That night.
Yun Yang was lying in his room, looking at the dark night outside through the window, his eyes flashing, and he was confused.
After a long, long time, he murmured: "Bao'er... now, he can sit on the throne of the prince, he is more than qualified!"
Yun Yang is not the only one who has this idea.
Early morning on the second day.
Without saying a word, His Majesty the Emperor immediately issued an edict: "Prince Yong is no longer allowed to stay in the capital and will go to his fiefdom immediately!"
This mediocre king is none other than His Royal Highness the former Crown Prince and the current title of the second prince!
Compared with Bao'er's youthful wisdom, the title of the former crown prince Jin Yong Wang is also just right and perfect!
And the next imperial edict is "canonize Yu Qiankun, the son of the eldest prince, as the grandson of the emperor; the whole world will celebrate and grant amnesty to the whole world!"
All civil and military officials received the order in unison.
Now that Yutang's hegemony is unfolding, it has already formed a tendency to dominate the world. At this time, appointing the state governor will relieve all worries.
His Majesty the Emperor's vigorous and resolute style is unmistakable.
That afternoon.
King Yong set out with only 808 people in his entourage, leaving Tiantang City, the capital of the Yutang Kingdom.
Wu Ying of the Military Department specifically requested that after King Yong goes out of the city to carry out the ceremonial ceremony, and the Ministry of Rites has registered it, the Military Department must go through it again to prevent any unscrupulous people from getting involved.
Naturally, the Ministry of Rites did not dare to neglect it. After approval, it was immediately sent to the Ministry of War.
Wu Ying personally approached the matter, and did not neglect it at all. He strictly controlled the entire process and eliminated all irrelevant personnel. Together with Liangdi's maid, Yongwang's concubine, accompanying eunuchs, and bodyguards, they only had a few heads in total. number.
Including King Yong himself, the number was exactly 809.
So, he was immediately ordered to set off.
Eight hundred and nine people!
When King Yong learned about the head count, he was stunned for a long time. After a long time, Yang Tian laughed miserably as if he had realized something, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
"Hahaha... Eight hundred and nine, eight hundred and nine! Is this retribution? Hahaha..."
In front of the city gate.
There were only a few officials who came to see him off. Instead, Wu Lie, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, who had always been at odds with King Yong, came to see him off.
King Yong was wearing a green robe and looked back at the city gate. His handsome face was full of loneliness and despair. He knelt down slumped on the ground and kowtowed nine times to the city gate.
"Father, after I say goodbye today, I will never see you again."
King Yong burst into tears: "May you take care of yourself and live a long life."
Princess Yong comforted her softly: "Your Highness, although the journey is far away, there may not be no chance of returning to the capital in the future. Don't be discouraged and unable to recover."
King Yong shook his head miserably, but did not want to say another word. He got on the carriage and headed south.
No one understands better than him why his entourage is so small!
And why 809 people!
Even if he was demoted, even if the tree fell and the hozens scattered, even if he fell into trouble, how could it be possible that there were only 800 people in the honor guard? Where did the escorting officers and soldiers go? Even if only people from the former prince's residence followed, the number would definitely be more than 800.
But the entourage of these 808 people reminded the former Crown Prince of a long-lost past event.
During the battle of Tianxuan Cliff that year, when the nine deities met with an unexpected incident, they were accompanied by 809 people!
Nine statues with eight hundred iron guards!
In the battle of Tianxuan Cliff, 808 people died, almost the entire army was wiped out. Only Yun Zun survived, even though there was a huge turmoil after returning. But since then, Jiuzun has been hiding behind the scenes for a long time!
Whether they are sacrificed or survived!
Now, he has been demoted, and the number of his entourage plus himself, by coincidence, is eight hundred and nine!
What does this mean
What does it mean
King Yong knows it better than anyone else and understands it all!
My entire group is doomed. There will be no more luck. There will never be any survivors like Yun Zun!
Knowing this, since the other party made such an arrangement, he must have made it clear and clear that the accident at Tianxuan Cliff was caused by his own actions.
Thinking more deeply, the number of heads for this trip was finally approved by the military department!
Doesn’t it already explain more problems
This is definitely not an accident or coincidence, it is a dead end, a dark road, or... a point of no return!
These 800 people are all his confidants and loyalists; then these 800 people are his sacrifices!
No one will survive!
This is a foregone conclusion!
Three days later.
King Yong and his party passed by Canglong Ridge and camped here to rest that night. It was midnight, and suddenly there was a strong wind, thunder and lightning, and a downpour.
Early the next morning.
No one came out of the camp, and it seemed unusually quiet.
People from the local government got the news and went to check, but they saw that in the entire camp, 809 corpses, without exception, were all lying neatly on the ground, and they were arranged in an orderly manner, clearly visible at a glance.
The first one was none other than King Yong himself.
Eight hundred and nine people seemed to be asleep.
In the tent, there are four big characters written by King Yong himself: "The sin deserves it!"
On a nearby rock, someone wrote a few lines of words in blood.
"The prince breaks the law and is as guilty as the people; blood for blood, tooth for tooth, grudges are settled, and blood debts are repaid with blood."
…
At this time, he was in a small roadside hotel three hundred miles away from Canglong Ridge.
A thin young man ordered a few jars of wine and some side dishes, and ate and drank quietly there.
After a long, long time, he murmured: "Brother Feng Zun, I, Shui Wuyin, will do what I say, and I will avenge you."
He lowered his head quietly, looked at the wine in the wine bowl, and smiled bitterly: "Master Yun Zun meant to kill only the mediocre king and not involve innocent people. But I couldn't hold it back. I didn't want to kill just one person. I want to kill eight hundred and nine people.”
He laughed loudly: "So happy!"
Huo Ran stood up, threw down two thousand taels of silver, bought all the wine in the tavern, and then poured them all on the ground, laughing.
He knelt down in front of the fragrant wine traces on the floor, kowtowed a few times, and walked away with his green clothes fluttering.
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Military Department.
Wuying Xiaoyuan.
"Mr. Wu, I have done something unfavorable in my humble position, so I came here to receive my punishment."
"oh?"
"When I arrived, all the eight hundred and nine members of His Royal Highness Prince Yong's family had died, and no one survived."
"Um?"
"It is written on the stone next to it that the prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the people. Blood for blood, tooth for tooth. The grudge is settled, and the blood debt must be paid with blood. These twenty-four words in blood indicate that someone has taken action in advance."
"Um."
"Sir, what should we do?"
"seal up!"
"My subordinate understands."
"Go ahead."
"My subordinates resign."
The man in black walked out backwards.
Wu Ying walked slowly, walked to the window, looked at the moonlight in the sky, suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, and murmured: "Dead."
A cloud drifted over and blocked the moonlight.
The sky was all hazy.
"I deliberately gave the order an hour late; as expected, someone took action in advance!"
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