My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 431 The six countries have gone to five

The setting sun is as red as blood.

The city was noisy and noisy. Guan Yu was riding on his horse. After stroking his beard and sighing with emotion, he led his generals to urge the horse into the nearby long street.

On the streets at this moment, the galloping horses of the announcement were still being repeated in various streets, but there were already many people pouring into the streets carrying their own farm tools, kitchen utensils, burdens, and sticks.

The crowd was so angry that they led Zhou Yu's navy and soldiers from Bingzhou to the nearby rich clans.

Even an old woman with limited mobility returned home silently, picked up a sickle, and walked out tremblingly.

Some people who were bullied by the city went crazy and went to the homes of the wealthy gentry who had bullied them and smashed them up. In less than a moment, the scale became huge, and the streets and alleys were full of these people. With the help of these Wu people, Xia Guo The soldiers followed the list and cleaned up each house.

The four gates are now closed tightly. Unless you have wings and fly over the city wall, you will have to wait in fear at home for soldiers and angry people to come.

Suddenly, many gentry who wanted to escape from their mansions were captured in the street by soldiers and civilians who came in a dark crowd. Some were found in the cellars of their homes. After checking the names on the list, they were taken away by the soldiers and sent to the prison. Military camp outside the city.

By the end of the night, more than 400 officials and 5,726 family members had been captured.

With nearly half of the city being hunted, these once powerful and prosperous children of aristocratic families were all in a state of utter disarray, with their hair in messy buns, unable to look like their former high-spirited appearance.

One by one sighed, and the women cried, not knowing what kind of fate they would have in the future.

Among them, the most miserable ones were the collateral families of Fan Li and Xiao Zhiyi. Because their direct family members had been transferred, the people and soldiers of Wu State took it out on them.

They were tied up and walked on the street, and were hit by flying branches and stones from time to time. After that, they were all imprisoned in the military camp.

On the other hand, Zhou Cang, led by the imperial general, led two thousand soldiers and horses to Fengzhou below Shengzhou. In a large county called Qingsong, they captured all the family members of Gu Chongwen, Fan Li, and Xiao Zhiyi. On the seventh day of October, they were escorted to Shengkang. After counting the number of people and checking their names, they set off with Kang Chengqian and Kang Zun to Luyang in the Central Plains.

On the city tower, watching the mighty convoy go away, Guan Yu turned around and led a group of generals away from the city wall. When he went down, he waved: "Reorganize the troops and horses and recover the entire territory of Wu as soon as possible."

In October of the third year of Kaiyuan, Shengkang was pacified. Just as the armies rested for two days and continued to conquer the states and counties in the southwest, Fengzhou was in the southeast. Gu Chongwen, who had put on ordinary people's clothes, hid with a few of his confidants. fishing village by the sea.

He had been hiding for these days and was not well-informed. He did not dare to send his confidants out to find out the information, for fear of exposing his identity and attracting the police officers and Xia soldiers who were searching for him.

It was originally agreed that yesterday, he and his family would meet here and go to sea to go to the eastern islands together, but Gu Chongwen was waiting here, but what was waiting was that the whole family, as well as the members of the Gu family, were all taken away.

For a while, the old man in his early fifties was in a daze on the ferry bridge for a whole day. Only this morning did he ask a few of his confidants to carry the gold and silver he brought out onto the ship out to sea.

"I will definitely call back."

After the boat sailed, Gu Chongwen stood on the side of the boat and shed tears as he looked at the small fishing villages drifting away and the land east of the Yangtze River where his ancestors had lived for hundreds of years.

He squeezed the guardrail on the side of the ship and gritted his teeth, "After we go to sea, I will never let you Xia Guo live in peace. I will spend my whole life to avenge this blood for my wife, children, and children!"

He made a fist and hit the guardrail hard.

……

In mid-October, cicadas chirped hysterically in the busy streets.

Accompanying the chirping of cicadas is the noise and lively words of people.

At the market entrance of the east gate of Luyang, men, women and children who have already learned the Chinese language, with neat robes and clean faces, gathered around the market entrance, occupying the streets and nearby tea shops and restaurants, with three floors inside and three outside. Surrounding the execution platform built yesterday in front.

Among the rustling words around him, this was probably what he was saying.

"The three Yi tribes... I'm afraid I'm going to chop off the heads of many people."

"The last time I heard about it was when I was a child. I didn't expect to see such a terrible connection when I was sitting half-body in a coffin."

"That's what they deserve. The brother-in-law of a man who listens to my eldest brother-in-law's sister-in-law. These people have dark hearts. They colluded with those monkey-like dwarfs overseas to block our Xia Kingdom's ships at sea, and even gave them the land in Minggang."

"Stop talking, it's coming!" Everyone turned their heads and quickly moved out of the way. A group of government officials held water and fire sticks to drive away the crowd and make way for them.

Not long after, the sound of iron chains could be heard. This was the treatment only given to death row prisoners.

The sound of jingling chains swaying continued one after another.

The common people in teahouses and restaurants, as well as literati and celebrities, shook their heads and sighed when they saw this scene, and some people spat at the passing team.

In countless intertwined visions, there was a group of figures wearing filthy prison uniforms and disheveled hair, staggering through the streets dragging their anklets.

From time to time there were children crying, old men sighing while wearing anklets, and women holding on to men's sleeves and crying. Xiao Zhiyi was also among them. He looked much thinner than when he was in Wu State. He was listless and looked like a withered bone.

In front of him was his fourteen-year-old grandson, crying and following him.

"Grandpa, are we going to die?"

When the fourteen-year-old boy asked this question, the cry in the team became louder. Xiao Zhiyi walked silently, reaching out and caressing his grandson's head, which was his greatest comfort.

As I walked through the streets, there were people of Xia everywhere. Some people spat at them, and some people felt sorry for them. The old man wanted to cry and beg for mercy, but what needed to be said and what needed to be cried had already been said and cried.

In recent days, he has figured it out in his mind.

...The Xiao family has enjoyed the blessings of the people for two hundred years, so they deserve this reward.

For a moment, they were detained and lined up in an open space nearby. Then, he and his sons were brought to the execution platform first. They were hit with the handle of the knife and staggered to their knees.

Eight people from the Xiao family, father and son, knelt on the stage. The executioner stepped forward with a ghost-headed knife in his hand. An official who was in charge of the execution stepped forward and announced the crime. Then, he returned to the desk and waved away with his hand.

Eight executioners stepped forward, amidst wailing and crying, they raised their swords and dropped their swords. Eight heads fell to the ground with bloody lines. Xiao Zhiyi's head even rolled off the stage, angering several men who were watching closely below. He jumped up in fear, fearing that the head would bring bad luck.

The corpse on the stage was dragged aside, and then the pale-faced government officials lifted up the Xiao family members. The women and children from the sidelines cried miserably and kept begging.

He was then brought to the stage, knelt down, raised his knife, and then chopped it off.

I don’t know which batch it was, but it was finally the turn of the direct line of the Xiao family. Heartbreaking cries rang out. When a bound woman was lifted up, she was already incontinent, with tears and nose stuck on her face. She and a group of The female family members were lifted onto the stage, looking at the headless corpses piled on top, they opened their mouths silently in fear.

Then the executioner came over and slashed her neck with a knife. The cold edge chopped open the flesh, muscles and bones, and the head bounced out with a bloody arrow.

Soon after, after the Xiao family had finished killing them, all the bodies of the Gu family, men, women, and children were taken away in cars and buried in mass graves outside the city.

At this time, the Fan family members who were the last to be executed were already frightened to death. By the time Fan Li was dragged to the stage, he was already going crazy, screaming and laughing.

"I am a lieutenant, and you still don't kneel down when you see me! Do you want to die?"

The executioner stepped forward and slashed with his blade.

The unkempt head fell to the ground with a bang.

boom!

Autumn thunder sounded in the sky, and soon the pattering autumn rain fell, washing away the blood on the stage and below. After watching the execution scene, the people in the city opened their wide sleeves and covered their heads and dispersed in twos and threes. .

Also on this day, in Luyang Palace.

The autumn rain shook the palace tiles. In the Chengyun Hall, Su Chen, dressed in imperial robes, sat on the dragon chair and received Kang Chengqian and Kang Zun who were meeting below.

Soon, Kang Zun announced his abdication and was no longer the emperor of Wu.

Five of the six kingdoms in the world have gone, and only the Yue Kingdom remains.

(End of this chapter)