Pei Zishuai's flag stands proudly, and a thousand fine knights line up silently.

They looked indifferently at the people in front of them, and the horses snorted restlessly.

These veterans who have survived the test on the battlefield in the Western Region can bring huge pressure to the enemy even if they are not moving, let alone a group of ordinary people who are hungry and weak? Even if there are tens of thousands of people surrounding the imperial envoy's camp

, but as long as Pei Yue gives the order, Beiwei Camp will kill these people without breaking a sweat.

Like ripples on the silent water, passing through the entire long street from north to south, more and more people began to feel fear in their hearts.

They had never seen such a terrifying soldier before, but most of them had heard of Pei Yue's deeds.

He commanded the border troops as a concubine and captured more than 100,000 heads of the Western Wu Dynasty. It is difficult for such a legend not to be spread in the world. This incident alone is enough for Pei Yue to become the god of murder in the hearts of many people.

The ripples quickly gathered into water splashes, and the people on the periphery consciously retreated to both sides to get out of the way.

Pei Yue rode ahead, followed by Shuai Qi.

His gaze remained on the people on both sides, and for some reason he suddenly remembered the scene when he visited Green Willow Village at the beginning of that year.

Under the lush willow tree, dozens of villagers saluted him cautiously and humbly, even though he was only a boy and a half at that time. There were many similarities between those villagers and the people in front of him. They were like people in this world.

Insignificant dust particles are struggling in the mud just to survive.

Pei Yue never thought of being a savior, but as he walked from north to south, he saw only difficulty in the world.

A manic and depressive mood boiled in his heart.

If it were normal times, the people in Chengjing might still want to take a look at the grace of the Marquis of Zhongshan, but now they only dared to lower their heads and listen to the steady rhythm of horse hoofbeats ringing in their ears.

The so-called shadow of a famous tree, Pei Yue's skill and reputation need no elaboration, and his subordinates are naturally murderous and ferocious. This is a fact that Cheng Jingwei led by Chen Xinjia cannot match at all. He was just about to continue serving as an imperial envoy

The people who gathered outside the camp to ask for an explanation were as obedient as lambs.

Pei Yue did not take the opportunity to preach some great principles. He went straight to the gate of the camp, sat on his horse and bowed his hands to Mr. Han.

The first-class Marquis is a super-rank title, and the Dongfu's participation in politics is only a second-rank title. Pei Yue's behavior is not considered rude.

Pei Yue met Song Ximeng, the governor of Qinzhou, and still did not dismount.

Then he turned his horse's head, looked at the crowd of heads in the darkness around him, and said loudly: "Although I have a little reputation in Kyoto, no one in Chengjing, thousands of miles away, cares about it, so I guess you have caused such a big scandal today.

Zhenzhan probably didn’t come here specifically to welcome me, right?”

This joke was not funny. Although Pei Yue's voice was full of energy, the people on both sides of the long street could hear it, but they just looked at it in fear, and there was no response.

Pei Yue didn't take it seriously and changed the topic: "Since you are not welcoming me, thousands of you are marching around the imperial envoy, are you trying to rebel?"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

When some people wanted to leave, they found that there were soldiers under Pei Yue everywhere. Beiwei camp can be said to be the best of the best. The top soldiers carefully selected from the old soldiers of Zangfeng Wei did not need Pei Yue most of the time.

The more they know how to respond, the more they understand how to deal with different situations.

Facing these unarmed people, the Beiwei camp would certainly not form a battle formation. The Yuanyang Formation consisted of eleven people, and they dispersed as Pei Yue moved forward, completely controlling the situation. In contrast, Chen Xinjia

The Cheng Jingwei brought here was like a plate of scattered sand, with most people gathered together.

In front of the gate, Mr. Han looked at this scene and nodded slightly.

Song Ximeng said softly: "As expected of the Marquis of Zhongshan, the strength of his subordinates is very rare."

Han Gongduan responded: "Your Majesty will not value a minister for no reason."

The two of them had a lot of emotions in their hearts. Chen Xinjia, who was standing next to him, felt extremely embarrassed and a little scared at the same time. Before Pei Yue appeared, he had also thought about the methods of the Zhongshan Marquis. In fact, he was not particularly afraid.

He always felt that this man's reputation was hard to live up to, but looking at him face to face, he couldn't help but regret that maybe he shouldn't have dug a hole for Mr. Han just for the money.

Seeing no one answer over there, Pei Yue frowned slightly and said, "I'll ask you again, are you going to rebel?"

This group of people finally reacted. Among the people who first appeared outside the imperial envoy's camp, some shrewd people shouted in a trembling voice: "Mr. Pei, how dare ordinary people have such rebellious thoughts? I just came here today to think about it."

Please ask the imperial envoy to open a warehouse to store grain. No rice shop has been opened in the city for more than ten days, and many people are starving to death."

Pei Yue asked curiously: "If you don't buy food for more than ten days, you will starve to death? Don't you have any food in your home?"

Seeing that his attitude was quite mild, some people gradually gained some courage and replied loudly: "Master Marquis, it hasn't rained here since the end of March. The crops in the fields have withered and the farmers themselves have no food."

Eat, where can we still sell grain into the city? The price of rice has been soaring since the end of April, and many people can only sell their goods in exchange for grain. Now even the rice shops are closed..."

Pei Yue sighed softly and asked again: "So, you are walking around the imperial envoy today just to ask for some food?"

The people closest to him nodded desperately, and some of them had tears in their eyes.

Who would be willing to do such a risky thing if they didn't have enough to eat? Who doesn't know that confronting an imperial envoy is a serious crime, including confiscating your home and beheading you?

Pei Yue didn't ask any more questions. He got off his horse, followed closely by Deng Zai and several soldiers. He held the steel knife that Pei Yue often used in his hands.

Although Pei Yue walked towards Han Gongduan and Song Ximeng, Chen Xinjia felt a sense of crisis for no reason.

I saw Pei Yue calmly ascending the stone steps, coming to stand in front of the two important ministers, and asked with a cold look: "May I ask, Sir, these people are just poor people who don't have enough to eat, why did you order them to be shot?"

?”

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the hundreds of corpses not far away, and said angrily: "Is this the way the imperial court treats the people of Daliang?"

After all, he was a general who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield. Song Ximeng was forced to take a step back by this domineering and fierce aura.

Han Gongduan said in a deep voice: "Marquis Zhongshan, I have never ordered people to be shot."

Pei Yue was startled and asked doubtfully: "This place is headed by Lord Participant. Who else can give orders besides you? Could it be Uncle Song Fang?"

He turned to look at Song Ximeng, who shook his head and said: "I would like to teach Marquis Pei to know that although I am the governor, I have no right to mobilize the Xiang army in this state."

At this time, a trembling voice sounded: "Reporting to Marquis Pei, the last general is Chen Xinjia, the commander of the Chengjing Guards. At that time, these people were besieging the imperial army protecting Mr. Han. The general was afraid of making a big mistake and did not dare to rush in.

If you delay, you can only order the arrows to be fired. The general did not intend to kill the people, but..."

Chen Xinjia said with great respect. He never thought that Pei Yue would cling to this matter.

Aren't they just dozens of civilians? Besides, he didn't kill people for no reason. If they hadn't attacked the imperial envoy's palace, how could such a result have happened?

However, his voice became lower and lower, and gradually became silent, because Pei Yue looked at him indifferently, raised his hand and took the steel knife from Deng Zai's hand.

Pei Yue said in a deep voice: "You can sit in the position of commander. No matter how incompetent you are, you will not be so stupid. Open your eyes and see what these people look like. They are all so hungry that their chests are touching their backs.

You don't even have the strength to wave your hand, how dare you say that they can deal with the imperial army and the soldiers you brought?"

He walked forward.

Chen Xinjia was horrified and said sharply: "Marquis Pei, the general has a clear conscience!"

At this time, Han Gongduan suddenly said leisurely: "Commander Chen, if you have a clear conscience, how can you explain the five boxes of treasures sent to your house the night before?"

Chen Xinjia was stunned. He saw Pei Yue coming to him, and the long knife was dragging on the ground, making a heart-stopping sound. He struggled hard and shouted: "Pei Hou, you are just the deputy commander of the Beijing camp. You cannot control it according to the imperial military regulations."

Get to me!"

Pei Yue turned his neck and said: "Before I left the capital, Your Majesty gave me the power to supervise the generals of the Southern Army. Didn't you receive this imperial edict?"

Chen Xinjia still wanted to argue, but Pei Yue stepped forward vigorously, his sword rolled up like a sword.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Chen Xinjia covered his neck with a look of disbelief in his eyes. He couldn't understand why this person dared to kill him. Didn't he want to know the source of the chaos in Qinzhou?

The soldiers of Chengjing Guard immediately burst into an uproar. No one expected that their general would be killed suddenly. However, before they could react, they found that the soldiers from Beiwei Camp had appeared in front of them, with indifferent faces.

Reminding them that if they dare to cause violence and cause trouble, there will only be one end.

Just like Chen Xinjia who fell to the ground dying.

On the long street, although the common people could not hear the conversations of the big shots, they could see the detailed process of the change.

The hundreds of people who were shot and killed by Cheng Jingwei did not come alone. Many of the people who came today were members of a family. Their families did not dare to collect the bodies of their relatives, nor did they dare to shout to the soldiers. They could only hide their grief in their hearts.

heart.

When the general who ordered the arrows to be fired was hacked to death by Pei Yue, a burst of shrill cries suddenly erupted from the crowd as a great revenge was avenged.
Chapter completed!