Book with Emperor

Chapter 67 An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood
Qin Guanyue was not surprised, the history of humiliation that Xiang had never experienced, doomed this country to know how to cherish innocent people better, and the unwillingness to be unable to protect its people.

The reason why the Empress is an Empress is not only because of her ambition and methods, but also because she respects life, even if it is not her people.

With such a Xiangwei empress, it's no wonder that He Lianying felt that there was no hope of restoring the country.

Qin Guanyue couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"By the way, why didn't you mobilize the Imperial Army to ambush in advance?"

"Firstly, I'm afraid to scare the snake away. Secondly, I don't know how many rebels are hidden in the forbidden army. Instead of taking risks, I might as well transfer troops from other places in advance. Facts have proved that my worries are correct."

The forbidden army stayed behind in the palace, if an assassin took the opportunity to enter the palace to assassinate, there must be something wrong with the forbidden army.

Xiao Mingyang remembered what Cuiping said earlier about taking the opportunity to enter the palace to assassinate, nodded, and asked in confusion, "But when did you contact Han to send troops?"

"I borrowed the letter from Han Zhengwei yesterday afternoon. However, it was the Marquis of Zhenwei who took the initiative to send Han Zhengwei into the palace. Otherwise, I can only use other methods."

Qin Guanyue was a little helpless, "Now that we can dig out the rebels in the Forbidden Army, at least we can avoid future troubles."

"I knew you were already fully prepared."

"If I had made all the preparations, I wouldn't have failed to consider the people who were arrested on the tower."

Xiao Mingyang put away his smile.

The two of them knew very well that the casualties in this turmoil were not limited to the people they saw, and that the snare could hide and penetrate so deeply, there must be silence among them.

"Without you, more people would die."

Yue Wentian, who had been silent for a long time, walked to Qin Guanyue, "And you did a good job."

Qin Guanyue bent her lips and looked at Ning Zhao who was talking to Han Po, "You are not bad, you didn't take the opportunity to attack."

Yue Wentian looked at her with downcast eyes, neither cold nor indifferent, "In your eyes, I am just an impulsive child regardless of the overall situation?"

Qin Guanyue smiled, "How come? You are the most mature man I have ever met."

"..."

Yue Wentian looked at her faintly, "How many men have you met?"

"perhaps……"

Qin Guanyue thought about it. Although Qin Tianjian had many men, Xie Yu and the others were the only ones she was really familiar with. "A dozen or so?"

Yue Wentian turned his head away from her and pursed his lips slightly.

Maybe it was a narrow escape, Qin Guanyue felt a little flirtatious towards the young man in the youth shell in front of him.

"You—uh!"

A wet cloth covered her mouth, and Qin Guanyue stared at her with wide eyes.

"The smoke is heavy, be careful to choke."

Yue Wentian covered her mouth with a cloth, with a gentle expression, "Stop talking."

Qin Guanyue: "..."

Xiao Mingyang watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing, "It's so sweet...cough cough cough!"

Xiao Qi re-moisturized the cloth with wine silently, and handed it to her.

Xiao Mingyang took the moisture and covered his mouth and nose, his eyes flicked to Ling Yunqi and the rebels who were fighting in the distance,
The fire in the city tower was almost extinguished, and Han Po's men were also free, and immediately went to the direction where Longnu left to search.

The statue of the Son of Heaven was burned all over the place, and the thick smoke on the altar was blown away by the wind. The sky was completely overcast, with black clouds, and it seemed that there was white mist lingering in it.

Xiao Mingyang looked up at the sky, "Is it going to rain?"

Xiao Qi then looked up, "It doesn't look like it's going to rain, but it looks like it's going to snow."

"There have been two snowfalls in Daxi, and Xiangwei should be covered with ice and snow for thousands of miles."

She murmured, and then looked at Suzaku Avenue under the altar.

Yin Luqi had already driven back from the streets and alleys in all directions, with a bloody and murderous aura all over his body, surrounding the rebels from behind.

Lou Binghe sneered, cut the neck of the rebel in front of him with his sword, then walked up to He Lianying, and pointed the blood-stained sword at his neck.

"Kneel down."

"Kneel down?"

He Lianying looked at him mockingly, "This hall is the prince of Liang Kingdom, why should I kneel in your Great Xi Kingdom?"

The sword in Lou Binghe's hand penetrated another point, "Kneel down!"

A scar was cut on He Lianying's neck, and blood flowed down his neck.

"Although I am the prince of subjugation, I will not bow my knees and worship at the enemy's feet, unlike you Lou Binghe..."

He Lianying laughed strangely in a low voice, and looked at him sarcastically, "You have lost your country and your surname, you traitor, you have become Daxi's running dog!"

Lou Binghe kicked him to the knees, and said expressionlessly, "I, Lou Binghe, are the people of Daxi."

The rebels in the audience were dead or wounded, and the rest quickly dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.

The wide street full of blood and corpses gradually calmed down, and the whistling wind became more obvious.

Lou Binghe turned to look at the altar, "I report to Your Majesty, the rebels have all been captured."

The Silver Slaughter Cavalry in the rear also clasped their fists, "Report to Your Majesty, the rest of the rebels will also be slaughtered!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xiao Mingyang smiled and nodded, then turned his head to look at Ning Zhao, "You're welcome, Emperor Xi."

"..."

Ning Zhao replied with a smile, "It seems that the Empress is the one who destroyed the Liang Kingdom."

Xiao Mingyang waved his hands casually, "It's okay, it's okay, we're all in the same family."

"..."

Arguing with the empress will have no result, and if there is a result, it will be just a stomachache.

Ning Zhao knew this well, so he just smiled politely, then turned to look at He Lianying who was kneeling at the altar.

The other party had been kicked by Lou Binghe and broke his leg bone, and now he was kneeling on the ground, smiling wildly, not at all like the arrogant and stern prince a few hours ago.

"Where is the prince?" he asked.

He Lianying stopped laughing wildly and looked at him mockingly, "Dead, I killed him."

Ning Zhao's eyes dimmed, "You can't, you're afraid of death."

He Lianying's face froze, and then he sneered, "Am I afraid of death? I've already lost my country and family, so why should I be afraid of death?"

"Since you are not afraid of death, why didn't you die as a martyr when the Liang Kingdom fell?"

"Of course it's for revenge!"

He Lianying's expression froze, and then he gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Mingyang who was on the altar, "I have three thousand imperial families in Great Liang...I am the only one left...the body was thrown in the mass grave..."

His voice was desolate and trembling, and gradually took on a crying tone, mixed with the sound of howling cold wind, like a ghost crying.

Everyone quieted down by coincidence, looking at the originally noble prince in front of him, now kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment, crying and laughing, pitiful and pathetic.

After the Jun Dynasty fell apart, there were more than 300 countries in the past few hundred years, but now there are only five major countries left. It can be seen how many people lost their countries and lost their homes.

Except for one person.

"One inch of mountains and rivers and one inch of blood, your father should really teach you well."

Xiao Mingyang, who was on the altar, walked slowly to the edge of the altar, looking down at He Lianying from a high position, "The three thousand royal families of your Liang Kingdom died terribly, and the people in the city where I, Jiangcheng was slaughtered died deservedly?"

(End of this chapter)