When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 613 Zhang Ji: Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed! (Two chapters in one)

In the quiet street, a famous soldier of the Qin Army holding a torch quietly approached the courtyards lit with colorful lights.

Tonight is when the moon is dark and the wind is high. Although Zhang Ji's guard camp eats meat and vegetables every day and therefore has good night vision, it still takes some time to confirm the target even with a torch.

"Stupid! Your Majesty has already said that this kind of courtyard with colorful lights is definitely on the list!"

Yong Chi looked at his subordinates angrily.

According to Zhang Ji, if all the nobles of the Chu State were killed, maybe two or three households would be unjustly killed, but if every other household was killed, a large number of fish would definitely slip through the net!

Although Yong Chi said this, when he came to the gate of the mansion, he still raised a torch to illuminate the door plaque. After confirming that it was the Chen family on the list, he no longer hesitated.

Choking!

Yong Chi slowly pulled out the Qin sword from his waist, looked at the door of this luxurious mansion with a ferocious expression, and swung his sword towards the door with a false slash.

"Do it!"

Several soldiers from the personal guard battalion, holding wooden hammers with iron-wrapped tips, rushed towards the gate of the mansion.

boom!
With just one blow, this vermilion door had already deformed.

Although the nobles like to use nanmu, which is strong, beautiful in texture and has a slight woody fragrance, to make doors and furniture, nanmu is extremely susceptible to insects. Just like the Chu State, which is so vast and rich in resources, it is also gnawed by these aristocratic insects. , in the end, it is as strong on the outside as it is on the inside, and can be easily broken open like this door!

"continue!"

The wooden door hit the door hard for the second time. The moment the door was broken, the violent noise finally woke up the group of nobles who were still drunk and dreaming. There were domestic servants and private soldiers armed with weapons in twos and threes. Came to the gate.

However, these domestic servants and private soldiers who usually do evil and vicious things were speechless after meeting those cold eyes.

Not many of these private soldiers have been on the battlefield at all, and they are incomparable to the regular army, let alone the elite of Zhang Ji's personal guard battalion!
These 3,000-person guard battalions are all warriors selected from the army, starting from the third level of hairpin lords. Each one of them can serve as a hundred-man general in the army, and Zhang Ji will also practice hard skills to be the top three The high-level martial arts books were made public to the guard camp.

To put it bluntly, even if they encounter an equal number of Iron Eagle warriors, these guard battalions are still capable of fighting.

When a group of elite soldiers who have experienced battle formations stand in front of this rabble with murderous Qin swords in their hands, those who can avoid being scared to death are considered warriors.

shhhhhh!
As the guards in the back row pulled the trigger, Qin Nu fired a row of arrows, knocking the mob to the ground. The guards in the front rushed forward with Qin swords in hand, aiming at everyone who fell. The people and corpses on the ground were all attacked, and they were immediately rushing towards the main hall and the backyard.

Even though the formation was dispersed, the guard battalion still maintained a three-person team with two holding swords and one holding a crossbow.

"Quick...run!"

"Why are there thieves in the house!"

"Who are you, you don't know where this is... ah——!"

Yong Chi cut off the head of the old servant who tried to stop him with a sword, and blood spurted out from the broken neck. Yong Chi's blood-stained face was as frightening as a legendary ghost.

But Yong Chi just wiped his face with his sleeve, then turned to look at the soldiers of the guard camp behind him and shouted: "Your Majesty has an order. Except for Chen Yang, the head of the Chen family, all the others who are armed with weapons will be killed." !”

"Put down your sword and avoid death!"

The same thing happened in various mansions in the city. The screams and fighting sounds were endless. The entire Chen County fell into extreme panic for a while, but no one dared to go out to investigate the situation. Many people also doubted whether Chu After the army attacked the city at night, they fought with the Qin army in the streets.

It wasn't until Yinshi that the sound of fighting stopped, leaving only bursts of sobbing, low groans of pain, and the sound of peasants washing the floor.

At dawn, the crowing of a cock ushered in the morning sun, and the sound of gongs called out the people who had been awake all night.

"Your Majesty has an order. Please gather every household outside the city. Your Majesty has something to announce!"

Shao Sao and Cai Ci, whose eyes were bloodshot, led their men to beat gongs and drums and shout in the city. With their reputation and character in Chen County, although the people were frightened, they were still willing to try to believe them. They are willing to try to believe in the Qin army that has provided them with hope of survival during this period, even if there was a massacre close at hand last night.

Zhang Ji stood on a makeshift high platform next to the city gate, looking at the Chu people who looked either frightened, cowardly, disgusted, or plain, and waved his hand.

Immediately, a soldier from the personal guard camp appeared in everyone's sight, escorting nobles with shackles and ropes. At this moment, these nobles had disheveled hair, bare feet, and some of them had injuries from punches, kicks or sword blades. The wound no longer has the aloof aristocratic air of the past, like a peacock that has been plucked. No, it is as panicked as a bereaved dog.

At this moment, almost the vast majority of the lower-level Chu people applauded secretly in their hearts, and a few brave ones even applauded openly.

From ancient times to the present, the people at the bottom have a hatred of the rich.

As long as someone has a higher status than them or is richer than them, especially those who were unattainable in the past, as long as they fall from the altar, the people will feel a sense of satisfaction when they know that it is engraved in their bones. The psychology of eating melon.

Therefore, since ancient times, whenever there is a calamity year and the people are still starving and dying even after receiving relief from the imperial court, the imperial court will send out censors or imperial envoys to find out a few abandoned corrupt officials and kill them in public, causing resentment among the people without even caring. Are they corrupt officials?

Even if Bao Qingtian was pulled out and chopped, a few people might be sad, but the vast majority of people would join the majority in shouting "The Emperor is wise" and praise the imperial envoy or censor as "Master Qingtian".

They are happy when they see rich or powerful people fall from power.

What's more, this group of aristocrats who do all kinds of evil on a daily basis, collect more taxes privately, and embezzle the subsidies and pensions given to the people by the temples of Chu State!

Seeing the angry Chu people, Yong Chi, Wang Ling and others who were responsible for maintaining order on the side shouted loudly to their soldiers to pay attention to maintaining order. Zhang Ji walked down the temporary high platform and came to the side of Chen Yang, the head of the Chen family. He grasped his right hand and sucked the Qin sword from the waist of the guard beside him into his hand. The cold sword body was roughly pressed against a pair of The miserable-looking Chen Yang lifted up his disheveled face stained with blood and dust from his chin.

"He is the head of the Chen family in Chen County, a descendant of the former Chen royal family, and the largest nobleman in Chen County."

"As for how many evil things Chen has done... you fellow villagers should know better than me."

Zhang Ji's words and Chen Yang's miserable look were like sparks thrown into the firewood, causing raging fire to rise into the sky!

"Repay my poor daughter!"

"Bitch thief! Give my wife her life back!"

"Damn it! My three sons died in the battlefield, and all their pensions were swallowed up by them! Poor, my two daughters-in-law had to work every day just after they gave birth to children, and they were exhausted to death, leaving the two children without a father. Mother’s orphan!”

"The thief must pay with his life!"

A stone was thrown from the crowd and hit Chen Yang.

This stone was like a fuse that aroused the inner will of resistance of these Chu people who were squeezed by the nobles. Stones were thrown up one after another, even affecting Zhang Ji and the other guards standing near Chen Yang, but they were Zhang Ji waved his hand, and the stones shattered into powder the moment they hit the internal force barrier.

"woo woo woo woo."

Chen Yang looked at the stones that were shattered instantly and felt relieved, but he could only make a whimpering sound, and at the same time, a mixture of blood and saliva would flow from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Ji frowned slightly, looked at Yong Chi beside him, and whispered: "What's going on?"

Yong Chi scratched his head. Although he was a little submissive, he had no intention of admitting his mistake.

"This guy insulted your Majesty. His words were very disrespectful to your Majesty's concubines and ladies. I was not angry and simply cut out his tongue."

Zhang Ji was a little helpless. He originally wanted Chen Yang to state in person the crimes he and his tribe had committed, but now it seemed that he didn't want Chen Yang to speak. There was a sense of death without evidence, but after thinking about it, Chen Yang said hello. The matter of his mother and his wives and concubines...forget it, I'll give Yong Chi another credit later.

"How many crimes this man has committed, and whether he should be executed or not, I think the fellow villagers should know better than me. Do you think he should be executed or not?"

Zhang Ji held his left hand empty, and lifted Chen Yang up with a big hand with concentrated internal strength. He held it up in the air to show all the Chu people in Chen County how miserable the descendant of the Chen royal family, who was bright and aloof yesterday, looked in embarrassment.

"Even if we trace back to Emperor Shun, the ancestor of the Chen family, he was just a poor Dongyi people in the past. How do you compare with Emperor Shun when he was young?"

"When Emperor Shun was young, he was impoverished and his family was not harmonious. How did he compare to his father and fellow villagers?"

"If you encounter nobles who illegally infringe on your interests, pick up your butcher's knife for slaughtering meat, bring your plows for plowing the land, and pull out the bolts of your doors. Let these nobles understand the truth like this!"

Zhang Ji approached the crowd step by step, smiled and walked to a middle-aged man holding a pole: "Don't be afraid."

Zhang Ji walked up behind the middle-aged man, held the middle-aged man's hands holding the pole, and hit Chen Yang hard on the head.

In an instant, with a burst of exclamation and a scream, Chen Yang's head was like a smashed fruit, red, white and yellow flying everywhere.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed!"

"Princes, generals and ministers... would you rather have the seed?"

This sentence exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

This is a saying that farmers have said hundreds of years ago, but farmers still regard princes and generals as princes and generals, but Zhang Ji showed the fragile side of princes and generals in front of the people.

Princes, generals and ministers are also human beings. They will feel pain if they are beaten, they will bleed if they are beaten hard, and they will die if they bleed too much!

They are not superior to you!
With just a pole, the noble bloodline of the former descendant of King Chen's royal family and the son-in-law of King Wu of Zhou could smash his head to pieces!
If we say that the farmer's slogan "Princes, generals, ministers, would rather have seeds" is an empty slogan, it only brings endless internal strife and struggles to the farmer himself.

Then Zhang Ji's words "Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have seeds" tore off the fig leaf of the nobility and planted a seed of resistance in the hearts of the people all over the world.

However, this is obviously an act of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging oneself by ten thousand.

But since the people will understand resistance sooner or later, it is better to let them resist earlier, before the world has been unified by the Qin State, and the anger that has been accumulated in their hearts for thousands of years against the "princes and generals" will burst out.

Of course, Qin obviously does not need to bear many consequences.

After all, even if he planted a seed of resistance in the hearts of the people, if they couldn't survive, or if the nobles and officials went too far, who among the ordinary people would take that risk to rebel?

Moreover, Zhang Ji believed that Ying Zheng had the same idea as him.

As long as they do a good enough job and make people's lives happier, then people will live and work in peace and contentment. How can they rebel?

If the Qin State is reduced to the point where the old Qin people are about to rebel, then this kind of Qin State will not be the same for all generations. Instead of dying in the hands of others, it deserves to die, as long as it falls in the hands of the Chinese son.

(End of this chapter)