The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 111 The grass-roots king is guilty
The heavenly soldiers drank white porridge and ate pickled mustard, and a burst of chirping sounds could be heard.

On the city wall, the people kept swallowing their saliva.

"The man is picking the shell, that's the egg."

Some people saw the movements of the heavenly soldiers.

"The Kitchen King is real, and what these soldiers said is also true. Three meals a day are these. My dear mother, I will pay tribute to my mother. She is not so rich even in the underground."

"The emperor probably won't even be able to enjoy it."

The people said one after another.

"Aren't we going against the gods?"

Suddenly someone said something, and this sentence spread like a virus. The people all looked panicked. They have always been against the gods.

"If he is truly a god! Why didn't he just come up and take our lives!"

Suddenly, Zhang Douliang roared sharply like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The people looked at their county magistrate one after another.

"But the Kitchen King can transform food into food!"

Some bold people shouted.

"Yeah, isn't the Kitchen King originally a god who knows good and evil and reports to the Jade Emperor? Maybe he can only conjure food."

"The Kitchen King has been sent down to see the human world with his own eyes. We can't do evil! The Kitchen King is here to eliminate disasters and avoid evil for us!"

The people recalled the functions of the Kitchen King, and they immediately shouted. The sound was weak on the city wall at first, but soon spread, and the entire city wall was filled with people's shouts.

The same goes for some people wearing corvée clothes.

They are also ordinary people.

Wang Wu and others approached the county magistrate and looked at the people with weapons in hand. At this time, Wang Wu was no longer as brave as before.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, and seeing the incomprehensible deeds of gods made him lose his courage.

"Am I aiding the evildoers?"

Wang Wu knew that the Stove King was observing good and evil and determining misfortunes and fortunes. He couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at the knife in his hand.

Liu Zhenhua looked at the noisy people on the city wall with a smile, and waved behind him.

"The Stove King has something to say!"

The militiamen who were not eating all shouted.

The shouts silenced everyone on the city wall, and the people crowded to the edge of the city wall to look at the Stove King underground and the shouting militiamen.

"There is chaos in the north, and the people are living in dire straits. Today, for the extended period, we will only kill the guilty corrupt officials, and only the guilty landowners and powerful powerful people, without harming the people at all!"

"Anyone who kills the leader of a guilty thief will be ranked as a heavenly soldier. He will have three meals a day: white porridge, pickled vegetables, tea leaves and eggs."

"Kitchen King, have mercy on me. Please wait for a quarter of an hour. A quarter of an hour later, the army will press the border and seize the city!"

the militiamen shouted in unison.

The sound was shocking.

The people on the city wall listened to the roar of the militiamen below.

"Kitchen King is not going to massacre the city!"

"The world is one family, and the Kitchen King is the head of the family. How can he massacre the city?"

Some people shouted.

Originally, the propaganda in the city was that when the bandits came, they would massacre the city, destroying the city and killing people.

Who knows, Kitchen King is real and what these people promote is fake.

"Only kill corrupt officials."

"And those landlords and wealthy people."

During the discussion, the people focused their attention on Zhang Douliang and others in the city pavilion. Isn't this what they were talking about?

"With one stick of incense, the Kitchen King will march his army to seize the city."

"Yeah, let's fight or not."

"Hit your mother, that's the Kitchen King."

Suddenly, someone said:
"What are the heavenly soldiers?"

Because just now the militiamen shouted something like the heavenly soldiers.

"The Heavenly Soldiers, aren't they the people below who eat the food conjured by the Kitchen King?"

Someone said something.

"What? If you kill those people, you can be like these soldiers and eat these things!"

Some people screamed.

Although the people around were noisy and talking about their own things, after this sentence was said, the surrounding area immediately became quiet.

The quiet atmosphere spreads across the city walls.

Three meals a day are white porridge, pickled vegetables and eggs!

Even the emperor and his elders don't get this kind of treatment.

I would rather be a natural soldier than an emperor.

Zhang Douliang and the other landowners felt a thump in their hearts. They heard the words of the militiamen below very clearly. They all knew that what they did on a daily basis could not be called good officials.

The surrounding atmosphere was so quiet that their hearts skipped a beat.

They looked around without any trace of their eyes.

Zhang Douliang wanted to say something, but saw that the people around him almost all turned their heads.

Even some of their servants and servants are like this.

The landowners and county magistrates gulped and vomited. What did these mobs want to do? Do they want to rebel?
"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Douliang asked in a trembling voice.

The surrounding landowners huddled together, looking with some strangeness at these servants and common people who were usually docile and allowed them to cheat, oppress and deceive them.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhang, I will protect you!"

Wang Wu backed up and walked back to the magistrate with his scimitar in hand.

"Okay, okay, Wang Wu, I saw it right. Well." Before the county magistrate could finish speaking, Wang Wu turned around and struck the magistrate's neck with a knife.

Blood spurted out immediately.

The sudden change made everyone stand in place.

Wang Wu had a ruthless look on his face. He didn't stop doing anything. He took a step forward, looked at the county magistrate who fell on the ground, and slashed the magistrate's neck with a knife again and again. Blood spattered on him. It's all over his face.

Soon, the magistrate's head was chopped off by him.

"The dog officer has been killed by me!"

Wang Wu grabbed the county magistrate's hair and walked, rushed to the battlements in two steps, stepped on the battlements and shouted. His face was covered with blood and he looked like a madman. The people around him hurriedly backed away.

"Kitchen King! I, the king of the common people, have come to surrender with the head of the county magistrate Zhang Douliang!"

He gave a loud drink.

Liu Zhenhua raised his head and looked up. It was already in chaos, and the blood on the county magistrate's head was dripping down.

The people around him also reacted.

"Kill these dog officials, kill these landowners."

They rushed towards these landlords and county magistrates.

They all remember that if they kill these landlords and county magistrates, they can become soldiers and eat white porridge, pickled mustard and eggs.

"Everyone, destroy the city!"

"After seizing the city, open the city gate first and maintain order. Don't kill the people. Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed."

Liu Zhenhua yelled. There was a vague tendency to lose control on the city wall, but this was normal. Just like when he led the villagers and tenants to seize the landlord's compound, the villagers were also crazy.

The messengers conveyed the news.

The militiamen carrying ladders rushed forward quickly, followed by the heavenly soldiers and militia teams.

The ladder was quickly set up.

The militiaman walks and climbs the ladder in two steps and a flying motion.

"Haha, grandpa is here." After he went up, he found that the people were almost crowded and heading towards the city pavilion.

The militiamen looked stunned.

"What are you doing? Open the city gate."

The urging voice from behind sounded, and he finally reacted, hurriedly looking for a way down to the city, and then opened the gate of Yanchang County.

When the gate was opened, the crossbowmen had already climbed up the city wall with their divine arm bows on their backs. After climbing up the city wall, they walked towards the people with their crossbows.

Follow the militiamen who came up and walk towards that direction.

"Pull them apart."

The people rushed inside.

Under the pull of the militiamen and the heavenly soldiers, it took a while for a path to break out inside.

Wang Wu tightly held the county magistrate's head and leaned it against the innermost part. Everyone knew that this was Wang Wu's head, and no one wanted to snatch Wang Wu's credit.

They all gathered around the county magistrate who was a big landlord and inspected.

Some disfigured corpses were lying inside, with bloody footprints all over the ground, which made the heavenly soldiers feel numb after looking at them.

"Everyone go to the city!"

Yang Lichao, who was wearing soft armor, went to the city and directed the post-war work, driving the people down to the city.

"But my lord, this is a credit."

Some people looked at Yang Lichao and said, he was holding a piece of meat that looked like an ear or something else.

Yang Lichao frowned and said, "Don't move."

He looked at the people standing in the inner circle. Most of them had bloody hands and feet, and only a few came to bring these organs.

"You, you, you, take credit."

No one knows who killed these people. You punch me and you punch me. It's not like the heavenly soldiers and the militia. They supervise each other and reward each other for exposing them. It would take a lot of effort for these people to identify them.

Just recognize the organs and nothing else.

"Thank you, sir!"

The common people quickly thanked him.

Wang Wu held his head. Although Yang Lichao did not mention him, he knew that he must have a share of the credit.

Not long after, a young man walked slowly over.

The people who had not dispersed looked at this man and immediately knelt down.

"Kitchen King!"

"Kitchen King!"

They knelt down and kowtowed, and Wang Wu did the same, kneeling on the ground holding his head.

"Everyone, get up."

Liu Zhenhua said.

Wang Wu raised his hand and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, feeling quite excited.

Liu Zhenhua stared at this man, "What did he do before?"

"Reply to the adults"

Wang Wu was stunned for a moment. He used to be a patrolman and was considered an official. Although he didn't usually do anything arrogant, he had just killed some people who had escaped down the city wall.

"My lord, the common people, is extending the inspection."

Wang Wu kowtowed and said, "The common people are guilty!"

"I don't ask for atonement for my general's merits, but I ask for the county magistrate's head in exchange to be the Kitchen King's soldiers and to be driven by the Kitchen King."

He said earnestly.

"Oh? What's your crime?"

Liu Zhenhua was interested when he saw this man coming. The last person who came like this was Zhang Gou, but Zhang Gou killed a landlord, and he, Wang Wu, did kill the magistrate of Yanchang County, a fifth-rank official.

(End of this chapter)