Back Off, Let Me Come

Kang Shi?

Ever since Luo San knew that Xia Houli was backed by Kangguo and his old subordinates indirectly joined the Kangguo camp, Luo San intended to catch up on the relevant information about Kangguo. The first thing he came into contact with was the two volumes of biographies of famous officials and celebrities. Although Kang Shi was not on the list, he appeared in the collection of famous scholars.

Kang Shi, the Minister of Punishment, was in charge of the criminal law of Kangguo.

It is said that he was an iron-faced, selfless, and dedicated person.

These evaluations came from the official materials of Kangguo, and there was another evaluation among the people. Those who admired him did not hesitate to praise him, and those who hated him wanted to dig up the graves of his ancestors for eighteen generations, saying that he was a lewd and cruel official who loved to scheme and was horrifying.

Overall, he was still a normal person.

Listening to what Lady Xiahou said, the other party seemed to have another face?

"What does this have to do with Minister Kang?"

"Uh, he is a bit of a jinx."

Luo San sneered contemptuously: "Kinx? Lord Kang actually believed such absurd rumors? I don't think he is a broad-minded person. Isn't it to cover up his own incompetence to say that his ministers are jinxes?"

Shen Tang: "..."

You Lao Deng just said it, why are you scolding people?

She was about to speak, and Lao Deng added: "Let's take a step back. If Kang Shi is really a jinx, Lord Kang still dares to entrust him with the important task of the Minister of Justice. I think this person must have some outstanding qualities. I am a commoner, and I presumptuously say these unpleasant words. Lady Xiahou should not hold it against me, right?"

Shen Tang: "...Of course not."

Since Lao Deng said so, what else can she say? The 20th-level Chehou is very stubborn. Let alone crickets in front of her, no one dares to complain even if she shits in the street. Hehe, I look forward to the day when Kang Shiwen defeats Luo San.

If you don't listen to what others say, you will understand once you are taught.

Xiahou Yu did not tell others about Shen Tang's plan. Others were not fools. They could find clues from the traces such as the grain team delivering grain to the granary every day and the sudden increase in the frequency of soldiers' training. The scholars can still keep calm, but the generals have begun to look forward to it.

Sharpening the knife, everything is ready, just waiting for the lord to raise his arm!

Finally--

On an ordinary day without wind, rain or waves, a letter of proclamation came out, like a drop of water falling into hot oil, the oil droplets splashed and crackled instantly, alarming the whole Qi State-- Xiahou Jun announced to the people of Qi State to attack Qi State for Ye Gong!

To sum up, the current ruler of Qi State has a hole in his brain. He takes the lead in selling official positions and falsifying accounts, and embezzles money by any means; the royal family members eat the people's fat and kill innocent people; the civil and military officials in the court are mediocre and sit in office for nothing...

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, his virtue is not worthy of his position!

It is time to let the sun and the moon change.

Qi State had previously thrown a lot of false charges and a lot of dirty water on Xia Houli. She originally wanted to keep things quiet, but Qi State was getting more and more aggressive. She heard that the loyal and righteous man Ye Gong in the court also suffered because of this. Her uncle could not tolerate it, but her aunt could not tolerate it, so she decided to overturn the table!

Garbage should be thrown into the garbage dump!

The lower-class people of Qi State did not understand what was going on. They didn't even know that there was such a warlord force within the country, let alone who Ye Gong in the manifesto was. They only knew that the war was about to fall on them. The nobles behaved a little better. They knew that this warlord was getting bigger and bigger, and even caused the Wang Ting's troops to suffer a great loss, and there was no way back.

When a warlord becomes bigger and bigger, there are only three possible results - being pacified by the Wang Ting, being recruited by the Wang Ting, and killing the Wang Ting and replacing him.

The first one has failed, and there is no sign of the second one yet. The warlord leader Xia Houli took the initiative to choose the third one.

The nobles were mentally prepared for this and were not surprised.

What surprised them was who Ye Gong in the manifesto was?

What virtue and ability did this person have to become the fuse of this war?

Oh, let alone them, even the first reaction of the King of Qi was shock and anger when he saw the manifesto. A chill rushed straight to the top of his head, and his pores stood up, and his blood flowed backwards! After a little calmness, the second reaction was to think about who Ye Gong was.

Thinking about it again, I remembered the scapegoat who was imprisoned a while ago.

Oh, that person seems to be surnamed Ye.

A mediocre talent who has made no achievements in his life, neither high nor low, and relies on the legacy of his ancestors to eat the salary of Qi State. His temper is as stinky and hard as a stone in a toilet, he can't speak, and he doesn't have many friends in the court. Every time the King of Qi wants to repair the palace, build a temporary palace, or even take in more concubines, and keep more actors in the inner court for fun, the surname Ye likes to intervene.

The King of Qi has long disliked him.

Last time, it was found that he and his accomplices embezzled military rations and enriched themselves. Even though there were many doubts about the case, the King of Qi did not send anyone to review it, but directly convicted him, confiscated his property and executed him. I never expected that this person really colluded with traitors and tried to subvert the country of Qi! I didn't wrongly accuse him! He suppressed his anger and threw the letter on the ground: "How is he?"

The personal eunuch picked up the letter.

He bowed and said, "I will execute him today."

The King of Qi said, "Hmph, he died well."

Didn't Xiahou Li attack me under the banner of the surname Ye?

He really didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was!

"After the execution, order someone to send his head to the army of traitors, so that the people of Qi can see what the fate of being disloyal and unjust is!" He didn't admit to the many charges listed in the manifesto, so what could be done to him? Qi was his, and he was free to use the things in his pocket as he pleased, so how could he be charged?

He needed outsiders' consent to use his own things?

As for the boiling public opinion...

"Issue an order to prohibit the common people from making irresponsible comments on the monarch. Anyone who talks about this manifesto will be regarded as a traitor and will be killed without mercy!"

There were not many literate common people, and the government restricted the spread of this manifesto, so even fewer people knew about it. However, within a few days, this earth-shaking event was completely suppressed, and no one dared to discuss it in areas far away from the front line.

The people were quiet, and the King of Qi was relieved.

The common people could exhaust their energy just to survive. They did not have the energy or the channels to learn about news other than survival. Many people did not even know that there was going to be a war nearby until the day the war started, and it was a mess for a while.

"Report--"

The envoy of Qi sent a "big gift" in front of the battle, saying that Xia Houli had to receive it in person, for fear that she did not have the courage to see it.

Shen Tang sneered: "What am I afraid of seeing?"

It was a large, tightly closed box.

The weight of the box did not match its size.

Before the copper lock was opened, Shen Tang had smelled a bloody smell mixed with stench, and was mentally prepared for what was in the box.

A flash of sword light passed by, and the blade split the copper lock.

Shen Tang used the tip of the sword to open the lid of the box, and heard the sound of people gasping for air - there were more than a dozen highly decomposed heads in the box. Countless yellow-white maggots were wriggling in the rotten flesh, crawling from the jaws to the eye sockets, and the strong stench of decay penetrated into the nose of everyone. Those with weaker tolerance could not help but feel a spasm in their throats just by looking at this scene.

"These heads are--"

Xiahou Yu looked calm and stepped forward to carefully examine and identify them.

The heads were severely decomposed, and the coagulated blood clots on the hair had long been softened by the corpse water, and dried again, and the hair of different people stuck together and tied. It was not difficult to judge the age and gender of the owner of the head, and there was also a rough estimate of the age. There were not only young and strong men in the box, but also octogenarian women and children, and children with pigtails, looking like a family.

Xiahou Yu was sure that he had never seen these people before.

They should not be any classmates and their families.

In connection with recent events, he had a guess.

He stood up and looked around and said, "Let's look around. Do you know anyone?"

Everyone shook their heads and said, "No impression."

Xiahou Yu sighed in his heart, and his 70% confidence became 100%. He bowed to Shen Tang and suggested that the lord could ask the former Shanyong County Magistrate and his nephew to come and look for them. Maybe they would know each other.

Shen Tang also guessed, "Yeah."

The former Shanyong County Magistrate had only seen his uncle's classmate many years ago. He had a quick glance and was not impressed. He failed to recognize him at the first time. But when his uncle saw the head in the box, he screamed loudly and his face was as pale as a ghost. The whole person seemed to have his spine pulled out, and he immediately collapsed to the ground like noodles.

He was so heavy that he couldn't be helped up.

"Uncle? Uncle?"

"Uncle fainted!"

"Ahhh - he stopped breathing!"

There was a flurry of activity until the military doctor came to wake up the man who was so irritated that he could not breathe. He woke up in a daze, looking at a box of heads crawling with maggots and crying loudly, unable to believe it!

"I and the tyrant are irreconcilable!"

Every word was so tearful that he almost gritted his teeth.

"I am irreconcilable!"

My friend just said a fair word for me, but the tyrant took such a cruel action, confiscated his family and destroyed his family, and humiliated his reputation after his death! How could a person do this? If the King of Qi was in front of him now, he could pounce on him and bite off his neck!

Skin the daylily, drink blood and eat meat!

After the envoy of Qi ordered people to deliver the gifts, he was complacent thinking about the reactions of Shen Tang and others. Were they shocked, frightened, or regretful?

He took a sip of wine with pleasure, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He asked in a shrill voice: "Where are you from?"

The beautiful maid leaned over and approached, her voice so delicate that it could squeeze out water: "The general ordered me to serve the envoy."

"He is quite sensible."

Although the envoy was a eunuch, he still had physical needs. Unable to vent through normal channels, it fermented into a deeper desire for destruction over time, and few palace maids who ate with him did not suffer.

Now there was a beautiful woman who was free and knew how to serve people, so he naturally had no reason to refuse. He drank half a pot of wine under the diligent service of the maid in his arms, and was a little tipsy. Just as he was about to do something else, someone rushed into the tent and interrupted his intention. The maid was frightened and turned sideways with a low cry to tidy up her messy clothes and belt. The envoy's dissatisfaction turned into anger, and the wine cup in his hand flew towards the reckless intruder, smashing his forehead into a bloody pit.

"How dare you--"

The man knelt on the ground with blood all over his face, trembling and begging for mercy.

The messenger suppressed his anger: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Godfather, the enemy soldiers are coming!"

The messenger stood up suddenly and pushed the maid down, and the screen fell to the ground with a few clangs. He didn't even look at it, kicked the table away, and said angrily: "These thieves don't know how to respect you!"

Listening carefully, he could indeed hear shouts and killing in the distance.

"We have high walls and deep moats, why are we afraid of thieves?"

This godson is really an eyesore.

"Encourage others and destroy your own prestige!"

With another scream from the maid, the messenger's godson who came to report the news died and fell to the ground. Before he died, there was still disbelief in his eyes when he was killed. The maid huddled in a corner, fearing that she would be the next person to die. Fortunately, she escaped.

For a long time, the expected death did not come.

The maid panted and put down her hands, raised her eyes and saw that the dark tent was empty, and the body lying on the ground gradually became cold.

She almost crawled over on her hands and knees.

She took off her coat and used it as a bag, dragged some valuable ornaments, and picked up some scattered food from the ground as dry food for escape. Outside the tent, there was already a mess. The dark night sky flashed with various colors from time to time, and the faint shouts of killing drifted over the high wall and drilled into her ears. The soldiers guarding the camp should have run to defend against the enemy. She ran all the way without encountering anyone. After a while, she mixed into the nearby fleeing civilian team and was pushed forward by the crowded crowd...

"Ah——"

The ground under her feet suddenly shook violently.

The maid was tripped by the people pushing from behind.

There were feet everywhere, and she was about to be trampled to death.

At the critical moment, a louder explosion and the sound of the earth shaking came, and the fleeing team that was able to stand firm fell down. The maid didn't care about the embarrassment, and used all her strength to push away the hands and feet pressing on her, trying to get closer to the corner.

Others were also only concerned with escaping, and in a panic, they tried to grab something to get up. The maid kicked several people, her clothes were torn to pieces, and there were blood marks on her exposed skin from her nails. As soon as she stood still, the air wave generated by the explosion blew her around, and the flying debris left blood marks on her face.

She couldn't breathe and was almost desperate.

The eaves above her head finally couldn't bear it and collapsed in another impact. When she found it, she couldn't escape.

"Help--"

Her voice was drowned out by more cries for help.

I don't know whether I should say she was lucky. The heavy wooden beam fell by her shoulder. The tiles at this height couldn't kill people. After a dizzy spell, the explosion seemed to stop, and the noisy sound seemed to be turned down, and only vague movements could be heard.

There was no time to think about the reason. There was only one thought in my mind--

Escape, survive!

She climbed over the collapsed courtyard wall, trying to find another way to avoid the crowded crowd, and was horrified to find that the moonlight above her head was suddenly swallowed by something. Looking up, she almost lost her soul. A huge boulder flew from the sky, about to hit this area.

It's over!

She desperately waited for the kiss of death.

She could already imagine her body being smashed into a bloody mess.

The moment the boulder was about to land, it inexplicably turned into "sand and stone rain".

The maid was drenched below.

The blood mixed with sand on her face made it almost impossible for her to open her eyes. She lay on the ground gasping, shocked that she was still alive.

She opened her eyes despite the discomfort, and vaguely saw something bright passing through the sky, followed by an illusory figure that was almost standing upright and had his right hand chopped off by the bright thing. The latter staggered back two steps, and the light hit the figure's face, and he shouted.

"Get down!"

The face of the illusory figure was sunken by the huge force.

ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

Alas, the Coke spilled and stained the aluminum keyboard in service, so I had to change it.

Thinking about having to disassemble and clean it tomorrow, it's a headache.

PS: I am used to the crackling sound and feel, so I am not used to a quiet keyboard. I always feel that the feel is too fleshy (I will never buy keyboards from aluminum factories again. The performance of the Rose Date keyboard co-branded by Little Prince is not as good as the affordable aluminum keyboards from small factories. It is a piece of shit! I bought this keyboard in April last year. I have only used it twice since I bought it. When I used it today, I finally remembered why I didn't use it at that time.)