Qing army arrives at Jiayuguan, deploy defenses according to my plan as soon as possible."

........................

The night passed quietly.

The next day.

Nuanyang went up three poles, and Ziwei Temple Fuhu went up third base.

Zhu Xiongying, who was victorious in the battle, was refreshed, with a very happy smile on his face, and he walked towards the Star Picking Platform with his waist twisted.

Behind him, Xu Miaojin fell into a deep sleep.

When I came to the railing of the Star Picking Platform, the warm wind was blowing on my face.

Every day after getting up, Zhu Xiongying's first thing is to search Yingtian Mansion with his spiritual sense to see if there is any major event happening in Yingtian.

Although His Majesty the Emperor doesn't care about state affairs, it doesn't mean he doesn't care about things.

If anyone dares to mess around at the emperor's feet after eating the bear's heart, Zhu Xiongying will definitely let him experience what flowers are and why they are so popular every minute.

"Ok?"

Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly, his face wrinkled slightly.

"Qingtian Division."

In one thought, Zhu Xiongying's figure disappeared in place.

Qingtian Division, specially set up by the imperial power.

It specializes in dealing with injustice cases in the world, and the yamen is located next to the yamen of Yingtianfu.

At this time, a large number of people gathered in front of Qingtiansi's gate, and the whole street was blocked by people who came to watch, even the gate of Yingtianfu Yamen was blocked.

"How is this going?"

Yang Shiqi, the new Yingtian Fu Yin, was standing at the threshold of the government office, looking at the people all over the street, frowning.

"Master Yin of the Huifu, it is Lord Yang Rong Yang who is judging Liao Yong, Marquis of Deqing, so the people have gathered to watch."

The servants around said repeatedly.

"Liao Yong?"

Yang Shiqi frowned, his heart tightened, he was a little worried for his colleague Yang Rong.

There are many dignitaries in Beijing, but they are also divided into layers.

Like a general marquis, the trial will be over, after all, Qingtian Division has imperial power.

But Liao Yong, this kid is not an ordinary person.

A little review of Liao Yong's family background is enough to take one's breath away.

His father was Liao Quan, and his grandfather was Liao Yongzhong, the founding hero.

And his mother is Tang's eldest daughter.

This Tang family is Tanghe.

What kind of person is Tang He?

According to the relationship, this Liao Yong is Tang He's grandson.

Although Tang He has passed away now, the power of the Tang clan is by no means comparable to ordinary powerful people.

"Go and see."

Yang Shiqi took a deep breath, quickly led a few people, pushed the crowded people out of the way, and walked towards Qingtiansi.

At this time, within the Qingtian Office.

Yang Rongsheng sat in the hall, and there was a young man standing proudly in the hall, his eyes were full of contempt for Yang Rong, he was dressed in brocade and satin, and he looked like a rich man.

"Murder in the street, kidnap women, Liao Yong, can you admit this crime?!"

Yang Rong scolded sharply.

"The Marquis admits it."

"so what?"

"It's nothing more than a pariah, so there's no pity to kill him."

Liao Yong's mouth was frivolous and he didn't care at all.

As soon as these words came out, the people watching outside the Qingtian Division all cursed angrily, if not for the obstruction of the yamen servants, they might rush in and tear Liao Yong alive.

On the other side of the courtroom, a woman was crying, and beside her was a dead body. This was her husband who had just been married for three months.

Today, she was going to burn incense with her husband, and pray for the two-month-old child in her womb.

Unexpectedly, he met Liao Yong, Marquis of Deqing, on the way.

When Liao Yong saw the woman's appearance, he was so impressed that he beat her husband to death in the street in full view, and even wanted to take her away.

Coincidentally, Yang Rong's sedan chair passed by.

Immediately, the yamen servants were ordered to stop, and Liao Yong was arrested on the spot, and directly sent to the Qingtian Division for trial.

Generally speaking.

As long as the case happened in Ying Tian Mansion, it should be accepted by Ying Tian Mansion.

After all, the core responsibility of the Qingtian Division is to accept complaints from the people. These unjust cases come from the files submitted by the palace every three days, and the cases radiate across the country.

But since this matter was encountered by Yang Rong today, he simply tried it himself.

"Kill it, kill it, how can you bear me?!"

"Yang Rong, you are just a little fifth-rank sesame official, do you really take yourself seriously?"

Liao Yong yelled wildly again, completely ignoring Yang Rong, Qingtian Secretary.

Seeing such an arrogant Liao Yong, Yang Rong frowned tightly.

At this time, Yang Shiqi also came from the side of the courtroom, and after looking at Yang Rong, he sat sideways to listen.

"According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, killing people in the street and kidnapping women is a capital offense."

Yang Rong said coldly.

"Even if you are a marquis, you can't get rid of it."

"This officer is now betraying you to death."

"Come here, escort Liao Yong, Marquis of Deqing, to Caishikou for questioning and beheading."

The imperial power of the Qingtian Division grants permission to be executed by beheading without review in the judgment of some serious cases.

Yang Rong has always cherished this privilege very much. He knew that it was the trust of His Majesty the Emperor in him, so he dared not make good use of it easily.

Therefore, in the previous cases, after the trial was over, the review procedure would be followed in accordance with the normal procedure.

But for this Liao Yong, Yang Rong did not plan to review it.

This kind of dog compares, kills and contributes to the country earlier.

When Liao Yong heard that Yang Rong wanted to kill him immediately, he became furious and kicked away the servants around him.

"Yang Rong, what the hell are you?!"

"Just because you are qualified to behead the Lord Ben Hou?!"

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look, I'm the Marquis of Deqing!"

The words just fell.

"Lord Hou, Lord Hou!"

There was a voice from outside the courtroom, and a young servant rushed in through the crowd panting heavily, came to Liao Yong in three or two steps, held up a gold medal and presented it to Liao Yong.

When Liao Yong saw the gold medal arrived, his face was overjoyed.

Both Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi frowned.

They naturally recognized what this young man was holding, the gold medal that Lao Zhu bestowed on the founding heroes.

Different from the original historical track, because the Sapphire case did not happen, Lao Zhu did not recall a large number of gold medals for avoiding death. At present, the founding heroes still hold a large number of gold medals for avoiding death.

This is also one of the reasons why the sons of the founders of the country are arrogant and domineering. Anyway, with the gold medal for avoiding death, it doesn't matter if they commit a crime.

"What? Benhou can leave now?"

Liao Yong took the gold medal for avoiding death from the servant, and shook the gold medal in his hand extremely arrogantly at Yang Rong.

In the eyes of these dignitaries who founded the country, newly promoted officials like Yang Rong are simply not enough.

After finishing speaking, Liao Yong didn't care what Yang Rong said, turned around and was about to leave.

"My lord, please uphold justice for my husband...!"

The bullied girl kowtowed angrily when she saw that Liao Yong was about to escape, her face was covered with blood.

Yang Rong's face was livid, and his fists were tightly clenched. He wished he could kill Liao Yong on the spot, but he also knew in his heart that he had the gold medal for avoiding death, so he had no right to kill him.

Yang Shiqi on the side shook his head slightly at Yang Rong, signaling him not to be impulsive.

The real situation is definitely not like Bao Gong's TV dramas, where people are always put on the head of a tiger.

Possessing the death-prevention gold medal means having imperial power to protect him. If Yang Rong forcibly killed Liao Yong regardless of the death-prevention gold medal, that would be contempt for the imperial power, and Yang Rong's own life would have to be taken.

And the common people watching outside the Qingtian Division were even more aggrieved at this time. Many of the common people witnessed Liao Yong's evil deeds on the spot.

But they are ordinary people, and they have no right to resist in front of such powerful people.

This has always been the case.

Even in the original history, 700 years later in the 21st century, it is still the same. In the eyes of the rich and powerful, the life of the fart is as humble as a mustard.

"A group of trash, dressed in official robes, really thought they were Lord Qingtian."

"Return Qing Tiansi, I'm sorry."

Liao Yong turned around, spat proudly, and walked away swaggeringly.

As for Yang Rong in the hall, he was silent and suppressed his anger.

Suddenly, his face suddenly changed.

Even Yang Shiqi, who was next to him, got up quickly, came to the hall, and knelt down respectfully.

The people watching outside the Qingtian Division also knelt down one after another at this time.

Liao Yong, who was about to leave, was surprised to see all the people kneeling down, thinking that he was really awesome, so many people knelt for him to see him off.

The death-free gold medal is cool!

He was about to leave happily.

Liao Yong was stunned by the phrase 'meet Your Majesty' on the spot.

His Majesty? !
He subconsciously turned around abruptly, and saw a young man sitting on the right seat in the courtroom.

Those eyes made him feel cold.

As the Marquis of Deqing, he had naturally participated in the enthronement ceremony and seen His Majesty's holy face.

"Get over here."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

In an instant, Liao Yong's legs couldn't move at all, his whole body was like a twisted puppet, his upper body was desperately trying to walk out, but his legs couldn't help walking into the courtroom.

'thump'.

Liao Yong, who had never kneeled down from the beginning to the end, knelt in the courtroom, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Minister, minister Liao Yong, see Your Majesty."

Liao Yong swallowed his saliva and saluted.

"Chen, my mother is the eldest daughter of King Dongou, minister, I am the eldest grandson of King Dongou, minister..."

Liao Yong hastily revealed his identity.

The king of Dongou was named after Tang He's death.

"Yang Rong."

Zhu Xiongying didn't care about this guy at all, but looked at Yang Rong.

"The minister is here."

Yang Rong bowed and stood by.

"Take this official to the execution ground and beheaded in half for public display."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

Liao Yong, who was kneeling on the ground, was taken aback for a moment, and then screamed.
"Your Majesty, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

"I am the eldest grandson of the King of Dongou, and I have a gold medal for avoiding death bestowed by the Supreme Emperor!"

As he spoke, Liao Yong held the gold medal for avoiding death high above his head.

Click.

Only a small sound was heard.

The death-preventing gold medal in his hand was actually shattered into dozens of pieces, and turned into dust the moment it hit the ground.

Liao Yong was stunned for a moment.

"Gold medal, my gold medal..."

In a daze.

The yamen servant had already stepped forward and dragged him out like a dead dog.

Outside the Qingtian Division, the voice of the people shouting long live reverberates endlessly over the Qingtian Division.

'Gold medal for avoiding death. '

Zhu Xiongying's eyes were cold.

For some reason, it was up to him to solve the remaining problems that Lao Zhu had not solved.

Previously, Zhu Xiongying wanted to deal with these founding dignitaries, so he just took advantage of this opportunity to deal with them together.

(End of this chapter)