Chapter 164 Punishment of Yang Lian

The personal guards dismounted one after another, bent their bows and arrows with malicious intentions, and the crowds around them were in a mess, as if they had never seen such a domineering military force.

Yang Lian seized the opportunity again and shouted: "You dare to rebel and rebel!"

Malin's face became more and more ugly, and his whole body was so angry that he was trembling but could not attack. Tongzhou was already near the capital of Jingji. The charge of treason was confirmed.

Ma Cheng said coldly at the right time: "What will Lord Yang asks me to do, so I won't kill you all."

Seeing that Ma Cheng was in a favor, Yang Lian said proudly: "You father and son tied up your own hands and went to Beijing to apologize to the people of the world. You can still be a rich man."

Ma Cheng said with weakness again: "This is not good, Lord Yang, my father and son apologized for resignation, so what about Kaiyuan?"

Yang Lian whispered loudly: "Of course, those who are capable are here. I am not talented. I have worked in the Ministry of War for many years and are proficient in combat formations. I can go out to Kaiyuan for your father and son."

Ma Cheng suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Mr. Yang is mighty and powerful. When he arrived at Kaiyuan's original position, he would naturally be brave and diligent. He would soon recover the lost territory."

Yang Lian said proudly: "So you should do this. Jiannu is cruel. I wish I could not drink his blood and eat his flesh!"

There was a burst of cheers around, and more than 300 scholars cheered, and even the pedestrians and people around him couldn't help but praise him. He should marry Lord Yang when he had a daughter. This was the good official in the Ming Dynasty who dared to give him the right to Jiannu.

Ma Cheng suddenly turned over and got off the horse, kicked a big cart, and the car was rolling all over the ground with darkness. I don’t know what strange things were. Before everyone could see clearly, Ma Cheng had already kicked up, a dark thing.

After rolling in the air for several times, he accurately smashed into Yang Lian's arms. Lord Yang was startled and subconsciously reached out to hug him, and also subconsciously rubbed him a few times. With a scream, Yang Lian was as if struck by lightning, screaming and screaming.

Get rid of things in your hands.

A few more women screamed around him, and the crowd was turbulent, and even many adult men shivered from head to toe. The dark things were originally a human head made of saltpeter. The human head was shiny and shiny.

A thin braid was dragging on the back of his head, which was quite funny. The bull eyes were still wide open, rolling on the ground and still staring at Yang Lian. If it weren't for the lack of spirit in his eyes, it would be almost the same as a living person.

Lord Yang's hands and feet were numb and looked at the dirty blood on his hands, as stiff as if he was struck by thunder, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Amid the screams, Ma Cheng put his strength into another kick, another black one.

The head was floating, hitting Lord Yang's face, with dirty blood splattering everywhere, Yang Lian's face was covered with blood and fell down.

Amid the screams, the timid people rolled and crawled behind.

The brave one was stunned for a long time, and he trembled and looked at the head on the ground carefully. The head was ferocious and had a watery look, and it was very wrinkled. The small braid on the back of the head seemed to be a real slave, but it was still emitting.

The smell of smell. Lord Yang was too disgusting at this time. I don’t know if he was scared or fainted, and he was not awake.

After a long time, Ma Cheng said gloomyly: "Wen Chao, serve Lord Yang for food."

Ding Wen screamed at the stranger, grabbed a head, tore off a piece of rotten meat, strode over and stuffed it into Yang Lian's mouth. Lord Yang suddenly woke up and struggled hard but could not resist Ding Wenchao's strength, so he had to open his eyes and be crazy.

He screamed, cried bitterly, and swallowed a piece of dead flesh. Ding Wenchao let go of him, Lord Yang was already crying loudly, lying on the ground and vomiting desperately, and sweeping the floor.

Ma Cheng gave him a thumbs up and praised: "Mr. Yang is really a hero. He has ambitions to eat the meat of a barbarian. He will surely be remembered in history books forever!"

The personal soldiers on both sides also burst into laughter, and Ding Wenchao ridiculed: "Mr. Yang really believes in people, and he spits and nails. Who else has a deep hatred with Jiannu and wants to eat his flesh raw? There are more than 600 real slaves here.

Woolen cloth."

The personal soldiers kicked the carts over, and more than 600 Jiannu's heads rolled all over the ground, and there were red flags, broken weapons, and black blood-stained armor, which soon attracted a large group of flies.

Fei, Ma Cheng stepped on a head with malicious intentions and wanted to kick it. The scholars in the crowd were shocked and turned around and ran away. There were countless women who were squeezed and screamed in the chaos.

Chicken feathers and duck blood, more than three hundred scholars scattered birds and beasts, and half of them ran away in an instant were gone.

Only Yang Lian lay on the ground in a daze, vomiting and crying, his whole body was dirty and even his bile was almost vomited out.

The eunuch who sent the orders turned green and said quietly: "How to make this happen, how to make this happen."

Ma Cheng looked down on his face and said: "It was Lord Yang who made a great wish to eat Jiannu's flesh alive. This father-in-law wants to testify to my father and son. It would be unbeautiful if he had no evidence in his death. Lord Yang seeks benevolence and gets benevolence. In this life, he should be without a single person.

It's a pity."

The eunuch shivered in fear and said hurriedly: "It should be like this."

Malin exclaimed his anger and looked a little better, frowned and complained: "Chener, I've passed a little."

Ma Cheng smiled and said, "Dad, to this day, do I have any room for improvement in my father and son and the Donglin masters?"

Ma Lin sighed speechlessly. Yang Lian was about to come and ask for guilt and sever his title. He was still dying. He was so happy that he always let out a sigh of anger. Yang Lian, who was still in a state of despair, was also smelled of stinking.

He was so dizzy that he simply packed up 600 true slave heads on the side of the official road to keep the soldiers from enduring the inhuman suffering. The six hundred heads piled together were also spectacular.

If this happens, I will delay the situation when I come to Beijing to meet the saint, and I can only wait for the defeat in Tongzhou.

The magistrate of Tongzhou was so scared that he was trembling. He brought the third yamen runners to welcome him and invited the arrogant Kaiyuan Bo to the post station to rest. Ma Lin cleaned his hands and simply wrote a few big words, the spring of the second year of the Tianqi period,

Kaiyuan Bomalin killed Jiannu's head and inlaid with red flags at 600 at the city of Shenyang. The garrison was also a sensible person, and immediately ordered someone to make a handwritten inscription on Kaiyuan Bo's handwritten and stand it on the side of Tongzhou official road, which was a grand event.

In a few days, there was a stir inside and outside Tongzhou.

I don’t know how many literati and erratic spectators came to Tongzhou to see the Jingguan built by the heads of six hundred real slaves. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Jingguan. There is the banner of Jiannu’s red flag, two

The proof of Zuoleng's hat and sword is that it cannot be faked in any case. The slaughter's head was shaved from childhood and could not be faked in a vague way.

After a few days of drying, Macheng still couldn't stand the smell of smoke. He ordered people to bury six hundred heads on the spot, leaving only the skull with braids to show it to the public. Macheng also started a whim and plagiarized the creativity of white Americans.

However, it turned out to be popular later. Collecting the skulls of real slaves to report their merits, which gradually became popular in the Kaiyuan Army. Everyone praised the fifth young master for his wiseness and walking around with his skull, which was much easier than carrying his head.

The next day, the imperial edict was issued.

Yang Lian, the director of the Ministry of War, gathered a group of people to cause trouble, framed ministers, dismissed them, investigated and dealt with them, and never used them.

Qin's order, Kaiyuan Bomalin was misbehaving and insulted, and was fined for half a year. He immediately went to Beijing to meet the saint without any excuses. He was specially rebuked. The two of them each beat fifty boards, and the other one beat the eighteen levels of hell.
Chapter completed!