Gao Guang and Pei Benzhi looked at everything happening in front of them and felt their hearts trembling.

In the darkness, every step of the people holding weapons and farm tools seemed to step on their chests.

Such an act of inciting the people is almost unheard of for them.

Now these people are heading towards Donghu Village.

But once the reverence for the laws of the country is opened in the hearts of these people, after tonight, will these people still be willing to live as docile subjects of the court?

In the minds of Pei Benzhi, Gao Guang and others, this issue is a question mark.

Zhu Shangbing whispered in a low voice: "Everything has been arranged. Several cattle and sheep were slaughtered, and the area near Donghu Village was covered with blood."

Zhu Gaochi immediately turned back and looked at Zhu Shangbing. He didn't know that he had such preparations.

Xiaopang turned his head again and glanced at Zhu Yunxi who was standing in front. Then his eyes suddenly enlarged and he turned his head hurriedly.

Zhu Shangbing whispered: "What are you looking for?"

Zhu Gaochi pushed Zhu Shangbing and searched behind the crowd.

After working for a long time, Zhu Gaochi took a few deep breaths.

He raised his head and stared at Zhu Shangbing: "Where are those people!"

"Which people?"

Zhu Shangbing pouted, with doubt on his face.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at the officials behind him out of the corner of his eye, and lowered his voice and said, "You will bring the people you captured from outside the camp tonight!"

Zhu Shangbing's eyes flickered for a moment, and then his whole face became shriveled, and he said angrily: "The people below are all useless, but they actually let those people run away! Who knows where those people have fled to now...

…”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Shangbing coughed a few times as if he had a stuck in his throat.

Zhu Gaochi's face was ashen and he gritted his teeth: "Why do you do this!"

Zhu Shangbing couldn't answer, so he hummed twice and turned to pay attention to the movement outside Donghu Villa.

The little fat man was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and his heart was filled with unbearable anger.

Zhu Yunxi turned around, silently looked at Xiaopang who was secretly angry, and said in a low voice: "Mencius Teng Wengong said in the second chapter: punish his crimes and hang his people. If the rain falls at the right time, the people will be happy."

After the irritated little fat man heard these words, his eyes flickered twice, he opened his mouth, but in the end he let out a soft sigh.

Pei Benzhi, who was standing behind the three people, stepped forward lightly and bowed: "The Song Dynasty Book asked the prisoners for rumors: it stirred up the clouds and scattered the rain, comforted the thoughts of the severe drought, mocked the people for their crimes, and accumulated feelings for the late successors. The Zhou Dynasty Book Xiao Jingzhuan also said

He said: Today, the Wei captives are greedy and have no regard for the justice of punishing the people. They will definitely be cruel and punish many barbarians.

Henan Road has been plagued by malpractice for a long time, and the people have hidden anger in their hearts and resentment in the fields. As time goes by, the grievances will be dragged down, causing disasters to the country and the state. Today, the people are given a golden sword to attack the unjust and punish the guilty, which can soothe the people's grievances."

Gao Guang, who stood side by side with Pei Benzhi, opened his mouth, but in the end he swallowed back the words that had reached his lips.

He wanted to say that it was reasonable to punish the people and punish them, but it was not appropriate to use it at this time.

It's just that tonight's events have reached this point. Talking more will only make the emperor's grandson unhappy, so he simply becomes a silent spectator.

Zhu Yunxi was very satisfied with Pei Benzhi's explanation of his thoughts. He looked at the little fat man who was still a little depressed, reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder: "To comfort the people, we are also burning in Henan Province tonight.

For the second fire, it depends on where this fire will burn."

Zhu Gaochi didn't say a word, but his eyes looked in the direction of Donghu Village.

The people Zhu Shangbing picked out outside the camp tonight must have been placed on the only way to Donghu Village. As long as the people who come over see the corpses, they will definitely feel the deepest feelings in their hearts.

Anger was also aroused.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at Donghu Villa, which was brightly lit in the distance and dazzling under the starry night.

After tonight, this place will probably be abandoned for many years.

…

No one noticed that under the night cover around Donghu Village, the previous people with capable figures, fierce eyes, thick arms, and calluses, all in their twenties and thirties, had quietly disappeared.

They were replaced by people who came from surrounding villages.

The angry people walked out of the darkness everywhere and walked into the bright lights from Donghu Village.

More and more people gathered together, and the momentum was huge.

"what is that?"

The people who were rushing in front suddenly expressed doubts and pointed at a black figure lying on the roadside.

It seems that the weapons and farm tools in their hands gave the people a sufficient sense of security.

Several people walked together toward the black shadow on the ground.

The crowd behind them stopped briefly.

In the dark night, the breathing sounds of the angry people became quieter.

"It's human!"

"It's the person Donghuzhuang killed!"

Suddenly, the people who came forward to investigate roared in unison.

The crowd was completely blown away.

No one thought to find out which village the body belonged to.

Everyone only felt that there was a ball of anger burning in their hearts. The anger and resentment that had been accumulated for many years finally broke out completely under the stimulation of blood and corpses.

"Smash Donghu Village!"

"Stand up and take charge of the country!"

"Smash Donghu Village!"

"Smash Donghu Village!"

"..."

At the end, everyone was shouting that they wanted to destroy Donghu Village.

And the shouts of killing continued to be heard all around Donghu Village, echoing from everywhere.

People began to rush towards Donghu Village, which was already in front of them, desperately.

In their eyes, the brightly lit houses are like mountains weighing on them, on their backs, and in their hearts.

It was so overwhelming that they couldn't breathe.

In just a moment, the entire houses that had been inhabited for many years around the East Lake swamp were surrounded by angry people.

Swords and dung forks were struck at the gates of the houses, making loud banging sounds.

Some people want to climb into those houses through the courtyard walls so as to vent the anger accumulated in their hearts for many years.

On the courtyard wall, those children and servants who had lived in other families for a long time were holding long bamboo forks in their hands, like spears in the army, and they were piercing the mud-legged people who were trying to climb up outside the courtyard wall.

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The blood dyed the white courtyard walls of the high-class residence red, but it was like fuel poured on a fire, making the raging fire even hotter.

boom!

Boom boom!

In the dark night, several loud noises were heard around Donghu Village.

The people who had been blocked by the courtyard wall suddenly found that the tall courtyard wall blocking their eyes suddenly collapsed, exposing holes.

"Fight in!"

"Smash Donghu Village!"

Like a tide, the people rushed into the houses around Donghu Village from under the collapsed walls one by one.

The killing finally came as expected.

The bright lights of Donghu Village were gradually dyed red, as if it was a happy day. Every house had hung up red lanterns that glowed with festive red light.

As time went by, the killings became more and more intense.

The large number of common people armed with weapons is simply not something that the people in the East Lake Village who have enjoyed wealth and wealth for many years can compete with.

House after house was set on fire, and the firelight made the water of East Lake brighter.

The people of Kaifeng Mansion unleashed their anger and wanted to burn the entire East Lake swamp.

Zhu Gaochi stared blankly at Donghu Village, which had turned from pillars of fire to seas of fire. He was obviously involved in most of the events tonight, but seeing it all become reality gave him a dreamy feeling.

Zhu Yunxi coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to pat Xiaopang's back, and whispered: "Now as long as we tie up the end, the people here will be loyal to me, the Ming Dynasty, within three generations."

Zhu Gaochi's eyes swayed and he spoke in a low voice: "The scattered swords and guns need to be recovered. We still need to do things to avoid being talked about."

The matter was irreversible, and the first thing Zhu Gaochi thought of was to try his best to eliminate the possible impact of this incident at the very beginning.

Zhu Yunxi hummed and looked at Zhu Shangbing aside.
To be continued...