The scene was in chaos, and the students who were causing trouble could do nothing but run.
The general guarding the city was also shocked. The Nine Emperors Uncle would actually order these students to be beaten violently when the situation was favorable to him. Does the Nine Emperors Uncle not want his reputation? Aren't he afraid of the censor's impeachment or the emperor's accountability?
To be honest, Uncle Nine Emperors is really not afraid of impeachment by the censor, let alone the emperor's censure. As for his reputation?
Even the Zhan family and Jixia Academy did not dare to hold Uncle Nine Emperors responsible for the death of Mr. Wenyuan. Who do these students count?
No matter how fierce their quarrel is, as long as a few great scholars come out and say a word, the opposition to him will immediately subside.
Uncle Nine Emperors stood there like an arrogant emperor, watching with cold eyes, not at all moved by the students' begging for mercy and their misery. A few fearful students wanted to run away, but their escape route was blocked by the soldiers guarding the city.
This general thought very simply. Since the Nine Emperors Uncle had ordered someone to take action, the bigger the incident, the better. It would be better to kill a few more people, so as to arouse the dissatisfaction of the students and the common people against the Nine Emperors Uncle. In order to quell the public anger.
, Uncle Nine Emperors will also come out and confess his guilt.
It's a pity that he thought the Nine Emperors Uncle was too simple. He specially asked the guards to wrap the blade, but he didn't intend to see blood. Why don't these guards understand? They are all very measured in their actions, and they will never take these.
The lives of weak scholars can at best be destroyed.
A group of vulnerable scholars could not hold out for long in front of the iron-blooded soldiers. Within a quarter of an hour, hundreds of troublemaking scholars were all lying on the ground, groaning and giggling, looking at the Nine Emperors with resentment.
Uncle, what is revealed in his eyes is dissatisfaction with reality and hatred of reality.
"Let the accompanying doctor diagnose and treat them to make sure they are not dead." Feng Qingchen got off the carriage, took a look at the situation here, and ordered.
"Yes." No one doubted Feng Qingchen's order and immediately went to make arrangements.
The accompanying doctor came forward with a medicine box, but the scholars looked very brave: "We are hypocritical. We will not eat what we have come to us. Don't think you can bribe us in this way."
"You are thinking too much. We don't have the spare time to bribe you useless scholars and let the doctor show you. Just to tell everyone that we did not kill anyone. You are still alive and kicking. If you die later
Well, that's none of our business, it's just something you can't think about. But looking at how angry you are, you probably don't need a doctor to diagnose you." The personal guards were already unhappy with the sour looks of these scholars, and kicked them.
Bypassed him.
The scholar was so angry that he burst into tears.
"This is horse urine? Is this a man?" This cry not only did not attract sympathy from everyone, but instead made everyone laugh.
Officials always showed up after the incident was over. Seeing that the situation below was settled, the general guarding the city ran over with about a hundred people and high spirits. When the scholars saw this, they complained loudly one by one.
The general who defended the city was secretly happy, but he did not show his expression. Instead, he came to the Nine Emperors Uncle with a look of shame on his face, and knelt down with a bang: "The general escorted me late, please punish the Nine Emperors Uncle."
The general just apologized politely, but he didn't expect Uncle Nine Emperors to let him go at all. He took advantage of the situation and said: "As a general guarding the city, you came late to cause trouble at the city gate. How are you putting the safety of the imperial city at risk?"
Land? This is the king's guard. If this happens to ordinary people, wouldn't it be a dead end? You neglect your duties, do not abide by your duties, and do not take the safety of the capital at heart. What is the use of this king keeping you?"
As soon as Uncle Nine Emperors finished speaking, he drew out the long sword of the guard behind him. Before the general who was guarding the city could recover, he slashed with the sword and took off the opponent's head.
"Nine……"
Gulu, gulu... The head of the general who defended the city rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. His mouth was slightly open, and there was a trace of pride in his eyebrows. He didn't know how he died until he died.
The soldiers he brought were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They collapsed on the ground motionless. They were all terrified and kowtowed desperately: "Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please spare your life."
When the scholars saw this scene, their mouths opened in an O shape, and they were stunned on the spot, and did not dare to come back to their senses for a long time.
Their greatest confidence was that Uncle Nine Emperors did not dare to kill them in public. After all, the law does not punish the public. But when they saw Uncle Nine Emperors taking the head of a third-grade general with just one sentence, these scholars realized how naive they were.
"Pa..." Uncle Nine Emperors threw the blood-stained sword on the ground without even looking at the soldiers.
Teetering... In the city, the sound of uniform footsteps sounded again. Hearing this sound, they knew that the army was coming. Everyone looked for the sound and saw rows of imperial guards running towards the city gate. The leader was the new recruit.
The powerful Lord Fu Linfu.
"Fu Lin is getting better and better." When Feng Qingchen saw Fu Lin, his eyes flashed, and then he stood there as if nothing had happened. Uncle Nine Emperors glanced sideways at Feng Qingchen and said, "He is the emperor's confidant.
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Feng Qingchen smiled noncommittally. She could not understand Fu Lin more and more. It was hard to say whether this person was loyal to the emperor or not.
These scholars behaved well and did not dare to speak when they saw the Imperial Guards. They just looked at the leader Fu Lin stupidly, hoping that this adult could help them seek "justice", but they were destined to be disappointed.
Fu Lin got off his horse from a distance, walked up to Nine Emperors Uncle, knelt down on one knee and said, "I am late to escort you, please forgive me Nine Emperors Uncle."
"What's wrong with Mr. Fu? This city gate is not under the control of Mr. Fu? Where are the nine admirals?" With one word, the Nine Emperors Uncle dragged the nine admirals in. Feng Qingchen knew that the Nine Emperors Uncle was moving this time.
It is time to become serious and take control of the military power of the imperial city.
Fu Lin was also a wonderful person. After smiling at Feng Qingchen as a greeting, he said to the Nine Emperors Uncle in a serious manner: "The Admiral is unwell and is recuperating at home."
"You got sick just in time." Uncle Nine Emperors said mockingly, glanced at Fu Lin, and said: "Since Master Fu is here, I will leave this place to Master Fu."
"Thank you, Uncle Nine Emperors. Don't worry. I will definitely live up to Uncle Nine Emperors' high expectations." Fu Lin responded solemnly. The subtext in his words was to tell Uncle Nine Emperors that he would definitely do a good job in this matter.
The Nine Emperors Uncle will not be involved.
"No wonder the emperor trusts Master Fu so much. Master Fu is indeed talented." Uncle Nine Emperors praised him without hesitation, then changed the topic and said: "Since Master Fu is so capable, I won't bother the two masters with anything. Fu."
When your Excellency returns to the palace, I will apologize to the Emperor on my behalf. I am not feeling well and cannot enter the palace to see the Emperor today. I will come to apologize to you another day."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the carriage, leaving Fu Lin standing there, looking at the back of Uncle Nine Emperors inexplicably.
"Isn't this lying with open eyes? Is this called physical discomfort? How should I tell the emperor? I am provoking someone. You two brothers are fighting with each other. Drag me into it." Fu Lin looked depressed and muttered in a low voice.
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"Sir, what did you say?" The soldier behind him heard the voice but didn't understand what Fulin said, so he asked boldly...