Mingtaiyuan
A place that has not been remembered for a long time.
It was probably built by the first-generation God to pacify Yuhaitian because of the excessive killings during that time, but even so, the real bloody suppression came from this king.
It was originally built to commemorate the deceased victims.
But later, people's thoughts were moved, and some established forces always felt that this God was extremely good-tempered and a kind and soft-hearted master. Therefore, we press hard everywhere and push forward everywhere.
Relying on meritorious service, let alone the common people are not individuals in their eyes. Even God is a plaything and a puppet in their eyes, and they feel that Yuhaitian cannot survive without them.
Little did they know, this would lead to a catastrophic death, including confiscation of the family and extermination of the clan.
On that day, nineteen high-ranking officials of the imperial court and thirty-five other aristocratic families were sacrificed in blood sacrifice at Mingtai Yuan, implicating a total of 10,347 people from nine clans.
The sacrifice lasted for three days and three nights, which shocked everyone.
It was also from this that the first-generation God used this to support the three great families to ascend to power, and relied on the Supervisory Heavenly Office established by Zhongzentian to completely eliminate all chaos.
Afterwards, the first generation of God felt that the killing was too heavy, so he closed Mingtaiyuan. He only instructs the palace servants in charge of sweeping the palace not to neglect the tributes and the four seasons.
Until his death, the following gods also followed this example.
So there has always been a saying that has been passed down from word to mouth.
If there is no enlightenment in Mingtaiyuan, it will lead to death.
Therefore, all the ministers stood blankly on the spot. They had more or less the same thoughts as Zhuo Taifu. It was expected that Jian Wanfeng would not dare to do anything serious, so at most he would kill a chicken to scare the monkeys.
As long as they don't jump around, they are still who they are.
The days are free and unrestrained, without any influence.
After all, being a minister and worshiping the king is not worshiping him. Although they were surprised and unexpectedly killed. They also know how muddy the water here is, but in the final analysis, they cherish their lives.
When disaster strikes, everything changes.
How else to say it?
Favors are like paper, thin and thin.
Loyalty is like water, but there are few sections.
But no matter what, they felt that they still had some leverage with Jian Wanfeng, and there was room for mediation.
I never expected that he would come for real.
For a time, everyone was in danger.
How could Taifu Zhuo be willing to do this? The good reputation he had built all his life was completely ruined.
Before leaving the hall, I still wanted to get all the ministers into the water together.
He shouted: "My lords, Zhuo's today is your tomorrow. We should unite and drive this treacherous official and traitor who has usurped power and throne out of the Baode Hall, and cut him into pieces with a thousand swords to comfort the Lord's spirit in heaven."
After the ministers heard this, they almost shouted, "Don't harm them."
He hurriedly took a few steps back and distanced himself.
The angry Master Zhuo was furious and his eyes were spitting fire.
The evening breeze remained calm and waved its sleeves.
Everyone has moved to Mingtai Courtyard, and at this time Zhu Weng Chisong has led thousands of masters and has already controlled every corner of the palace.
As for these three thousand students, not even one of them can escape.
The three thousand students were all terrified. They were just sitting at home behind closed doors, and disaster was coming from the sky.
At this point, it’s basically all about the wife and children. Otherwise, he is holding his lovely wife and concubine in his arms and discussing life.
As a result, he was suddenly pulled out of bed.
He couldn't help but catch him and leave.
As soon as I went out, I realized that I was not the only one who was arrested.
Looking around, everyone is familiar.
I wanted to ask why, but before I could say anything, I was beaten.
When he was taken to Mingtai Courtyard, his clothes were all stained with blood.
Before they could figure out the situation, they saw Mr. Zhuo and his son being carried, one after the other, falling in the middle of the courtyard like dead dogs.
Suddenly, the lights of Mingtai Courtyard lit up.
The dim candlelight illuminated the murderous intention.
The door that had been closed all year round slowly opened, and a breathtaking cold air was like hoarfrost, sweeping directly over everyone present.
This kind of cold is different from the cold of the skin. It penetrates from the outside to the inside, into the bones and even into the depths of the soul.
Cold people are at a loss what to do.
Just when they were in a cold and confused state, Jian Wanfeng arrived with all the ministers with his back and forth skills.
The ministers were frightened, but at the same time they were shocked by this inadvertent hand.
Unexpectedly, this guy not only has good brains, but also has very little cultivation.
Suddenly, I felt sad.
They pinched their noses in twos and threes, you looked at me and I saw that you didn’t dare to say anything. The arrogance and care that he had when he came out are of course gone now.
Jian Wanfeng glanced at Chisong. Chisong understood and winked at the palace man again, and it was time to start.
The palace servants trembled and stepped forward to turn a copper crane candlestick.
Suddenly, there was a rumble in the house.
The small Mingtai Courtyard has unexpectedly changed its appearance, and there is even more excitement inside. Not only are there furnishings dedicated to sacrifices, but there are also stands on both sides.
The venue is big enough to accommodate them all at the same time.
After everyone entered, Master Zhuo and his son were also brought inside.
What's more, a simple Bagua Well slowly emerged in the open space in the middle of the stands, and the bursts of cold air came from inside.
Soon, ten axemen were in place.
With a nod from Jian Wanfeng, the sacrifice officially began. First, the priest in charge of the ceremony sang a congratulatory message, and then performed a dance to pray for good weather and peace in the world.
Afterwards, ten people were escorted to the well.
Master Zhuo was still yelling and scolding, unable to accept that the humble little beggar could achieve what he has today. I can't even believe that I didn't recognize him after all these years.
Watch him dazzle in front of your eyes every day, watch him become popular in the sea of desire, watch him win the hearts of the people, watch yourself bow down to him.
He said angrily: "Do you think I'm afraid now?
Tell you, dream.
Even if I die, I will go to the ten palaces of hell to sue you one by one. I accuse you of being unfaithful and unjust, and I will offend you below. I accuse you of a heinous crime and a heinous crime. "
Jian Wanfeng ignored it, but Chisong gave an order.
Immediately, swordsmen and axes moved together, and ten heads fell into the well at the same time.
In an instant, there were bursts of neighing sounds from the bottom of the well, like the roar of wild animals. There were countless shrill and resentful laughter stirring up the wind.
"Hahaha."
"Hehehe, come on, what are you afraid of?"
“Jiejiejie, that’s right.
Come with us, come with us. "
“We’re so cold, we’re so cold.
Blood, we want blood.
Give us blood, quickly. "
Suddenly, a sharp roar pierced everyone's eardrums, and all the officials vomited blood, especially the students.
Everyone present was so frightened that they all hugged tightly and formed a ball.
Jian Wanfeng glanced at the crowd in a leisurely manner and motioned for Master Zhuo and his son to be escorted forward. The poor young man was so frightened that he peed on the spot. He was so embarrassed and angry that he couldn't avoid the sight.
But now, how could Jian Wanfeng let him get his wish?
Even though he peed all over his pants, he was still dragged to the well.
He watched helplessly as the bodies of ten students were thrown down, followed by a frenzy of looting below.
It makes crazy chewing and biting sounds.
The officials in the stands suddenly felt dizzy and weak, relying on each other's support to avoid fainting. In fact, when they saw the eager eyes of the jade-faced judge, Yideng Can, etc., they were so frightened that they wanted to faint but did not dare to.
I'm afraid that if I faint, I will be next.
Tai Fu Zhuo was not much better. His son Zhuo Shilang was still crazy and could not distinguish between urine and feces. Now he died directly in hell.
I was so frightened on the spot.
Master Zhuo still loved his son, after all, he was his only child. No matter how unsatisfactory he is, relying on his family's accumulation, he can live a life of wealth and peace of mind.
Immortals live a long life, and it is not a problem at all for the descendants of the Zhuo family to select a few younger ones to accompany them and enter the court.
Therefore, his son has the conditions and ability to be a master for the rest of his life.
But he never thought that one day a white-haired person would give a black-haired person a gift, and he never thought that one day he would die so useless and humiliating.
Cursed: "Hey Wanfeng, you will have retribution."
Jian Wan was calm and collected, sitting on the chair at the entrance, adjusting her cuffs slowly.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Master Zhuo, you still don't understand?
Is this...whose retribution? "
"you……"
"Throw it down."
"Yes." After receiving the order, Gan Laowu raised his hands in salute and immediately mentioned Zhuo Shilang.
Master Zhuo desperately wanted to break free and rushed forward to stop him: "No, you can't.
You can't do that, you can't..."
But no matter how he is an opponent, no matter how hard he tries, he can't change the facts.
This is how it ended, watching my son die before my eyes, and then watching my son being thrown into the ancient well.
In an instant, the whole person seemed to have had his soul sucked out.
And in this short moment, hundreds of his students followed in his son's footsteps, first beheading them and then throwing them into a well.
When he came to his senses, he was finally willing to recognize the reality.
That is, he can't save anyone.
He couldn't save his son, he couldn't save the students he brought out, and he couldn't save himself.
Suddenly, he turned his eyes in a daze.
Looking in the direction of Yan Wanfeng, ordinary people knelt down.
Just like the little beggar back then, he climbed through the students step by step towards that person and lowered his noble head.
It wasn't until he reached the dozens of steps that he raised his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, spare my life."
At this moment, Jian Wanfeng was so far away from him and yet so close. When I say close, it was right before his eyes. To put it bluntly, that was a height that he could not reach in his life.
At this moment, he knew what fear was and what regret was. Only then did he realize that everything he relied on was nothing in front of this man.
Intimidation, inducement.
No matter how hard you beg, you can't get your life back.
Everything he was proud of was destroyed one by one.
Jian Wanfeng, you are a ruthless person.
I, Zhuo Tianfang, am willing to be inferior.
If there is an afterlife, wherever someone with the surname Jian comes, I will never meet you again.
All I ask is that you have a high position and a noble hand.
Don't... drive them all out or kill them all.
But before Jian Wanfeng opened his mouth, his waist was broken by Kuang Laosan's foot, and he was dragged back to the well by his hair, making all the ministers' scalps go numb.
They whispered to each other and asked: "What should I do?"
I thought I was killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, but I didn't know that this was the real killing of the chickens to scare the monkeys.
Jian Wanfeng still lowered his eyes and never raised them.
He said, "Have arrangements been made for Taifu Zhuo's family?"
The jade-faced judge smiled and saluted: "Don't worry, my lord, Master Zhuo's family of three hundred and fifty-three are all on the road, waiting for Master Zhuo to go down and reunite with them."
Hearing this, Master Zhuo was struck like five thunders.
I was so confused that I forgot about the pain, forgot about scolding, forgot about crying, and forgot to laugh.
He just stared blankly, watching his three thousand students die ten by one.
After all three thousand students were killed, he raised his head sluggishly, and his once deep and sharp eyes now became cloudy and dull.
When he looked at the mouth of the well, he smiled strangely.
It seemed that there were countless people inside waving to him, saying: "Come on, come on."
When the man was pinned down at the mouth of the well, he was still smiling with salivation at the corner of his mouth.
He murmured: "I am Zhuo Tianfang, the number one appointed by the Lord. I am the mentor of King Yong, who of you dares to disrespect me?
I want to be talented and knowledgeable, and I want to have a good family background.
Are you worthy of comparing with me?
Hahaha……
Do princes and generals like Xiang Ning have the guts?
Princes, generals and prime ministers are all good at it. It’s you, you rats, who can’t eat even four dishes in your lifetime.
Go to hell, go to hell..."
Jian Wanfeng listened quietly and suddenly raised his eyes.
"Do it."
