Chapter 398 Walking in the eighteenth level of hell, setting up a stage to sing an opera

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The imperial guards behind him looked at the emperor who was walking slowly forward, their eyes full of respect.

Because they discovered that when the emperor was walking, if the front was blocked by the corpses of Ming soldiers, he would rather go around instead of stepping on the corpses of Ming soldiers.

When he walked to the wall of corpses piled up with the corpses of slaves in front of Longjing Pass, he could feel how cruel the fighting here must have been.

"I will see you, Your Majesty!"

After hearing the report, Yuan Keli led the generals out of the garrison mansion. He was shocked when he saw that Chongzhen was covered in blood and mud from his feet to his knees, and he was holding a broken gun stained with blood.

"My dear friends, no courtesy!"

Looking at the generals who were all injured, Chongzhen's face softened a little, and then he said: "Everyone, wait a moment, I will wait for a few people first, and then we will discuss important matters after the arrangements are completed!"

Waiting for someone?

Who are you waiting for?

Who is qualified to let the emperor wait in person?

The generals were a little curious, and they all followed the emperor's gaze and stared at the valley mouth in the distance.

After watching for a while, Chongzhen turned to look at Taniguchi and said coldly: "Don't they want to eat meat? Go roast some horse meat for them!"

After hearing the emperor's order, Li Ruolian, who was originally relatively calm, felt his stomach twitch a few times and turned around to leave.

vomit……

cough……

The area at the edge of the Longjing Pass is relatively clean. Thousands of people are sitting, lying or crawling. They really have no strength.

Starting from the Luanhe River, the gentry and wealthy businessmen began to vomit until the sky and the earth were dark, and the gall in their stomachs was vomited out.

There were corpses everywhere, with broken limbs and arms;

Puddles of blood that have not yet completely coagulated;

It’s hard to tell whether the puddles are mud or meat;



At this moment, they felt like they were walking in hell, but they seemed to understand the emperor's intention of coming to them.

"Everyone, there are still three quarters of an hour left before the hour set by His Majesty. We are still nearly three miles away from Longjing Pass. If you can't make it, the consequences will be..."

Listening to the cold words of Jinyiwei Commander and Tongzhi Wang Guoxing, everyone trembled again and struggled to stand up.

Under such a tragic situation, the emperor must have been furious. If he made another mistake, he would really die without a complete body.

If the emperor comes in person, it means that the news of the Jiannu invasion posted by the court a few days ago is true, and that the court has wiped out the Jiannu coalition forces.

Under such power, not to mention killing a lot of people, even if they are killed, the generals will agree.

At this moment, everyone couldn't care less about their nausea. They picked up the swords and broken guns on the ground and staggered towards Longjing Pass.

Just a quarter of an hour later, everyone who had barely regained some energy began to doubt life again.

If the mountain pass by the Luanhe River is the first level of hell, then the canyon in front of Longjing Pass is the total of the eighteen levels of hell. There is no comparison at all.

There was not much time, and they stepped over the corpse, but they did not see that the right hand of the accompanying Jin Yiwei had already been placed on the long knife at his waist.

Perhaps due to the threat of death, everyone rushed to the corpse wall of Longjing Pass.

After Yuan Keli and others saw the person coming clearly, they were startled for a moment, and then they understood the emperor's intention, and there was a coldness in the corners of their mouths.

"You, come out!"

Chongzhen stared at a middle-aged man in front of him who was wiping his hands on his body, and shouted coldly: "What's the matter, do you feel disgusted by the blood on your hands now?

The blood of these soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect the Ming Dynasty and protect you actually makes you sick?

I have long heard that you look down on these sergeants, and it turns out so when I see you today! "

As soon as Chongzhen finished speaking, a guard in golden clothes came out from the crowd: "Your Majesty, I am responsible for guarding this person. This person's name is Zhou Changcai. His family is in the restaurant business, and they are all over Beizhili, Henan, and Shaanxi.

Starting from the mouth of Luanhe River, he vomited eleven times, and six times he vomited on the corpse of our army sergeant.

They stepped on corpses fifty-nine times, including twenty-six of them stepping on the corpses of our army sergeants. "

Before Zhou Changcai could react, Chongzhen shouted angrily: "Zhou Changcai, you are so brave. I have never stepped on the corpse of our sergeant during this journey.

How dare you insult the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect our country like this?

You are not insulting those few dead soldiers, but you are insulting millions of soldiers of our Ming Dynasty, and you are slapping me in the face.

Someone, pull him out and hack him to death!

The guards in Jinyi will check whether there is any tax evasion or violation of Ming Dynasty laws in his home. Investigate strictly! "

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I was wrong... I was wrong...

That's not what I meant. I didn't mean to insult the soldiers. It was an honest mistake, Your Majesty..."

The Jin Yiwei ignored Zhou Changcai's begging for mercy and pulled him aside, raising the knife in his hand.

Seeing this scene, all the people who had just wiped their hands were afraid to move. Their bodies seemed to be frozen, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Only now did they know why after crossing the Luanhe River, everyone was surrounded by a guard or sergeant.

Not to support them, but to monitor them.

I can’t remember how many times they vomited and stepped on the corpses, but they definitely stepped on the corpses of Ming army sergeants.

According to what the emperor just did, they are dead.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"

While everyone was trembling, one person stood up and knelt in front of Chongzhen.

"Whether it is intentional or not, I just did it. I will not excuse myself. In order to make up for my mistake just now, I am willing to make compensation.

If you vomit, you will be compensated 100 taels, if you step on it, you will be compensated 500 taels, and an additional 10,000 taels of silver will be compensated!

Although taking money is a bit disrespectful to the soldiers, the money can be used as some compensation for the soldiers at the moment. I hope your majesty will give me a chance to make amends! "

Everyone listened to the kneeling man's words and directly greeted everyone's eighteenth generation ancestors in their hearts.

You are noble, you are great, you are rich, but have you ever fucking considered our feelings?

If the figures of Zhou Changcai who was cut off were added, each of them would need at least 20,000 taels of silver to appease the emperor's anger, and their net worth would immediately shrink.

But they didn't dare to show it at the moment. Didn't they see that the hundreds of soldiers around them had their right hands on the handles of their swords?

If this matter is not properly resolved and spreads to other armies, even if they are extremely wealthy, life will be difficult for them in the future.

In the future, when they go out to do business, these armies will have countless ways to make them lose everything they have lost.

Chongzhen glanced at it and found that the person who spoke out turned out to be Ruan Kangwen, the young owner of Wuhu Judian who had cooperated with Shaanxi disaster relief before.

During the great disaster in Shaanxi Province, Beijing donated money. This person had great merit and was rewarded with the rank of Ambassador of the Ninth Rank Weaving and Dyeing Institute.

Looking at Ruan Kangwen who was kneeling, Chongzhen secretly thought that this man is quite smart. He brought everyone here for four reasons.

Ruan Kangwen guessed that the purpose of making money could be cultivated, and then he would cooperate with Yang Qingyun who was preparing to build a business.

Although he was satisfied, Chongzhen still couldn't be too explicit and said calmly: "You have your heart, let's wait until the matter is settled!"

Then he looked at everyone coldly: "You have traveled so far and seen so much. Do you have any feelings?"

Facing the emperor's inquiry, everyone remained silent, really not knowing how to answer.

Looking at the silent people, Chongzhen said expressionlessly: "Everyone is silent, it seems that the feelings are not deep enough. In this case, I have a method that will make you feel deeper!"