Chapter 138: The Streets of Heaven Trampled the Nobles

Lu Jing's few words revealed a strong bloody atmosphere.

Perhaps some people think they are very cruel, but it depends on which side he stands on.

At least in the eyes of more than 90% of the people, they are first-class saints, and Zhenjun is the first saint in history.

As for other saints, what are they? Are they given food to eat?

Soon, Kou Zhen returned with his troops. He was wearing soft armor, and the blood of the enemy was hanging on it, which had not completely dried.

"Repel the Tang soldiers." Kou Zhen took off his armor.

This is a soft armor made of mithril, which cannot be penetrated by ordinary swords, spears, and halberds.

After taking Guanzhong, they are already a well-known big force in the world. If they are willing to negotiate conditions, even some small rebel kings will join them, and their territory may double.

Two hundred miles away from Chang'an, in the Tang army camp, a group of people drank wine in silence.

Zhu Shan, a tall man like an iron tower, said unwillingly: "I, an old soldier of the Tang Dynasty, have fought in the desert for many years. With 30,000 cavalrymen, I never thought that I would be defeated today. I am sorry for the fathers and folks of Taiyuan."

Zhu Shan was very depressed. He was the one who led the troops to fight the vanguard this time. Unexpectedly, he was hit head-on by Kou Zhen and almost couldn't escape.

Thinking of this, he just wanted to go back and drink some human milk. After eating and drinking, he would fight Kou Zhen again.

"Alas, Kou Zhen is too strong." Li Lin, another right-hand man of Tang Ming, sighed.

Li Lin is also known as the little bully. He loves to tease good women, such as breaking into other people's weddings to grab brides and running to the boudoirs of rich ladies to force people to drink.

The people present are of complex composition. There are children of noble families with superior status, legitimate descendants, registered disciples of Goguryeo swordsmanship masters, generals from all walks of life, and poor but knowledgeable scholars from poor families.

People of different identities and classes are united around Tang Ming, which is why so many people think he is a wise leader.

"Taoism took Chang'an, Xu Xuan destroyed the Yinshan Sect and dominated the Demon Sect; people are so foolish and only care about the immediate interests. The world will eventually be in chaos." Yun Qiong sighed.

She decided to ask the elders of the sect to come out, because the current situation is not something they can control.

Boom!

At this time, Tang Ming, who was drunk, put down the wine bottle heavily. His sleepy eyes became clear. He looked at Yun Qiong and said, "There is no need to blame the people. Everyone is like this."

"Everyone has a piece of evil land in their hearts. If it is not disciplined, it will turn people into beasts. Therefore, it is necessary to study things, seek knowledge, be sincere, correct the heart, and cultivate oneself to govern the evil land in the heart and turn it into good fields. This is a gentleman."

"A gentleman uses reason to govern the people, govern the evil land in the hearts of the people, and promote his own way throughout the world, so that the good fields will bear fruit. This is governing the country and pacifying the world."

Tang Ming's words were deeply recognized by everyone.

Reputation is not just a lie. Tang Ming has the ability to govern the world and the theory of making everyone in the world like a dragon. Only in this way can he be known as a beacon in troubled times.

Whether it is the desert or Goguryeo, Tang Ming's reputation is well-known. Whether it is a noble family or a commoner, his reputation is very good.

Therefore, he is the best lord.

"Have the people from the Cui family, Longxi Li family, and Lu family been detained?"

Tang Ming stood up, wearing a green shirt, looking unrestrained and leisurely.

"Yes, they are now in Chang'an City, and I don't know whether they are alive or dead."

"Okay, I'll go over there."

Tang Ming picked up a pot of old wine, used light skills, and floated away.

The men behind him looked at each other and hurried to catch up.

"Jiantang, you should go with him." Yun Qiong said to the white-clothed swordsman who was silent and holding a sword next to him.

This is the registered disciple of the Goguryeo swordsmanship grandmaster. He was born in poverty, but he has superb swordsmanship and is known as the world's first swordsmanship genius. He made friends with Tang Ming when he was young, so he has been following Tang Ming all these years.

The palace in Chang'an City.

All the idle people were cleared out.

In the Taiji Hall, Kou Zhen sat cross-legged and breathed in his internal energy.

The blood in his body became stronger at a very slow speed.

In another ten or twenty years, the strength may be able to reach a higher level.

At this time, there seemed to be some movement outside the palace.

Kou Zhen opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Huh?"

Kou Zhen walked out of the door and saw a man in green sitting in the pavilion in the backyard garden.

Flowers bloom under the moon, with faint fragrance and sparse shadows.

Green shirts are free and the lake is sparkling.

The man's eyes were melancholy and a little drunk. He raised his head high, drank wine, and laughed again: "The war situation is chaotic, and I finally stole half a day of leisure... What's going on in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, spring water makes tea, I wish I could be free, haha."

"Who are you?" Kou Zhen roughly guessed who this person was. The spies had described the appearance characteristics of the leaders of various forces.

"Why do we have to know each other before we meet? Does it matter who I am?" Tang Ming did not turn his head, as if he was not afraid of Kou Zhen's sudden attack. "I am here to reason. As the leader of an army, you will not even let me reason?"

"Then please speak." Kou Zhen crossed his arms and looked at this man with interest by the lake.

"In the first year of Kaiping, there was a riot in Chang'an. At that time, General Yang Yuan wanted to massacre the city for seven days. Cui Yuanzhong persuaded General Yang alone, and the people were spared."

"The son of the prime minister of the previous dynasty liked to kill beautiful women. Lu Yi, the then governor of Chencang County, tried his best to impeach him, and finally the son of the prime minister was executed... The barbarians invaded the border, and the Li family of Longxi held the isolated city for several months..."

Kou Zhen immediately understood and said, "You want me to let the aristocratic family go? Hmm? Do I deny the deeds of the ancestors of the aristocratic family? If the ancestors have merits, can the descendants be forgiven for doing evil?"

"Just kill the chief culprit, but if you kill a good person by mistake, where is your conscience?" Tang Ming said slowly.

"Whose fault is it that the son of the aristocratic family ordered the slaves to kill people? The aristocratic family lent money and killed countless people, and who enjoyed the hard-earned money?"

The two people looked at it from different angles, and naturally had different concepts of good and evil.

The views that Xu Xuan instilled in them were from later generations.

For example, a woman was insulted by a person of high status when she was very unwilling.

According to Taoism, no matter what your status is, it is a crime of adultery, and you should be sentenced as you should.

If it were a noble family, if the person who committed the crime turned over a new leaf, or even married her in a formal ceremony, and brought her home in eight sedan chairs, then the matter would be over, and everyone would be happy and the family would be reunited.

When Kou Zhen told this example, Tang Ming remained silent.

Because this was not an example, he had several good brothers who did the same thing.

"You are so high up, always wanting to establish your mind for the world, to establish your life for the people, to pass on your unique skills to the saints, to bring peace to the world forever, always thinking that you are in the front and that others need you. Now it's the people who establish your life and transform your unique skills. Can't you bear it?"

"Seeing others suffer, you keep saying that they should work hard and starve... bullshit, why don't you suffer yourself? Go and build a canal. If you can last a month, I will admit defeat."

Tang Ming couldn't help laughing and said, "What a righteous man, aren't you the same?"

"Indeed, whether it is the True Lord or ourselves, we never conceal our purpose. At least while satisfying our selfish purposes, we will also share some soup with the people. We just don't do it as badly as you do."

The atmosphere was a little silent, and neither of them took action.

Tang Ming chewed on Kou Zhen's words, his eyes gradually brightened, and he murmured to himself: "Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people... Good sentences, it should be made clear..."

Then, he turned to look at Kou Zhen and said: "You don't want to fight either. If we continue to fight, it will only benefit other forces for nothing. How about using this pot of old wine and my withdrawal as conditions to exchange for the lives of the noble families?"

After that, he used his internal force to throw the wine pot steadily to the shore.

"This is Green Ant Wine, a rare and fine wine."

Except for close friends, Tang Ming does not give wine easily. Wine is a great pleasure in life. If it is given to people who don't know it, it is really a big spoils the scenery.

Looking at the wine pot flying over, Kou Zhen showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly kicked the wine pot away with a flying kick.

"What are you fantasizing about? The chivalrous spirit, drinking in the rivers and lakes? I drank your wine. Although we are enemies, we have mutual respect? Haha, I won't buy your tricks."

Kou Zhen laughed heartily. In Tang Ming's horrified eyes, his body rose nine feet taller, and his eyes shone with golden light.

A bunch of black-clothed people emerged from all around, surrounding this place.

"Besides, I'm waiting for my people, what are you waiting for?"

What kind of rivers and lakes morality, martial arts heroism, are all called the devil's way. If you don't do something about the devil, wouldn't it be a loss?

"Kill!!"

Tonight is another fight.

It's not the people around who are not guarding closely. After all, Chang'an has just been settled, and many corners and secret passages are unknown. It's normal that the security is not very strict.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"Husband!"

"Brother!"

Soon, the people who followed Tang Ming came over.

There was a melee between the two sides.

As the destined leader and the hope of the righteous, Tang Ming is naturally surrounded by many experts.

Kou Zhen and Lu Jing's men are not bad either, and they have the upper hand overall.

But they didn't expect these people to be really loyal and would rather die than save people.

"Ah!!" Tang Ming's eyes were bloodshot. His brothers, subordinates, and confidantes were killed and captured in front of him. He finally regretted it.

"Go! Don't let us down!"

Everyone roared.

Tang Ming's embarrassed figure gradually disappeared in the distance.

"Haha, Tang Ming, you killed so many brothers just to drink a little wine and show off your heroism. Have you tasted the taste of parting?" Kou Zhen's ridicule came from afar, and Tang Ming spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Soon, all the Tang army members were thrown into prison.

The next day, Xu Xuan came to Chang'an.

"Meet the True Lord!"

Everyone reported what had happened recently.

Xu Xuan was speechless when he heard about Tang Ming. He said, "Where did this fool come from... As for the noble families, they should be killed and not a single evil person should be spared."

"The streets of heaven trampled the bones of the nobles, and the inner storehouses were burned to ashes."

As soon as the murderous words came out, blood flowed like a river again, and the imperial star was shaken.

Is the elegance of the Wei and Jin dynasties, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, really meaningful?

It does make sense, the treasures they hid can be considered as contributions to the people.

The streets of heaven trampled the bones of the nobles, and the inner treasury was burned to ashes.

When this sentence spread to the world, the righteous path completely gave up the hope of compromise, and even some of the evil paths united with them.

And these have nothing to do with Xu Xuan, he is refining skulls in the land of Yin.

(I found that I have a lot of typos. Why is this? I check twice every time and I don’t find it. I am like a blind man.