Chapter 211 Killing innocent
The knife flashed, and the head of the current Korean man flew up, and then fell to the ground, the head rolled, and the stunned expression was still vivid.
Three Koreans besieged Lei Hong, the first one was beheaded, and the other two roared and shouted: "Don't leave the thief!"
But Jia Pingan did not retreat but advanced.
Swing the long knife continuously.
A Korean man was stabbed in the lower abdomen, and subconsciously covered it, and then the light of the knife flashed across his neck.
Amidst the blood, the old bustard, who was completely intoxicated in this poem, sang loudly without realizing it.
"Passing through Xinling to drink, taking off the sword and kneeling in front of the knees. Burning the Zhuhai, holding the cup to persuade Hou Ying. Three cups of spitting promises, and the five mountains are light."
The headless corpse of the second Korean fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Wanbei reacted at this moment, and shouted: "Kill him!"
He had been jokingly watching the warriors under his command beating Baodong and Lei Hong just now, but he didn't expect that handsome young man to draw his sword and strike, and the strike was the head of an owl, which reminded him of the Jingguan mentioned in his previous poem.
The last of his men rushed over.
A majestic body blocked the front.
"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is full of energy."
The Goryeo warrior roared, and then punched.
Li Jingye yelled, "Die!"
He punched without hesitation.
Boom!
The Koryo warrior just hit Li Jingye's shoulder with a punch, and before the strength penetrated, he was punched flying by Li Jingye.
Everyone couldn't help exclaiming.
The Koryo warrior landed heavily in front of Yang Wanbei, splashing the wine and vegetables on the desk. His chest collapsed, and he spat out a mouthful, which turned out to be blood mixed with unknown internal organs.
This punch actually killed him alive!
Under the lights, Li Jingye's fluttering long hair fell down.
On the other side, Jia Pingan continued to use his sword, and the Korean warrior retreated frequently. Finally, there was no way to retreat, so he rushed over.
The light of the knife flashed.
Human heads are flying and blood is gushing.
Jia Pingan stood there, pointed the long knife obliquely at the ground, and the blood left on the blade slowly dripped...
"Saving Zhao and wielding a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first. The two strong men of Qianqiu, Xuan He Daliang City."
Yang Wanbei looked pale and asked, "Who are you two?"
Li Jingye said in a deep voice, "Li Jingye!"
Jia Pingan slowly withdrew his knife, raised his head and smiled and said, "Jia Pingan."
Someone exclaimed, "Tiger with a hundred riders!"
Jia Pingan nodded slightly, turned and left.
Behind him, Li Jingye followed closely, while Bao Dong and Lei Hong had already left from the side.
Then there was chaos.
Fangzu came. Hearing that it was Jia Ping'an who did it, he immediately asked someone to report to the officials. As for them... they have no right to control.
After the bustard sang this poem, she discovered the tragic situation at the scene.
Yang Wanbei opened his mouth to curse, but it was in Korean. Someone said, "It's Korean!"
Immediately, the scene became lively.
"Before they surrounded and beat our people, Jia Canjun saw the injustice, he drew his sword to help, beheaded three people, and the young man who accompanied him killed one person, everyone..."
A middle-aged man with the appearance of a literati stood up, ignored the corpses and blood, raised his glass and said: "The Koreans are domineering, Jia Canjun killed them, is there something wrong?"
"No mistake!"
Someone said: "But why are they all the heads of owls?"
The literati said: "The old man didn't know the identity of this person before, and there was something about the Beijing Temple in his poems. Now that I think about it, he was showing off the fact that he killed the former Sui soldiers and built it for the Beijing Temple. Jia joined the army..."
He raised his glass, and everyone raised their glasses.
"Good kill!"
Everyone drank it down.
Someone shouted: "Who wrote that poem? Heroic, sing it again, yeah, I have plenty of money, come tomorrow."
The procuress was still in a daze until a fellow told her about it, and she even started crying.
"Why cry?"
The literati came over and said angrily: "That's Jia Canjun's poem, so heroic, you are the only one who can sing it well, and sing it quickly. Tomorrow, the old man will come with friends. If you can't sing well, the old man will smash it." This brothel."
The bustard looked up, "It turned out to be Jia Canjun, I cried because I missed Jia Canjun... If I knew his identity earlier, I...I..."
The literati saw that there were teardrops on her eyelashes, and she was a little childish, so he smiled and said, "What do you want?"
The bustard said: "I want to get him drunk!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The literati turned around, the bustard calmed down and began to sing.
Everyone tapped the dishes with chopsticks and sang together.
"...killing a person in ten steps will never stop you for a thousand miles. When it's done, go away and hide yourself and your name..."
boiled.
At the gate of Pingkangfang, a few soldiers smiled bitterly and said, "Jia Canjun, four Koreans died over there, or...you wait for the officials to come before leaving?"
Jia Pingan smiled, "That's fine."
He didn't like to embarrass these people, so he dissuaded the angry Bao Dong two.
Later, Fangzheng came in a hurry. After seeing Jia Pingan, he first saluted and then ordered: "Open the gate of the workshop!"
A soldier said in a puzzled way: "Fang Zheng, Jia Canjun just killed four people."
"Open the door!" Fangzheng scolded, "Yeah, can't you make me stop?"
Several soldiers opened the door of the workshop, and Jia Pingan went out first, and Fangzheng's voice came from behind him.
"Jia Canjun...mighty!"
The corners of Jia Ping'an's mouth curled up slightly.
At first, he only wanted to kill one person, but he changed his mind when he heard the Koreans making fun of the former Sui soldiers’ Beijing view.
If Yang Wanbei hadn't been retreating back then, he might have even killed this guy.
On the long street, the cavalry of the Jinwu Guard came at a high speed.
"Stop!"
The cavalry approached and asked, "Who?"
"Hundred Riders Jia Ping An."
The cavalry verified their identities, and someone sniffed, "Why do you smell blood?"
Jia Pingan smiled, thinking that this person is a dog.
He was going in the wrong direction, and a cavalryman asked, "Where is Jia Canjun going?"
"Imperial City!"
Jia Ping'an and his party arrived outside the imperial city. The temperature at night was slightly lower, but it was bearable.
The news immediately entered the palace.
"Your Majesty!"
Many courtiers outside are at ease, but Li Zhi is still watching the memorial.
Hearing the words, he raised his head, "What's the matter?"
Wang Zhongliang said: "It was reported just now that Yang Wanbei, five members of the Goryeo Mission, went to a brothel in Pingkangfang. Later, Jia Pingan took three people with him..."
Li Zhi put down the memorial, picked up the water glass, and took a sip slowly.
"The Koreans talked about the former Sui Jingguan, and then bumped into a Baiqi, and the two sides fought. Jia Pingan drew his sword and stepped forward, beheading three people in a row, and then Li Jingye punched one person to death."
After Wang Zhongliang finished speaking, he found that the emperor was very calm, and couldn't help but feel that it was very strange, so he looked back.
The servant who came to report the letter stood outside the door. At this moment, the way he looked at his nose and his heart was very different from before. In the past, when it came to good news, they wished to report it directly, rather than through Wang Zhongliang's mouthpiece. This shows the person's judgment on the news...
—Bad news on a catastrophe scale.
Beheading the members of the Korean mission, Huante Niang killed four, what is this for?
So the waiter has to be bubbling at the moment.
"How about the Goryeo envoy?"
Li Zhi's voice could not hear any joy or anger.
Wang Zhongliang said: "Say yes..."
"Let him talk."
The servant came in tremblingly, "Your Majesty, Yang Wanbei retreated when he saw that the situation was wrong, and Jia Pingan stopped after beheading three people. In addition..."
He felt that such bad news would make the emperor feel bad, so he said about it, "Jia Canjun wrote a poem, and he said that his blood boiled after hearing it."
"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow..."
Li Zhi sat there, waving his hands for a long time.
"Your Majesty, Jia Ping'an is waiting outside the imperial city."
The latest news brought joy to Li Zhi's eyes, "Let him go home and wait for disposal at home."
When the news spread outside the imperial city, Jia Pingan yawned, "Jingye, go home, that Baodong, you wait to go home."
Li Jingye returned home all the way, Li Ji was awake, and was barbecuing and drinking.
"came back."
Li Jiye nodded, Li Ji frowned suddenly, "Did you kill someone?"
"Yes." Li Jingye sat down, first picked up the wine pot and looked up to do it, and then said comfortably: "Brother took XX to the brothel tonight, he beheaded three Koreans, and a certain punch killed one ..."
Li Ji was stunned, nodded immediately and said, "Go take a bath, don't worry."
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The entourage nodded and asked, "Where are the four?"
"died."
Yang Wanbei is writing documents, his literary talent is good, all the way through writing, it turned out to be a memorial to the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. The memorial said what happened tonight, and the anger spread in the words...
After a short while, he checked it several times, revised it, and copied it again...
The people from the mission came, but everyone was silent.
Yang Wanbei raised his head and asked, "Do you know a man named Jia Canjun?"
"That's a man from Baiqi." A follower said, "That man's name is Jia Pingan. He said he was a broom star, but he is already a county man."
Yang Wanbei took a deep breath, "Before in the brothel, he beheaded three people, and his followers killed one... Tomorrow, a meeting will be written to Emperor Tang, Jia Pingan...must die!"
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In the early morning of the next day, many officials were walking slowly on Suzaku Street.
A message was spread, which instantly detonated the early morning.
"Jia Pingan beheaded the Koreans last night."
Yang Deli was stunned.
Last night, my cousin came back late at night, and said in the morning that he was on vacation, and Yang Deli also said that Baiqi was really nice.
So he got into trouble?
Yang Deli felt uneasy.
Later, the veterans gathered at Zuowuwei.
Liang Jianfang was the last to come, and as soon as he came, he threw his fist, smashing the table to the point of collapse, and laughed loudly: "Just last night, Xiao Jia took Li Jingye to the brothel, he beheaded three people, and Li Jingye killed one person, refreshing, old man I can't stop **** so much, hahahaha!"
Su Dingfang was taken aback, "Is there a reason?"
Someone scolded: "What the hell, if you kill it, kill it, what do you want? If you have the ability, you will rise up and fight, yeah, I can't wait."
Su Dingfang scolded: "Gan Niniang! There is a reason why Xiao Jia won't be blamed, do you understand?"
The man said embarrassingly: "I have killed so many people, I have forgotten to ask for an excuse."
Liang Jianfang clutched his stomach, "Xiao Jia sent people to go first, and the Koreans rushed up, and then surrounded Xiao Jia's people..."
"Okay!" Su Dingfang said with a red face: "Good job!"
Cheng Zhijie clenched his fists, "Damn! Old man! Old man..."
Cheng Mingzhen thought about it for a long time, "This is the teacher who is famous, good!"
A civil servant was poking his head outside, and Liang Jianfang scolded: "Is your wife here? Why are you sneaking around? Talk!"
The civil servant came in, facing these old killing gods, he was a little hypocritical, "I have seen all the old men, they copied the poem written by Jia Pingan last night, and the official read it with enthusiasm, and dare not enjoy it alone..."
"Read it!" Liang Jianfang turned around and said to everyone: "This old man's grandson-in-law is really good, so he is worse than this old man."
This shameless old thing!
The civil official's cheeks trembled, and he recited: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook is frosty and snowy..."
Later, there was a roar in the duty room, like howling ghosts and wolves...
"Thousands of two strong men, 烜he Daliang City. Even if you die as a hero, you are not ashamed to be a hero in the world. Who can write your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra... wahahaha!"
But news came later.
"Someone in the court impeached Jia Ping'an, saying that he killed the envoy of the foreign vassal."
Liang Jianfang got up and coughed dryly, "How are you, old people?"
Cheng Mingzhen stood up, and said calmly: "If you want to deal with Xiao Jia, deal with the old man first!"
"good!"
"Go, enter the palace!"
The timid civil servant watched these veterans go out without hesitation, only felt his blood rushing, and couldn't help shouting: "Good kill!"
…
In the middle of the court, Chu Suiliang was talking: "...killing one person is fine, but killing four people in a row, this matter is somewhat deliberate. The Koryo envoy's memorial came, saying that if Jia Ping'an is not dealt with, then..."
Li Zhi was listening, but a little carelessly.
Changsun Wuji frowned slightly. He felt bad about such things, but he also felt relieved.
Killing is good, but why kill so many people?
Killing one person is a conflict, and killing four people is deliberate.
Li Ji stood there with warm eyes, not worried about his grandson Li Jingye at all.
"Li Jingye beat one person to death with one punch, saying that his chest was sunken, which is very cruel."
The corners of Li Ji's mouth turned up slightly, which turned out to be quite gratifying.
Li Zhi saw it, and just when Chu Suiliang had finished speaking, he said, "I heard that the Korean mission has been provoking all the way?"
An official from the Sifang Pavilion stood beside him and said, "Your Majesty, this journey is indeed like this. Those Koreans wielded knives and sticks wherever they went, and even fought each other. Their words were quite disrespectful to Datang."
"Last night..." Chu Suiliang glanced at Li Ji, "Last night, the Koryo envoy and others talked about the former Sui Jingguan."
Li Zhi's eyes became colder, and Changsun Wuji knew about it, and said with a sneer, "You **** slaves, kill a group of them next time, and build the capital!"
Li Ji nodded, "That's right!"
"But Jia Ping'an's matter is not easy to deal with." Chu Suiliang said seriously: "If not dealt with, those envoys from foreign vassals will be afraid and say behind their backs that Datang killed people at will."
"Your Majesty, General Zuo Wuwei Liang and others are asking to see you."
Nima!
Chu Suiliang stopped speaking immediately.
What are those old hooligans doing here?
Li Zhi nodded, and a group of veterans were brought in later.
After saluting, Liang Jianfang started to undress without saying a word...
Wang Zhongliang was dumbfounded, "General..."
Boss, you take off your clothes in front of His Majesty, what kind of trouble is this?
But those veterans followed, not even Cheng Zhijie.
After a while, a group of veterans in short-nosed trousers stood upright.
"Please look, Your Majesty!"
The bodies of every veteran are densely covered with various scars, some are shaped, some are long, some are one piece...
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Li Zhi stood up to show respect, "You have fought for the Tang Dynasty for many years, and you have never been afraid. They can be called the pillars of the country."
Liang Jianfang sternly shouted: "But the old minister heard that someone was going to dispose of the pillars of the country. Why didn't the lowly dog slave of Goryeo complacently say what happened to Sui Jingguan back then in the Tang Dynasty? If the old minister was here, he would definitely smash them Skull, see what color it is inside!"
A servant trembled.
These old guys are brutal.
Chu Suiliang frowned and said: "Killing should be killed, but four people shouldn't be killed. If you don't deal with it, what if Goryeo takes the opportunity to raise troops?"
Changsun Wuji glanced at him and felt that it was necessary to teach Chu Suiliang a lesson.
Liang Jianfang stared wide-eyed, and shouted: "If the Koreans want to fight, then Datang will fight for them!"
The veterans shouted: "Just kill it!"
A fierce murderous aura made the people in the hall a little uneasy.
Wang Zhongliang looked at these veterans and felt his blood rushing.
yes!
Just kill it!
Afraid of them being a bird!
A veteran stepped forward and said: "If Goryeo dares to raise troops, the veteran will invite you to go, and you will never return!"
"Veteran please order!" More veterans stepped forward.
This is a group of veterans who feel uncomfortable without fighting. They are Datang's most precious wealth.
Li Zhi nodded slightly, and then walked over.
He picked up Liang Jianfang's clothes and put them on for him with his own hands.
"I know Zhu Qing's thoughts. Datang will not bow to the Korean people. Last night, the Korean envoy offended Datang, and Jia Ping killed him without guilt."
"Your Majesty is wise!" The veterans all beamed with joy.
A decisive and tough emperor is the greatest support for the military.
Li Zhi smiled and said: "You have fought for the Tang Dynasty for many years, so you have to have a good life. Once the flames of war break out, I will have to rely heavily on you."
This is a promise: I will still reuse you veterans.
Liang Jianfang said solemnly: "As long as His Majesty orders, I will wait for death."
This is the response: Don’t worry, boss, we support you, whoever wants to rebel must first see if our cross-knife agrees.
The words of the monarch and his ministers complete the heart-to-heart exchange.
Li Zhi nodded, patted Liang Jianfang on the shoulder, and said: "There are great enemies outside the Tang Dynasty, such as Turks, Korea, and Tubo. There will be many places to use troops in the future. Take care."
This completes the exchange of opinions between the monarch and his ministers.
The veterans want to let the emperor know their loyalty, but they hope that the emperor can complete the inspection of the generals as soon as possible. Once they need to go to war, they will never turn back.
The emperor also expressed his satisfaction, so the monarch and his ministers joined hands, and the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty is just around the corner...
When Li Zhi turned around, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
This is true joy.
The veterans expressed their views, and his wings became more and more full.
Control the army step by step, and whenever there is any external provocation, the army will attack and destroy it. It is the kingly way to use the head of the enemy to erect the majesty of the emperor.
He walked back, turned around and stood, his eyes glanced over the officials, his eyebrows became more awe-inspiring, "Yang Wanbei's exit is not bad, drive him out of Chang'an City!"
The majesty of the emperor is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The officials bowed their heads.
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