And at this moment, there was no sound.

Even the person who turned around and wanted to escape was now so scared that he couldn't take any steps.

Li Wenxiu put away the gun and pressed the handle of the knife around her waist.

Then, he stretched out his finger and said immediately, "I will only say two things, and I will go and tell you."

No one responded, and everyone was still in shock.

Li Wenxiu immediately said firmly: "First, the Kong clan members are all family members, and the land owned by the Kong clan belongs to the Kong clan. So from now on, all the lands of the Yansheng Gong Mansion and the Kong clan members can participate in the equal division. Any male clan of the Kong clan can get 50 acres of land. One is counted as one, and a few male clans in the family will be divided into the territory."

"As for some other surnames, who are attached to the Kong family as slaves. These people have served the Kong family for so many years, but have worked hard without any contribution. All the males can get thirty acres of land. All the slaves in the Confucius Mansion were disbanded, and each person was given ten taels of silver for travel. In addition... everyone discussed and recommended a few respected people and asked them to be responsible for sacrificing the ancestral temple. The incense of the saints is absolutely unsuccessful."

After pausing, he continued: "This second one is to welcome the exposure of the crimes of Kong Yanzhi and his son. If anyone has suffered grievances or has been bullied, everyone will come. Don't worry, someone here will make the decision for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was upset.

In fact, there are many miserable children of the Kong family. After all, countless side-lines have emerged over the past few hundred years.

All official positions and titles of saints, as well as all land and property, are inherited by the direct descendants.

Most of these lines have become tenant slaves.

As for the relationship between the same clan, to put it bluntly, it was a family hundreds of years ago. His direct descendants did not regard you as human beings. There are countless people who are bullied on weekdays, and it is really a bitter and bitter tears.

So, after hearing this, everyone cheered.

That day...

No one in Qufu was wearing mourning clothes, but there were firecrackers.

In fact, if Kong Xingxie was not executed on the spot.

Perhaps there are many people who don’t have the courage to do so.

Now that I saw the direct descendants being killed immediately, the last little concern was gone.

Countless people flocked to the Kong Mansion, some came to complain, and they burst into tears. Some came to divide the land, and some sentencing slaves received travel expenses, but refused to go home and stayed here. It was not that they couldn't bear to leave the Kong Mansion, but they were willing to take a look at the fun.

The gongs and drums are loud and loud in Qufu, and it is extremely lively.

The recommended clan elders were trembling at this time. They were originally old men from the other sect. When they saw Kong Yanzhi on weekdays, they were really humble. Now when they met someone more cruel than Kong Yanzhi, they were walking on thin ice.

Li Wenxiu didn't care about the internal affairs of their Kong family and asked them to settle the issue of land division. Now he just needs to focus on his head and search for the Kong family.

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The fast horse sent the news to the capital.

The capital suddenly became an uproar.

No one expected that the Yansheng Gong’s Mansion would actually kill the whole family.

And at this time, when the news began to spread.

Zhang Jingyi asked someone to mention Kong Yanzhi.

Kong Yanzhi was already dying. When he saw Zhang Jingyi, he burst into tears and kept kowtowing: "Give up your life, spare your life."

Zhang Jing said, "Did you kneel like this when you meet anyone who is better than you, begging for mercy?"

Kong Yanzhi cried and said, "I just hope that Your Highness can be kind."

Zhang Jingyi was silent for a moment and said, "If a saint is alive, he will definitely be shamed if he knows that there are descendants like you. The saint advocates benevolence and righteousness, but what do you look like? You are the right person, and you only know that kowtow is like pounding garlic. But if you meet those who are weaker and humbler than you, you will look arrogant and wish you could write your arrogance on your face, even to your relatives."

"A person like you... lives in the world... will only shame the most saints and teachers. Although I, Zhang Jingyi, is not a Confucian scholar, also admires the saints. I can't bear to think that the saints have such unworthy descendants and become the laughing stock of the world."

Kong Yanzhi looked at Zhang Jing with fear and said, "Your Highness...you...how are you?"

"I hope you are tougher."

Kong Yanzhi cried again: "I dare not, I dare not."

Zhang Jingyi looked at him coldly and said, "But... there is a man named Kong Jianxing. You are very tough with him. Just because he said the wrong thing, he not only slapped him in the face, but also asked him to wear a shackle and kneel in front of the Kong Mansion and expose it to the sun for three days. In the end, this man died of dehydration."

When Kong Yanzhi heard this, he hurriedly said, "Kong Jianxing...I...I don't know him."

After hearing this, Zhang Jing felt even more sad, so he said, "The person you killed with your own hands did not even know the name of this person, which made people feel cold. I came here not to ask about your guilt, I have collected enough of your sins. I don't need you to confess anything. I came here to inform you that your four sons, five or six brothers, have been executed. In addition, there are more than 30 people in your family... now... are gone."

After hearing this, Kong Yanzhi's body trembled, his whole body trembled, his heart was filled with sorrow. He gritted his teeth, shed tears, and said in great grief: "What are they guilty of? Why... Why... Why do they kill them? Zhang..."

His mouth was trembling desperately. At this time, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Jingyi. His eyes were full of hatred: "Zhang Jingyi, you... you... you will be retribution."

Zhang Jing said expressionlessly, "My retribution is the future, and now it is your retribution. Do you think they are innocent? But you have thought how many innocent people you killed indiscriminately and died innocently because of you? This is how people are. As long as they don't kill themselves, they don't know the word innocent, so they are unscrupulous and bully others. When they get power, they are proud. But when the retribution falls on themselves, they remember the word innocent? You know what you did in Qufu! I am here to notify you of your family, and to send you on the road. At least, your family... will not be lonely with you."

Zhang Jing joined hands and then walked towards the door of the interrogation room.

Kong Yanzhi then wailed, then yelled and cursed: "Zhang Jingyi, Zhang Jingyi... You are not a human being. You kill me today, I see how you end up. Do you think...Who do you think you are? The emperor dares not do this yet, why dare...haha...haha..."

And behind him.

Wu Changchun had taken out a sharp dagger.

The dagger is revealed.

I don't know how much blood was stained on the dagger, but at this time, he slowly walked behind Kong Yanzhi.

Kong Yanzhi was still kneeling, and his leg bones had long been tortured, so... Wu Changchun slowly placed the dagger on his neck from behind him.

Kong Yanzhi suddenly felt a chill behind him, like a ray of light on his back.

Suddenly, Kong Yanzhi shivered, and his whole body was surrounded by an indescribable fear.

He then became extremely frightened and did not dare to scold him anymore. Instead, his expression was frozen and his lips stammered, "Give me aside... vain me... I don't want to die... I don't want to die."

How could people who were born rich and noble, and who had countless wealthy people, how could they be willing to die?

Even to this point.

The dagger had pressed against his neck. Kong Yanzhi knew he would die, but he still couldn't help but want to find a glimmer of life. He continued, "Brother Wu, Master Wu, please spare me, spare me."

Wu Changchun leaned forward slightly behind him, his mouth pressed against the back of his neck, and said softly in his ear: "This time... it doesn't hurt that much. I can give you a happy time. This is also what Your Highness meant. After all, I have made a lot of troubles in these days. When I send you on the road, I will give you a happy time. So... don't shout, be obedient, otherwise, I would be displeased."

Wu Changchun said while laughing and giggling, as if two old friends were talking about something interesting.

Kong Yanzhi felt his hair stand up, and he shed tears and said, "Master Wu... I am not a thing, I am not a human, I am completely conscientious, please go and talk to Your Highness."

"Your Highness wants you to die..." Wu Changchun smiled and said, "You are not rushing to die... Oh... I would like to advise you, if it were me, if your Highness would give me some pleasure at this time, I am afraid that it would be too late to be happy. You... are really ignorant. This time, your Highness has made a special kindness, otherwise... hehe... hehe..."

Then, Wu Changchun showed a pity.

In fact, he hopes to study more more in Kong Yanzhi.

But at this moment...

His hands trembled.

The dagger stroked Kong Yanzhi's throat.

A bloodline suddenly appeared on Kong Yanzhi's neck.

Then...a blood arrow suddenly spurted out from the thin line, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Kong Yanzhi pinched his neck tightly with both hands, spitting blood foam in his mouth, and then... he fell to the ground... soon afterwards he died of anger.

Wu Changchun wiped his dagger clean, carefully packed it back into one of his treasure chests, and then carried the box out of the interrogation room. When he reached the threshold, he couldn't help but look back at Kong Yanzhi reluctantly.

He left the interrogation room.

Zhang Jingyi looked at the sky happily under the corridor with his hands behind his back.

Wu Changchun then stepped forward and whispered: "Your Highness, it has been dealt with."

"Yes." Zhang Jing smiled: "The weather is good today."

Wu Changchun looked at Zhang Jingyi in fear, although... Wu Changchun was like a monster in this prison. He was alone and never had too much negotiation with anyone. He only fiddled with his treasure chest every day, and people were very afraid of him.

But in Wu Changchun's heart, this Zhang Jingyi is the truly terrifying existence.

So Wu Changchun hurriedly said, "Yes, it's good."

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Chapter completed!