"The emperor said it himself, the people are more important than the king!"
"The emperor said it himself, the people are more important than the king!"
"The emperor said it himself, the people are more important than the king!"
…
Thousands of people shouted in unison with loud voices.
The elderly, women and children from nearby villages came after hearing the sound, and dense crowds of people stood on the rocks in the distance, on the walls, on the ridges of the fields, and on the roofs of the workshops.
This is the largest field in the entire Mingtai County. The Mingnan River rushes through the entire land and will merge into the Mihe River at the east end.
The spring dusk fell slowly, and Princess Yangping covered her ears with her hands, shaking violently.
She is a princess, noble and honored, the proud daughter of heaven.
As soon as she was born, she received countless favors.
She loves the Li royal family that gave birth to her more than anyone else. She swears allegiance to the dynasty and is willing to devote her whole life to maintaining it.
The glory of the dynasty is the glory of the princess.
She hates anyone who offends the Daqian Dynasty and the Li family and wants to kill them!
But now, everyone is shouting, "The people are more important than the king."
Just now they said they would "expell her from the royal family".
Ridiculous, why?
Why are these untouchables?
"The people are more important than the king", my father just said it in a nice way, but they dared to take it seriously.
Do you know the words? Do you know how to write? This is what everyone else says.
When she was young, she rarely left the palace, but whenever she did leave the palace with her father, it was a grand and magnificent scene.
The people of the world kowtowed along the long imperial street, and the sound of "Long Live" from the mountains and the tsunami was like the roar of thunder.
Among the flags fluttering like clouds, tens of thousands of people looked up at her, and people in the distance stood on tiptoe desperately.
So many people are proud to see her from a distance.
Literati wrote poems and praised her.
There are many good stories about the tea house in the market, praise her.
A series of colorful paintings, a poem of gorgeous words, it was the prosperous Daqian Dynasty, and she was the extremely noble Princess of Daqian!
Now, these humbler rural households should clearly feel proud to be so close to her, and should feel honored that she is willing to lower her noble head to speak to them.
But these people, what are they doing?
"I know, I know," Princess Yangping murmured in a low voice, "We have to kill all these people."
Kill them all.
Kill everyone who disobeys her.
Leave those who respect her and respect her, and she will serve as an official for them!
"Third Prince." Li Yishu looked at Li Hao with a worried look on his face.
Li Hao, who had been silent all this time, closed his eyes. After a while, he stood up from his chair and turned to the guards beside him, asking them to take Princess Yangping away.
He lifted his feet and left.
"What are you doing?" Yang Ping was running to grab Qian Ri'an's arm when someone forcibly stopped him. "Let go! Let go of me!"
The guards who only obeyed the orders of the third prince ruthlessly took her back.
"Go and call Fang Xihua," Yang Ping struggled while looking at Qian Ri'an who was standing there, "and Bi Xiao, go and call Bi Xiao! Let Shunyang Camp, Xuanwu Army, and Bi Jiajun come over and kill these people. Kill them all! Go quickly!"
Qian Ri'an didn't respond, looking away, covered in cold sweat.
At night, the entire Mingtai County was in complete chaos.
Farmers whose property had been taken away rushed into Xucheng.
People who were too late to arrive shouted outside Xucheng Gate to open the door.
Xucheng has three walls, one of which is the north bank of the Mi River. Fishing boats entered the city one after another with lights on. Later, the government quickly sent out troops to block the remaining boats on the water.
The streets in the city are full of people, the teahouses and restaurants are full, and thousands of houses are brightly lit.
The officials could not stop them, and even calling for a curfew was useless.
And if they take action, the Xucheng patrol soldiers are now more afraid than anyone else.
They were used to being domineering and domineering, but they had long been frightened by the battle at Ji Xing Mountain.
The boy with that surname has not been found yet.
There is no news about the girl who killed everyone on the lonely cliff and finally disappeared on the top of the mountain.
There was also the mysterious man who fought his way down the steep slope and lured people away. He completely disappeared by the Mi River on that fierce horse.
No matter how arrogant the Xucheng officers and soldiers were, they had never seen such a Shura killing scene. It should have happened on the front line of the battle between the two armies, but now, it happened just outside the city of Xucheng where they had been at peace year after year.
Crowds of people gathered in front of the government office, and the farmers demanded the return of the property deeds and the change of the land title.
I don't know who it was, but suddenly started smashing things.
Eggs, vegetable leaves, shoe soles, everything that could be smashed were thrown at the gate of the government office.
The Denwen Drum was pulled down from the top by dozens of people and was smashed to pieces on the ground.
Soldiers were running back and forth between the backyard of the county government office and the Ding Mansion, informing them of the increasingly out-of-control situation.
The county magistrate of Xucheng was miserable. He knelt in the courtyard and talked about everything that had happened recently.
Lieutenant Dingxian knelt beside him and added from time to time.
Li Hao's chair was placed on the steps in front of the door. He leaned on it calmly, playing with the jade ornament in his hand, which was carved to look like a long sword and was emerald green in color.
Behind him, Princess Yangping smashed everything she could and collapsed on the embroidered felt.
"It started from Liujia Village," Princess Yangping said. "The mulberry farmers in Liujia Village went back on their word. They repented first, and then others followed suit. Because of them, the untouchables in Mingnan District also began to oppose me."
"In the whole world, there is nothing but the king's land. On the shore of the land, there is nothing but the king's ministers. The royal family wants them to die, so how can they not die? The royal family wants them to give, why don't they give it?"
"Let Bishop kill them all."
"Let my father kill all the disobedient people."
"How dare you disobey the princess, they will all die."
…
"Princess." Li Yishu and Yu Ziqi accompanied each other.
"Kill them all, kill them all, they will all die." Princess Yangping murmured.
The Xucheng County Magistrate and Ding County Lieutenant resigned and left.
Li Hao stood up and entered the room: "Hel her up."
The maids bravely stepped forward.
Princess Yangping raised her hand, and Yu Ziqi, who was helping her, screamed. Before she could get away, her forearm was pierced by Concubine Mu's green snow-covered hairpin.
Blood dripped down the tip of the hairpin, and Li Yishu rushed to pull Yu Ziqi back.
"The nature of a saint cannot be named! I am the princess of Daqian! Don't let the despicable people touch me!"
The hairpin was raised high again, and Li Hao grabbed her wrist and took the hairpin away.
Yang Ping opened his mouth and bit it, almost tearing off a piece of flesh on the back of Li Hao's hand.
Li Hao pushed her away hard and covered the bloody back of his hand: "Someone, tie up the princess!"
Li Yishu supported Yu Ziqi and watched as a group of people rushed into the house and tied up the crazy Princess Yangping.
Li Hao followed and left, paused, looked at them sideways, and said in a cold voice: "Princess, please take Yu Jiuniang to bandage."
"Yes." Li Yishu Fuli said.
Yu Ziqi was trembling with tears in her eyes, watching Princess Li Hao Yangping leave completely, she threw herself into Li Yishu's arms and cried loudly.
Li Yishu comforted her in a low voice and looked at the direction they left.
This isn't even the beginning.
She vaguely felt that the real sea of blood would completely unfold after arriving in Hejing.
