The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 456 The Death of Lei Ao

  For Sisi, Lei Ao's death is a good thing.

  Because the one who killed him "must" be the Xia people. Not only will the Hei Miao tribe not come to trouble Sisi, but they will solemnly invite the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Tribe to discuss the anti-Xia matter.

   Xuanwei made Lan Tiankuo assassinated by Yue Hongling, which led to the loss of the pretext for rebellion, and suddenly he had it again.

  Lei Zhentang, head of the Black Miao clan, widely distributed hero posts at night, inviting all ethnic groups to gather in Dali.

  It means that since the Xia people will kill my son, you can't escape, why don't you fight against him together!

  Everyone knows this is just an excuse, but there must be such an excuse.

   There was originally a group of chieftains who were ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the current turmoil in the Great Xia to establish an independent country. What is lacking is a broader consensus from Bailiao.

The opposition of the "small clan" of the Lingzu is a trivial matter, and many big clans such as the Baimiao and Yao people who are pro-Xia are also opposed. Take off your pants and fart, how did the common people get here?

Sisi even thinks that this is just the ambition of Heimiao to take the opportunity to integrate the various ethnic groups. Once the alliance really gathers forces and Shu County sends troops to "suppress", it will easily lead to integration in the course of the war, so that the strongest will be brought out, and finally they will be defeated. With a yellow robe, Dali came out.

Lei Zhentang is a rare figure in the troubled times in Miaojiang. He is twenty-eighth on the list, a little higher than Wang Daozhong. Qualification for such a thing.

  However, Sisi's idea did not get the consensus of the Baimiao and other races. They just felt that it would be useless to oppose them.

  Everyone has their own ideas. The situation in Miaojiang has been surging for several months, and the black Miao has been united among various ethnic groups for a long time.

  The atmosphere was at its most tense. From the eyes of the people when Zhao Changhe entered Xizhou, it could be seen that the dissatisfaction of the people in Miaojiang towards the Xia people was beyond words. On Heimiao's side, it was only a matter of time before the consensus of the last few clans was reached. At that time, they would raise their arms and take the flag of the consolation envoy to sacrifice.

At this time, Yue Hongling fled to Miaojiang, and met Sisi by chance. Sisi learned that Yue Hongling was being chased and killed by Shi Wuding, and took him in quietly. It was very affectionate.

After staying for a while, Yue Hongling learned about the current situation of this place. One was unwilling to comfort the common people, and the other did not want to be coerced into rebellion. The two sisters hit it off immediately. . On the day of the operation, Zhao Changhe stepped into the storm.

   Now that Lan Tiankuo is dead, Hei Miao's reason for rebellion suddenly disappears, but they are on the line, and it is impossible to stop.

  Lei Ao's assassination became the best reason, even better than the reason for opposing the consolation envoy.

  Lei Ao is the young master of the clan, and being assassinated is a serious political incident. Bai Miao and others also think that Lei Ao usually has no bad deeds, since the Xia people will kill Lei Ao, will they also kill themselves?

  Of course everyone is not stupid, who killed Lei Ao, what if Lei Zhentang killed his son for ambition? This needs to be investigated first.

  The next day, at the invitation of Lei Zhentang, head of the Hemiao clan, more than a dozen ethnic group leaders who were begging for food around Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake gathered in Dali.

  As the leader of the Spirit Race, Sisi was naturally invited. She brought a small team to the meeting, and there were two guardians on the left and right, a man and a woman, new faces no one else had seen before.

   Naturally, it was Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling whose injuries had basically recovered.

Zhao Changhe was still dressed as Si Laoye, and Yue Hongling wore a blue spirit costume. He deliberately chose a style that did not show his waist. Ugly, just don't want people staring at her.

   When stepping into the hall, the atmosphere was very chilling.

  Thousands of people are in the hall, densely packed, Lei Zhentang is sitting in the main seat, and in front of him is a stretcher covered with a white cloth, on which Lei Ao's body is lying.

  Many people surrounded Lei Aoshi to inspect, and finally shook their heads and retreated, returning to the queue of their own family group.

  Sisi took the opportunity to ask a familiar patriarch: "Sister Pan, how is the situation?"

  Pan, the first of the twelve surnames of the Yao nationality, Pan Wan, the patriarch of the Yao nationality. This is a charming woman, she is nearly forty years old... Dare to love Sisi, this is a sister who sees everyone.

  At this time, Pan Wan looked solemn, and said in a low voice: "It is indeed dead. I have personally inspected it, and found no signs of fake Gu or other strange arts. It is a real corpse."

  Sisi was startled, frowned and said, "You really killed your own son..."

  Pan Wan asked: "Did Lei Ao just leave your cottage?"

   "Yeah, I didn't kill him."

   "It's not that you killed it, and Patriarch Lei didn't mean that." Pan Wan glanced at her: "But it means that thousands of black Miao people witnessed the assassination of the Xia people."

  Sisi disdainfully said: "They are all their people, and whoever is said to have assassinated him is whoever it is. Can this also be used as evidence?"

   "But the assassin was caught on the spot. He was indeed from Xia, and he was an official in Shu County. He said his name was Qi Siyuan." Pan Wan pouted her mouth: "Here, over there."

  Zhao Changhe's family turned their heads to look, and sure enough, they saw a group of black Miao people holding a black-clothed Xia man kneeling there in the corner, with their heads bowed wearily.

  Qi Siyuan is a swordsman of Shu County, but he is somewhat famous. From this point of view, it seems that Shu County sent someone to assassinate Lei Ao.

  Zhao Changhe heaved a sigh of relief instead, it wasn't as if Li Si'an fell down. Now it seems that the incident has nothing to do with Li Si'an, Zhao Changhe let go of his most worrying point, and said: "Who can be deceived by such a false excuse? Why does Shu County want to kill Lei Ao so easily? Where can such a stupid assassin come from forcibly killing them in front of soldiers and horses?"

  Sisi looked at the white stretcher over there, and there was deep meaning in her eyes: "It's not important. The important thing is that the thing is true. Not everyone here has read books, and the hot-headed reckless are the majority."

Zhao Changhe was taken aback. That's true. Everyone always thinks that everyone has their own ideas. In fact, most of Bailiao are hunters or herdsmen in the mountains. They really don't think too much about the details behind the case. When it happened, it happened, and Lei Zhentang's goal was achieved.

  He thought for a while, and went to the stretcher to see the corpse.

  At this time, the noise in the hall has gradually subsided, and most people have finished watching the corpses they want to see. Qi Siyuan, who was captured on the spot, is there. The facts are clear, and there is nothing more to know. Lei Zhentang quietly looked at the heads of the various families in the hall who returned to their respective positions, and said lightly: "Have you all seen clearly now?"

  Pan Wan said: "Maybe let the murderer explain a few words, why did he do this?"

There was a black Miao man pulling Qi Siyuan's hair, Qi Siyuan raised his head, his expression was still very arrogant: "Prefect Zhai hated the poor color of the jade supplied by Lei Ao, and sent someone to warn him several times, but Lei Ao remained the same, which made Prefect Zhai feel that his dignity was compromised. If you want to be provocative, then send me to teach him a lesson, you must be in public! Da Xiawei, how can you foreign barbarians be able to provoke?"

  The hall was filled with turmoil: "Fuck, you're too deceitful!"

   "Turn against him, what's so great about him, Zhai Muzhi!"

   "Why is the quality of emerald poor? They don't know!"

  Even Pan Wan shook her head, quite convinced of this in her heart, this might really be something that the bureaucrats of the Xia people would do.

Lei Zhentang looked at the angry crowd, with a fleeting smile in his eyes, and said with great pain: "Everyone, since the previous king was assassinated by Xia Longyuan's scheme, the Dali Kingdom was wiped out, and all ethnic groups were torn apart. It's been a year. I don't need to tell you what life everyone has lived in these years, Lan Tiankuo has only been in office for a month, how many women have you asked for? Even wives and daughters!"

   "Now it's my son's turn!"

   "One day it will be your son's turn!"

   "I, Lei Zhentang, don't want to live this kind of life as a slave. Do you want to continue living it!"

  The tone was loud and provocative, and there was a rush of enthusiasm in the hall, when a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "This dead man is not your son at all, what are you shouting here?"

   Lei Zhentang's voice was stuck in his throat, and he was furious: "Who are you!"

   Immediately, left and right people came together, and introduced to Lei Zhentang in a low voice the spirit clan protector Si Laoye who shined in front of the cottage last night.

  Lei Zhentang sneered and said: "It turns out to be the protector of the Spirit Race. Your Excellency is skilled in swordsmanship. I heard that you are close to Zhongtu?"

   "Does it matter who I am?" Zhao Changhe didn't take this issue at all: "Whether this is your son is more important?"

  Lei Zhentang slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up angrily: "I still can't recognize my own son?"

"That's weird." Zhao Changhe pinched the deceased's cheeks and pried open his mouth: "As far as I know, your son lost a tooth, but the deceased's mouth is intact... oh, it's a bit decayed. The technology of this kind of tooth Not bad, can patriarch Lei teach it to everyone?"

   Suddenly there was no sound in the hall.

  The deceased was stabbed in the throat, and no one who performed the autopsy was able to pry his closed mouth.

   But how could this person think of this... What's even more strange is that he was sure it was a fake before prying it open!

  (end of this chapter)