Emperor Chongzhen was too extreme.

Chapter 82 Six Hundred Good Men Head to Yan'an

Zhu Cunshu, who was holding a sword, was stunned when he heard this.

Colluding with foreign races?!
What kind of foreigners came from Xi'an Prefecture?!
I am the Prince of Qin of the Ming Dynasty, a first-class member of the imperial family! You accuse me of colluding with foreign tribes?!

How is this any different from saying that Emperor Jiajing's son also colluded with Japanese pirates?!

Treason? What treason did I plot?!

Aside from failing to meet with the Emperor in time, what other substantial actions did I take?!

But at this moment, Zhu Cunxu had no time to think about anything else; the phrase "execute the entire Qin King's clan" had shocked him too much.

He originally thought that the emperor used commoners to break into the Prince's mansion in order to punish him and then seize the land of the Prince of Qin.

Ultimately, they will spare his life.

After all, the impact of the emperor personally executing a prince was too great.

But to his surprise, the emperor actually wanted him dead!
How could there be such a ruthless and disregard-for-reputation emperor in the world?!

The obese Zhu Cunshu immediately took two steps back and shouted in a fierce but cowardly tone, "I am related to the emperor by blood!"

"This must be a forged imperial edict!"

"Fuck your mother!" Xiao Hongzi raised his horsewhip and lashed it across Zhu Cunshu's face.

The sturdy, powerful whip cracked in the air, immediately leaving a bloody mark on Zhu Cunshu's face.

"Take it!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of Shenwei Battalion guards charged forward on horseback.

In an instant, the last line of defense of the Prince's Palace was completely breached.

Xiao Hongzi jumped off his horse and faced the King of Qin, who was lying on the ground, covering his face in horror.

Without saying a word, he raised the whip again and lashed out fiercely, all the while cursing.

"You son of a bitch! What do you think you are?!"

"His Majesty summoned you for an audience, yet you dared to feign illness and refuse to come?!"

He lashed out dozens of times, leaving Prince Qin Zhu Cunshu's plump, fair body torn and bleeding.

At first, it could still cry out for mercy, but soon it became critically ill.

The people kneeling outside the door stared blankly at this scene, speechless with astonishment.

Emotions are such a thing.

It comes quickly and goes quickly.

When everyone stormed the Qin Prince's mansion, they really didn't think much about it and weren't afraid at all.

At that moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds: kill the King of Qin and avenge the emperor!
But as soon as His Majesty's personal guards appeared with their dragon banners and everyone knelt down, many people couldn't help but feel as if they had just woken up from a dream.

For many years, the Qin Prince's Mansion has been infamous, but the reason why people have tolerated it until now is because the Qin Prince's Mansion is backed by the Qin Prince.

The King of Qin was a member of the royal family.

Although everyone understands the principle that the law does not punish the masses, they are still somewhat afraid after venting their emotions and calming down.

After all, the emperor did not issue a clear edict.
But the moment such a thought arose in everyone's minds, it was dispelled by the phrase "pardon all people from guilt."

Before they could even express their gratitude to the Emperor, they were utterly shocked by the Emperor's personal guards whipping the Prince of Qin.

now.

In the hearts of all people.

Regardless of the reasons why these guards were whipping the Prince of Qin, there is only one explanation: the Emperor is taking all the blame himself so that we won't be affected.

The emotions that had subsided slightly have now surged up once again.

There was such an emperor.

How could these common people, who were used to being bullied and were not even considered human in ordinary times, possibly resist risking their lives for His Majesty?!
The excitement in the hearts of the people was also pushed to a climax by Xiao Hongzi.

After venting his anger over the past few days with his horsewhip, Xiao Hongzi beheaded the King of Qin and went outside.

Facing the kneeling crowd.

Xiao Hongzi raised the Qin King's head high and shouted loudly, "His Majesty's decree: Execute the entire Qin King's clan, and pardon all the people!"

In an instant, countless people erupted in a continuous roar of "Long live the Emperor!"

The shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" once again resounded throughout the city.

This time, however, the commotion is much bigger than ever before.

It was at this moment that a thought spontaneously arose in everyone's mind.

The King of Qin is now dead.

But this bastard has genuinely colluded with other races!

Moreover, these beasts even dared to set fire to His Majesty's palace.

Even in Xi'an Prefecture, the capital of a province and the most prosperous and stable place, such a thing can happen.
If His Majesty were to actually go to Yan'an Prefecture, which is close to the border, frequently raided by foreign tribes, and suffers the most severe disasters, what kind of dangers would he face?!
They distributed land, killed the gentry and officials who had humiliated them, and executed the King of Qin who had tolerated the wicked servants.
Every ordinary person knows who brought them these good days.

Yes, Your Majesty!
But if something were to happen to His Majesty in Yan'an Prefecture, all the good things would vanish in an instant.

This idea spread silently and rapidly in everyone's minds.

Could these common people simply stand by and watch His Majesty go to Yan'an Prefecture like this?!
Absolutely not!

Many young men in the crowd, no more than twenty years old, looked at each other in tacit agreement at that moment and then nodded slightly.

There were no unnecessary shouts or movements, only unwavering determination in his eyes.

therefore.

After the entire Qin King's mansion was slaughtered.

Countless people flocked to the government office, clamoring to join the imperial procession and accompany His Majesty to Yan'an Prefecture to protect His Majesty's safety.

What was the government's reaction to this?

Having already received His Majesty's instructions, Sun Chuanting immediately stepped forward and explained to the people that their desire to join the imperial procession was understandable.

However, for various reasons, the imperial procession could only select a portion of its elites to travel to Yan'an Prefecture.

He immediately took out a heavy bow and a stone lock.

You must be able to draw the heavy bow a certain number of times, walk a sufficient distance while carrying the stone lock, and you must be from a respectable family. Well, the last point doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Those who can stand here must all be from respectable families.

In short, only those who meet these conditions are qualified to join the imperial entourage and become the emperor's personal guard.

The whole process seemed to have been planned in advance.

But for the common people nowadays, there is only one opinion in their minds—as expected of someone close to His Majesty, their efficiency is truly remarkable!

Ever since.

Countless brave and loyal young men also enthusiastically signed up.

Sun Chuanting personally assessed each of these individuals.

Sun Chuanting had personally visited Yan'an Prefecture. Although he had not studied it in depth, he had some understanding of how dangerous it was.

Therefore, this matter cannot be taken lightly and must be handled strictly.

after all.

More people are not necessarily better.

Like a hundred elite cavalrymen, they could instantly rout a group of nearly ten thousand refugees.

Therefore, under such strict selection, only 600 people were ultimately chosen from the vast city of Xi'an.

Looking at the six hundred people, Sun Chuanting nodded slightly.

If we go to Yan'an Prefecture, we will never find such excellent soldiers again.

When countless people gathered in front of the government office.

Zhang Xianzhong was wandering aimlessly through the dark, deserted streets of the city, looking somewhat dazed.

(End of this chapter)