Mysterious Tribulation

polling day.

Nine gates of gold and stone.

The expressionless Liujia soldiers gathered to maintain the order of the team and also acted as the important task of the ticket counter.

Emperor... Your Majesty...

Yang Fei mixed in the team, touching a silver bean in his arms, feeling complicated and unspeakable.

This silver bean is exquisitely crafted, with snowflake-like textures on the surface, obviously high-quality snowflake silver, and weighs about one or two dollars.

Even if it is placed in the homes of ordinary people in the capital, it can be regarded as a considerable income.

It can be seen that the imperial court spent at least one million taels of silver for this referendum!

The team is like a long dragon, slowly moving forward.

On the other hand, Yang Fei saw some old people on the side of the road who were heartbroken, or shouted loudly: The demon way is messing up the country, why don't you stand up and resist?

Taizu is in prison, we are incompetent, incompetent...

Those Liujia soldiers were also ordered. If these scumbags were just crying or something, they didn't have to worry about it at all, just to let people see clearly the ugly behavior of famous teachers.

And if you dare to take up arms to resist, you must admire their spirit and send them to the Underworld by the way!

The team moved slowly and stepped forward...

It is said that for the sake of fairness and justice, they can actually come to vote secretly at night, and even cover their faces.

He took a deep breath and saw the big vat at the city gate.

Many people stood on tiptoes and tried to stick their heads out, wanting to see the beans in the vat.

Yang Fei followed the trend, he was taller, and finally saw it...

Only a thin layer of silver can be seen at the bottom of the huge tank, not even covering the dark bottom.

The common people at the foot of the imperial city are best at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages... Your Majesty has lost power, and few people are willing to publicly express their support for the emperor...

'And...a tael of silver is quite a lot, instead of throwing it away, it's better to take it home and use it for yourself...that's the most real...'

Holding the silver bean tightly in Yang Fei's hand, his mind turned back and forth: It seems... His Majesty the Emperor must die... Although emperors have been killed in all dynasties, they are all the last emperors. In this way, the founding ancestor of the dynasty was killed by a referendum in the capital... It's really an anecdote through the ages! '

Hey! Are you still leaving?

In a trance, Yang Fei was pushed.

At this time, he came back to his senses and realized that he had already passed the city gate without knowing it.

And that silver bean was still tightly held in his hand.

Looking back, Yang Fei couldn't help but feel a little lost, holding the silver beans in his hand, he felt a little bloody.

Immediately, he decided that he would not use the silver beans and would make them a family heirloom in the future.

...

Dragon view.

Du Longzi, who had gone to the deep mountains, had returned at some point, and was boiling tea in a pavilion on the top of a mountain.

His palms are steady and firm... as if nothing can move him.

At this time, the movements are smooth and flowing, and two cups of tea have been brewed.

After Dulongzi finished making tea, Aaron came across to him, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, It really is good tea!

Oh...the referendum is no longer necessary.

Du Longzi sighed and looked in the direction of the Jinshi City Imperial Palace.

I saw that there was a blue-purple real dragon whose scales were scattered, leaving only a skeleton, and it was still dying.

There are countless people's grievances, turning into blood, as if the real dragon will be drowned in the next moment.

This means that Xiao Liang has no life to speak of!

That's right... I've made up my mind, and the emperor will be officially executed in three days.

Aaron said lightly.

How about Xiao Liang, the old man has already accomplished the task of helping the dragon, so I don't want to worry about it... What about you, the national teacher?

Du Longzi's expression became serious: Forcibly killing a real dragon, or the founding ancestor of the country, the real dragon whose fortune is on the rise, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?

Others don't know, but Du Longzi knows that Aaron really suffered backlash in the battle to kill the Golden King!

It's just that Aaron at that time could change Xiao Liang's name to Human Emperor, and divert conflicts and attention with the offense between heaven and man.

But to kill Xiao Liang this time, there is really no other way but to bear the backlash alone!

Dulongzi, you and I have known each other for many years, you must know... I have a big ambition, I want to change the world and make everyone like a dragon!

Aaron smiled lightly and said, Since ancient times, there have been victims of reforms, so why not have one more?

Du Longzi's expression was shocked, and he got up and bowed: Fellow Daoist Gao Yi, the old Taoist is ashamed! It's just that on the day of slaying the dragon, there must be a catastrophe... Even if the Buddhist Taoist has been suppressed these years, he will do it, as far as the old Taoist knows ...the only real people left in the Taoist sect, the arhats from the Brahma sect, are rushing to Jinshi City now!

Alright, I'm afraid they won't come!

Aaron took another sip of tea, his eyes were deep and deep, as if carrying an inexplicable flame.

...

Three days later.

Before the main entrance of the palace.

A large number of people gathered, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, but it was almost audible.

After all, the result of the referendum was announced that day, and the real dragon will be killed today!

Xiao Liang was the former King of Liang, and now the founding ancestor of the world!

For such a generation of true dragons, instead of giving them three-foot white silk and poisonous wine, they really wanted to kill them with knives and axes!

This kind of practice can be regarded as completely breaking through the bottom line of many Confucian scholars, causing them to enter a state of collapse of the Three Views.

Maybe some people have already had thoughts like 'it's not me who is wrong, but this world'.

And among the crowd, there were many disguised monks and Taoist priests.

A man in green robe looked at the sun and saw a group of soldiers pushing a large number of prisoners out, he couldn't help sighing: It's really a street where the bones of the princes have been trampled...Among these people, there are many people who were ordered by the princes, but now they are being punished. Knock off the dust...

Hey... since the debut of Xu Lingzi, how can there be a certain number in the world?

Another person sneered and said, This time... Could it be that Han Shanguan also wants to make a move?

No, no, my Daoist Daoist and Brahman Arhats are all here... What can I do as a small temple? I just came to watch the fun...

The green-robed man hastily shook his hands.

At this time, these prisoners had already been tied to the wall, and a team of musketeers lined up, raising their guns...

Well, the new dynasty has a new atmosphere, and at the same time, too many people were killed, and the executioner was too busy, so Aaron ordered that only the important ones be beheaded, and the rest should be shot!

put!

bang bang!

A row of musketeers pulled the trigger, and with the smoke, all the prisoners were bloody, and the wall behind them exploded into holes.

After this group of people died, another group of people was pulled up.

At the beginning, the people watched with great interest, but later on, they became numb and even afraid...

This is also the majesty of the law of the country!

Aaron sat on the position of the beheading officer, and after killing a group of princes and uncles, he proposed to behead Zhang Jushi.

This gentleman does have the air of a gentleman who dies, but it's a pity that after beheading, he is still a headless corpse.

When it was noon, he delivered an order in a cold voice: It's noon, Ti Xiaoliang!

Everyone's heart trembled!