Zhi Xuan

After the fire, the western capital was full of ruins.Behind the collapsed city walls, there was no intact building to be found, and it was a scene of decay.

Even a rich and powerful clan would inevitably feel heartbroken in the face of such a loss, let alone a countryman and ordinary people with poor family wealth.

"It's very difficult to rebuild a city."

Due to the collapse of houses and blocked roads in the city, it was difficult to pass vehicles, and Doctor Qing could only ride horses or walk.Everyone came to the clan workshop along the rubble-covered road, shaking their heads and sighing when they saw the situation in front of them.

The people of the country and the common people looked depressed, but they had to cheer up and rummaged through the burnt houses, hoping to find something useful.

The slaves rushed to the west of the city, where the straw huts and wooden houses had already been burned to the ground.They scraped through the ashes with bare hands, just to find the remains of their loved ones.However, the fire was so intense that the people trapped in the fire were all so charred that they could not be identified at all, and some had only a few bones left.

There was really no other way, everyone could only collect the remains they found, transport them outside the city to bury them together, and then sacrifice together.

After being burned, the Western Capital City no longer saw the prosperity of the past, only devastated.Like a giant who has been severely injured, his body is covered in bruises and riddled with holes.

When Zhi Xuan came to the Monarch's Mansion, the war horse neighed and stomped its front hooves.

The entire mansion was burned, and the pavilions and pavilions no longer existed. Only the stone platform and stone foundation were still intact, the surface was covered with scorched black, and there were broken beams, all of which were carbonized in the fire.

Zhi Xuan got off his horse and stepped on the stone steps in front of the door. Thinking of the last time he came, he felt as if he had passed away.

"My lord, Mrs. Mi has been found."

The servant who entered the mansion earlier came to meet him, and bowed five steps away from Zhixuan to salute.

They found Mrs. Mi in a collapsed courtyard. Her body had been charred, and a few pieces of broken jade remained in the ashes, confirming Mrs. Mi's identity.

"Use the coffin to restrain yourself, and bring Yuan Kang over here." Zhixuan said.

"No!" The waiter took the order and immediately went out of the city to lead people.

There was nowhere to stay in the city, so Marquis Nishihara and his family stayed outside the city temporarily, resting in a temporary tent.Mrs. Yang sent someone to find Zhixuan and told Mrs. Mi that if she failed to leave the city, she might have died in the sea of ​​fire.

Zhi Xuan remembered that when he woke up for the first time, the bright and flamboyant, domineering and proud woman in front of him didn't have much emotion. He just asked the servants to search the ruins and prepare the restrained coffin in advance.

Family Mi's rebellion, Prince Kang set fire to the city, it is impossible for Mrs. Mi not to be implicated.But after all, she is the concubine of Marquis Xiyuan, and she deserves to be honored when she dies like a lamp goes out.

Zhi Xuan stood in front of the mansion gate and watched the servants busy.

More than 20 slaves carried wooden coffins into the mansion, and more than a dozen maidservants wore white skirts with animal bones and bird feathers on their heads, and were ordered to collect the corpse for Mrs. Mi.

Young Master Kang was escorted over, but he was still tied up.

The armored soldier dragged him to Zhi Xuan, and knelt on the ground.Young Master Kang raised his head, his face was full of ferociousness, his eyes spewed fire, without the slightest sign of guilt or repentance.

Zhi Xuan looked at him with a calm expression, his dark eyes were like an abyss, and no waves appeared.

In front of the burnt monarch's mansion, the two stood and knelt, the former looked down from a height, and the latter raised his head and glared.

The burly soldier held a halberd, and the bowed servants stepped down the steps. The pale maidservants lined up in a row, and the corners of their skirts tilted as they walked, revealing ankles scratched by wooden thorns.

The wind was moving, bringing a smell of burning.

Zhi Xuan stared at Young Master Kang, and suddenly lost interest.He wanted to say something, but when he saw the person being pressed in front of him, he suddenly felt that it was useless to say more, so why waste his tongue.

"Zhi Xuan, don't be complacent! My father's favorite son is me, so I should be the eldest son, and I will be the future Marquis of Xiyuan!" Young Master Kang roared loudly, looking like he was insane.

Jiashidun showed anger, and his hands became stronger.

Young Master Kang yelled several times, seeing that Zhixuan was unmoved, he began to abuse wantonly, the words he uttered were unbearable, and in the eyes of onlookers he was a complete lunatic.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the stone steps, followed by the dull sound of the wooden coffin falling to the ground.

Young Master Kang's voice paused, he didn't stop voluntarily, but was slapped on the face by the scabbard in Zhi Xuan's hand.

"Zhi Xuan, how dare you..."

Before Young Master Kang could finish speaking, Zhi Xuan grabbed him by the collar like a dead dog, dragged him to the wooden coffin, and threw him over.

Young Master Kang staggered and fell, lying on the sarcophagus.Seeing the charred corpse in the coffin, he let out a scream and was about to dodge backwards.

Zhi Xuan pressed his head down, forcing him to continue lying on it, facing the dead Mrs. Mi.

"Look at Qingqing, she is your mother, the mother you burned to death with your own hands." Zhi Xuan said every word, his voice did not fluctuate, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Gongzi Kang's head, "She took poison and begged for your life. The result You burned her with your own hands."

"No, no, I don't believe it, you are talking nonsense!" Young Master Kang desperately shook his head.

"Yuan Kang, you are not worthy to be my opponent. Mi Wu can, Mi Ji can, your mother can, but you are not worthy." Zhi Xuan has no anger, only contempt, "You are not even a loser in a political struggle." Not qualified, all because you are not worthy, understand?"

Young Master Kang was lying on the wooden coffin, his face was contorted, and his eyes were red.

"You think you are smart, but you are stupider than anyone else. You are cruel, but you have no finger of a tyrant. You are a total failure. Your only use is to pay for the lives of those who died in the fire."

As soon as the words fell, Zhi Xuan let go of his hand, and immediately a soldier stepped forward and dragged Young Master Kang away.

A execution ground was cleared out of the ruins, and son Kang will be publicly executed.

Someone in the city had already informed that the city residents who had lost everything in the fire poured in one after another, and the area around the execution ground was quickly crowded.

When the soldiers appeared dragging Young Master Kang, the crowd was silent for a moment, and then erupted into appalling noises.Everyone was roaring and waving their fists, and some grabbed clods and stones from the ground and threw them at Young Master Kang.

There were more than 30 people kneeling on the execution ground, all of whom were dead soldiers of the Mi family. They set fire to the city together with Prince Kang.

Several carriages were parked in front of these people, their hands, feet and necks were tied with hemp ropes, and they would be ripped apart in front of the whole city, as a typical example.

The horses pulling the cart are blindfolded, and the driver holds a long whip.

When Mr. Kang was brought, the No. 1 dead man had already been put on the execution ground. Accompanied by the loud sound of the whip, the horses spread all four hooves. blood mist.

This scene stunned Gong Zikang.

After a short period of sluggishness, fear finally appeared on his face.He began to struggle desperately, shouting in his mouth: "I am the eldest son of the monarch!"

The soldier turned a deaf ear to him, and led him to the gallows amidst the roar of the crowd, and the executioner put a rope on him.

The hemp rope kept tightening, and Young Master Kang was so frightened that he lost control on the spot.

The voices of the crowd continued to rise, and the curses continued one after another.

"Damn it! He should die!"

The emotions of the Chinese people are the most intense.

Young Master Kang committed a heinous crime by setting fire to the Western Capital City.

In this fire, how many families were displaced and lost everything overnight.

Without their houses and properties, and without any harvest in the fields, how would they survive?

Even if he can join the army, the gold and silk obtained from the war can only keep the family from starving to death, not to mention rebuilding the house and reclaiming the land.If there is a natural disaster, I am afraid that some family members will starve to death!

"kill him!"

The people of the country shouted angrily, and the common people also waved their fists.The slaves did not dare to approach, and stood behind the crowd, looking at Young Master Kang with hatred in their eyes.

"Execution!"

Zu Wu swung the sledgehammer, and the stake under his feet was knocked away in an instant. Gong Zikang's feet flew into the air, trying to struggle desperately, but he couldn't break free at all, and the rope around his neck became tighter and tighter.

Another dead man was tied with ropes, and amidst the screams, the horses began to gallop.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the air, and the crowd's voices remained undiminished.

They were venting, scolding, and releasing the emotions squeezed in their chests.Only in this way will they not collapse, will not be overwhelmed by the future, and can continue to persevere.

The execution lasted until evening, and Zhi Xuanli overcame all opinions and threw the dead son Kang and the deceased into the execution ground together.The citizens of the city felt relieved, and Zhi Xuan's reputation went up to a higher level.

Doctor Qing didn't care about the dead, and he had no objection to the execution of Prince Kang. They were only very dissatisfied with the violent corpse.In any case, son Kang is a member of the clan, so he should have some respect.

Zhi Xuan didn't think so, no matter who said it, he always insisted on his own opinion, showing rare toughness and arrogance.

Such an approach made the Qing doctors frown.

The Xiyuan Kingdom does need a wise and decisive monarch, but if this monarch is stubborn, arrogant, does not listen to advice, and ignores the rules, there will inevitably be trouble.

Fortunately, Zhixuan only showed differences in the matter of his son Kang. Considering what happened to him in his early years, the officials can somewhat understand.In addition, he presided over the burial of Mrs. Mi and gave Mrs. Mi a face. Most clans took this dispute as an example and did not continue to entangle.

The most important thing is that Zhi Xuan's order won the support of the whole city, and both Chinese and ordinary people praised him.The clan can ignore the common people, but must pay attention to the people of the country.Continuing to fight against Zhixuan will make the family stand on the opposite side of the people of the country, which is definitely not a good idea.

Therefore, when there was nothing they could do, most of the clans chose to make concessions and did not continue to insist.

To put it bluntly, they all lost a lot in the fire, so there was no need to argue over Young Master Kang and Zhixuan, dissatisfying the people in the city, it was really not worth the candle.

Only a few see the impact behind it.

On the surface, it was the treatment of son Kang, but in essence it was a confrontation between Zhi Xuan and the clans since he became the crown prince.As a result, Zhi Xuan was tough to the end, and the clans chose to back down.

It's just an example, if it happens every now and then, or even becomes a routine, I'm afraid the monarchy and ministers' power of Xiyuan Kingdom will change, and the officials headed by Liuqing will not be able to relax in the court in the future.

After solving the matter of Mr. Kang, the next step is to punish Mi Shi.

Mi Ji was still on the run, and the teams that captured the Mi clan returned one after another. The execution ground in the city was stained red with blood, and the earth and rocks were soaked, giving off a pungent smell.

Wave after wave of people were taken to the execution ground, regardless of gender, age or age.Su Hu and others are determined to eradicate the grass and roots, and not give the Mi family a chance to make a comeback.

Zhixuan did not participate. After the clan's food arrived one after another, he summoned Doctor Qing in the camp outside the city and announced the plan of "relief with work" in public.

"It is not a long-term solution to give porridge every day. Replacing relief with work and building cities in exchange for rations can eliminate many hidden dangers."

Zhi Xuan explained the plan clearly, and handed over the written plan to everyone for circulation.

After seeing it, the doctors all thought it was feasible.It was Zhixuan who provided the food, and built houses including clan workshops, and they didn't suffer, so why not do it.

"The prince is wise!"

The ministers did not object and showed support.

Zhixuan ordered people to declare that in the city, anyone who can work can go to the grass pavilion outside the city to sign up, and work every day in exchange for corn.At the same time, the number of porridge centers has been reduced, and there are only two left in the end, which are dedicated to the elderly and children who have no strong men at home.

Some urban residents were used to receiving relief food and didn't want to work, so three or five people gathered to make trouble, and robbed millet porridge with the elderly and children.

For such Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao, Zhixuan adopts an iron-fisted policy, killing one as an example, and showing no mercy.

After a few times, the troublemakers disappeared, and the city residents stopped queuing up to get porridge, and went outside the city to sign up one after another, exchanging their labor for food.

As more and more people signed up and the number of idlers decreased, the Western Capital City gradually became a huge construction site, and hidden dangers to public security were eliminated.

Walking in the city, Yang Qi sees a different scene from the past, she admires Zhi Xuan more and more, and her determination to persuade Yang Hao becomes stronger.

If it really doesn't work, we can only follow what my aunt said, and ask my father to raise him in advance, lest Yang's family will be led astray and end up in the same end as Mi's.

As one order after another was issued, there were no idlers in the Western Capital City, and the depression that enveloped everyone was swept away.

All the city dwellers are busy, sleeping every day besides working, their waists and backs hurt from exhaustion, but they are still full of energy.For them, it is nothing to be tired, and the most important thing is to have a bright future in life.

At the same time, the life of Nishiharahou finally came to an end.

Zhixuan finished writing the letter to Zhao Hao and was about to send someone to deliver it. Suddenly, a servant came to report. Marquis Xiyuan, who had been in a coma for many days, woke up, and the first thing he said was to see Zhixuan.

According to the situation of Marquis Xiyuan, it is impossible to recover from the injury, so there is only one explanation, which is to return to the light.

I had expected today to be here, but when I faced it suddenly, Zhi Xuan was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Zhi Xuan sorted out his emotions, handed the letter to the soldier, and ordered him to set off immediately, then got up and straightened his clothes, walked out of the tent, and prepared to see Marquis Xiyuan for the last time.