Chapter 456 Death of Lei Ao
For Sisi, Lei Ao's death was a good thing.
Because the people who killed him "must" be Xia people. Not only would the Black Miao tribe not come to trouble Sisi, but they would solemnly invite the Holy Lady of the Spirit tribe to discuss the anti-Xia issue.
The excuse for rebellion that had been lost due to the assassination of Yue Hongling, Lan Tiankuo, the Xuanwei envoy, suddenly became available again.
Lei Zhentang, the head of the Black Miao clan, posted hero posts at night, inviting all ethnic groups to gather in Dali.
It means that since the Xia people will kill my son, you can't escape, so why not fight against them together!
Everyone knows this is just an excuse, but there must be such an excuse.
There was already a group of chieftains who were ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the current turmoil in the Great Xia to establish an independent country. What they lacked was a broader consensus in Bailiao.
The opposition of "small tribes" like the Ling Tribe is a trivial matter. There are also many big tribes such as the Bai Miao and Yao Tribe who are pro-Xia. They all think that there is no difference between autonomy now and I don't want to establish a country. I have to rebel. Take off your pants and fart, and you can’t count how the common people got here. Don’t you, Lei Zhentang, divide the accounts into thirty-seven? Are you embarrassed to say that?
Sisi even believed that this was just the Hei Miao's ambition to unify all ethnic groups. Once the alliance really gathered strength and launched an army, and Shu County sent troops to "suppress it", it would be easy to cause integration during the war, and the strongest ones would be defeated in the end. A yellow robe, Dali Kingdom came out.
Lei Zhentang is one of the rare figures on the troubled times list in Miao territory. He is twenty-eight on the land list, a little higher than Wang Daozhong. He has extremely high prestige and power in Miao territory. With Shi Wuding's secret assistance, he is completely capable. Qualifications for such a thing.
However, Sisi's idea did not gain the consensus of the Bai Miao and other ethnic groups. They just felt that there was no benefit in rebelling against them.
Everyone has his or her own ideas. The Miao territory has been turbulent for several months, and the black Miao have been united among various ethnic groups for a long time.
The atmosphere was already at its most tense. It could be seen from the eyes of the people when Zhao Changhe entered Xizhou that the Miao people's dissatisfaction with the Xia people was palpable. The Heimiao side only needs the last few tribes to reach a consensus. When the time comes, they will raise their arms and take the Xuanwei envoy's sacrificial flag, and they will naturally rebel. Small tribes such as the Spirit Clan can only obey.
At this time, Yue Hongling fled to Miao territory and met Sisi by chance. Sisi learned that Yue Hongling was being hunted by Shi Wuding and took her in quietly. The unfriendly atmosphere because she had pretended to be Yue Hongling disappeared. Instead, it was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Sister, sister The scream was extremely affectionate.
After staying for a while, Yue Hongling learned about the current situation of the place. One was not angry to comfort the common people, and the other did not want to be coerced into rebelling. The two sisters hit it off. Sisi pretended to be Yue Hongling to attract Shi Wuding's attention. Yue Hongling lurked in Dali to assassinate Lan Tiankuo. . On the day of the operation, Zhao Changhe stepped into the storm.
With Lan Tiankuo dead, Hei Miao's reason for rebellion suddenly disappeared. However, with their arrows on the strings, they could not stop.
Lei Ao's assassination became the best reason, even better than the reason for counter-propaganda and consolation.
Lei Ao was a young leader of a clan, and his assassination was a serious political incident. The Bai Miao and other tribes also believe that Lei Ao usually has no bad deeds. Since the Xia people will kill Lei Ao, will they also kill themselves?
Of course, everyone is not stupid. Who killed Lei Ao? What if Lei Zhentang killed his own son out of ambition? This needs to be investigated clearly first.
The next day, more than a dozen ethnic leaders who were begging for food around the Erhai Lake in Cangshan gathered in Dali at the invitation of Lei Zhentang, the leader of the Black Miao tribe.
As the leader of the Spirit Clan, Sisi was naturally among those invited. She brought a small team of people to the meeting. There were two guardians on the left and right, one male and one female. They were faces that no one had seen before.
Of course it’s Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling, whose injury has basically improved.
Zhao Changhe was still dressed like Si Laoye, and Yue Hongling wore a blue spirit costume. She specially chose a style that did not expose her waist, but her straight shoulders and waist looked very enchanting unexpectedly, so her face was maliciously wiped by Zhao Changhe. She's very ugly, but she just doesn't want others to stare at her.
When he stepped into the hall, the atmosphere was very solemn.
Thousands of people were in the palace, densely packed. Lei Zhentang was sitting in the main seat. In front of him was a stretcher covered with white cloth, with Lei Ao's body lying on it.
Many people gathered around Lei Ao's corpse to inspect it, and finally shook their heads and backed away, returning to the queue of their own family group.
Sisi took the opportunity to ask a clan leader whom she knew well: "Sister Pan, how is the situation?"
Pan Wan is the head of the twelve surnames of the Yao people and the chief of the Yao people. This is a charming woman, nearly forty years old... I dare to think about it, everyone I see is my sister.
At this time, Pan Wan looked solemn and said in a low voice: "It is indeed dead. I have personally tested it and found no signs of forgeries or other magic. It is a real corpse."
Sisi was stunned, frowned and said: "You really killed your own son..."
“Yeah, I didn’t kill him.”
"It's not that I killed you, and Chief Lei didn't mean it either." Pan Wan glanced at her: "But this means that thousands of black Miao people witnessed the Xia people's assassination." Sisi said disdainfully: "It's all them. The person who said it was whoever assassinated him, can this be used as evidence? "
"But the assassin was caught on the spot. He was indeed a Xia man and someone with an official position in Shu County. He was said to be named Qi Siyuan." Pan Wan pursed her lips and said, "Here, over there."
Zhao Changhe and his family turned around and saw a group of black Miao people escorting a black-clothed Xia man kneeling there in the corner, his head lowered with a dejected expression.
Qi Siyuan is a swordsman from Shu County, and he is quite famous. From this point of view, it seems certain that Shu County will send someone to assassinate Lei Ao.
Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Li Si'an fell. Now it seemed that the incident had nothing to do with Li Si'an. Zhao Changhe put aside his most worried point and said: "Who can you deceive with such a false excuse? Why did Shu County kill Lei Ao all the time? Even if he wanted to kill him, why did he do it in front of thousands of people? How can such a stupid assassin come from being killed by force in front of soldiers and horses?"
Sisi looked at the white cloth on the stretcher over there, with a deep meaning in her eyes: "This is not important. What is important is that the things are true. Not everyone here has read, and the majority are hot-headed fools."
Zhao Changhe was startled. This is true. He always thinks that everyone has their own thoughts. In fact, most of the Bailiao are hunters or herdsmen in the mountains. They really don’t think too much about the details behind the case. What happened happened, and Lei Zhentang's purpose was achieved.
He thought for a while, then got on the stretcher and looked at the body.
At this time, the noise in the hall has gradually subsided, and most people have finished looking at the corpses they wanted to see. Qi Siyuan, who was captured on the spot, is there. The facts are clear, and there is nothing more that needs to be understood. Lei Zhentang quietly looked at the family heads in the hall who had returned to their respective positions, and said calmly: "Have you seen it clearly now?"
Pan Wan said: "How about asking the murderer to explain why he did this?"
There was a black Miao man over there pulling Qi Siyuan's hair. Qi Siyuan raised his head and looked very arrogant: "Prefect Zhai hated the poor color of the jadeite supplied by Lei Ao. He sent people to complain several times, but Lei Ao remained the same, which made Prefect Zhai feel that his authority had been compromised. If you provoke him, send me here to teach him a lesson, it must be done in public! Da Xiawei, how can you, a foreign barbarian, provoke him?"
The hall was filled with turmoil: "Fuck, that's too much!"
"Rebellion against him, what's so great about Zhai Muzhi!"
“They don’t know why the quality of jadeite is so bad!”
Even Pan Wan shook his head, quite believing this in his heart. It was really possible that this was something Xia officials would do.
Lei Zhentang looked at the angry crowd, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said with great sadness: "Everyone, since the late king was assassinated by Xia Longyuan's trick, the country of Dali was eliminated, all the tribes were divided, and the Xia people oppressed us and dozens of others. It’s been years. I don’t need to tell you how you have lived over the years. It has only been a month since Lan Tiankuo took office. How many women have you asked for?”
“Now it’s my son’s turn!”
“Someday it will be your son’s turn too!”
"I, Lei Zhentang, don't want to live this kind of life as a slave. Do you still want to continue living it?"
The tone was loud and full of incitement, and there was an enthusiastic response in the hall. A discordant voice suddenly sounded: "This dead man is not your son at all. What are you shouting here?"
Lei Zhentang’s voice was stuck in his throat, and he became furious: “Who are you!”
Immediately, people came up to him and introduced to Lei Zhentang in a low voice the spiritual protector Si Laoye who made a big splash in front of the village last night.
Lei Zhentang sneered and said: "It turns out that you are the protector of the Spirit Clan. Your Excellency is very skilled in swordsmanship. I heard that you are close to the Middle Earth?"
"Does it matter who I am?" Zhao Changhe didn't care about this at all: "Is it more important whether you are your son?"
Lei Zhentang slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up angrily: "Can I still recognize my own son?"
"That's weird." Zhao Changhe pinched the deceased's cheeks and pried open the mouth: "As far as I know, your son lost a tooth, but the deceased's teeth are intact... Oh, there is a bit of decay. This kind of tooth technology Not bad, can Chief Lei teach everyone?"
There was suddenly silence in the hall.
The deceased was stabbed in the throat, and none of the autopsy examiners were tired of trying to pry his closed mouth.
But how could this man think of this... What's even more strange is that he was sure it was a fake before he even pried it open!
(End of this chapter)