"Don't believe what he says!" Yang He shouted angrily.
He realized that the situation at this time was already controlled by Wei Zhuang, and many soldiers had already begun to intend to retreat. If he did not take the initiative to attack, he would definitely die.
Yang He pulled out a sword and pointed at the sky, "Everyone, come to me. After killing the tyrant, there will be a heavy reward!"
After he finished speaking, a very funny scene appeared on the scene.
The soldiers around him first looked at the people around him and hesitated for a while. After about ten seconds, a few of them rushed forward tremblingly at Yang He's urging. As a result, these people just took two steps out and found that no one was following them. So he ran back with fear on his face.
"Come on, come on!" Yang He yelled crazily.
Yang Xingzhi fell to the ground with despair on his face, and the blood and stumps in front of him made him vomit.
In this chilling atmosphere, Wei Zhuang's eyes fell on a chubby young man.
The fat man broke out in a cold sweat and averted his eyes in a panic.
"Were you also involved in the kidnapping of the Queen's maid?" Wei Zhuang's cold voice sounded in the fat man's ears.
The fat man fell to his knees on the ground with a plop and cried: "Your Majesty, have mercy on me, I am wrong, Your Majesty, please have mercy on me..."
"Did you hit someone with a stool?" Wei Zhuang asked him.
The fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard this and then shook his head crazily.
"Since it's not you, then go and die." After saying that, Wei Zhuang swung his knife, and a swollen head fell to the ground and rolled twice.
"Son!" A man in the crowd wearing an official uniform of the Ministry of War howled with grief on his face.
Wei Zhuang walked up to a thin young man again and asked, "Did you hit him with a stool?"
"Your Majesty, Rao Ming, Xiaomin just slapped her twice. It didn't hurt, it really didn't hurt!" The thin man cried and almost fainted from fright.
Wei Zhuang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Two slaps?
How could such a weak girl withstand two slaps from him?
"Come here." Wei Zhuang called two burly soldiers and said to them: "You two slap him two hundred times, and deal with him after you finish."
The thin man cried and was dragged behind by two soldiers, and then there was a crackling sound of slaps in the yard.
Wei Zhuang's eyes finally fell on Yang Xingzhi.
"Yang Xingzhi, did you hit someone with a stool?"
Yang Xingzhi raised his head with horror on his face, his lips were trembling but he couldn't say a word.
"You were the one who suggested killing people and silencing them, right?" Wei Zhuang asked again.
"Wei Zhuang!"
Yang Xingzhi suddenly shouted and stood up. Under the extreme anger and fear, his nerves finally couldn't hold on anymore. At this moment, he completely collapsed.
"The Dog Emperor is the one who beat her with a stool. It's the one who wants to kill her!"
"It was my idea for Zhang Chan to have sex with her!"
"She is just a humble maid. What will happen if I kill countless people like this?"
"Why do you, a dog emperor, kill me for a maid!"
Listening to these words, Wei Zhuang's mind kept flashing back to Xiaoyu's tragic situation...
"Everyone obey orders!"
Under Wei Zhuang's gaze, the soldiers on both sides stood solemnly.
"Tread down Shangshu Mansion for me!"
…
The next day.
There is an additional notice on a wall on Changping Street.
Every citizen who read this notice cheered and marveled at the new emperor's enlightenment.
The general meaning of the notice was: The Minister of War, the Minister of War, and the Minister of the Ministry of War have ignored the king's laws and insulted the people for many years, and they have rebelled, and they have been executed by the current emperor.
At the same time, inside the palace.
All the ministers at the court were stunned.
No one expected that the emperor, who had only been on the throne for three days, would personally lead his troops to raid the Shangshu Mansion at night.
Overnight, just for a short sleep, the Minister of War and his entire family were gone.
But at the court meeting, there was no one in the position that originally belonged to the Ministry of War.
Looking at Wei Zhuang who was as steady as a mountain in the main hall, everyone felt a huge sense of fear.
This new emperor is so weird!
How weird!
Everything he did was completely unexpected, without considering the consequences or giving anyone a chance to react.
Three days, only three days since he took the throne.
He actually personally killed several powerful officials and firmly held the military and political power in his hands.
This is simply... too magical!
…
Inside the Aiwan Palace.
Xiaoyu is still asleep on the bed.
An old woman put down her wrist and stood up with the help of Doctor Chen.
Feng Shuwan asked with concern: "Old doctor, how is Xiaoyu's injury? Can it still be cured?"
The old woman nodded: "Back to the queen, thanks to the palace doctor stabilizing Xiaoyu's injury last night, it can be cured."
"Do you really mean what the old doctor said?" Feng Shuwan asked excitedly.
"You only need to use acupuncture to loosen his tendons and veins, then use external medicine to treat his roots and bones, and internal medicine to nourish his qi and blood, and he will be able to walk in about a month."
"Then it's time to trouble the old doctor," Feng Shuwan said gratefully, "The grace of saving my life is greater than God. I will thank the old doctor again!"
The old woman smiled and waved her hand after hearing this, "Saving lives and healing the wounded is a life-long duty of ordinary people. You don't have to be polite, Queen."
After Feng Shuwan wrote a few more sentences, the old woman left accompanied by Dr. Chen, and only Feng Shuwan and Xiaoyu were left in the palace.
About half an hour later, Xiaoyu's brows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and then she woke up from her drowsiness.
The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Feng Shuwan's happy expression.
"Miss..." Xiaoyu called softly.
When Feng Shuwan saw that she was awake, she quickly sat by the bed and said with concern: "Don't move around yet. If you need anything, just tell me."
Xiaoyu shook her head movedly, and then asked: "Miss, how happy are you? Is there any happy event?"
"Yes." Feng Shuwan nodded and said with a smile: "The emperor has already avenged you."
"Revenge?" Xiaoyu was startled and looked at her doubtfully.
"Last night, the emperor personally led his troops and captured Yang Xingzhi and his entourage in one fell swoop!"
"What?!"
Xiaoyu was immediately surprised when she heard this. She looked at Feng Shuwan in disbelief, and Feng Shuwan nodded affirmatively.
"I, I..." After the shock, Xiaoyu suddenly showed a remorseful expression, "I'm sorry, miss, I have caused trouble to the emperor."
"Silly girl, you didn't do anything wrong." Feng Shuwan comforted her: "Those bad guys deserved their crimes. It is a great blessing for the people that the emperor brought these people to justice."
Xiaoyu thought about what happened yesterday from morning to night.
She always felt like she was having a dream.
This dream was not a good one, probably a nightmare, but a very reliable person always appeared in the dream and saved her time and time again.
She felt a little like crying.
"Miss, you and the emperor must stay together."
Xiaoyu said to Feng Shuwan sincerely.
Feng Shuwan was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily.
