Three hundred and ninety-three masters of robbery(1/2)
In the corner, a father-in-law dressed in plain colored clothes came slowly down the stairs.
"What kind of country man does he come from? He doesn't even look at this place, so he dares to act wild here!"
The man, who was dressed in a wide outer cedar and wooden clogs and was obviously dressed like a Chinese, forced his slightly trembling figure to sit still and yelled at the second elder for his rude behavior.
"In competitive competitions, the outcome is the most normal thing. Are you allowed to win only, and if you get hurt, just cry for your father and mother and call your mother for your grievances!?"
"That's right, that's right! The disciples of your sect... burned people alive earlier, but they didn't expect you to be so ignorant!"
"Don't think that since this is the territory of your Qing Dynasty, we will just swallow your anger. It really angers everyone. Let's see how you end it!"
Some people began to question the actions of the representatives of the ‘Zhengyi Sect’. Those who had suffered losses in the competition suddenly burst into dissatisfaction and accused the second elder in a provocative manner.
"My dear envoys, please be patient. The competition will proceed normally. I, the Qing Dynasty, will also give you an explanation for this immortal master's reckless behavior!"
There seemed to be a glimmer of truth in the situation, but it was disrupted by two idiots from the 'Zhengyi Sect' whose IQs were worrisome.
He was suspected of using the organizer's advantage to bully others and being suspected of favoring the contestants. The face of Mr. Huafu became more and more ugly, as brilliant as a palette.
"Hmph! This father-in-law has such a level of cultivation, but he is willing to degenerate and work for the emperor. It really insults the reputation of immortal cultivators!"
From the moment he stood up, Zhang Shanyuan was prepared to be criticized by others, but the eunuch who had done nothing had also followed suit, which really made Zhang Shanyuan feel disgraced.
As early as the first time he entered the Forbidden City to attend the palace banquet, the second elder discovered that there were people hiding there who were not inferior to him in cultivation.
If it weren't for the fact that someone was still lying on the ground vomiting blood, and the old eunuch was looking at him leisurely and contentedly, he really wouldn't have taken him seriously.
If there isn't any treasure hidden in the other party's body, it is most likely that he is the immortal cultivator hiding in the dark.
"It doesn't matter what your identity is. Being able to protect the Qing Dynasty is the key!"
"Alas! I am just a superficial monk who only wants to live a stable life and watch the younger generations get married and start a business!"
The other party's ambiguous evasive behavior only made the second elder more certain of the other party's identity as an immortal cultivator.
I had also agreed with the words of the father-in-law across from me, but seeing the tragic situation of Xiao Shuang'er like a bloody gourd in the light screen, the second elder changed his long-standing obsession in vain.
"Second Senior Brother, whether it's a beating or a harsh words, Xiao Shuang'er can't hold on any longer!"
The dispute in the three-story palace on the white jade round platform did not have the slightest impact on Fairy Baihua who was currently dueling.
Zhang Lingshuang, who was being brutally tortured in the light curtain, was thrown away and rubbed at will like a puppet on strings.
Zhang Lingshuang's blood spurted out from time to time, mixed with blood clots the size of fingernails, and it looked like her internal organs had been seriously injured.
"Thank you, my father-in-law, please report back to Your Majesty. We, the Zhengyi Sect, have abstained from this competition. Please inform that Heguo woman... to stop attacking!"
Realizing that this outward display of power would not have much effect on Mr. Huafu, the second elder directly restrained the fluctuations of spiritual power around his body and strolled to the stairs to go downstairs to save people.
"Don't be anxious, Master Immortal. Please follow me to meet the Emperor and inform him yourself!"
While speaking, Mr. Huafu blocked the exit going downstairs with his hand, and turned sideways to make way for the way up the stairs.
"Don't think that you, a little father-in-law, can stop two masters of the Dongxu Realm! Ah well...!"
Just when the fifth elder Zhang Shanyi wanted to support his senior brother and waved his hand to get rid of the father-in-law who was blocking the way, he felt in vain a huge coercion that seemed to be coming from heaven.
Zhang Shanyi felt as if the blood all over his body had solidified instantly, waves of chill spread to every nerve ending, and the hairs on his hair stood up uncontrollably.
"Junior brother, follow me upstairs!"
At that moment, the second elder Zhang Shanyuan also felt the huge pressure from the superior.
Although it only lasted for a moment, the terrifying pressure that could only be unleashed by a bloodthirsty man who had been on the battlefield for a long time still made the second elder, who had always been proud, tremble.
According to Zhang Shanyuan's hundreds of years of practice experience, there must be powerful people sitting around the emperor upstairs who are in the period of transcending tribulation.
If the three of my senior brothers take action together, even if they can fight with each other, they will inevitably end up in a draw due to many factors, not to mention that the headmaster is still missing.
After making their decision, the two people slowly walked up to the top observation deck specially prepared for the emperor. However, when they stepped on the last step, they were surprised but overwhelmed by the sight they saw.
The huge venue was slightly empty. On the throne carved with gold lacquer, His Majesty the Emperor wore a gold crown with hair and jewels inlaid on his head, and a bright-colored brocade robe embroidered with a dragon pattern across the sea.
Next to the emperor's desk, a middle-aged man in plain clothes with a heroic look on his face was slowly bringing a cup of hot tea to his mouth.
As the head of the Zhengyi Sect, Zhang Shanxing looked like a good boy, kneeling in the middle of the venue, with his head slightly lowered, like a disciple listening to instructions.
"Brother Headmaster!? Why are your eyes so blue?"
Finally seeing the senior brother, the fifth elder Zhang Shanyi, who was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, rushed to the senior brother with a few quick steps.
Just when I was about to complain to the other party, I noticed that the headmaster's side face was covered in bruises, and he started to express concern in a low voice.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, I, the Zhengyi Sect, think that we are not very enlightened and do not dare to shoulder such important national affairs. Please, Your Majesty, please allow my little niece a way to live!"
The second elder, who had probably guessed how the situation would develop, felt a little hesitant in his heart, but thinking that Shuang'er was suffering, he still waved, clenched his fists, bowed and saluted, and spoke frankly despite all the taboos.
"Junior brother! Don't let the image of the Qing Dynasty's impartiality and selflessness in the eyes of other countries be affected because our disciples are not good at learning!"
The head of the 'Zhengyi Sect', who had not even expressed concern for his junior brother, now opened his mouth to blame the second elder in vain, immediately attracting the probing eyes of everyone.
"Senior Brother, given Shuang'er's current situation, do you understand the consequences of saying this?"
Although he vaguely understood the concerns of the senior master brother, the second elder still could not accept such a cowardly performance, and knowingly asked each other for exact answers.
The fifth elder who had come to the side of his senior brother was uncharacteristically silent, as if he had already accepted Zhang Lingshuang's possible fate.
"As a subject of the Qing Dynasty, we have the responsibility to contribute to the country. Don't talk about it again!"
"If you, my dear, can understand this, then I will cultivate the 'Zhengyi Sect' carefully. As long as this competition can be successfully concluded, I will not treat you badly!"
Seeing such a wise leader of the Zhengyi Sect, His Majesty the Emperor glanced at the middle-aged man who was still drinking tea, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Fellow Immortal Masters...please!!"
As soon as His Majesty the Emperor finished speaking, the father-in-law in Chinese attire bowed slightly and walked forward slowly, leaning down to lift up Zhang Shanxing, the master who had been kneeling all the time, and wanted to walk towards the stairs.
The fifth elder, Zhang Shanshan, who was full of doubts, subconsciously stepped forward to offer his hands. When he saw the bright red blood stains where his senior brother was sitting on his knees.
After finding the source of the bloody aura, the fifth elder's eyes trembled slightly unconsciously, and his fingers quickly closed into fists. Just as he was about to do something, his senior brother grabbed his wrist tightly.
"Give me a hand, I'm old now, I won't be able to kneel down for a while!"
Zhang Shanxing, who didn't want his junior brother to take action rashly and end up in the same fate as himself, almost put his entire weight on his junior brother and forced him to leave with him.
Zhang Shanxing staggered down the stairs and left the pavilion in the lake with his two junior brothers with sad faces. He did not stop until he reached a small road.
"Tell me! What makes you, the leader of a faction, willing to abandon your beloved daughter!"
The second elder Zhang Shanyuan looked at the faintly visible light curtain in the middle of the lake. Zhang Lingshuang looked like a dilapidated doll abandoned aside.
My heart felt like being hit hard by countless sharp knives at the same time. I wanted to resist and vent, but I couldn't find any outlet. I had no choice but to hold accountable the culprit in front of me who had changed his mind in vain.
"I left you earlier and was going to go directly into the competition venue to rescue Shuang'er. I was looking around for the entrance, but I was stopped by an ordinary man!"
"The man who just sat next to the emperor without any spiritual energy fluctuations around him!?"
As soon as Zhang Shanxing spoke, the second elder focused on that different man. After all, with the emperor's aloof and arrogant character, it was difficult for ordinary people to catch his eye.
"At first, I was anxious to save him, and since the other person didn't have a trace of hostility around him, I didn't pay much attention to him, but I didn't want him to pass by...!"
Zhang Shanxing hesitated to speak, because he didn't know how to describe it. Someone had plotted against him as a powerful person in the realm of caves, so he had no choice but to lift up his clothes and let his juniors see the injury on his leg.
"Sit down quickly! I'll give you some... medicine!"
The fifth elder was still immersed in the sadness of losing several of his nephews. It was not until the bloody atmosphere around him worsened that he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered the injury of his senior brother.
After Zhang Shanyi used water to clean up the affected area, he looked at the calf that looked like it was burned by a fireball and couldn't help but stare at the headmaster with doubts on his face.
"Did your own magic...injure you?"
"No, the fireball technique that person cast is a technique that does not require direct activation of talismans!"
Regarding the second junior brother's question, Zhang Shanxing seemed a little embarrassed, but in order to let everyone understand the current situation, Zhang Shanxing answered the question truthfully.
"There are only a handful of sects that have this strange technique. I didn't expect them to be really good at it, but they are really good at stabbing me in the back!"
As a middle-ranked sect in the entire world of cultivating immortals, the ‘Zhengyi Sect’ participates in the Nine Nations Competition.
But the top two sects just closed their doors and thanked guests. Now they are fueling the emperor's arrogance, so that everyone can only watch the disciples suffer, which really makes people feel unwilling and resentful.
"I heard that that man entered the period of tribulation more than a hundred years ago. He once assisted the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty and conquered the country that originally belonged to the Han Dynasty!"
"Holy crap! Could he be the general who slaughtered hundreds of cities...Dorgon?"
Combining the many details mentioned by the headmaster brother, the fifth elder couldn't help but think of the first general of the Qing Dynasty who committed many murders in the Chinese Dynasty when the Qing Dynasty entered the country, and made people jealous after hearing about it.
The Qing Dynasty first took over the Han Dynasty. Due to different beliefs and living habits, coupled with years of war and empty treasury, officials were excessively greedy, resulting in many horrific and bloody tragedies.
Massacre in Zhaozhou, Ten Days in Yangzhou, Three Massacres in Jiading, Massacre in Kunshan, Massacre in Jiaxing, Massacre in Jiangyin on the 81st, Massacre in Changshu, Massacre in Sichuan, Massacre in Jinhua, Massacre in Nanchang, Massacre in Xiangtan, Massacre in Nanxiong
There were nearly a hundred bloody massacres, including the Fenzhou Massacre, the Datong Massacre, the Guangzhou Massacre, and the Chaozhou Massacre.
At the beginning of entering the customs, in order to deter many resistance forces, Dorgon and Xiaozhuang adopted the policy of massacring all those who resisted.
Public notices were issued, declaring: The people and thieves are mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish between jade and stone. Either the whole city will be slaughtered, or the men will be slaughtered and the women will be left behind.
Among them, the Qing army invaded Zhaozhou and carried out a massacre, and 25,000 people were killed.
The Qing army captured Yangzhou City and carried out a massacre for ten days. Women were covered in mud with long ropes tied around their necks, babies were all over the ground, and there were mountains of corpses on the road. Their flesh and blood had collapsed, and it was stinky. It smelled bad for hundreds of miles, and the corpses were ready for burial.
Eight hundred thousand.
The people of Jiaxing were unwilling to accept violence and revolted against the regime. The people who failed to escape after the defeat, except for some captured women and monks, were almost all massacred. About 500,000 people were killed.
To be continued...