Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

"Your Highness!"

Neisten couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

Although as a battlefield veteran, he can be regarded as seeing more dead people, and he has interrogated many criminals after taking charge of the Neishi Mansion, but it is really the first time he has seen such a brutal punishment method under the public.

It is conceivable that no matter what the result is, Ying Changfeng's brutal name is definitely enough to make children afraid to cry at night.

As for his "accomplice" who was caught by Ying Changfeng, his reputation might not be much better.

"Don't forget, Master Neishi, this group of people are the rebels who colluded with the remnants of the Six Nations in an attempt to restore the enfeoffment system and split my Daqin Jiangshan community!"

"According to the Daqin law, they should all be punished by the three clans. It is already an extraneous favor for this son to not impede their family members and give them a chance to avoid death!"

"Now they don't cherish it, so they can only send them to reincarnation as soon as possible!"

Ying Changfeng said indifferently: "The time is up, behead!"

"You don't talk about faith, this stick of incense, obviously only burned less than 30%!"

Among the scholars, a panicked voice suddenly appeared.

"It's not that you don't want to say, it's not better to get rid of it sooner!"

Ying Changfeng glanced at the trembling scholar with disdain, and his right hand was already waving high.

"No, no, don't do it, I say, I say!"

"That Chun Yuyue, he, he really is, has a heart for rebellion!"

"I saw with my own eyes that he, that uncle Suntong, and the wanted Wei Bao and other important criminals from the Six Nations, met in private and collected their gold and silver jewelry!"

"And they also promised us that as long as the enfeoffment system is successfully restored, each of us can get countless money and titles!"

"If we can succeed in rebellion after your majesty's death, all of us can become the princes and generals of the new six nations!"

The Confucian who was being stared at the blade that was getting closer and closer, cried shiveringly.

There was an uproar among the crowd.

You know, Daqin has ruled the world for less than ten years, and many people still have fresh memories of the scourge of years of war.

It was not easy to settle down. If they were to go back to the old days, no ordinary people would be willing.

No matter how "violent Qin" is, it is much stronger than the real war!

What's more, here is Xianyang City, the capital of Da Qin, most of the people are absolutely oriented towards Da Qin.

"This group of dog thieves is really going to seek rebellion!"

"If you kill a thousand swords, you can die if you want, but don't bring us along!"

"If we fight again, I don't know how many people will die!"

"Fortunately, Master Changfeng stopped them in time, otherwise I don't know what the consequences will be!"

At the moment, many people yelled at them, and the gazes of the scholars became completely different.

Since ancient times, the people who most hope for stability have been the common people.

For the rebels who try to destroy their stability and life, and try to drag them into the chaos of war, they have no good feelings, and even hate them to the extreme!

"No, it's all fake!"

"Which Ying Changfeng was intimidated and lured, and beaten into a trick!"

Seeing the increasingly unkind eyes of the people, the few Confucian scholars who squeezed in front couldn't help but excuse them in a panic.

However, they were greeted by the Jinyi Secret Guard and the apprehensive of the Yamen of the Neishi Palace.

"Very well, I jumped out by myself and saved a lot of effort for this young man!"

"They say you are talking nonsense, do you have evidence?"

"It can prove that what you said is true, that is, they slander, they go to die!"

"If you can't, it means that your sins will increase by one level, and it will bring harm to the three races!"

Ying Changfeng's gaze fell back to the large Confucian crowd arrested from the academy, and said indifferently.

"Yes, there is evidence!"

"Here is Chun Yuyue's handwritten handwriting, originally intended for me to send to Xiang Clan in Sishui County!"

"I have too. This is a letter written by Zhang Liang, the rebel who once assassinated His Majesty First Emperor, and it clearly expresses the meaning of treason!"

"I know where Chun Yuyue and Uncle Sun pass the loot!"

"I report, this person is Wei Bao's person, it is him who instigated us to make trouble!"

Seeing the sharp blade that has been placed on the neck, the torture of life is not as good as the death of the same door, and the so-called great scholar suddenly can't care about anything else, and hastily tried his best to win a way for himself.

Soon, a pile of physical evidence and personal evidence were sorted out one after another.

The gazes of the tens of thousands of people onlookers, looking at the gazes of these Confucian scholars, were about to burst into flames.

It turned out that this group of people really wanted to rebel.

It's a dead end!

Above the attic, the first emperor's gaze also showed a hint of appreciation.

This son can really surprise himself!

However, just when the first emperor was satisfied and was about to leave quietly, the situation in the field changed again.

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