In the Wude Hall of the Imperial Palace in Daxing City, Yang Jian, who is in his twilight years, is still the absolute king here. A few years ago, he couldn't even hear a different voice. However, now that he is old, his son Yang Guang will occasionally object. He is used to praise. Yang Jian, who is echoing the voice, occasionally hears some objections, and inexplicably feels pleasant.

It was another boring morning court, and he felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and even the dragon throne could not sit at all.

"Long live my emperor."

Looking at the mountain calling of the officials, he felt bored and could not help but recall when he was young, he knelt on the mountain like these officials. At that time, he dreamed of sitting on the dragon throne one day and enjoying the awe of the officials. Later, he was lucky enough to rule the world and realize his dream. When I remembered the first time I enjoyed the mountain calling of the officials, I felt so excited and excited. Now I feel that it is just like that, as normal as eating and drinking water.

"Long live my emperor. General Yu Wen Cheng of the East has been brought here. He is now outside the hall, waiting for His Majesty's summons."

"Oh? Have you arrived in Yuwen Chengdu? I thought not long ago that you were extremely capable, and you must be the iron wall of my Great Sui Dynasty. You can guarantee that my Great Sui Dynasty will be worry-free. Now it seems that your life is beyond this, my great wise man!" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly after hearing this, and a strange light suddenly appeared. He tried to make himself sit upright, showing his emperor's majesty. "Xuan"

"Why don't you kneel down when you see me in the court?"

His eyes stared straight at Yuwen Chengdu, whose expression was so calm that he was a little scary. Yang Jian did not show his anger but half-squinted his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Why do you have to kneel?"

Yuwen Cheng looked at him lightly and turned his eyes to the two lifelike golden dragons on both sides of the court.

"Okay, okay, it's all people, I have no reason to kneel down. Not long ago, it was the day when the states and counties paid taxes. Let me tell me why there were more than 4.9 million people in Nangao County, but only 800,000 yuan. Are the others not paying or are they gone? Why? Later, I sent someone to inquire and found out that more than 4.1 million people were slaughtered by you at the order. That's fine. Baekje and Silla have long surrendered to me in the Sui Dynasty.

Pay tribute, why did you destroy them? Where did you put me in my face? How did I explain it to the surrounding countries? How would I still have the same face as the surrounding countries? And you are greedy for money. The Westerners who came to me for trade in the Great Sui Dynasty not long ago were slaughtered by you, and more than one million taels of gold were included in your mansion. Who would dare to come to me for trade in the Great Sui Dynasty again? All these crimes should be killed. I want you to thank the world for your death. Are you dissatisfied?"

One sentence directly angered Yang Jian, took a few pieces of paper from his father-in-law beside him, read it loudly, and his voice was unmatched and his power made no one dare to question it.

“The evidence is conclusive, no dissatisfaction.”

This time, Yuwen Cheng looked at Yang Jian with one look, but instead lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.

He had already thought of facing such a situation before giving that order. It was expected that he would face such a situation. It was nothing more than death. Although Yuwen Cheng was determined to reorganize the old mountains and rivers, God refused to allow him, and he was powerless. His unfulfilled life was not perfect, and there was no need to deliberately fight for it.

"So, have you confessed? I ordered you to die at the Wumen Gate at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Do you have anything to say?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly and returned to the dragon throne. His turbid eyes stared at Yu Wen Cheng tightly and wanted to see something, but unfortunately he didn't see anything. Maybe it was because he was old and could not see that far, or maybe it was because Yu Wen Cheng lowered his head.

"Yes, I, Yuwen Chengdu, was born for 18 years and devoted to defending my country. If I say I am guilty, I am indeed guilty of the world and not guilty of the Sui country. If you want to kill me, I will not resist. I am considering this suffering people. This is not a merit or demerit left to future generations. Thousands of years later, someone will say for me: Why is he guilty of the world so much?"

Yuwen Cheng raised his head and smiled slightly at Yang Jian. His smile was weird and inexplicable. Even he himself didn't know why he laughed. It might be a fear of life or death, or a sigh of regret that he did everything he could but was not understood by the world.

"Kill!!" Yang Jian naturally understood these things. To be honest, he didn't want to kill Yuwen Chengdu, but now the public opinion is like this, coupled with the pressure from more than a dozen small countries around him, he had to give such an order.

"No, Your Majesty! Looking at the thousand-year history, although he is so talented as General Yuwen, he is not unique, but he is also rare. Such young geniuses should have expanded the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. Although this matter was indeed a bit too much, he would not be punished until he died. It would be better to avoid his death and punish him heavily, so that he could make more contributions in the future and make up for his demerits?"

Prime Minister Gao Bing is a respected old minister. Yang Jian's brilliant achievements in the Sui Empire were of countless contributions. He can also be regarded as an absolute loyal minister, but he is not a loyal minister. Without involving his own interests, he will use his talents to help Yang Jian govern the country. He believes that a talent like Yuwen Chengdu should not be killed here.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, my Gaochang nationality is only 100,000 and my soldiers are only 5,000. If your country has any conflict with the Turkic royal court in the future, will it destroy our country by the way when fighting? I am deeply worried about this, and our country will be unable to resist at that time."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I, the Ku country, have this concern. We surrender to your country to seek asylum, but the experiences of Silla and Baekje make us feel sad."

"Well, respectful Emperor, please give us a satisfactory answer, otherwise we will be uneasy inside. This is not a threat. We will not dare to threaten you even if we eat Xiongxinbaoqi. But this person can be called a devil without blinking. Millions of people can kill you if they say they kill. If they do not eliminate them, we will be uneasy inside."

At this time, more than a dozen kings wearing all kinds of weird clothes came in. They first knelt down to Yang Jian to show respect, and then spoke out loud, as the more respectful they were.

"Father, General Yuwen will not die until he is guilty of his crimes. He can make meritorious service. Please ask your father to be kind..."

Yang Guang naturally valued Yuwen Chengdu very much. He absolutely did not want such a capable and loyal general who died like this. He knelt on the ground and asked Yang Jian to be kind.

"When did I really want to kill him? I still think that he could conquer the powerful Turks for my Great Sui Dynasty, but...oh..." Yang Jian saw that the kings of the small country were extremely clear about not killing Yuwen Cheng, and sighed helplessly, questioning his ideas for the first time.

"kill!!"

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