Cui Wenwei and others stared at Zhao Changhe in a daze and swallowed subconsciously.
Zhao Changhe was clearly at the end of his strength, but his momentum was too strong, so no one could tell, and no one dared to step forward to give him a try. Cui Wenwei was also on the Human Ranking, with countless clansmen, but he didn't even dare to move a finger in his own home court.
The bloody fear that had scattered all the gods and Buddhas was still spreading in the air. It had no effect on Huang Huang, but its influence on others was like the lingering sound in the air. With the psychological bonus of defeating the devil, Zhao Changhe was invincible in their eyes at this moment.
If there were factors other than family interests that influenced other people's choices between Zhao Changhe and the gods and demons, that factor was the difference in the sense of oppression brought about by strength.
When an overly powerful demon who can potentially destroy your sect alone makes a promise to you, you will instinctively choose to believe it, "He has no reason to lie to me"; subconsciously you are also looking for an excuse for your fear, "I am cooperating because of benefits"; and you admire the strong, "Only by following him can you succeed."
That's human nature.
The people on Zhao Changhe's side never gave others a similar sense of oppression. Suzaku and Xuanwu were only at the same level as Cui Wenjing; Zhao Changhe's record looked impressive, but in reality he might not be able to withstand the besiege of Cui's elite - in addition to Cui Wenwei and other core members, Cui's family also had Lu Ya, a guest official on the Earth Ranking.
There was no advantage in terms of military strength, as everyone was about the same. The Cui family really did not think that Xinhan was a force stronger than themselves, and that they were not qualified to join them.
Zhao Changhe had been deliberately creating this kind of psychological oppression since he entered the scene, constructing the illusion that he was on par with the gods and demons, or even superior to them. At the moment of defeating Huang Huang, the power of the gods and demons was truly imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the Cui family.
Cui Wenwei had no doubt that if his elder brother did not take action, he would really destroy the Cui family. If the Qinghe Sword was still there, at least they would not be so defenseless...
By the way, where is my eldest brother
"You are my son-in-law. According to the rules of clan extermination, you should also be killed." Cui Wenjing's voice came from a distance and approached leisurely.
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Everyone in the Cui family bowed their heads and said nothing. Whether it was the execution of three or nine clans, it had nothing to do with the son-in-law... The head of the family bullied this unruly prince and didn't understand, so don't expose him. Then again, the King of Zhao was calm, so he might not be ignorant, but was just using it as a way out
The irony is that originally, people thought that Yangyang, as a high-quality resource, should choose another more suitable marriage partner, but in the end, everyone had to rely on Yangyang's relationship to protect the nine clans!
Cui Wenjing came to the front of the crowd, looked around fiercely, and said calmly: "You have become so successful? It's fine to assassinate the envoy on your own initiative, but who was the one who suggested that Huang Yan attack my son-in-law?"
It was obvious to everyone that Cui Wenjing had intended for Zhao Changhe to fight this battle, not only to establish Zhao Changhe's authority, but also because Cui Wenjing wanted to gauge Zhao Changhe's current strength. In other words, if the father-in-law and son-in-law had known that Huang Yan was here, they could have stayed away. Was this considered a sting operation
It’s a bit complicated and hard to calculate... Anyway, someone must take responsibility for the current situation.
Cui Wenwei said very straightforwardly: "Brother, I did it. I also had someone poison the King of Zhao. I will take the responsibility for this alone."
After saying this, he slashed his throat with his sword.
Just as the sword blade was about to scratch his throat, Cui Wenjing grabbed his wrist.
Cui Wenwei was stunned: "Brother, you..."
Cui Wenjing looked at him for a long while, then suddenly turned around and knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Changhe: "The Cui family is willing to surrender. Cui will fully cooperate with the new dynasty's reforms, but I hope to ask for a personal favor and forgive their death penalty."
Zhao Changhe had never thought that Old Cui would kneel down before him, but he was shocked and subconsciously wanted to help him. Cui Wenjing shook his head slightly and winked.
Zhao Changhe paused in his action to help him up, and said slowly: "For the sake of my father-in-law... the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life cannot be escaped. I will not ask how to punish you, I believe the Cui family knows."
After saying that, he turned and left: "Huang Huang is a kind of innate demon god, with a high level, but he is a god of disaster. He definitely has bad intentions in cooperating with you. And the so-called sword forging is absolutely specious, and there will be big pits in the future. You would rather believe in a disaster star than leave the old protection and work hard for a future... Is this the glory and wisdom of the family? How ridiculous."
As the voice came out, the person had already gone far away. He was too lazy to talk to the Cui family anymore, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his murderous intent.
If it weren't for Cui Wenjing and Yangyang, Zhao Changhe would have really wanted to kill them. Sometimes I can really understand Li Shentong's idea of shooting all these bastards. Only by destroying them can we reshape them. If we keep compromising with the aristocratic families, we will be like Xia Longyuan in the early days, and it will be harder to change as time goes by.
Of course, if we really throw them all into the Yellow River, leaving them with a reputation for brutality, it wouldn't be a good idea. The current situation might be the most appropriate... Cui Wenjing's kneeling to save face meant a lot. It represented not cooperation but being defeated. A defeated and surrendered person can only be dealt with at will, and many deep-rooted things can be smashed to pieces.
This requires Old Cui to be determined to cooperate. I am not very good at this aspect. I am not very clear about the power structure of the prefectures and counties, not to mention the distribution of power and interests within their family. Just leave it to Cui Wenjing. He should know what to do.
But Cui Wenjing can be trusted, but other families cannot. This model only applies to the Cui family.
Zhao Changhe turned his head to the east and thought that it was time to wipe out the Wang family from the world... The different treatment of King Cui would signal what kind of signal other onlookers were sending.
"Brother Zhao!" A rabbit head suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhao Changhe was startled and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub it: "Hey, you are so old now and still have a rabbit head, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Brother Zhao likes it, so I don't care whether others laugh or not." Cui Yuanyang snorted.
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "I like Xiao Yangyang like this, but I didn't say I like Da Yangyang like this too."
"I see you don't like the bunny head, you like Xiao Yangyang!" Cui Yuanyang jumped up and down: "You don't like me anymore when I grow up!"
Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Where did you get this..."
Cui Yuanyang said: "You only said a few words to me when you saw me before. What you said to me was not even one percent of what you said to my father!"
Zhao Changhe was speechless: "Hey, do you know why I'm here this time... Theoretically, I'm here to destroy your family... If it weren't for you, the banquet hall would have been a river of blood just now."
Cui Yuanyang rolled his eyes: "You have no strength left, and there is blood flowing like a river."
Zhao Changhe was shocked: "How...how did you figure that out?"
Cui Yuanyang smiled slightly: "I know your temper... Second uncle poisoned you and wanted to kill you. You would definitely fight back and kill the main culprit to deter the rest of the people. You would not give Dad this face. The reason why you didn't move is because you were pretending. In fact, you don't have the energy to spare."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Cui Yuanyang sighed: "Don't worry, Dad will give you a satisfactory explanation. Second uncle will be miserable this time."
Zhao Changhe was surprised: "You clearly see everything, why do you still look so heartless and just talk about whether you like it or not..."
"First of all, even if I wasn't there, just considering the relationship between you and my father, you would never choose to wipe out the Cui family. I'm not worried about what you will do to the Cui family. I'm worried that you will suffer if you act alone." Cui Yuanyang puffed out his chest: "Do you think I'm preparing for the wedding? I'm hiding here to save you!"
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, looking at the carved bow that she had not yet taken off. He imagined the little rabbit lying in ambush on the rooftop in the distance, drawing the bow and arrow, ready to rescue her lover, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Secondly..." Cui Yuanyang bit his lower lip, a little resentful: "You don't like me at all that you understand, you just like a little rabbit, then why should I be caring? I want to be heartless."
"But Yangyang..." Zhao Changhe finally couldn't help asking, "I am indeed on the opposite side of the Cui family this time. No matter how nice it sounds, the Cui family will never be as glorious as it was in the past. As a member of the Cui family, what do you think about this?"
"No matter how I look at it, the trend is unstoppable and I cannot change it." Cui Yuanyang tilted his head: "Since they only see Cui Yuanyang as a marriage resource, why should I consider their future? It has nothing to do with me. Who has the patience to consider whether they can keep the luxurious clothes and food for generations as kings and princes? Doesn't Brother Zhao know that what Cui Yuanyang wants is to elope with the former fourth-level grassroots and wander around the world?"
She stretched out her hand, caught a snowflake, watched it slowly melt in her palm, and whispered, "Remember, the stormy and dilapidated temple, the evil slave of the Cui family in front of us?"
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Yes. In fact, the person who killed you at that time was from the family."
"To this day, it's still the same... You will let them off the hook because of me, but they won't show mercy to you because of me. Brother Zhao, this thing called aristocratic family... can really disappear... At least in my heart, apart from my father and brother, there is nothing else worth cherishing. I only hate that my cultivation is still too shallow, otherwise I will break it with my own hands."
Zhao Changhe scratched his head.
Weren't you confused when you heard the conversation between me and your father
Cui Yuanyang turned around and smiled brightly: "So, Brother Zhao only likes little rabbits."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "I like big rabbits, too."
Cui Yuanyang blinked: "It is indeed not small."
Zhao Changhe: “?”
I'm talking about you, what are you talking about
Cui Yuanyang looked around, biting his lower lip, and suddenly looked seductively: "The King of Zhao suppressed Qinghe, and the Cui family became his vassal... Isn't it time to ask them to offer their wives and daughters to serve and play with? That would be a conquest?"
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat and he secretly cried out in pain.
The evil witch of the demon sect is so weak that Zhuque and the others would never have thought that, apart from Sisi, the most popular one has always been this rabbit.
(End of this chapter)