"Let's just say to the outside world that the whole Ji family rebelled and wanted to assassinate King Wu Shen, but unfortunately it failed."
The soldier cupped his hands and said "No."
As soon as Yang Gan finished speaking, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
It's so cruel, it's heartbreaking to kill people.
This is more embarrassing than beheading, and the Ji family is a big family in the royal city.
Not counting the entire clan being slaughtered, these people were stripped of their clothes and trousers and hung at the city gate. This was not a slap in the face to their entire clan.
Even some members of the Ji family who married outside their families were so disgraceful that they lost their shame in Changbai Mountain.
But these people didn't expect that Yang Qian backhandedly issued an order to Tianshou Division. Anyone who married outside the Ji family, as long as they had a good relationship with the Ji family and had the possibility of revenge, would be killed.
Of course, the husband's family can come forward to guarantee it. Once something happens, the whole family of the husband's family will be slaughtered.
In this way, everyone was happy, and Yang Qian had to give himself a big thumbs up.
Of course, the most uncomfortable thing is the elder brother in silk clothes. He knows that he will die miserably, and he also knows that his family will go down with him.
But human nature is like this. When the butcher knife is not placed on your neck, you will never feel pain. Only when the knife is actually placed on your neck, you will feel the biting cold and the murderous intent.
From that day on, there was a spectacle outside the royal city.
Hundreds of naked people were hung at the city gate at a temperature of 20 to 30 degrees below zero.
Among these people, there are men and women, old and young, there are even infant babies, and there are also old people in their seventies.
When she learned that Yang Qian was going to settle accounts, Zhang Yumeng immediately began to complain, how could she not be part of such a good show? She was so angry that she punched the pillow on the spot.
I know there is melon, but I can't eat it. How can I bear this feeling?
But Yang Qian had long known that Zhang Yumeng would say this, so he directly expressed his thoughts.
Whether it is himself or Cao Wushuang, Krisna, and Belika, they are all people who have the ability to protect themselves.
As for Zhang Yumeng? Are you okay?
Zhang Yumeng was a little unconvinced. He had been practicing for a while, and his current figure was not inferior to the height of some men.
Coupled with good health and a strong body, I guess there won't be much of a problem.
But Yang Qian didn't think so. In a favorable situation, Zhang Yumeng could only wave the flag and shout from behind.
But in the mansion of Brother Silu Yitou, who knows what will happen. If there is a problem, Yang Qian is the Dinghai Shenzhen, but he is not a god, who knows what mistakes will be made.
To Yang Qian, Zhang Yumeng was a flaw, and this flaw must be plugged in order to make the plan flawless.
Sometimes there will be various accidents, but in general, being able to make up for the shortcomings is the most important thing. Fortunately, this time the plan was perfect.
Time passed very quickly, and a few days later, Yang Gan looked at the official documents in his hand, and coupled with the streamlined secret report from the Tianshou Division, he found that the royal city was almost completely under his control.
At this point, his plan could finally be launched.
In the prison, Yang Gan stood in front of an unkempt man with a determined expression, but a very serious tone.
"King Martial God, there is one last thing I need you to do."
The unkempt man's face was filled with deathly ashen. Although he was originally desperate and wanted to die, he had eaten well and slept well during this period, and he gradually developed a desire to make things worse.
Unexpectedly, someone started to torture me more than half a month ago.
The torture, including water-feeding, beatings, dripping of wax, starvation, and deprivation of water and sleep almost drove him crazy.
Sometimes he even felt that as long as he could die happily, that would be better than anything else.
A hoarse voice sounded.
"Say~~~"
"The day after tomorrow is a good day. Pass the throne to your son. As long as you can help me put on a show, I will give you a decent show."
A hint of joking flashed across the corner of Dawu Shenwang's mouth, and he licked his dry and cracked lips.
"You, aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for you?"
Yang Gan was surprised and said, "Sitting in this position, you can't be so naive, right? Don't you want to be decent? Do you want to leave this world in a mess?"
King Dawu Shen was silent, and after a long time, he said.
"Okay, but you have to let me have a good sleep. I haven't had a good sleep in half a month. Also, I need to eat and drink water."
Yang Gan stood up and walked outside.
"I'll give you two days."
Looking at Yang Qian's retreating back, the corners of Dawu Shenwang's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, with a look of loneliness on his face.
But after a while, his smile gradually spread, and he really didn't have the confidence to survive for another half month.
The method of torture is not very clever, but it focuses on the key points of one's body, making it impossible for one to survive or die.
It would be nice to die, at least it wouldn't be so painful, and I have been tired for so long.
After two days, the entire royal city became lively. I heard that King Wu Shen had been seriously ill for a long time, and today he wanted to give the Zen throne to the young master.
After all the work was done, Yang Qian led many soldiers and stood in the palace with the family of scholar-bureaucrats and the entire surrendered ministers of Goguryeo.
The moment he saw his son, the Great Martial God King couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, his face full of disbelief.
Although he was extremely unqualified as a father, how could he not recognize his first daughter?
As a king, he could understand Yang Qian's formal arrangements with just a moment's thought. It had to be said that when it came to planning, the gap between him and himself was too far.
Although a large number of people were brought into the palace, what was the point?
The ministers, the army, and even his former woman are all his people now. No matter how much trouble he makes, he can't change the outcome.
A deep sense of powerlessness made him, a great king, physically and mentally exhausted. Being able to have a peaceful death was a rare luxury for a king.
After completing the complicated ceremony, he signed the edict, stamped it with a heavy seal, and walked out of the palace hall with the queen and the fake son, to be worshiped by all the people.
At this time, two masked people rushed out from nowhere. They held daggers in their hands and rushed straight towards the King of Martial God.
"Take your life~~!!!!"
The two sharp daggers were like hot knives inserted into tofu, piercing into the body of the Great Martial God King.
The army next to them panicked and shouted.
"Assassin, there are assassins, hurry up and protect the king."
Suddenly the whole scene was in chaos, and the people immediately started running outside.
The whole palace was in chaos, but those with sharp eyes would notice that it was chaos, but it always felt like the atmosphere was weird.
The panic of the people was very real, and the officials were also panicked. But the army was just shouting, and more of an attempt to maintain order.
After the two assassins stabbed the Great Martial God King hundreds of times, they floated away surrounded by thousands of troops.
Historical records: In the forty-third year of Wenhui's reign, the last King of Goguryeo was assassinated at the gate of the palace after abdicating his abdication at the age of thirty-six.
After the whole matter was handled in an orderly manner, Yang Qian was in the inner palace, and Gui Xianwan in front of him held her hands together uneasily, waiting for the final decision.
"How is your daughter?"
Gui Xianwan smiled bitterly and said, "She didn't spend much time with her father, and he only hugged her two or three times."
"This should be the fifth time she meets her father."
Yang Gan smacked his lips, shook his head and said, "Whether it's true or not, I advise you two to put aside the grudges in your hearts. I don't mind killing more people to stabilize the current good situation."
"But you two have done a great job for me. I don't really want to see your heads in front of me, do you understand?"
Gui Xianwan hurriedly knelt down on the ground, clutching Yang Gan's thigh with both hands, her eyes filled with frightened tears.
"Relax, don't worry, Your Majesty, please rest assured that we have absolutely no rebellious intentions towards you."
Yang Gan nodded, "It's best this way, let's get down."
After sending Gui Xianwan away, Yang Qian immediately arranged for people from the Tianshou Division to closely monitor these two people.
Even the Maihime and the servants were developed into external members of the Amagari Division, in fact, just to monitor the two of them.
What they do on weekdays and who they meet must not only be approved by Amagariji, but also recorded. Of course, after the follow-up planning is finalized bit by bit, the role of the two of them will be infinitely reduced. By then, even if they have thoughts of rebellion, , it’s too late.
After Gui Xianwan left, two figures walked out from behind the screen. Yi Lingxue and Ao Ying were seen kneeling on the ground covered in blood.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Wu An, for allowing us to avenge our bloodshed."
There are two or three coal stoves installed in the house, the temperature is controlled at around 25~30°C, and the floor is decorated with wooden floor, which is more in line with Yang Qian's preference.
Bare feet is Yang Qian's daily lifestyle. When he walked in front of the two women, the two women immediately put their heads on his feet, which was extremely humbling.
For the mistress of two scholar-bureaucrats to be willing to be treated with such humility, it is obvious that Yang Qian let them kill their enemies with their own hands this time, which is equivalent to becoming their reborn parents, and his kindness is more important than heaven.
Don't think that women's social status today is very low. In fact, women's status in this era is very complicated.
It is said that when he first came to this era, Yang Gan felt that the social status of women in this era was very low. Just like after the Song Dynasty, no matter what your status was, as long as you were a woman, you would be suppressed.
But after living for a long time, I realized that the polarization is very obvious. There are powerful women, many queens of princes and kings, and they are not simple people.
For example, if King Shang is still half-breathed, isn't his wife taking care of the court clearly? With such a fight and such a mess, a woman can be so stable, and Shang Guo has not yet become chaotic. On the contrary, there were signs of stability, which impressed Yang Qian.
After a period of analysis, Yang Gan came to the conclusion that after the Song Dynasty, the social status of basic women was suppressed, but in today's era, any woman who can control her own destiny or have the ability to support herself independently has no status. lower than her husband.
Some people died, but not completely...
