Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 456: The death of Lei Ao
Chapter 456 The Death of Lei Ao
For Sisi, Lei Ao's death is a good thing.
Because the person who "must" kill him is the Xia people. Not only would the Black Miao tribe not come to trouble Sisi, but they would solemnly invite the Holy Lady of the Spirit tribe to discuss the anti-Xia issue.
The excuse for rebellion that was lost due to the assassination of Yue Hongling, Lan Tiankuo, the Xuanwei envoy, suddenly became available again.
Lei Zhentang, the head of the Black Miao clan, posted a hero post at night, inviting all ethnic groups to gather in Dali.
It means that since the Xia people will kill my son, you can't escape, why don't you fight against them together!
Everyone knows this is just an excuse, but there must be such an excuse.
There was already a group of chieftains who were ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the current turmoil in the Great Xia to establish an independent country. What was lacking was a broader consensus among Bailiao.
The opposition from "small clans" like the Ling clan is a trivial matter. There are also many big clans such as the Bai Miao and Yao clan who are pro-Xia. They all think that there is no difference between autonomy now and I don't want to establish a country. If you want to rebel, you have to take off your pants and fart. Don’t you know where the common people came from? Don’t you, Lei Zhentang, divide the accounts into thirty-seven? Are you embarrassed to say that?
Sisi even believed that this was just the Black Miao's ambition to integrate various ethnic groups. Once the alliance really gathered strength and launched an army, Shu County sent troops to "suppress" it. In the course of the war, it would be easy to cause integration and bring out the strongest. , finally put on a yellow robe, and Dali Kingdom came out.
Lei Zhentang is one of the few people in the Miao Territory who is on the troubled times list. He is twenty-eight on the Earth Ranking, a little higher than Wang Daozhong. He has extremely high prestige and power in the Miao Territory. With Shi Wuding's secret assistance, Fully qualified to do this kind of thing.
However, Sisi's idea did not gain the consensus of the Bai Miao and other tribes. They just felt that there was no benefit in rebelling against them.
Everyone has their own ideas. The Miao territory has been turbulent for several months, and the Black Miao have been united among various ethnic groups for a long time.
The atmosphere was already at its most tense. It could be seen from the eyes of the people when Zhao Changhe entered Xizhou that the Miao people's dissatisfaction with the Xia people was palpable. The Heimiao side only needs the last few tribes to reach a consensus. When the time comes, they will raise their arms and take the Xuanwei envoy's sacrificial flag, and they will naturally rebel. Small tribes such as the Spirit Clan can only obey.
At this time, Yue Hongling fled to Miao territory and met Sisi by chance. Sisi learned that Yue Hongling was being hunted by Shi Wuding and took her in quietly. The unfriendly atmosphere because she pretended to be Yue Hongling disappeared. Instead, it was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. , sister and sister shouted very affectionately.
After staying for a while, Yue Hongling learned about the current situation of this place. One was not angry to comfort the common people, and the other did not want to be coerced into rebelling. The two sisters hit it off. Sisi pretended to be Yue Hongling to attract Shi Wuding’s attention, while Yue Hongling lurked in Dali. Assassination of Lan Tiankuo. On the day of the operation, Zhao Changhe stepped into the storm.
After Lan Tiankuo died, Hei Miao's reason for rebellion suddenly disappeared. However, they could not stop with their arrow on the string.
Lei Ao's assassination became the best reason, even better than the reason for counter-propaganda and consolation.
Lei Ao is a young leader of a clan, and his assassination is a serious political incident. The Bai Miao and other tribes also believe that Lei Ao usually has no bad deeds. Since the Xia people will kill Lei Ao, will they also kill themselves?
Of course, no one is stupid. Who killed Lei Ao? What if Lei Zhentang killed his own son out of ambition? This needs to be investigated clearly first.
The next day, more than a dozen ethnic leaders who were begging for food around the Erhai Lake in Cangshan gathered in Dali at the invitation of Lei Zhentang, the leader of the Black Miao tribe.
As the leader of the Spirit Clan, Sisi was naturally among those invited. She brought a small team of people to the meeting. There were two guardians on the left and right, one male and one female. They were faces that no one had seen before.
Of course it was Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling, whose injuries had basically improved.
Zhao Changhe is still dressed like Si Laoye, and Yue Hongling wears a blue spirit costume. She specially chooses a waistless style, but the straight shoulders and waist look very enchanting unexpectedly, so Zhao Changhe’s face is The malice was very ugly, just because she didn't want others to stare at her.
When I stepped into the hall, the atmosphere was very solemn.
Thousands of people were in the palace, densely packed. Lei Zhentang was sitting in the main seat. In front of him was a stretcher covered with white cloth, with Lei Ao's body lying on it.
Many people gathered around Lei Ao's corpse to inspect it, and finally shook their heads and backed away, returning to the queue of their own family group.
Sisi took the opportunity to ask a familiar clan leader: "Sister Pan, how is the situation?"
Pan, the first of the twelve surnames of the Yao people, Pan Wan, the chief of the Yao people. This is a charming woman, nearly forty years old... I dare to think about it, everyone I see is my sister.
At this time, Pan Wan looked solemn and said in a low voice: "It is indeed dead. I have personally tested it and found no signs of forgeries or other magic. It is a real corpse."
Sisi was stunned, frowned and said: "You really killed your own son..."
Pan Wan asked: "Did Lei Ao just leave your village?"
"Yeah, I didn't kill him."
"I'm not saying you killed him, nor did Chief Lei." Pan Wan glanced at her: "But this means that thousands of black Miao people witnessed the Xia people's assassination."
Sisi said disdainfully: "They are all their people, whoever assassinates them is who they say is. Can this be used as evidence?"
"But the assassin was caught on the spot. He was indeed a Xia man and someone with an official position in Shu County. He said his name was Qi Siyuan." Pan Wan pursed her lips and said, "Here, over there."
Zhao Changhe and his family turned around and saw a group of black Miao people escorting a Xia man in black kneeling there in the corner, with their heads lowered and looking depressed.
Qi Siyuan is a swordsman from Shu County, and he is quite famous. From this point of view, it seems certain that Shu County sent someone to assassinate Lei Ao.
Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, it was not just that Li Si'an had fallen. Now it seemed that the incident had nothing to do with Li Si'an. Zhao Changhe put aside his most worried point and said: "Who can you deceive with such a false excuse? Why did Shu County kill Lei Ao all the time? Even if he wanted to kill him, why did he do it in front of thousands of people? How can such a stupid assassin come from being killed by force in front of soldiers and horses?"
Sisi looked at the white cloth on the stretcher over there, with a deep meaning in her eyes: "This is not important. What is important is that the things are true. Not everyone here has read, and the majority are hot-headed fools."
Zhao Changhe was startled. This is true. He always thinks that everyone has their own thoughts. In fact, most of the Bailiao are hunters or herdsmen in the mountains. They really don’t think too much about the details behind the case. Most of the time, if something happens, it will happen, and Lei Zhentang's purpose will be achieved.
He thought for a moment, then got on the stretcher and looked at the body.
At this time, the noise in the hall has gradually subsided, and most people have finished looking at the corpses they wanted to see. Qi Siyuan, who was captured on the spot, is there. The facts are clear, and there is nothing more that needs to be understood. Lei Zhentang quietly looked at the family heads in the hall who had returned to their respective positions, and said calmly: "Have you seen it clearly now?"
Pan Wan said: "We might as well ask the murderer to explain why he did this?"
A black Miao man over there pulled Qi Siyuan's hair. Qi Siyuan raised his head and looked very arrogant: "Prefect Zhai hated the poor color of the jadeite supplied by Lei Ao. He sent people to complain several times, but Lei Ao remained the same, which made Prefect Zhai feel Wei Wei was provoked, so he sent me to teach him a lesson, which must be done in public! Da Xia Wei, how can you, a foreign barbarian, provoke him?"
The hall was filled with an uproar: "Fuck, that's too much!"
"Rebellion against him, what's so great about Zhai Muzhi!"
“They don’t know why the quality of jadeite is so bad!”
Even Pan Wan shook his head, quite believing this in his heart. This was really something that Xia officials would do.
Lei Zhentang looked at the angry crowd, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said with great sadness: "Everyone, since the late king was assassinated by Xia Longyuan's trick, the country of Dali was eliminated, all the tribes were torn apart, and the Xia people oppressed me. I’ve been waiting for decades. I don’t need to tell you what life you’ve had over the years. It’s only been a month since Lan Tiankuo took office. How many women have you asked for?”
"Now it's my son's turn!"
"One day it will be your son's turn too!"
"I, Lei Zhentang, don't want to live this kind of life as a slave. Do you still want to continue living it?"
The tone was loud, the fan was full of power, and there was an enthusiastic response in the hall. A discordant voice suddenly sounded: "This dead man is not your son at all. What are you shouting here?" ”
Lei Zhentang's voice was stuck in his throat, and he became furious: "Who are you!"
Immediately, people came up to him and introduced to Lei Zhentang in a low voice the spiritual protector Si Laoye who had made a brilliant appearance in front of the village last night.
Lei Zhentang sneered and said: "It turns out that you are the protector of the Spirit Clan. Your Excellency is very skilled in swordsmanship. I heard that you are close to the Middle Earth?"
"Does it matter who I am?" Zhao Changhe didn't bother with this at all: "Isn't it your son who is more important?"
Lei Zhentang slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up angrily: "Can I still recognize my own son?"
"That's weird." Zhao Changhe pinched the deceased's cheeks and pried open the mouth: "As far as I know, your son lost a tooth, but the deceased's teeth are intact... Oh, there is a bit of decay. This The technique of dental implants is pretty good. Can Chief Lei teach it to everyone?"
The hall was suddenly silent.
The deceased had a sword in his throat, and none of the autopsy examiners tried to pry his closed mouth.
But how could this person think of this... What's even more strange is that he was sure it was a fake before he even pried it open!