The Eldest Daughter Is Beautiful and Saucy

Chapter 830: The Lost Dog

Chapter 830: A Lost Dog

“Uncle Jiu! What should we do now?” Murong Ping raised his hand to wipe away his tears and choked up, “The noble families of Wei are still waiting outside!”

There was deathly silence in the hall, with only the sound of people’s breathing of varying lengths being heard.

After a long while, Xiao Rongyan said in a hoarse voice: “Uncle Feng, send someone to properly place my brother and send him back to Yan State early tomorrow morning.”

“Yes!” Feng Yao kowtowed.

“Aping, dry your tears and come with me to meet those old aristocratic families!” Xiao Rongyan slowly laid Murong Yu down in his arms.

“But Uncle Jiu, you are…” Murong Ping saw Murong Yu’s blood on Xiao Rongyan’s arms and clothes on his chest, “It’s all blood…”

“Send someone to get me a set of the same clothes.” Murong Yan’s voice was extremely cold and desolate, “Hurry!”

She was obviously in great pain, but she still had to keep herself together and pretend nothing happened to deal with the old aristocratic families of Wei State when her brother just left.

Xiao Rongyan lowered his eyes and gazed at his brother who had a pale and peaceful face. Thinking of his mother’s face when she died, he felt so heartbroken that he closed his eyes tightly.

From today on, he no longer has… a brother.

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The old aristocratic families of Wei State stood in front of the hall and talked a lot. They didn’t know why the guards closed the door as soon as the Emperor of Yan entered the hall and did not summon them in to meet him.

Not long after, the door of the hall opened again, and Murong Yan, the Ninth Prince of Yan, who came in the same carriage with Emperor Murong Yu of Yan, came out of the hall, followed by the Second Prince Murong Ping.

The old aristocratic families of Wei State stretched their necks but could not see any trace of Emperor Yan in the hall.

Murong Yan stood with his hands behind his back, the silver mask on his cheek sparkling in the morning light. He said in a cold voice: “My royal brother knows that you all gathered here today, in the name of audience, but in fact you are here to negotiate terms and are unwilling to accept the new policy! My royal brother really doesn’t want to waste time with you, so he asked me to tell you, and please listen carefully today, Changcheng is now the Changcheng of Yan State, and all the territory of our Yan State must follow the new policy. Whoever does not comply will be punished according to Yan law!”

As soon as Murong Yan finished speaking, an old noble family stood up and said, “We, the Wei Kingdom, have followed the old rule for generations, and we were once the overlord! Now that the Yan Kingdom has just conquered Changcheng, we should appease the old noble families like us to stabilize the government. We should even learn from each other’s governance methods to make the two countries truly one family, merging with each other and becoming inseparable! Why did you directly apply the Yan Kingdom’s arrogant and unreasonable governance strategy, which was despised by the nobles of other countries, to the Wei Kingdom!”

“I forgot to tell you that at this time… General Xie Xun of Yan State has already conquered Weishu City, and Wei State… has been destroyed!” Murong Yan’s mellow voice was a little scattered, deliberately trying to scare these old nobles, and he did not take this group of so-called Wei nobles seriously. “Wei State followed the old rule, so it was destroyed by my Yan State! Now the land you are standing on… is the land of Yan State. If you stand on my Yan State land, you must abide by my Yan State law! Anyone who disobeys can die for his country. Anyone who dares… I will give him a grand burial! Come, give this gentleman a sword!”

When the Yan soldier heard Xiao Rongyan’s order, he immediately drew the sword from his waist and handed it to the Wei nobleman who was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

“As for those who want to die for their country, you can do whatever you want…” Murong Yan lowered his eyes and adjusted his sleeves, then raised his eyes again with a cold look, and said, “You are all prisoners of the Yan Kingdom, and you dare to come to negotiate with the Emperor of Yan. You think too highly of yourself.”

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the old man from the Wei family who had just spoken so confidently: “This lord… why don’t you go ahead? Are you afraid to die? Are you afraid to die for your country?”

Those who knew the current situation among the nobles realized that the King of Yan was different from the previous King of Wei, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects and said, “Please forgive me, Ninth Prince! We rely on our noble status… to gain a foothold in this world. The new laws of Yan… are harmful to us old nobles, so we are naturally depressed! We still hope that the Emperor of Yan can adjust this new policy so that our descendants can survive!”

“The old aristocrats are also the old aristocrats of Wei, not the old aristocrats of Yan. Even if they are the old aristocrats of Yan… they never dare to disobey the imperial order and the law!” Murong Yan sneered. Except for those who knew how to retreat at the right time, almost none of the old aristocrats of Yan could have a good end. “Yan is people-oriented, and no one is an exception. I still say this… Either you die for Wei, or follow the laws of Yan and be good Yan citizens.”

“Murong Yan! Although we have surrendered to Yan, our family has a strong foundation. If we die here today, do you think… your Yan State can occupy these cities of Wei State steadily?” An old nobleman said loudly again.

Murong Yan nodded, drew the sword from Murong Ping’s waist, and walked towards the old aristocrat.

The old aristocrat took two steps back, and before he could say a word, a flash of cold light appeared, and a blood mist dissipated under the golden sun.

The old aristocratic families screamed and retreated, but were forced to stop where they were by the Yan army who drew their swords behind them.

Murong Yan casually threw the sword back to Murong Ping. Murong Ping looked at his uncle in shock. Uncle Jiu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, slowly wiped the blood off his hands, and threw the handkerchief next to the corpse of the old nobleman. He said, “Here… whoever wants to die will be killed?”

The old aristocratic families of the Wei State held their breath and dared not breathe.

“It reminds me that each of your families has a deep foundation, that’s it…” Murong Yan said coldly, “Order the soldiers who besieged the mansions of these old nobles to confiscate their homes immediately… All the loyal soldiers they have raised will be killed without mercy, and their families will not be spared if they dare to resist. Tell the people of Changcheng not to be afraid. After the old nobles have confiscated their homes, they will distribute farm tools to the people, and each household will be allocated good land according to the number of people, so that the people can live and work in peace. In this way… I don’t think any of the people will rebel against Yan.”

Suppress the powerful and benefit the people.

The number of common people is huge, but the powerful and wealthy…are ultimately a minority.

Moreover, don’t the people feel resentful towards these powerful people who abuse their power to bully others?

Only by dealing with the powerful with thundering means can we truly serve the purpose of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, and then show kindness to the people so that they can benefit, and use both kindness and force, can we put down the chaos in Wei and make the people of Wei willingly become Yan citizens and dare not rebel against Yan.

“Yes!” Murong Ping clasped his fists and said yes, then left with great momentum.

“Ninth Prince, please spare my life!” The old aristocrat knelt down and begged for mercy.

“Ninth Prince, please spare my life!”

The cries of the old aristocratic families of Wei State echoed throughout the palace.

Murong Yan’s cold eyes swept over these nobles of the Wei Kingdom. Looking at these familiar faces who were once high and mighty, his voice became even colder: “You are slaves of a fallen country, dogs that have lost their homes. You don’t behave yourself. How dare you be so arrogant and negotiate terms? Are you worthy?!”

After that, he said indifferently: “All of them will be imprisoned! If anyone is not honest, the whole family will go to hell together!”

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