Chang'an is good

All of a sudden, the haze over Luoyang City became thicker, culling, counterattack, fleeing, reprimanding, questioning, suppressing... all turned into blood in response to the chaotic noise.

Officials of various ethnic groups serving in Luoyang City and nearby prefectures and counties were also liquidated and arrested one after another. Li Xian moved quickly and fiercely, leaving no room for gain, regardless of gains and losses, and regardless of the consequences. He had only one purpose - to complete the empress's will and completely attack Kill the Luoyang nobles.

On this day, the sky was about to get dark, and Li Xian, wearing armor and saber, walked out of a simple and deep three-entry house, listening to the intermittent screams and cursing behind him with a smile.

"I was born as a humble commoner, but once I succeeded, I dared to massacre my noble clan!"

"...You are doing the opposite and disregarding the people of heaven and earth..."

"Whether we have done something wrong or not should be left to the national law to decide. How can we allow you to be rampant and commit acts of massacre without permission!"

"The way to govern the country and bring peace to the people in this world has been passed down to us for hundreds of years... If you dare to cut off the lifeline of our noble clan, you will cut off the fortune of the country and the inheritance of humanity!"

"The demon queen's move is nothing but self-destruction!"

"Sure enough, the country is about to perish and all the monsters appear!"

"You people who help the evildoers... will be punished by heaven... Heavenly punishment!"

"..."

Li Xian stepped down the stone steps, sneered, and said to himself: "Whether the Great Sheng will perish, or whether we will perish, is yet to be known...but the death day for you scholars who think you are superior to others has truly arrived."

He looked at the blood under his feet, all this is not over, Luoyang City is just the beginning.

Before getting on the horse, he bent down and picked up a light pink petal scattered in the blood, then straightened up and watched it carefully.

"It's a pity, this year's peony."

There was pity in his eyes, but then a smile appeared: "But next year, it will definitely be better."

With the nourishment of the blood of these literati and bureaucrats, the peonies in Luoyang City will definitely be in full bloom in the coming year, and he must enjoy them well at that time.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me...!"

"Please let me go, it's all a conspiracy of the clan leader and Thief Xu, I really don't know anything about it!"

A man in a long gown covered in blood jumped out of the house, fell down inside the door, and cried to the soldiers who were chasing him with swords.

Growing up in a world full of books and brocade, he followed the way of a gentleman and stayed away from the kitchen. He had never even seen a chicken being killed in his life, let alone such a bloody and horrific scene!

His father's head was cut off with a knife because he cursed at the people who came here. He fainted from the shock, but woke up soon, and what he could see was like purgatory!

Li Xian turned his head back with great interest, raised his hand to stop the soldiers who were about to raise their knives, and said: "If you have not resisted, you must not kill people indiscriminately, and put them in prison, waiting for punishment."

The frightened man lay on the ground and hurriedly bowed to Li Xian: "Thank you... Thank you General Li!"

Li Xian smiled more cheerfully: "Li is just acting in accordance with the law."

Hearing that laughter, the man raised his eyes in fear, and looked at Li Xian who was looking down on him from a high position, and a deeper fear arose in his heart, and every pore in his body trembled.

Soon, he was dragged down.

"It's a pity." Li Xian said again, "It's a pity that Cui Dadu is not in Luoyang City, so he missed so many wonderful scenes."

He looked at the plaque hanging on the house. This is the family with the same roots as Cui Jing, a family that has always been handed down with strength of character, and a family that dares to despise even the imperial power.

People in the world only know that they are unattainable, but they don't know that when these people see blood, there are many people who are scared to the ground.Some people even knelt at his feet, begging for mercy from him.

He is happy to give these people some mercy, after all, only the high-ranking ones are qualified to show mercy.

Li Xian put on the horse, held the rein, and the peony petal between his fingers was quickly twisted into pieces by the rough rein.

……

The prison in Luoyang is already full of the "important criminals" of the gentry who were captured by Li Xian. There is almost no room for detention in the prison cell.

The cries of women and children rang out in the cell, and there were still reluctant scoldings. Seeing Li Xian's figure appearing in the prison, the scoldings and curses were even louder, and could be heard clearly through the cold iron bars. into his ears, but he didn't care at all.

He led people straight to the torture room, looked at the old man who was tied to the torture rack, his gray hair was in a mess, his long gown was stripped off, and only his inner garment was stained red with blood, and he asked softly: "The elder patriarch?" Are you still refusing to reveal the remaining accomplices?"

The old man hung his head, as if he hadn't heard it, and seemed to have passed out, but his thin body was trembling slightly due to the tremendous pain.

"The elder patriarch is really tough, just like your handwriting." Li Xian said with a smile: "To be honest, the younger generation grew up in Luoyang and copied your handwriting, but it's a pity that it's always invisible."

"...Despicable and cruel people are worthy of learning from my father!"

A middle-aged man who had just been brought here spat in disdain.

Li Xianwei looked back at the middle-aged man and smiled instead of angry: "We haven't seen him for many years. Although Yuan Dalang looks miserable, his demeanor is the same as before."

The man sneered. Although he was being led to kneel on the ground, he still looked at Li Xian with a stern look on his face. He sarcastically cried out: "The way of heaven is so unfair that this monster is in charge!"

Li Xian laughed: "Looks like Mr. Yuan Dalang is as proud as the elder patriarch. He would rather die than break, which is admirable."

He said, looking behind the man with a curious look: "I just don't know, in the same vein, does Young Master Yuan also have such a strong character?"

The man's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, and he struggled to turn around.

A boy who looked no more than ten years old was escorted over. Although he was young, he was very stubborn. He struggled and refused to give in: "Let me go!"

But his mere childish strength, how could he compete with the officers and soldiers, and he was quickly pressed down to the ground.

Li Xian walked towards him.

"Li Xian, what do you want to do!" The man suddenly struggled.

Li Xian walked up to the boy, raised his foot and stepped on the boy's right hand.

"I vaguely remember that when my son and I were the same size, there was a peony flower festival held every spring in Luoyang City... That year, out of curiosity, I picked a Luoyang brocade, which annoyed Yuan Da, who was just a teenager. Your Majesty is furious."

The young man said, this Luoyang brocade belongs to his Yuan family, it is extremely frustrating for him to dare to touch it for a mere poor man.

He wanted to run, but he was pinned down on the ground. There was no need for the Yuan family to take action. Those young people who fawned on the Yuan family and their servants punched him, and some even laughed and left scars on his head and body. There were urine stains. Of course, I did this after dragging him far away to avoid dirtying the eyes and ears of the husband of the Yuan family.

At that time, his aunt had already entered the palace and gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins. Not only was he not favored, but he was also regarded as an ominous omen. The Ming family had a mediocre background, and his father was just a young general—

But on this day, he truly realized that the gap between scholars and common people was as big as heaven and earth.The prosperity of Luoyang City has always belonged to these nobles, and in the eyes of these nobles, they cannot tolerate the slightest act of "transgression" from ordinary people like them.

Until a few years later, his unfavorable aunt suddenly got a fortune, and this fortune has been soaring all the way, climbing steadily.

His aunt wanted to support available cronies. His mother and aunt were biological sisters. As his father was promoted, their family went to the capital and left Luoyang.

He originally thought that he no longer had to take the Luoyang Yuan clan into his eyes, but when he arrived in the capital, he realized that compared to the four real noble clans, the Luoyang Yuan clan who trampled under his feet was nothing.

Above the court, most of the important positions come from the four major families. Their clan influence is spread throughout the court, and not just in the court. They own a large number of private slaves and fields. They have reputation, rich heritage, and countless disciples. No one in the world knows their surnames.They are rich not only in money and land, but also in the important status of governing the country passed down from generation to generation. They set up private schools to train their own children, control the way to enter the official career for generations, and have long despised and suppressed the poor families in the world.

Their surnames are Cui, Lu, Zheng and Wang.

Among them, the Cui family is the head, even the kings of the current dynasty treat them with more than three respects.

Even after his aunt became the queen and his cousin became the prince, those Cui's children still disdain to be with him.

Later, his aunt even became the real emperor, and his father became the Duke of Korea. Cui's attitude was not only not suppressed, but also hostile besides contempt.

But even though my aunt knew this well back then, she still chose between his father and Cui Jing to make Cui Jing the new commander of the Xuan Ce Army, because the aunt wanted to use the Cui family behind Cui Jing to suppress other forces in order to preserve Xuance Army.

Therefore, he knew and believed from a long time ago that the existence of the gentry was the source of all injustice.

Yes, he hates all the children of the gentry, including the leader of the gentry, the Cui clan, who is recognized as the best among the children——

He couldn't help but hate a person who was much younger than him, and whose qualifications were not as good as him and his father, but who was born to be on top of him everywhere. Can't change anything.

If he wants to destroy this lingering injustice, there is only one possibility... and that is to make the gentry system disappear completely from this world!
Fortunately, God really gave him this opportunity. What he is doing now is what he longs for most in his heart, and it is also something that no one has ever done since the existence of the gentry.

From now on, the gentry system will disappear under his hands, Li Xian.

Li Xian looked down at the boy who was trampled under his feet, as if he saw the embarrassed self back then.

No, this boy gritted his teeth and didn't look embarrassed.

So, he moved his feet, and slowly squatted down in front of the boy, grabbed the boy's right hand with one hand, and took off the dagger at his waist with the other.

Looking at the sharp dagger, fear finally appeared in the boy's eyes, and he struggled violently.

The boy's father was also struggling, hissing: "Li Xian! Don't move my son!"

"My son is still a child. Even if the Changsun clan was punished, the lives of children under the age of 14 would not be harmed! You must not harm my son!"

Li Xian sighed: "I don't want to hurt the child, but the patriarch has been reluctant to confess the remaining accomplices, for the sake of trial, there is really no other way."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand swung, blood spattered, and two severed fingers flew away from the boy's palm.

"what--!"

The boy screamed out, trembling and writhing in resistance, but he was firmly held down.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked at his son's severed finger. His eyes were splitting for a moment, and he struggled desperately: "Li Xian! You are killing indiscriminately along the way. Where are the rules and etiquette! Where are they!"

"Etiquette?" Li Xian sneered: "Isn't that something you gentry fabricated to control and enslave the world?"

As he said, he pinched the boy's bloody wrist again: "It seems that Mr. Yuan is still young, and he is not as tough as Mr. Yuan Dalang and the elder patriarch...or is it that the bones in other places are harder?"

His eyes looked at the boy's body, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.

The boy's head was pressed to the ground, and his baby-fat cheeks were squeezed and deformed. His face was filled with tears in pain, his eyes were red, and he said with a trembling voice: "I'm not afraid. If you break my body, you can't break my Yuan family's aspirations... Come and kill me!"

He is not very clear about what he is insisting on. He has learned the way of being a gentleman since he was a child. His father taught him and his elder sister that the ambition of a gentleman cannot be broken!

However, upon hearing this sound, his father Yuan Dalang suddenly burst into tears, as if his pride had been removed: "Stop, please stop!"

Mr. Yuan Dalang suddenly kowtowed his head in the direction of his father: "Father, father... please forgive me for being incompetent and unfilial!"

The old man who was tied to the rack closed his eyes tremblingly.

Before Mr. Yuan Dalang could speak, the old man took the initiative to speak, "...it's the Zheng family."

Hearing this, Li Xian let go of the boy's wrist and turned to look at the old man: "Xingyang Zheng?"

"Yes." The old man lowered his head, his voice seemed to be broken.

At Li Xian's signal, someone quickly lowered the old man from the torture rack, brought the prepared confession to the old man, and asked him to sign on it.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Li Xian steadily.

"Yes." Li Xian suddenly laughed: "I prepared a confession a long time ago. I knew it was the Zheng family. Whether you recognize it or not, I can cut off your hand and put a mark on this confession—"

As he spoke, he looked around at the three of them, his grandfather and grandson, and said with a smile, "But I just want to see how your Yuan clan's bones are broken. It's really interesting."

The old man slumped on the ground closed his eyes again.

After a while, he stood up suddenly, exhausted his last strength, and slammed his head into the spiked stake.

"Father!"

"Grandfather... Grandfather!"

Li Xian gave a "tsk", turned and left, ignoring the shouts behind him.

The body of the head of the Yuan family was quickly dragged down, and the boy with two severed fingers was quickly thrown back into the cell.

That night, the boy had a high fever, and in a half-drowsy state, he kept chanting: "Sister... don't come back, sister don't come back..."

The woman holding him burst into tears.

……

The rain continued, but inside and outside Luoyang City, the pursuit and killing of the remaining nobles who had fled outside did not stop because of the rain.

In a dark alley, a slender figure was hiding in panic when someone suddenly patted him from behind.

Good night, good night. My recent writing has been a bit depressing, but the rise and fall of the gentry is an important thread in this book and cannot be avoided. It would feel too frivolous to mention it in one stroke, so I still have to write a little bit about it.