"If my students are always so capable, I will not have to be tired from the future and run around like a dog." Sima Ji put on a crucifixion posture with a sleepy eyes, and lazily asked the two maids to change their clothes for him. He didn't care about what the Jin Wei said that came to report. Isn't it just a counterattack of some unfair people who hate the rich? So many troops can still burn on Sima Ji?

If these unruly people don’t know the importance of this, then he can only let these unruly people know what the national conditions of the Great Jin Dynasty are here.

What are the top ten cruel officials of the Han Dynasty, what are the Wu Zhou Lai Junchen, and Zhou Xing, all of them are younger brothers in front of Jin Wei. He can mass produce countless Lai Junchen. Although it is impossible for these famous cruel officials to be capable, they are better because they are many people.

He reached out to take the toothbrush, and poked it in his mouth without hesitation. Sima Ji, who spit out water, sat upright on the desk and started his day's schedule. It happened to be the battle report of Zhang Da, Bingzhou. The results were very gratifying. Liu Yuan had been surrounded by the Shangdang group. Although the counterattack was very fierce recently, there was no matter what the overall situation was.

Besides, in the war between the Xianbei and the Huns, the King of Yan dared not to point fingers at the two grassland overlords. The place was marked out for you, just fight. If you don’t show the heroic grassland at this time, when will it be even more important to wait for it?

"The grassland hunting style is not very efficient. Zhang Da said that the Tuoba family lost nearly 20,000 troops, and Liu Yuan's troops were killed more than 10,000. It seems that there are still some fighting." Sima Ji calmly put down the battle report and looked at Qian Ming with a look of sadness. "The military pay raised from Yecheng must not forget the Tuoba family's troops. The cloth and property required are just small money, so don't search."

"How dare the generals seize the troops of Mrs. Tuoba's family? King Yan mistakenly blamed the generals." Qian Ming nodded and understood, "Although our Youzhou is not rich in resources, it is the only way to give you as much as you should."

At this moment, Wang Shaoyi moved in from outside the hall, sat next to Sima Ji when he saw Qian Ming, and said softly, "I heard that there were crowds of people outside the Tongquetai, and the people reported to the officials of Yecheng? It seemed that many officials wanted to leave the city, but were stopped."

"Are you guilty of being a thief? I heard that the lieutenant of Uncle Wang beat a child to death because of a dog. Everything was done. Today, with such an opportunity, can't people take revenge?" Sima Ji narrowed his eyes and nodded in his own eyes. "It seems that within three days, I will witness a large number of people falling to the ground."

Is the Jin Dynasty lacking supporters? There is no shortage of support. With the strong support of the gentry nationwide, the Sima family usurped the throne of Cao Wei, at least there was no problem in the process. After that, the support of our great Jin Dynasty among the gentry far exceeded that of Cao Wei. The King of Yan knew very well. Now there are still people in Yecheng who are alive. If they don’t agree, they call King Chenliu out to ask.

However, Sima Ji himself could not get the support of the gentry. Not to mention that no family supported him, it was definitely not much. What's more, he believed in the Legalists and was naturally hostile to these independent kingdoms.

Then we can only take the second step. With the support of the people across the country, he can actually turn against each other after completely eliminating all opponents. However, Sima Ji hopes that the shorter the civil war, the better, and it is best that all potential enemies will jump out and be stewed out by himself. After the fight, he will be cultivated.

The inner city is still under renovation, and Sima Ji disturbed King Chenliu's palace for a few days. He was doing nothing every day and looked at the war report. Finally, after a arrest that lasted for several days, the King of Yan felt bored and entered the overcrowded prison of Yecheng.

"The environment of this prison in Yecheng is far inferior to that of Youzhou, right? It's too backward and has no human rights at all. This is what I said. The environment of the prison must be good. People cannot be killed. Only when people are alive can they create value." Sima Ji held his nose with Wang Shaoyi's scarf and did not forget to provide work guidance. "After this matter, renovate it according to Jicheng's standards. This money must not be saved, and it will be earned sooner or later."

In the corridor where countless arms stretched out from the gaps in the wooden stakes, the Jin guards surrounded Sima Ji deeply agreed. It seemed that what the King of Yan said opened up a new direction for them in their lives.

"Actually, if you want to talk about the problem now, there are too few shackles and torture instruments!" Jin Wei, who was leading the way in front, complained at the right time, "Now the prison is full of people, and every cell is full of people, and there is nothing that a villain can do."

"Don't worry about this. Lu He has already asked some of the fleets to return to Yecheng to get them. Youzhou is not short of these broken copper and iron. If there are not enough tools, you will have to worry about it. Don't waste your time in the Yanshan Camp." Sima Ji looked solemn and had a sense of unswerving spirit. "By the way, where are my uncle and clan brothers?"

"In the innermost cell, how dare the villain detain the vassal king and the casual prisoners? It's quite spacious inside, and there's a chamber pot left." Jin Wei replied cautiously, not knowing what the King of Yan meant.

"Not bad, it's still preferential, haha!" Sima Ji laughed unrestrainedly and said with a cold face, "Let the prison be quieter."

Soon, with the warm greetings of the Jin Guard, the entire prison was quiet and someone brought a chair. Sima Ji sat in front of the cell, looking at the prisoner with his back facing him through the gap of the wooden stake. This was Sima Yong, the King of Hejian who was preparing to attack the capital several months ago and occupied 200,000 troops in Yecheng.

Now Sima Yong is covered in mud and has a bun with a scattered hair, but he is just a prisoner. As long as he gives orders, this important vassal king will say goodbye to the world.

"Your uncle is really calm and composed? I wonder if you are used to it in prison?" Sima Ji spoke lightly, and in a quiet prison, his voice clearly spread. Not only the two of them, but also the entire prison were holding his breath. Listening to their conversation, they all reached this level and became a prisoner at the bottom. Human beings still cannot change the habit of being a good faith.

Sima Yong's body stiffened slightly. The movement was not large, but it was seen by Sima Ji, who had been staring at his back. He laughed and said, "Diet to the point of death? Why are you pretending to be a prince? Look at what you are now, do you still have a little bit of a domineering spirit? Have you ever imagined a few months ago, defeating Youzhou and running around the world without any rivals?"

"Sima Ji?" With a ruthless roar, Sima Yong turned around, and his body was not completely relieved. His face was blue and purple, and his eyes were fixed on Sima Ji, who was calm outside the cell, "Are you humiliating me?"

"Yes, isn't this very obvious?" Sima Ji nodded happily, not feeling that he was too much. Although he respected people like Liu Bei very much, this kind of respect was never based on what he could not do. Everyone was Liu Bei, but Liu Bei did not stand out. His body leaned forward slightly, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. Sima Ji said slowly, "I? I urinate and look at yourself. How come you are like a vassal king now? Besides?"

Sima Ji took out an imperial edict, shook it and spread it in front of Sima Yong. His other hand pointed at the seal on it and said coldly, "Open your eyes and see. Long before you fought with me, the emperor had issued an edict to exempt King Hejian from the throne, removed your Grand Marshal of Jin, and drove out the royal family. Now I will calculate the account. You, a civilian, took over the 200,000 troops in Yecheng, and started a war with a vassal king without authorization. The army in Yecheng was destroyed. Should I dismember you five horses? Or did you execute him? This is not your plan to use the King of Qi and the King of Changsha."

Regardless of Sima Yong's expression, Sima Ji said with his fingers, "Your wolfish ambition is ill-behaved against the capital, and alienated the clans, which led to the death of the King of Qi. After that, he did not repent and wanted to join forces with the towns to threaten the capital, because I did not surrender to you, and you still want to swallow Youzhou and then control Hebei. What will happen after this? Integrate the Shandong states to fight against Sima Ying? I just calculated casually, your head is a little bit too bad to cut."

"If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry. Sima Ji, don't be proud. The capital's troops are weak. Once Sima Ying and Sima Xu conquer the capital, people will only change the word. If you dare to kill me, they will also kill you." Sima Yong stretched out his finger and pointed at Sima Ji with a harsh and weak look on his face and threatened, "I am a royal family, you can't kill me."

"Do you live with me in a different place? Will you be my life?" Sima Ji turned a deaf ear to Sima Yong's accusations, and his arrogant voice echoed throughout the prison. "You hold Ji, Yan, Qing, and four states in your hand, and you can't help me? Now that I have gathered the entire Yecheng army, do you still expect Sima Ying and the others to avenge you? Oh, by the way, you also hide a son in the cellar, right? I have been hiding for several days. Come and let the King of Hejian see his descendants."

The sound of footsteps from the outside of the prison from far to near, and two inner officials were holding a box of marquis on the side. It would be fine if these two inner officials did not appear. When Sima Yong appeared, he suddenly exploded, "It was you two, you two betrayed me? Where is the prince?"

As soon as the words were finished, the box was opened, and a head appeared in front of Sima Yong. This head was naturally the prince of the King of Hejian. His shrill crying spread far in the cell. In the silent prison, it made the listener cry.

Sima Ji waved his hand and asked the inner servant to cover the box. He saw Sima Yong rushing to the door of the cell, stretching out one hand from the gap in the wooden stake, and gritting his teeth and saying, "Why do you two sluts betray me and waste your trust?"

"King of Hejian? Several of us have always been loyal to King Yan. If you slander and falsely accusations like this, are you against King Yan? Are you not afraid of losing your head?" The two inner officials who used to be humble in front of Sima Yong stood straight and no longer had a look of flattery.

"My three clan brothers have already set out first. As for you, uncle, I will let you live a few more days, not much time, so live well!" Sima Ji said that, and stood up, patted the gray and walked out of the prison with a meteor.

"It was Sima Yong who concealed the fact that he was stripped of his clan. He was in his hands, so we dared not to obey."

"King Yan, I don't know that the emperor issued an edict to fight the thief, but was deceived by Sima Yong. King Yan is clear about it." Countless arms stretched out from the prison cells on both sides, as bizarre as a group of zombies.

"Well, I will tell you clearly." Sima Jimu continued to move forward without looking sideways, turning a deaf ear to this scene. Mingjian must take out some exchanges, but he can't do it without morals, right?
Chapter completed!