Grunt!
Liu Kun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said hoarsely, "This Zhao Zhong has given us a perfect example. We need to be more careful in the future, or we won't even know how we died."
His Majesty doesn't play by the rules at all. What seems like a chance for Zhao Zhong to prove himself is actually sending him to his death.
For someone like Zhao Zhong to form an army single-handedly is practically tantamount to suicide.
It's not easy for us to survive; we must learn from this.
"That's right!"
Wang Hui nodded, still shaken, and said, "I'd long heard that if you offend His Majesty, there are a hundred ways to kill you, and now it's finally proven true."
It seemed like Zhao Zhong had been promoted, but in reality, it was a death sentence for him; it was truly impossible to guard against.
He already had a picture in his mind: a civil official amidst hundreds of thousands of soldiers, hundreds of thousands of arrows aimed at Zhao Zhong, and a rain of arrows flying from the sky in an instant.
That was the prelude to a nightmare; it was absolutely terrifying.
One hundred ways to die!
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and their initial schadenfreude instantly turned into meekness; they could practically empathize with the situation.
We should keep a lower profile in the future, otherwise it will become a compilation of deaths in Great Liang, one of a hundred ways to die.
At this moment, Zhang Wanhao spoke up, saying in a deep voice, " Zhao Zhong has already incurred His Majesty's displeasure, so he must die, otherwise His Majesty will surely take his anger out on others."
Once he dies in Zhennan, we must eliminate this threat to the Emperor by wiping out the Zhao Zhong family and showing the Emperor the changes we have made.
As a tool, one must have one's own role.
If it loses its necessary function, it will inevitably be rejected by the emperor, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
"That makes sense!"
Everyone nodded in agreement. They had to share the Emperor's burdens and take the blame themselves. The Emperor had to be great and virtuous.
"So here's the question: what if Zhao Zhong hadn't died?" someone asked.
Zhang Wanhao glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Then kill Zhao Zhong as well, that way we'll be done with it all!"
rational!
Everyone's pupils contracted, then they all nodded in unison.
Only when the Emperor is comfortable can we be at ease. If the Emperor is unhappy, sooner or later someone will betray us.
In the palace, looking at Jiumosong kneeling before him, Lin Yi's eyes flashed with amusement as he smiled and said, "Embassy of Zhennan, you sent someone into the palace to assassinate me. Do you admit it?"
Forehead!
Jiumosong, kneeling below, stiffened. He knew in his heart that he had no power to reverse the situation, and even the Zhennan Dynasty would not help him at this moment.
Although this operation was for the sake of Zhennan, it was actually a risky move, and there was no turning back now.
The excruciating pain in his arm reminded him that life and death hung in the balance at that moment.
He said bitterly, "Your Majesty, why do you say such a thing? Zhennan has never intended to be hostile to Your Majesty, so how could he dare to assassinate Your Majesty? Nan Yi's actions were probably aimed at Princess Anne, definitely not at the Emperor."
"Snort!"
A hint of mockery flashed in Lin Yi's eyes as he laughed, "Let's not beat around the bush. You want to drag the Frostwest Empire into this and fight against my Great Liang. Do you really think you're acting out of goodwill?"
"..." Jiumosong was speechless and fell silent.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Lin Yi did not intend to tease him. Although he had schemed against Great Liang, he was ultimately working for the sake of his country.
Such a minister deserves respect, it's just a pity he's from an enemy country.
He picked up a stack of confessions from beside him and handed them to Zhao Gao, sighing, "Since you have nothing to say, then sign them. I'll give you a dignified death!"
Zhao Gao handed the confession to Jiumosong, who gritted his teeth and began to examine it.
However, after reading only half of it, his face turned deathly pale, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Your Majesty, you're pinning all the blame on Zhennan. If I sign, I'll be Zhennan's traitor!"
This record details the misdeeds committed by the Zhennan Dynasty, targeting not only neighboring countries but also the Great Liang and Frostwest Empire. This is absolutely shocking.
If he admits it, Zhennan will become the target of everyone's criticism.
Lin Yi smiled and shook his head, then sighed, "You've misunderstood one thing. Do you think that if you don't sign, I can't shift the blame onto you, Zhennan?"
Now, all the small southwestern kingdoms have submitted to the Great Liang, and they are proof that they are still alive.
As for other matters, I have not wronged Zhennan!
As a local tyrant on the plateau, the Zhennan Dynasty had naturally committed numerous evil deeds. Many of the charges against him were fabricated; he was inherently wicked.
Whether or not it has Jiumosong's signature, it makes no difference.
Why!
Jiumosong froze, and though he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he sighed, " Zhennan biggest mistake was not joining forces with Great Ning to defeat His Majesty."
The Great Liang Empire is now at its zenith, which can be considered a calamity for Zhennan. I have nothing to say about it!
After saying that, he jumped up from the ground and rammed into a pillar.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, his head exploded, blood flowed everywhere, and he was clearly not going to survive.
His eyes were fixed on the southwest, and he murmured, "My homeland is hard to return to, I hope Heaven will have mercy on Zhennan..."
Then his eyes closed, and he never opened them again!
"Presumptuous!"
Seeing his blood staining the hall, Zhao Gao's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly called to his men, angrily shouting, "Throw his body out and wipe the blood clean!"
This is an outrageous act of disrespect; to have defiled the palace and stained it with blood.
If the emperor gets angry, rivers of blood will surely flow.
"Never mind!"
A hint of sorrow and disappointment flashed in Lin Yi's eyes. He sighed, "To think that a high-ranking bully could have such a loyal subject is truly a waste Mingzhu talent!"
Such loyal ministers are rare and precious in any country, but it's a pity they can't be used for one's own purposes.
However, his spirit is moving; at least he was loyal to his country and made a final effort for it, which is commendable even though he failed.
Zhao Gao was taken aback; the emperor actually pitied this Jiumosong.
call!
Lin Yi let out a long sigh, stood up from the dragon throne, and slowly walked out of the main hall, his gaze fixed on the void in the southwest direction.
He slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Use his hand and blood to sign the document, and then publish Zhennan's conspiracy so that the world will know Zhennan's sinister intentions."
As for the final burial, he was given a proper funeral.
"A grand funeral?"
Zhao Gao was shocked. Such a person had defiled the palace, yet the emperor still wanted to give him a grand funeral.
Why is that?
"There are always some qualities in this world that deserve respect. Although he is an enemy, I admire him!" Lin Yi glanced at him and said solemnly.
A country with more people like Zhao Zhong and fewer idiots like him will inevitably become stronger, because there are people risking their lives for it.
However, an existence like the Zhennan Dynasty is not worth his effort.
"This servant understands!"
A strange light flashed in Zhao Gao's eyes. His master was truly compassionate and sentimental.
If it were any other monarch, they might have been furious and purged the palace.