After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Zhao Chenyi looked at the faces of the Xiang family and sighed inwardly.

He just said that the Xiang family is smart. Look, they are now waiting for his next words.

Zhao Chenyi smiled slightly: "Du Qinghan calls Yangzhi Liushu, the eldest daughter of Mr. Du. Uncle Mo is Miss Du's bodyguard."

Also considered half a master.

But there is no need to say this.

The Xiang family members had such expressions on their faces that Zhao Chenyi also laughed.

Since he expressed his support for everything the Xiang family does, he will tell the Xiang family everything except Chu Xuan's identity.

Henry Chu’s identity is very special, and it would not be a good thing to tell the Xiang family.

It's better not to know.

Zhao Chenyi also told the news that Miss Du brought from the capital.

On the day Emperor Chu died, the weather improved, and the people in the capital all said that Emperor Chu deserved to die.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the Great Cold came.

The capital city belongs to the north and is already severely cold. Now during the severe cold season, many people froze to death overnight.

The people who had previously been happy with the new emperor were saying that it was the new emperor who had snatched the Emperor of Chu's throne, causing God to become angry and punish him, and that was how they were harmed.

The new emperor is causing the common people to suffer from the cold. He wants the new emperor to give up the throne and make the man named Chu the emperor again.

So, overnight, all the men named Chu were killed.

Including newborn babies.

That night, there were screams, swords flashing, and blood flowing like rivers.

This kind of tragedy made scholars angry and protested one after another.

Unexpectedly, the protesting scholars also separated and died on the streets.

The scholars became even more angry and formed gangs together to shout slogans around the imperial city.

In this way, in broad daylight, a dozen masked men massacred scholars in the street.

Another day of blood flowing and swords flashing.

The riot lasted for three days, and more than fifty scholars died.

After hearing this, the students in the Imperial College wanted to join the protest team one after another.

Mr. Jijiu, his head turned pale with sorrow, and the masters in the Imperial College stopped the students by order and did not allow them to go out.

Only to save the lives of these brave and ignorant students.

For a time, there was a raging noise, and the people did not dare to go to the streets or speak loudly.

The scholar was stopped by his family and not allowed to go out.

The students were detained in the academy and were not allowed to travel.

In the entire capital, except for the victims outside the city, they were still a little angry, because the patrols patrolling the city were active.

Everything was as quiet as an empty city.

Although the officials still went out to court at Yinshi, the number of guards around them increased a lot.

When people meet, they dare not say hello, let alone whisper to each other.

They are obviously acquaintances, but they are like strangers, not knowing each other when they meet.

Go directly back to your hometown next morning and never stay outside.

The new emperor was very satisfied with the attitude of the ministers and asked if this was okay.

Several ministers flattered the new emperor.

As a result, he died in bed that night, and his tongue was cut out.

So it was rumored that this was done by the new emperor.

The scholars even said that the new emperor did this to scare the monkeys and shock them, the scholars.

Just to scare the monkeys, he sent secret guards to kill the new emperor who was flattering the officials. After hearing this, he was furious, but he was very happy in his heart.

He just wants to let all the people in the capital know that he is the emperor and he has the final say in everything here.

He sent the Imperial Guard to patrol the entire city. If they encountered any scholar who dared to chew his tongue, he would catch him and execute him immediately.

His original words were that we are a huge country with so many talented people, and if you don’t accept it, you will die.

The scholar, who was already furious, heard this and smashed the palace door angrily.

After hearing this, the students climbed onto the wall to join the protest.

The Lord Jijiu and his wives rushed to the palace gate in fear.

Blocking the students who are full of justice and ignorant of world affairs and full of anger.

However, it was too late.

The powerless students and scholars were unilaterally massacred by the Imperial Guards after the new emperor gave the order.

Rivers of blood flowed, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

There are many scholars in the capital, both rich and poor.

Ninety percent of the students in the Imperial College are the children of officials, and 10% are the children of ordinary people.

When the officials learned about the tragedy that happened in front of the palace, they knelt in front of the palace to plead for the scholar.

The common people thought that it was really difficult for a poor family who had studied hard for ten years to finally produce a student. They must not kill him, so they came to plead for mercy.

The officials and common people knelt in front of the palace gate. The new emperor did not appear, but asked the imperial guards to draw a separation line.

Those who cross the line die.

The new emperor listened to the situation reported by the imperial guards and sneered: "I am already the emperor, and I still want to listen to you?"

"This entire country belongs to me, and your lives also belong to me."

"Kill if I tell you to. No one can teach me how to do anything."

He worked so hard to climb up here, not just to accommodate you losers.

But I want to tell you from the top that I am in control of your life.

If I ask you to live, you will live; if I ask you to die, you will die.

Never compromise.

This is the meaning of his being an emperor.

The newly appointed Prime Minister, Mr. Sun, knelt at the front, looking at the bright red blood slowly flowing under his official robe, and he burst into tears.

Only now did he understand that Du Xiang had a vicissitudes of life on his face, and he knew what he could do but couldn't do.

He had persuaded Prime Minister Du before, but Prime Minister Du still rushed forward without hesitation.

Because he has no way out.

Because this is the responsibility of being the head of officials.

He is a role model for all scholars.

It is the sadness of knowing that you are going to die but still pushing forward.

At that time, Emperor Chu and Prime Minister Du were unable to change, but they wanted to change.

Now the new emperor, he is unable to change the other party's mind, but he has to protect these scholars.

At that time, he wished that Du Xiang would die and then take his place.

Become a person who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Now, he looked up to the sky and sighed, with tears streaming down his face, and shouted miserably: Prime Minister Du, I miss you.

Come back quickly, I can't stand it, and I can't do it either.

The name of Prime Minister sounds nice, but you must also have the ability to match it, otherwise it will be a dead end.

Sun Xiang now understood what Du Xiang said: I am very timid, I am not bold at all, I have always wanted to live.

He really understood that kind of powerlessness, that kind of weakness, that kind of greatness that was clearly greedy for life and afraid of death, but had to stand up.

At the same time, it makes people admire and hate him.

Sun Xiang looked up at the falling snow, and looked down at the blood that was frozen and no longer flowing.

He was heartbroken.

Sun Xiang looked forward and saw dozens of frozen corpses lying there.

Dozens of forbidden soldiers looked struggling, but they had to hold on to the swords in their hands to guard the palace gate they wanted to guard.

He looked back and saw all the officials kneeling here with him, crying loudly and begging the emperor to show mercy.

Behind them were the scholars who were stopped by the guards of the officials.

If he didn't stop them, he was really afraid that they would rush over and be killed by the Imperial Guards.

It is not easy to become a scholar.

It is even more difficult to produce an official who does practical things for the people.

Scholars are killing one and one less.

The loss of one scholar is not only a life, but also a loss of fresh blood for their country.

It is also a fault line in this country.

If these old men are gone and fresh blood is not replaced, this country may be swallowed up by other countries.

At that time, his children and grandchildren became slaves of the subjugated country.

How could he let go?

How dare you let go?

Behind the scholar stood the common people in the city.

They were dressed in colorful and ragged clothes, and it looked like they were wearing everything they could wear at home.

They were shivering with cold, their heads and bodies were covered with snowflakes, and they were treading on the spot with trembling feet.