Others ascended the throne and tried to make a good amnesty for the world to release prisoners. Mao Jue was better. He ordered the execution on the day of the ascendance ceremony. The execution was considered the powerful and powerful people of the previous dynasty, especially the delicate beauty. The subjects of Dongjiang who had just knelt down and kowtowed were all shocked and stretched out their heads.

Before the fall of the Ming Empire, there were only a few dozen ministers who were deeply loved by the country in the huge capital, not as many as Li Zicheng killed his country. However, this old enemy, the Qing Empire, was not much stronger. All the more powerful died on the battlefield. All the rest were corrupt.

When the thick rope snail was hung around the neck, a Baylor was even scared to pee. He really peed, and the yellow brocade pants suddenly became much darker.

"Don't the King of Liao want the world? I am willing to recommend myself to the pillow and mat to win over the grassland tribe for Your Highness!"

At the last moment when she was carried onto the stage, Da Yu'er struggled and shouted unwillingly. She was simply dissatisfied in order to survive! But she didn't blame her. If Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang had been experiencing her life for fifty or sixty in history, she would definitely face life and death calmly. But at this time, Da Yu'er was only over twenty years old, and she was in her youth, so she would die no matter how willing she was.

Besides, the custom of marrying a mother on the grassland has been popular for so many years. For her, chastity and other things are stupid things that Han women stick to. For grassland women, it is true that they can really betray their bodies for life. Now, it is all right to let her take off her clothes and sell gold swords.

Unfortunately, being pretty is not something that can be forgiven. Despite her repeated begging, the rope was still tightly placed on Da Yu'er Xiu's long neck. As several soldiers who were executed pushed away the footbed that was trampling on their feet, a pair of embroidered shoes suddenly stepped on the air, and the rope was tightened. Her pretty face suddenly showed a sad and depressed expression. The little hands tied behind her were twitching with all their might. The three-inch golden lotus tied together was thrown up like a mermaid's tail.

In fact, Mao Jue is not uninterested in Da Yu'er. If he is not interested in beauties, he is not a normal man, not to mention that this woman is a well-known figure in history.

But what really made him feel cold was the burning and dry corpse of Fulin that day, and the tiger poison did not even eat! In order to put aside this burden, Bumu Butai could leave his biological son in the sea of ​​fire without hesitation. It was so cold that Mao Jue dared to keep such a ferocious woman by his side?

Da Yu'er, who was twitching on the gallows, didn't know that she was smart for a while but was mistaken for her cleverness! She missed her life.

It was still the most painful and slowest hang. As the last bit of air in the lungs was drained, the more than a dozen powerful people in the previous dynasty were swinging their legs violently as if they were electrocuted. A pretty face was already red, and the red lips she applied were spitting out bloody foam. The pair of golden lotus tied together also threw out all the unique high-headed embroidered shoes of the man. I didn't know that those who were perverted in their hearts were cheap. The jade feet of the royal concubines of the previous dynasty were all full of their eyes.

But even if they were not dead, they were no different from being dead. The final value of Da Yu'er was left to use his life to set off Mao Jue's majesty. When a group of Dongjiang subjects were stunned, Mao Jue, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly stood up. The madman shook his arms outwards like a fish, pointing to the gallows that were caught, and his voice broke through and shouted hoarsely.

"The four great joys in life are: the wedding night, meet old friends in a foreign land, have long drought, and have a golden dew, and the golden list is on the list! Now I can be considered that you Mao has passed the exam. You should have been happy and celebrated, but you know, why did I hang them here today?"

It was the most glorious moment in life. Tens of thousands of successful people and wealthy people all focused their attention on him, Mao Jue, the once small otaku, and he was excited and swung his hands out.

"Because before ascending the throne, I read Taishi Gong's "Records of the Grand Historian" and saw a sentence from Chen Tang in it, "Those who offend me, who are strong Han will be punished even if they are far away!"

"That was the life that people lived! No matter whether they had money or not, we lived a tough life. Even at the end of the Han Dynasty, if the Xianbei or Wuhuan dared to show off, our prime minister Cao Cao would clean up the matter with one hand! We had this tone in our hearts!"

"But look at what life have we lived in the past few decades? Let such a group of clowns clean up our huge Ming Dynasty! Tens of thousands of cavalry scattered across the Central Plains as if they were in a deserted land! The soldiers dare not fight! The generals dare not fight! Those civil servants were just busy arguing, and would rather set up more vases in their own yard than fill in more rice for those who were in the army. The principle was more famous than anyone else! But no one cared about our China from the bottom of his heart! Our Chinese were so dignified that they shave their heads with wild boars, nodded and bowed to call these barbarians masters! Let them call us slaves!"

He pointed excitedly at the powerful people of the Qing Dynasty who were still struggling with the last breath on the gallows. Mao Jue knocked his fist on his chest with heartache.

"The anger in our hearts is gone!"

"I'm a little bit old! The old and young men in Dongjiang are here, everyone is here, and I don't tell you anything literary. Today, I just use their irritable anger to make you raise the anger in your heart again! I can't control other places, but no one in Dongjiang is out of trouble! No matter who it is, Hu Lingxia is a crime and bully me in China! Those who have no ancestors or clans at home, recognize thieves as fathers, and servile faces and fight for themselves will be punished even if they are far away!"

These words were so shocking! Apart from the gallows, whose charming eyes were turning upwards, and whose beautiful long legs finally shook and twitched a few times, the huge palace square turned silent.

The eunuch Wan Ji's face was full of discomfort. Hong Chengchou thought at first, then felt something, and nodded in agreement. As the pain in his skin, Zhou Yanru shrank down his head, while Sun Chuanting showed a fanatical expression. He savored Mao Jue's inauguration speech for a moment. He, the victim of the party struggle, raised his fists and roared loudly.

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

This roar was like pulling away the surging torrent. It had just destroyed the Qing Kingdom, which was riding on his head and showing his mighty blessing. The entire Dongjiang River was the most powerful. When he held his head up, he responded to Mao Jue's inauguration speech. The Dongjiang minister in the front raised his fists first and then roared, then stood up layer by layer of people and waves. In the end, the whole audience was like a madman, with red eyes and hissing and roaring with all his might.

Amid the surging roar, Mao Jue's new regime was established in the capital of this empire.

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Since he founded the regime that lost to himself with such a high-profile speech, Dongjiang, or the Great Liao, which can be called Mao Jue, a series of policies were also promulgated like a fire of war.

The first thing is to shave your hair and change your clothes! It’s just that it’s not that the barbarian tribe with tens of thousands of people in the waterfront used ugly braids and vulgar jackets to cut off the inheritance of Hanfu in China for thousands of years, making the people of later generations ignorant of Hanfu, and even exclaimed that the shave your hair and change your clothes in Korean clothes. It’s a counterattack in civilization, and the brutal customs added to the heads of the Qing people in the past twenty years to the heads of the Han people in Liaodong!

The wild boar's tail? Shaved! First, I'm bare-headed, wait until my hair grows out, and then tie my crown! I've thrown away the jacket. Don't you like narrow-sleeved short clothes? Hanfu is so complicated, there are all kinds of things like that, and it is tolerant. As long as you don't come out of this framework, you can innovate at will!

However, Mao Jue lost this policy. Unlike the people in Jiangnan who fought bloody battles to resist for decades, when it comes to changing clothes, whether it is the Jurchens or the Mongols on the old land in Liaodong, they all welcomed them with their hands. In each village, they even rushed to shave the wild boar's tail in front of the officials!

In fact, these ethnic minorities from all directions still look up and feel inferior from the bottom of their hearts. Now that they can integrate into the Chinese civilization circle, they are of course rushing to the forefront.

Especially now that the Qing Dynasty is still dead, kicking off the strange clothes and shaving off the strange hair is the opportunity to cleanse the past and integrate it into the new regime, not to mention! Let’s wear Hanfu, we must release it!

It was considered a welfare of the New Dynasty. On the eighth day after Mao Jue ascended the throne, the streets and alleys of Shengjing City, no matter which tribe, all the old and young men of the tribe were shot into a long line at the entrance of the palace, and then happily, barely wearing a woven cloth in Dongjiang, staggered home and pulling new clothes away, leaving only an empty official database.

Then all the cloths that came from the far away from Dongjiang were gone! Looking at the bottom of the warehouse, a few hungry mice ran around, and Mao Jue couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing again.

However, no one knew that the powerful Mao Liao King was particularly relieved at this moment. Finally, the master slave who spoke out was ridiculed by outsiders in the future. The braid that represented backwardness and depression completely disappeared at his hands! No matter how the Central Plains changed, the Han Dynasty clothing that set off the Chinese spirit was completely preserved!

After twitching in pain for a few times, Mao Jue suddenly clenched his fist like the emoticon of a later internet celebrity child, shook it in front of his chest. Then, in the shock of Adrena, who was also suffering from pain, turned around and left her with a chic back.

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