In the original main hall of Prince Gong's Mansion, one hundred and twenty wooden tables were neatly placed.
Prince Gong's old men sat down one by one. They came this time mostly for Wang Muzhi's sake. After all, now that Prince Gong is dead, they have long lost their backbone.
Rather than rebelling with their heads in their belts, they naturally hope for a better future.
Of course, some people are dissatisfied. After all, in their opinion, they now have soldiers in their hands, and the Daxia court has too much to take care of itself. How much can the little Ninth Prince do to them?
Some people, relying on the army left outside the city, came arrogantly.
Among them, a pioneer general headed by Ma Yijun was the most out of the ordinary.
He was one of the eight minor officials of Ma Yi who followed Liu Jiangong in the uprising. His name was Ma Husan, and some also called him Donkey Saner.
However, after becoming a general, naturally this tacky name can no longer be used.
So Ma Husan found a storyteller, and the storyteller went over and over again and finally changed his name to Ma Ji, which means he will rise to the top.
But who would have thought that Prince Gong, who led him to rebel all the way, would take the lead.
After Liu Jiangong's death, his prestige in the army rose to the highest level, which also gave him a small ambition. Today he took the risk to win over everyone.
As soon as Ma Ji entered the scene, everyone stood up in a hurry to greet him!
"General Ma, why are you here too?"
Ma Ji snorted softly: "If I don't come, won't you and your brothers have to surrender to that corrupt imperial court?"
"Have you forgotten, we lived under the rule of Daxia and how miserable we were! As a postmaster, I haven't received a penny of silver for three full years!"
"You have worked hard for a year, and 30% of the tax goes to the court, 30% is exploited by local officials, and the remaining 40% has to be paid to the landlord."
"Twenty percent of the food is imported, and you may not be able to have enough food and clothing all year round. Everyone, who gave you the money you have today?"
"Of course His Royal Highness Prince Gong!"
"Yes, it was given by His Royal Highness Prince Gong. Even though Prince Gong is dead, we should inherit his will and never be the lackeys of the court, let alone be bullied by those dog officials again!"
"You all must have brought people here. Let me see, why not tie up that bird prince? From now on, southern Yunnan will be our world!"
"General Ma, are you prepared?"
Ma Ji said proudly: "Of course, I have deployed 10,000 troops outside the city, and there are even a thousand elites mixed into the city. The reason why I risked my life here is because I don't want you to be bewitched by the imperial court!"
Someone paused: "General Ma, it's not that we don't trust you, but even if we stand on our own, who should be in charge and where can we raise military resources? We can't imitate the king of the mountain and rob him." !”
"Yes, robbing can only solve a temporary emergency, but it won't last long!"
Although a group of people came from humble beginnings, they have made it to where they are today, and no one is short-sighted.
Ma Ji smiled: "So why is it difficult? Before coming, I have reached an agreement with the major slave owners in southern Yunnan. They support me as the new king of southern Yunnan, and you will also be granted the title of marquis!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place suddenly started to tremble.
Granting a marquis was something they never dared to dream about. Prince Gong had generously granted various titles to the marquis before, but if Luochuan was lost, the land would naturally be lost. What's the use of having a marquis?
But southern Yunnan is different. Wouldn't it be wonderful if one could really be granted a title of marquis in southern Yunnan, with a lovely wife and concubines, and over ten thousand fertile fields?
Seeing that everyone had been persuaded by him, Ma Ji immediately dropped another bombshell news.
"Don't forget, everyone, the tomb of King Zhao Wu is still there. There is countless gold and silver in it. We are guarding this treasure mountain and can dig it out slowly! Think about it, if he joins the Great Xia court, what can he do? Does it give you so many benefits?”
"So, pick up your weapons and charge with me!"
Two-thirds of the people present stood up without saying anything. The rest of the people seemed to be watching.
However, when everyone walked out of the hall, they saw Qin Yun looking at everyone with his hands folded and a smile on his face.
"Everyone, where are we going?"
One of Prince Gong's former subordinates said: "Stop talking nonsense, don't you want to see me? Today, I'm here, brothers kill him!"
Although the man roared, he did not take action.
But in the end, someone couldn't help but rush towards Qin Yun.
Wu Yingxiong and Tie Shuan stepped forward and attacked from both sides. In just one round, the person who rushed forward fell to the ground instantly.
"Don't be afraid, there are only three of them, come together and kill him!"
Ma Ji drew his sword and rushed forward, directly facing Qin Yun.
Qin Yun did not dodge, but punched Ma Ji sideways and knocked him several feet away. When the latter looked down, he saw that there was a fist mark on the iron breastplate!
The overbearing force even penetrated the armor directly, making Ma Ji feel as if his internal organs were about to shift!
"I have an army to support me, don't panic! Kill me!"
Qin Yun smiled: "Really? You still have an army!"
At this time, Wang Muzhi on the side raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the troops sneaking into the city have been subdued, and the sergeants outside the city have also listened to Your Majesty's call and decided to put down their weapons!"
"This is absolutely impossible, Wang Laogou, you are talking nonsense, my brother will never betray me!" Ma Ji said hysterically.
Wang Muzhi: "Then do you hear the shouts of killing outside this wall? My military advisor has given you a way to survive, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it."
He bowed his hands to Qin Yun: "Your Majesty, I think these people deserve to be killed!"
As soon as Qin Yun raised his hand, rows of Tiecun sergeants holding muskets suddenly appeared on the walls of the surrounding courtyard.
"put!"
"Bang, bang~~"
There was no resentment under the bullet. About seventy or eighty people were shot and fell into a pool of blood before they had time to react.
This was a massacre without any suspense, but Wang Muzhi was frightened to see it.
These were all fierce generals on the battlefield, and they were slaughtered just like that!
At this moment, Wang Muzhi finally understood where Qin Yun's confidence lay in killing the four princes.
No, with such power, you shouldn’t let him go!
Wang Muzhi suddenly felt that he had made a mistake.
Of course, that's in the past, and there's no point regretting it.
At this moment, among the more than eighty old members of Prince Gong present, after a round of barrage, only three or two kittens were left wailing there.
Qin Yun drew his knife and stepped forward, just like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard, slashing one after another. Finally, when he came to Ma Ji who had been hit by several bullets, Qin Yun raised the knife high.
Ma Ji was horrified: "Don't... don't kill me!"
"Pfft!"
Qin Yun cut him off without mercy. Should a guy like this who is good at inspiring people be left to create trouble?
As soon as Ma Ji died, the remaining members of Prince Gong's old men in the palace rushed out one by one and knelt on the ground.
"We are willing to serve under the King of Liang, and we ask the King of Liang to spare our lives!"
Qin Yun raised the corner of his mouth, saying that one thousand to ten thousand is no better than a living example.
In fact, from the beginning, Wang Muzhi suggested killing half and leaving the other half, but Qin Yun felt that it was not cruel enough, so if he wanted to kill him, he would kill him until he would bleed like a river, and kill him until the sky was dark!
With Lan Tian and Tie Shuan around, he didn't look down on this rabble at all. If it weren't for the purpose of keeping the remaining people to stabilize the ordinary soldiers, Qin Yun would even want to do it all.
Qin Yun glanced around with a stern look.
"You should know, what is the crime of rebellion?"
"That is a grave crime that implicates the nine clans!"
"If you want to live, there is only one way!"
Everyone's hearts sank: "We will follow His Highness Prince Liang to the death, and King Liang will live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!"
Qin Yun waved his hand and said: "Come here, clean the floor, and the banquet will continue!"
Everyone looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but feel chilled. Who still wants to attend the banquet!
But Qin Yun said to continue, who dared to refuse?
