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Chapter 988

Things developed exactly as Shi Haoran expected, and Shi Haoran was very happy.

When things are done, the people return to their hearts, they can recruit troops to fight again, and Xixia's country can be defended.

"Okay, watch those bald donkeys in Zhaoti Temple and don't make any mistakes."

Shi Haoran ordered Zhou Hao to prepare immediately.

the next day.

More than 100,000 people gathered at the market intersection of Xingqingcheng. Many people climbed onto the roof of a nearby house to watch the beheading of a monk from Zhaoti Temple today.

Bang...

There was a sound of gongs, and the crown prince Shi Haoran came over on a sweaty horse. Shi Yuncheng followed behind him, and Zhou Hao followed with his troops.

More than a dozen Imperial Guards shouted to clear the way, and the people gave way one after another.

More than a thousand monks had their hands tied behind their backs. Many of them were injured, their scalps were broken, and their clothes were stained with blood.

When the monk walked into the crowd, curses broke out:

"The asshole is finally going to die, he deserves it, bah!"

"Eating fast and chanting Buddha's name are all sluts and deserve to die!"

"I'm feeding the dogs with my offerings, for you bastards!"

"They should be killed, they should all be killed long ago!"

The people cursed very fiercely, and along with the curses came stones.

The overwhelming rocks hit him, and the monk's brain was smashed, and blood flowed from his bald head.

Zhou Hao just protected Shi Haoran from being hit, and he didn't care about the others at all.

The purpose of today is to let the people relieve their anger. These monks were going to be beheaded, so being hit with stones was nothing.

When they arrived at the market entrance, the imperial troops separated the crowd. Shi Haoran did not dismount, but sat on the horse.

The monks were held down, kneeling on the ground in rows, and the imperial guards stood behind the monks holding broadswords.

Shi Haoran looked around at the people around him and said: "Everyone! I pacified Zhaoti Temple yesterday, and today I escorted the remaining adulterous monks here to behead them, in order to give an explanation to the people of Daxia!"

"My prince knows that there are many rumors that what Zhaoti Temple did was done by his father and the imperial court!"

"This matter is pure nonsense. My father, the imperial court has never been involved, or even known about it."

"The wife and daughter of an adulterous person are replaced by another person's heir. This is unacceptable in the world. How could the imperial court do such a thing?"

"Today, by the order of the king, I will publicly behead the monks of Zhaoti Temple to thank the people of the world!"

Shi Haoran used his skills, and his voice was like thunder. The people in the field stopped making noise, and Shi Haoran's words could be heard clearly.

Seeing that the people had heard clearly, Shi Haoran stopped talking nonsense and loudly ordered: "Behead!"

The swords of the imperial guards fell again and again, the monks' heads were cut off again and again, blood flowed on the ground, and the people's curses became louder and louder.

Finally, the last monk's head was beheaded, and all the monks of Zhaoti Temple were killed.

Shi Haoran said: "All the monks of Zhaoti Temple were beheaded. From then on, there was no Zhaoti Temple, let alone Qiuzitang."

"Everyone must believe in my father and the court. Daxia is the Daxia of all the people, and the Daxia court must be for the people."

Shi Haoran spoke so sincerely that Zhou Hao almost believed it.

By killing the monks of Zhaoti Temple, the grievances that had been pent up for a long time were released, and the people shouted long live.

"Long live the king!"

"The prince is a thousand years old!"

Seeing the people like this, Shi Haoran was secretly happy.

With the people's support back, it only takes a while before open recruitment can begin.

Shi Haoran happily rode back home, and the martial law in the royal city was immediately lifted.

After the imperial army left, the people rushed up one after another, peeled off the monk's corpse on the ground and took the head back, chopped it into pieces and fed it to the dogs.

Zhe'er watched the people fighting for the monk's body and turned back to the inn.

After arriving in the backyard, Zhe'er immediately wrote another letter and sent it to the Long family army in Yangcheng.

In more than two days, Feiying's letter arrived outside Yangcheng. He Juntao received the secret letter and immediately walked towards Long Chen's tent.

He Juntao walked in and saw Dugu Jiali talking to Long Chen, and couldn't help but stop.

Long Chen is good at everything but lustful. Dugu Jiali is in the tent, maybe the two of them are doing something shameful.

"grown ups..."

He Juntao immediately spoke up so that Long Chen wouldn't notice.

"Juntao, sit down."

Long Chen held a gold seal in his hand and played with it. This was the seal of General Zhengxi that Dugu Jiali refined for Zhu Yong.

He Juntao sat down, and Long Chen said to Dugu Jiali: "Have the other things been done?"

Dugu Jiali replied: "Everything is fine."

Long Chen put the gold seal into the box, turned to He Juntao and said, "Is there something urgent?"

He Juntao took out a secret letter and said: "Urgent report from Xingqing City."

Long Chen opened the emergency report and after reading it, he slightly admired: "This Shi Haoran is decisive in doing things and has the courage of a king."

Dugu Jiali asked: "What's wrong?"

Long Chen handed the letter to Dugu Jiali and said: "Shi Haoran poured dirty water on Zhaoti Temple and killed all the remaining monks."

He Juntao did not read the contents of the emergency report. He was very surprised when he heard that Shi Haoran had killed all the people in Zhaoti Temple.

"Zhaoti Temple is the national temple of Xixia. Shi Haoran dares to attack Zhaoti Temple? Does Shi Le agree?"

In He Juntao's view, such a big thing must not be done without Shi Le's instructions.

Long Chen shook his head slightly and said: "Shi Le probably doesn't know that old bald donkey Kong Ji is still in the city."

"We can't let Kong Ji practice the Mad Lion Technique to deal with us here, while destroying the lair over there."

"I estimate that Shi Haoran is the one who makes his own decisions in this matter."

Dugu Jiali felt incredible and said: "This Shi Haoran is so brave, he dares to do this."

Long Chen nodded and said: "I have some courage and dare to make a decision."

"However, Zhaoti Temple has become a place that is despised by thousands of people. The monks in the temple are incompetent in literature and martial arts, so there is no use in keeping them."

"By killing them, Shi Haoran can clear up the relationship and win over the people."

"This matter needs to be calculated seriously. Shi Haoran has made a profit."

There is no right or wrong in the face of huge profits.

This is an ugly thing to say, but it is true.

In fact, there is no moral right and wrong in this world, and even the laws are hypocritical.

As long as the interests are big enough, any rules can be destroyed.

Zhaoti Temple is no longer useful. Killing thousands of monks to restore people's support is worth the deal.

Even if Shi Le knew about it, he would agree with it in his heart, and at most he would reprimand Shi Haoran on the surface.

"But...Kongji old bald donkey will let it go like this?"

He Juntao felt that Kongji would not let it go.

"The only hidden danger is here. Shi Le is killing the donkey. Kong Ji will definitely be very angry when he finds out about it, but they won't fall out."

"Now that the trouble has reached our side, Shi Haoran will definitely spread the word everywhere that this matter has nothing to do with Shi Le. He can win some people's hearts and I estimate that reinforcements will come soon."

Long Chen immediately judged that Shi Haoran's purpose was to win people's hearts first, and then recruit troops to rescue Yangcheng.

Dugu Jiali worriedly asked: "What about Zhu Yong and the others? Are they allowed to go to the hinterland of Xixia to harass them?"

Long Chen smiled and said: "This doesn't matter. Some people believe it, and some people don't."

"The most important thing is that they won't believe someone like Zhu Yong who killed his wife, concubines, and children. They want revenge."

"Ignore Shi Haoran for now, let's go to Zhu Yong's military camp and bring the two captains with us."

Dugu Jiali immediately found the cavalry captain and the infantry captain, and followed Long Chen to Zhu Yong's camp.

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