Volume 1: Red Moon Rising Chapter 84: Putting Down the Rebellion
Outside the palace, 30,000 people lined up neatly in the square. Dozens of generals in front tied their arms and knelt on the ground, saying in unison: "I am awaiting death penalty, please have mercy on me. We have been deceived by King An and do not know right from wrong."
, I have failed in my loyalty, please punish me, I will not hesitate to die."
The emperor stood on the high platform and said to the soldiers: "You are acting under the orders of King An, and your crime will not lead to death. Although you have extenuating circumstances, the law cannot be abolished. All generals of the Thousand-Man Corps will be demoted one level to the School Guard of the Hundred-Man Corps."
.All soldiers shall be fined one month's salary. Other crimes will not be considered."
When all the soldiers heard the emperor's punishment, they felt moved in their hearts. The penalty was a month's salary, which was equivalent to no punishment.
Dozens of generals were also grateful and were demoted from generals of a thousand-man army to school guards of a hundred-man army. For them, they could be promoted back in a few years. The emperor's benevolence and righteousness were indeed well-deserved.
The emperor said to the many personal guards and imperial guards standing behind him: "Now, go and command these 38,000 troops. Each of them will be promoted directly to the first level. The general of the thousand-man army in the Xiantian realm will be directly promoted to the general. The first-level school guard will be promoted
General, ordinary soldier, promoted to the third level of school guard."
After all the hardships, everyone quickly ran to the opposite side. In a short time, 38,000 people were divided up. The entire army was completely under the control of the emperor.
The people in Phoenix City live a calm and calm life, unaware that a shocking change has taken place in the palace.
Yang Jiong walked onto the street, and there was a constant flow of small merchants and hawkers. The shops on both sides of the street were still prosperous, and there was no change in the faces of passersby. Only occasionally someone mentioned that the emperor was seriously ill. I wonder if he is better now.
Yang Jiong admired King An very much. He could do such a big rebellion so secretly. Thousands of people were killed every day, but the people in Phoenix City didn't know it, and their lives were still leisurely and contented.
The next day, the emperor went to court and hundreds of officials entered the palace. Only a few of the officials and military generals who had taken refuge with King An fled. Most of them took the initiative to plead guilty and tied themselves up and knelt in front of the Qiankun Palace.
Some neutral officials looked at the emperor on the dragon throne, like little quails under the gaze of an eagle, trembling with fear.
The happiest ones are the officials who have always stood firm and stood on the side of the emperor. Especially a few officials who followed the emperor through life and death and were forced into the Yinghua Hall. When they saw the people kneeling in front of the hall, they couldn't help but rush over and punch them first.
Kick it over.
There was a military attaché who was slapped in the face by several civilian officials.
Be ruthless and prepare to resist. Anyway, it is just a word of death. If you die, you will die. One death will lead to a hundred deaths.
The official who beat him whispered: "Don't resist, we are beating you for your own good. If you don't let the emperor vent his anger, how can you and your family be safe?" As he spoke, he slapped him hard again.
His face immediately became swollen.
The military attache closed his eyes, raised his head, and let them beat him.
The emperor looked at the dragon chair for a while and said: "That's enough. King An and Sima Changfeng are the chief offenders. The first offenders have been brought to justice. The others are only jointly guilty and do not need to be pursued excessively. Each of you will be demoted to three levels and fined for half a year.
Other crimes will not be investigated."
Such a light punishment surprised the officials who were kneeling on the ground. They cried bitterly and shouted that the emperor was benevolent, righteous and wise.
King An and Sima Changfeng were brought to the main hall. King An's hair was disheveled and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had serious internal injuries.
He looked at his eldest brother on the dragon throne, looked at him, and started laughing wildly.
Sima Changfeng arrived at the palace, bowed his head and said nothing, as if he was at the mercy of others. The huge gap in status in just one day and one night made him feel discouraged.
The emperor looked at King An quietly without saying a word. Some officials angrily said: "You boldly rebelled against the traitors. When you get to the court, you don't want to repent, and you dare to laugh wildly." He rushed over, took the wat tablet in his hand, and headed towards An.
Wang slapped him in the mouth.
King An was tied up with beef tendon ropes, and his vital energy was blocked. He was like ordinary people and could not use his martial arts to resist. He was beaten with a wat board until his mouth was full of blood and several teeth were knocked out. He was still laughing wildly.
The official hit him a few more times, and when he saw the blood on King An's face, he was still laughing wildly. He was scared, so he used more force and broke the wat board in two.
The emperor shouted: "That's enough, stand down." The official retreated to his position unwillingly.
King An stopped laughing wildly, and a few of his teeth were knocked out. He said vaguely: "Brother, look, these are the officials under you. These are the pillars that help you govern the country."
King An mocked and turned his head to look left and right, his eyes so contemptuous that the officials he saw could not help but shudder.
King An continued: "I have nothing to say whether I am a king or a bandit. I have been working hard for decades, but because of Yang Jiong, I failed. God will kill me." After saying this, he started to move fiercely.
The true energy rushed into my heart.
He lowers his Dantian
The true energy was sealed and could not be released outside. However, there were two upper and middle Dantians in the body, and the true energy could circulate among the meridians of the trunk. The true energy shattered the heart, and An Wang's seven orifices bled to death.
Sima Changfeng had been watching the situation in the main hall, and King An committed suicide. He knew that he would not be spared. He said to the emperor: "The rebellion against King An this time was just a hothead. Please don't vent your anger on other disciples of the Taoist sect.
Several of my direct disciples have died in battle, and I will bear all the blame."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to be like King An, who wanted to break his heart and kill himself. He tried several times in succession, but could not succeed.
His jade pillow was injured by Zhengde, and the true energy in the upper Dantian could not flow down. When Yang Jiong left, he sealed his middle and lower Dantian.
The emperor looked at him for a few times and said: "You have been famous for decades, and you have made great contributions to the Biluo Kingdom. Today I will exempt you from the death penalty, but you will not be exempted from the living penalty." After saying this, he looked like a big eagle and flew from the dragon throne.
Sima Changfeng walked in front of him, put a palm mark on his lower Dantian, and then returned to the dragon chair.
The lower dantian is the foundation of martial arts and the final destination of true energy. Although the upper and middle dantians can temporarily store true energy, true energy cannot exist for a long time without the sea of qi.
The lower Dantian is the last home of true energy. If the lower Dantian is destroyed, martial arts will basically be useless.
With just one palm, he destroyed all of Sima Changfeng's skills. From then on, Sima Changfeng was no different from ordinary people.
The rope on Sima Changfeng's body was cut off by the emperor. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness in not killing. Your Majesty is kind and righteous. The Biluo Kingdom is in your hands, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment. If it is left to An
If the king comes to manage Biluo, he is afraid that all life will be ruined and war will break out. You are a blessing to the people of Biluo."
After saying that, he stumbled out of the hall. At this time, his martial arts was abolished, and he was just an ordinary ninety-year-old man. He no longer had the high-spirited and commanding attitude he had before.
Sima Changfeng left the palace without anyone stopping him along the way. He walked out of the palace gate and looked up at the sky. The sky and earth were changing, the stars were shining brightly, and he merged into the crowd and disappeared.
Wang Chuyang and a group of courtiers were discussing matters. A warrior outside the door loudly reported: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has led the imperial guards back to the city and is waiting outside the palace."
The emperor said happily: "It's great that the prince is back. All ministers, follow me to greet the prince."