Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

"To be an accomplice to the evildoers and help them to commit atrocities?"

When Li Chongguang thought of the charges Xie Lang had brought against Jiang Xinbai, his face suddenly darkened.

If Jiang Xinbai is an accomplice of the tiger and helps Zhou to commit atrocities, then who is the tiger and who is Zhou?

This sentence was Xie Lang's roundabout way of scolding him. How could he accept it?

"Li Jingming, you can fool everyone in the world, but you can't fool me. What destiny, what coming from the future, are all your lies. These charges are all fabricated by you."

"You are really good at this! As expected of you, Li Jingming, you planned all this, and now the officials have full faith in you. Even if you are telling lies, they will believe it. Jiang Xinbai's crime was also fabricated by you, but the officials did not question it at all. You said that Jiang Xinbai was an accomplice to the evil, and he helped the tyrant to commit atrocities. In fact, you are pinning these crimes on me."

"Am I right, Li Jingming?"

Li Chongguang shouted when he said this, and anyone could see that he had no place to vent his anger.

Then Xie Lang continued reading the memorial in his hand as if he hadn't heard it.

"Li Jingming, why don't you say something?" Xie Lang's disregard made Li Chongguang even more furious.

Just when Li Chongguang was about to continue venting his dissatisfaction, Xie Lang raised his head calmly, and Li Chongguang calmed down instantly.

What did he see?

Xie Lang's eyes revealed the look of looking at a dead person, there was no ripple in them, and his eyes were calm to the point of being terrifying.

Then he felt a breath of death enveloping him.

It made him want to escape from here for a moment.

At this moment, Xie Lang smiled at him, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Since my royal brother is here, I don't need to send anyone to invite him."

"Four hundred and fifty thousand soldiers died for their country. How can Great Yan forget them? I have ordered a hero's tomb to be built outside the capital, and the bodies of the dead soldiers will be transported there for burial."

Xie Lang's tone and the content of his words were very calm, but why did Li Chongguang feel an eerie chill?

It was really unlucky for Xie Lang to mention 450,000 soldiers at this time. He must have done it to annoy him.

In his opinion, those people died and that was it. If they were not useless and could not defeat even the 50,000 soldiers of the Khitan, how could he be captured?

How could he lose his throne?

"Royal sister, it is natural for soldiers to sacrifice their lives for their country. That is their duty. You don't have to spend so much manpower, material resources and financial resources to build a hero's tomb for them."

Li Chongguang always felt that Xie Lang's words were sinister and definitely not a good thing, but at this time he did not dare to get angry at Xie Lang.

"My brother, because of his selfishness, almost let the capital fall to the Khitan. Four hundred and fifty thousand soldiers died because of me, and nearly half of the ministers also died. Don't you feel any guilt in your heart?"

"I did nothing wrong. It was my ministers who were wrong. If they were not incompetent, we would not have suffered such a crushing defeat. It was the soldiers who were wrong. If they had not neglected their military force, I would not have fallen to the Khitan." Li Chongguang subconsciously retorted when he heard Xie Lang's words.

He did nothing wrong, and he could not admit his mistake. He was the emperor, and an emperor could not make mistakes.

However, seeing Xie Lang's increasingly cold expression, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly solemn, and Li Chongguang also became flustered. He hurriedly said: "The crisis of Dayan has been resolved, and now the Khitan has been destroyed, all thanks to the imperial sister!"

"Haha~ My brother is really funny."

Xie Lang sneered, his tone full of sarcasm, and then said: "Half a month later, I will hold a memorial ceremony in the suburbs of Beijing to commemorate the dead heroes. My brother, please come with us."

"It's up to my imperial sister to decide on this matter. I don't need to go." Li Chongguang hated Xie Lang very much. Xie Lang kept talking about things that were out of the question. If he went, he might be ridiculed by everyone.

"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm notifying you."

Xie Lang's tone turned cold, the atmosphere in the hall became stagnant, and the situation suddenly became tense.

Under Li Chongguang's shocked gaze, Xie Lang's cold voice continued: "In other words, you have to go whether you want to or not."

After he finished speaking, the air pressure in the hall dropped again. Although it was already mid-spring, Li Chongguang felt a chill running through his heart.

"I am the Emperor Emeritus, your elder brother. In terms of status and position, I am above you. I don't want to go, do you want to force me, sister?"

Li Chongguang's face looked very ugly. No matter what, he was still the emperor emeritus and his elder brother.

Even according to etiquette, she had to serve him well.

"Isn't this obvious? I am forcing you. How do you think about this, my brother?"

After hearing Xie Lang's words, Li Chongguang's expression changed from ugly to angry.

What a good sentence! So what if I force you?

He really wanted to get angry at Xie Lang, but he couldn't do it.

He now has neither military power nor political power, only the status of an emperor emeritus. How can he compete with Xie Lang?

"Come here, ask the emperor to go back. Don't leave the palace without permission. When the sacrificial ceremony begins, invite the emperor to watch the ceremony together."

Xie Lang smiled at Li Chongguang, and then a large group of soldiers came to "invite" Li Chongguang back.

Li Chongguang's face changed drastically, and he questioned Xie Lang: "Li Jingming, you dare to put me under house arrest? Imprisoned my brother, and forced me to participate in some sacrificial ceremony. Aren't you afraid of causing criticism from the world? Aren't you afraid of the historical records of future generations?"

In response to Li Chongguang's question, Xie Lang simply replied: "The right and wrong, merits and demerits, will be judged by future generations."

She doesn't care about other people's opinions, whether they are cruel or righteous, bright or dark, upright or sinister...

She doesn't care about these, she always just does herself.

Don’t ask right or wrong.

It is not about doing evil for the sake of being evil, or doing good for the sake of being good.

Only the Spring and Autumn Annals know me and judge me!

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Time quickly came to fifteen days later.

Xie Lang wore a twelve-chapter crown, a twelve-tassel crown on his head, and a long sword at his waist and went to the suburbs to perform sacrifices.

All the civil and military officials were present, and the retired emperor Li Chongguang was also dressed up and brought over.

As soon as the ministers saw Li Chongguang, their faces suddenly darkened.

Standing among the court officials, Zhang Zexian wanted to ridicule Li Chongguang severely. Since Li Chongguang came back, he had written a lot of evidence about Li Chongguang's crimes.

Although Li Chongguang was not the emperor, he was still the emperor emeritus and also belonged to the monarch.

To discuss the king as a minister is disrespectful.

However, Zhang Zexian didn't care. He even made a ballad about Li Chongguang's crimes and spread it throughout the capital.

In his opinion, Li Chongguang was a disaster. His brother died because of him. How could he not blame him? So he scolded him as much as he could.

Now it is a grand sacrificial ceremony to commemorate the dead soldiers, and the state must be maintained solemnly, so Zhang Zexian was unusually serious today.

What followed was a series of complicated procedures, and everyone looked heavy-hearted.

Except for Li Chongguang, if no one was watching him, he could even escape from here.

In the whole scene, Li Chongguang was the only clown.

"…Since one is brave and also uses force, one will be strong and cannot be bullied. After the body dies, the spirit will be spiritual, and the soul will be a ghost hero!"

Everyone sang a tragic elegy to mourn their dead fellow soldiers and commemorate the heroic souls of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for their country.

Since the participants of this sacrificial ceremony included not only the emperor and his ministers but also many soldiers, the tragic singing resounded throughout the sky and could even be heard by the people far away in the city of Daliang.

Many people who heard the singing put down what they were doing and looked solemnly towards the suburbs.

After all the memorial procedures were completed, Xie Lang stood on the high platform and said to Wang Linxian, "Bring the people up."

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There is one more chapter after this, and this volume will be finished. I am currently working on it, so it will be a bit late. It won’t be too late for you to read it tomorrow morning.