Less than a thousand people gathered around Zhuge Di, each of them looking frightened and trembling. They had already been frightened by the brutal massacre in the city. They dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting for the Tang army to judge their fate.
But Zhuge Di was still sitting on his horse, looking at the hell-like Sanghabula City, the temples that collapsed everywhere, the pagodas that collapsed one after another, the houses that were reduced to ashes and were razed to the ground, and even the buildings that were reduced to ashes were razed to the ground.
The palace in the distance is looming in the thick smoke...
Is this our royal city?
Then look at the pools of blood flowing in the streets and alleys of the city, the densely packed corpses, and broken limbs... Zhuge Di's expression was dull and his eyes were empty.
What have you done?
This royal city, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, was reduced to ashes because of himself.
Tens of thousands of young soldiers from the Linyi Kingdom died here because of themselves.
Hundreds of thousands of royal officials, officials, wealthy officials and common people were brutally slaughtered because of themselves...
If it weren't for his ambition, at least most of the tens of thousands of King Qin's troops would have returned to their hometowns. It would be impossible for the Tang Army to launch a nationwide massacre, right? He finally understood that the Tang Army used his hands to make these tens of thousands of King Qin
The army was involved in the war, and then all the young men in Linyi State, including the rebels, were wiped out in one fell swoop, thus once and for all!
After tens or hundreds of years, how will the descendants of Lin Yiguo revile him, this eternal sinner?
Thinking of this, Zhuge's whole body was filled with chills. He held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, but he couldn't muster the courage to end it for himself...
The matter has come to this, it is too late to regret!
Zhuge Di stared blankly at the ruined Sangha Puluo City and the corpses scattered all over the place in front of him. His ears were filled with howls and screams. He felt dizzy and fell straight off his horse.
It fell to the ground with a "bang" sound...
The guards beside him didn't dare to move, and just let him lie on the ground in a daze, for fear that the Tang army would suspect him of evil intentions and shoot him with random arrows.
A war horse slowly came to Zhuge Di, its iron hooves as big as a bowl clanking on the road. Zhuge Di came back to his senses, raised his head, and saw Liu Rengui's square face.
"Traitor!"
Zhuge's anger started in his heart, and his evil grew in his courage. His reputation throughout the ages came from this person's deception. He wanted to bite him to death! He sat up from the ground suddenly, and the sword in his hand had just dropped.
Falling, his anger made him lose his determination, and he rushed towards Liu Rengui with bare hands!
"boom!"
A Tang Jun jumped out of the diagonal stab, raised his foot and kicked Zhuge Di hard on the chest, sending him flying four or five steps backwards and falling to the ground like a broken sack.
Liu Rengui immediately took two steps forward, looked down at the embarrassed Zhuge Di, and said dissatisfied: "The rebels in the city have been wiped out. It's just when you ascend to the throne. Why are you so crazy?"
"Traitor!"
Zhuge Di cursed loudly, struggled for a moment and was about to stand up. Two horizontal knives were already placed across his throat. The cold blades cut through his skin and flesh. The bone-chilling murderous aura made Zhuge Di shiver, and all his courage was drained.
He said dejectedly: "You can kill or behead me as you please. I only regret that I was deceived and mistakenly believed your words, and now I end up regretting it for the rest of my life..."
As he spoke, tears flowed out.
Sometimes, some things are indeed more difficult than death.
But when death comes, I realize that death is not an easy thing. The only way to die has been difficult since ancient times...
"What are you doing? How can you be so rude to His Majesty the King? Get out of here quickly!"
Liu Rengui repeatedly scolded the two soldiers who held the horizontal sword on Zhuge Di's neck. Then he swung the stirrup off the saddle and dismounted. He took two steps forward and helped Zhuge Di up with his own hands. He said warmly: "Whatever His Majesty the King said, how can I listen to it?"
Don’t you understand? The Fan family has been completely slaughtered by the traitor Jiadu. You are the only one in the world who carries the blood of the Fan family and is the legitimate monarch of Linyi. How can you abandon yourself like this?"
Zhuge Di was helped up by Liu Rengui in a daze. Seeing the sincere expression on Liu Rengui's face, his mind became more and more difficult: "King? You used me to massacre tens of thousands of Linyi's young and strong soldiers. Now your goal has been achieved. Within decades, Linyi will be defeated."
The state of Yi will not have the strength to fight against the Tang Dynasty, why don’t you kill me now, a useless person?”
Liu Rengui's eyes widened and he said displeasedly: "Your Majesty, where did these words come from? The Tang Dynasty and the Linyi Kingdom are brothers. The traitor Jiadu killed the king and usurped the throne to cause trouble for the people. The Tang Dynasty naturally had the obligation to send troops to help the brotherly country.
Put down the rebellion and put things right! The rebels were violent and massacred all the merchants and people in the city. Many temples and buildings were burned to the ground. Under the leadership of the king, King Qin's army worked tirelessly to kill the traitors, resulting in huge casualties. Only with the help of the Tang army could the Linyi Kingdom be restored to a prosperous world...
The Tang Dynasty and Linyi are friendly countries, and they should develop in harmony and friendship from generation to generation. How can we say that we massacred tens of thousands of young people in Linyi?"
Zhuge Di's eyes almost popped out of his head. You have killed all the people, how can you still refuse to admit it?
"Let your tongue bloom like a lotus flower, but how can you hide the things here from the rest of the world?"
Liu Rengui let go of his hand, straightened up slowly, and looked at Zhuge Di with a cold face: "History is written by the victors. Jia Du killed the king and usurped the throne. Your Excellency led his troops to attack. When the war situation was crisis, the Tang Dynasty took action...
It's that simple. Most of your country's powerful ministers have been destroyed, and the people in the countryside can't even recognize their words. It's just what you say?"
Zhuge Di's originally dead gray eyes slowly brightened...
yes!
How many literate people are there in Lin Yiguo? Most of them died in this war. The remaining villagers are all barbaric and stubborn people. How can we distinguish between true and false, good and evil? As long as the propaganda is unified and based on Liu Rengui's rhetoric
, a hundred years later, this is the only truth!
After thinking about it, Zhuge Di was still a little worried and asked in a low voice: "But the people are still literate after all. What if these things are written down and passed down to future generations..."
Liu Rengui waved his hand domineeringly: "What's so difficult about this? For the sake of your throne and reputation, His Majesty the King, you can issue a decree. From today on, all Linyi citizens will learn Chinese characters, speak Chinese, and read Chinese books! As long as the king declares
If we launch propaganda with a unified caliber, even if a few foolish people spread rumors, who will believe it?"
Zhuge Di suddenly became enlightened!
He, who is familiar with Han Chinese books, naturally knows the importance of propaganda. "The people can use it, but they cannot know it"!
"The way of saints is profound and difficult for people to understand." National affairs cannot be understood by ignorant people who are short-sighted and illiterate. As for the government's political strategy, "the common people can use it daily but cannot understand it." Just do whatever the court asks you to do.
There is no need to figure out why you do this, because you don’t understand even if you tell me...
In this case... I don't necessarily know that I will become Lin Yiguo's eternal sinner?
There is a lot of potential for this!
After a turn of events, seeing that his reputation might not be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of Lin Yi Kingdom, Zhuge Di regained his energy, rubbed his painful waist, and said to Liu Rengui with a flattering smile: "That's right, that's right, Jia Du
He killed the king and usurped the throne. He led the army of King Qin to defend the orthodoxy and punish the people. With the help of the friendly forces of the Tang Dynasty, he paid a huge price and finally punished the traitor!"
Zhuge Di's heart was about to blossom with joy. In this way, not only would he not become a sinner, but he would become a great contributor to the Lin Yi Kingdom?
This is simply an unexpected harvest and a joy...
As for learning Chinese characters, speaking Chinese, and reading Chinese books...what's the problem with this?
Good things that you can’t even ask for!
Looking at the world, since the Qin and Han Dynasties, which of the small neighboring countries has not taken Sinology as the highest status? Goguryeo, Silla, Baekje, Wa, Linyi... Learning Chinese characters is a privilege that only nobles can have, and Han classics are like smoke.
It is so vast and profound that you may not be able to learn it even if you rush to learn it!
Zhuge Di made up his mind that he must hold tightly to the thighs of the Tang people, so that not only would he be able to ascend the throne as securely as Mount Tai, but he could also use the power of the Tang people to spread public opinion, hide the tragedy in front of him, and completely clear his name.
As for the resentment of being deceived and exploited by the Tang army and the blood feud of more than 100,000 Linyi people...compared with the supreme throne of the country and the long history of love, it is nothing!
Although Zhuge Di is also named Zhuge, he is not a descendant of Zhuge Liang and does not inherit Zhuge Liang's wisdom, but he is not stupid either.
Having no choice but to follow in the footsteps of the Tang Dynasty and accept manipulation rather than be a puppet, he made a decisive decision: "What to do next, please give me the Governor's instructions. I will accept everything and fully cooperate."
If he didn't cooperate, he could still sit on the throne and clear his name by being a puppet. If he didn't cooperate, he was sure that the people of Tang Dynasty would immediately tell him to abandon him and then find a remaining aristocratic minister from Lin Yi State to push him over...
Liu Rengui laughed and patted Zhuge Di on the shoulder happily: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I believe that under the leadership of your majesty, Lin Yiguo will maintain friendly cooperation with the Tang Dynasty. It will definitely become prosperous and prosperous, and the country will be consolidated and peaceful!"
Zhuge Di smiled flatteringly, but he was sighing in his heart: This country is in peace? Most of Lin Yi's young people died, and their vitality was severely damaged. From now on, I am afraid that they will be gradually cannibalized by you Tang people. Maybe thousands of years later, the country will be destroyed.
Maybe...
When the land of Linyi Kingdom is filled with Han descendants, what difference does it make if the country is called Linyi or Tang Dynasty?