Spring and Autumn I Am King

The tall and burly Mucha carried the big sack to the grave and threw it heavily on the ground. The people inside let out a dull, painful whimper, as if their mouths were blocked.

Wu Changjing was instructed to step forward and untangle the sack, revealing the people inside.

Cheng Weng leaned on his dove cane and looked closer. He was inexplicably horrified. His nephew, Uncle Cheng, also subconsciously bit his cuff to prevent him from screaming.

The people inside were not the maids and children who escaped yesterday, but a young nobleman! The leather crown on his head was slanted aside, his savage face was a sickly green, with a piece of torn cloth stuffed in his mouth, which was tied with hemp ropes, but he still stared round his eyes and glared at him without a shirt.

Not his young son Chengji who has not returned yet, who else could it be! ?

"Gentleman... gentleman, what do you mean?" The evil tiger still had the feeling of licking his son, and Cheng Weng was very distressed when he saw his son like this.

Zhao Wuxi asked Wu Changjing to remove the torn cloth that was blocking Chengji's mouth, but seeing that Chengji was still unconvinced, he scolded Wuxi with round eyes, "Shuzi! Let it go! Nai Gong!"

He spat again, but unfortunately he was still a few feet away from Wu-shirt.

Zhao Wuxi spread out his hands towards Cheng Weng: "You see, your son is really amazing, and he dares to scold Zhao's master in public."

He walked around Cheng Ji, causing him to turn his head and twist his neck, and then stomped over to Cheng Weng and asked, "Cheng Weng, I have always had a problem that I can't figure out, and Zhou Lizhong said that it would hurt to sacrifice a human being. Tianhe, you are a doctor and someone who knows poetry and books, why do you have to kill the living to bury the dead?"

"This..." Cheng Weng was concerned and confused. He was stunned by the sudden change in front of him. He didn't know the real purpose of Zhao Wuxi, so he couldn't speak for a while.

Chengji's mouth was not idle. He was pressed by Mu Xia and Jing, and he continued to struggle and scolded: "My uncle died of illness. Go to Jiuyouxia to take care of his daily life, this is our family matter, and it has nothing to do with your son Zhao!"

"Your uncle loved that concubine and child the most during his lifetime?"

"Of course!"

Wu Xie smiled: "No, I heard Cheng Wu say that at home, you are the closest to the dead uncle. I am afraid that he will be more inseparable from you after his death. Compared with the concubine and the little slave, you Wouldn't it be more suitable to serve him? Since your uncles and nephews are so affectionate, how could he be without your company when he is under Jiuquan? Well, I will fulfill your filial piety."

Cheng Ji is short of words, but after thinking about it, he actually thinks it's quite right, and he can't say half a sentence of refutation.

Zhao Wuxi's expression changed, and he shouted sharply: "The dead are great, and they will be buried in three days. Why hasn't this burial pit been filled! Quickly use Chengji as a sacrificial sacrifice and give me a pit!"

Everyone was shocked, Cheng Weng knelt majestically on the thorny hill again, and the clansmen behind him also begged for mercy.

Wu Xie ignored them, only watching Mucha push Cheng Ji into the deep pit, while Zhao Bing picked up the ready-made copper spades and kept shoveling soil into the pit.

Even Zhao Wuxi admired Zhao Wuxi's nerves for a long time. He kept dodging the falling rocks at the bottom of the pit, and he scolded "Nai Gong", "Ermu's maid" and "cheap son" and other foul language in his mouth. The corpsmen in the shirt were dissatisfied, and asked if they wanted to cut this fellow's tongue first.

However, compared to the scolding of the developed countries in later generations, it was just a drizzle. Zhao Wuxi was indifferent, and he didn't want to care about a dying person. He just silently watched Cheng Ji gradually being covered with mud, first his legs, then his waist, and finally his chest and outstretched hands. By now, Cheng Ji had no strength to scream and scold, and could only breathe desperately. .

In the end, all he had left was a head with a bun sticking out of the ground, his nose and mouth covered with mud, and his leather crown had long since fallen.

Now Zhao Wuxi just needs to walk over and shovel a pinch of soil, and he can completely cover up this person!

The people of the Cheng clan all knew what was going to happen, and they were already crying. When more than 200 young Zhuang people did not return, the dozens of Zhao soldiers brought in by Zhao Wuxi turned out to be an overwhelming force here.

Zhao Wuxi looked up at the pale moon that was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and recited a poem taught to him by a high-ranking musician: "Hand in the yellow bird, stop at the mulberry. Who follows Mu Gong? Ziche Zhongxing. With this Zhongxing, The defense of a hundred husbands. When you approach its acupoints, you will be apprehensive!"

More than 100 years ago, Duke Mu of Qin, who was known to dominate Xirong, was buried with three good doctors from the Ziche clan. , and condemned Duke Mu's crippling behavior.

Current affairs critic Confucius commented on this matter: Qin Mugong did not set an example for future generations, but instead killed outstanding people as sacrifices. His life has this stain, and all his achievements are useless, so he can only be counted as one. The inferior monarch. Therefore, the gentlemen knew that the Qin State would no longer be able to conquer the east!

This is indeed the same. After Qin Guo was married to the Chu Kingdom after Mu Gong, from time to time, he was fat with a group of younger brothers with a group of younger brothers, and basically no longer participated in the vassal league. Qin became an otaku in Guanzhong like this, and a house lasted for two hundred years. It was not until the middle of the Warring States Period that he suddenly realized that he had been regarded as a backward Rongdi by the Zhuxia countries.

Zhao Wuxi pointed at Chengji, who had only one head left, and said to the crowd: "When the burials were walking through their caves, they were trembling and frightened. Chengweng, you can feel their pain and fear at this moment. Now? Do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself!"

In addition to Cheng He, Cheng Weng dotes on this uninterested young son Cheng Ji the most. Seeing that he will be buried alive, he can't help but be heartbroken. He immediately reveals his true feelings, nodding his head with tears and tears and saying: "I understand, I understand. , I beg the gentleman to let go of my Aji!"

"Why should I let him go? For what reason! The village three elders~www.wuxiahere.com~ Come and tell Cheng Weng what crime Cheng Ji committed today!"

Cheng Wu waited for his chance to appear on the stage with great difficulty, he stood in front of Cheng Weng with a thorn, and recited the crimes that he had recited several times:

"One is to gather 200 members of the clan to attack Sangli wantonly. Even the lord only has the authority to call one soldier. He has been dismissed from the position of the township Sima for a long time. Where does the power come from to do this?"

"Secondly, under the watchful eyes of the public, he drew his sword against the lord, intending to assassinate the lord, and committed the crime of disrespectful treason against the gentleman of the Zhao family!"

"The two sins are combined into one, according to Zhao's family law, they should be punished! The Lord should have pulled him to the lower palace to be executed on the market, but now let him go to bury his relatives and friends, and die at home, he has done his best! Become the patriarch. , you will be content!"

In the face of Cheng Wu's sneer, Cheng Weng turned a blind eye, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind, but he finally gritted his teeth, wiped his nose and tears, and said without a shirt: "I implore the gentleman to forgive Aji, my Cheng family will be from now on, from now on. May only gentlemen lead the way!"

Zhao Wuxi closed his eyes, this statement is still not enough, he said lightly: "If Cheng Weng wants me to save his life, it is not impossible, but Cheng must fulfill all my requirements, you can do it. What?

Cheng Weng hurriedly agreed, thinking that it was important to save his son's life first.

But then, when Zhao Wuxi said a request, his heart sank.

This is to draw salary from Cheng's bottom!

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