Sima Ji, who has moved to the inner city palace, must admit that his favorite sound is the sound of abacus. The noise in others' ears is a wonderful symphony in his ears, and it can even be described as the sound of nature. This is a feeling that no language can describe it. He once again robbed the aristocrats openly.

This is a very addictive behavior. Sima Ji's self-assessment is that his willpower is very weak. Now he is really afraid of getting addicted to it in the future. This is the greatest achievement in the world.

"All the land obtained was given to the soldiers of the army, including the soldiers of the Qingzhou army. The land deeds I did not bring so many people to the place, and sent a message to her wife to worry about it. As for copper coins, each soldier was one hundred, including the soldiers of the Tuoba clan of Bingzhou. The rest were sent back to Youzhou, and I was still short of money."

Sima Ji spoke in an unquestionable tone, not thinking that this was ill-gotten gain. It should have been his. As a vassal king, he was loyal and patriotic. He has obeyed the imperial orders so far and has no idea of ​​rebellion in his heart. Shouldn’t he be rewarded?

Walking through hundreds of Jin Guards who were pulling the abacus, Sima Ji didn't know about the bloody Jin Guards in Yecheng prison, and he knew that they would not deal with them. The King of Yan had always understood what was inside and what was outside.

If you pay the taxes, you will be the pillar of the country of Jin. If you don’t pay the taxes, you will be the bastard who oppresses the people. The same is true for the people. If you pay the taxes, you will be the people. If you don’t pay the taxes, you will be the troublemaker. If you are honest and law-abiding, you will be the Hu people and Jin people. There is no difference in the eyes of the King of Yan. Whoever rebels rebels as a royal family has no chance of survival. When you should pay the taxes, don’t think about taking less. If you don’t accept it, you will rebel.

Bang bang bang bang... Among the sounds of abacuses, there is another one who is just a special one who keeps stamping the official document with a round-headed official seal, and is not bad at all when riding the year and the month. Every time the official seal falls, it means that a person's head falls to the ground. This is considered a case to be closed. Pick a day to behead and you can still win the hearts of the people.

"My wife has been looking for the King of Yan for a long time, saying that she is thanking you for your mercy. Many members of the Wang clan entered the palace to pay their respects." Cao Qian came to search for it. He knew Sima Ji's nature. The only place that can attract the lord is now here.

"You must understand the accounts. After returning to Jicheng, the wife will verify them." The wife mentioned by Sima Ji is naturally Yang Xin. She is in the world. If you don't believe her family, who else can you believe in.

Sima Ji roughly estimated that if Sima Yong's property was added, it would be almost the same as the result of blackmailing the gentry in Luoyang. This result would be considered unsatisfactory. Who made him show mercy in the end?

"King Yan, the verification was completed, including seven prefects, and a total of 735 officials of rank were executed, and the rest were exiled to the old land of Goguryeo. As for the innocent villain, the villain who was stamped was unknown." Before Sima Ji left, the Jin Guard finally calculated the numbers.

"All of them will be executed at noon tomorrow, including Sima Yong. The execution site will be set at Tongquetai. I will be executed by myself." Sima Ji waved his hand and set the time, and then he stopped staying and stepped out of the hall, so he dared not let the young lady wait anxiously.

The people released naturally belonged to the Wang family of Taiyuan. After Sima Yong became a prisoner, they finally bowed their heads and stopped expecting a miracle to happen. They also accepted more harsh conditions than last time. After seeing the King of Yan entering the palace again, they were all humble and did not feel embarrassed at all.

"If you didn't see the coffin, you wouldn't cry. If it weren't for your elders of Shaoyi, I would have let you disappear on the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty." Sima Ji muttered with contempt, which made these Wang's children quite embarrassed and all sued them, "I thank King Yan for thinking about Shaoyi's feelings. Our Wang family had no eyes and offended the dignity of King Yan."

"I can't tell that the Wang family really has the grace of everyone. They can take out 30 million yuan and take it out. After the land in Bingzhou was lost, it is worthy of being a great clan that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Wang Jian of the Qin Dynasty was very happy to see his descendants. By the way, I like the Legalists. I believe you have experienced it myself. I don't know how to compare with Qin Fa?" Sima Ji sat down and asked these well-educated people.

This issue is a bit embarrassing. After the end of Qin, the Legalists were in a diminished state, and the Han Dynasty also respected Confucianism in name. Although this was not the case, otherwise there would not be so many cruel officials. However, in name, they still criticized the Legalists, and they would always say that they were violent to the Qin Dynasty.

The Wang family in Taiyuan pursued the Zhou Dynasty and only paid gifts themselves, but as Wang Jian, it was recognized as Wang Jian. It was not a glorious thing to serve such a dynasty. They had long been aware of the Legalist ideas, so how could they communicate and discuss with Sima Ji?

"Don't avoid ministers when punishing them, and rewarding them with good deeds. Wang, as Wang Jian, should understand this truth." Sima Ji looked at the embarrassing sons of Wang and smiled slightly, "I have not killed Wang, which has violated the Legalists' opinions. I will behead Sima Yong and his party tomorrow and stand on my side to watch the punishment."

As soon as he said that, many Wang's children's expressions changed. If they stood behind the King of Yan in such an occasion, it would be reported that Wang's family would be firmly tied to Sima Ji when they went out. This time, Sima Ji killed many children of the family. If they thought that Wang's family was betrayed them, they would have been devoured by other families in the future.

"Either stand behind me or kneel down and beheaded. Is it so difficult to choose?" Sima Ji looked sarcastic and the two inner officials who had just returned from Sima Yong behind him also looked at these people with a smile, just like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"Of course, it's better to obey your orders than to be respectful." Wang Jun looked at these pampered tribe members, and took a step forward with a regret that he was unable to make a living, and said first, winking at his tribe members, "Don't you thank King Yan yet."

"There is no need to thank you. I have to give up and gain. This is just to make you understand that it is not for nothing to let you go." Sima Ji said with a slight forehead. He pretended to be a grandson in Youzhou for many years. Now he likes to make his own situation so that others can understand it.

Since Wang Mi took the initiative to surrender to Qingzhou officials, Sima Ji decided to change his ideas. In addition, he had already fallen into Wang Jun's beauty trap, so after thinking about it, he decided to turn his goal from knocking down all the gentry into temporarily pulling and fighting. This time he couldn't finish it, and there was still a big move waiting for them in the future. That move was a trick of killing people without blood. If the gentry was smart, Sima Ji's methods would also be upgraded.

"I still want to thank you husband. Actually, I have one thing that I am worried about." After sending my tribe away, Wang Shaoyi moved to Sima Ji obediently, leaned gently on her body, and asked in a voice that was enough to make her bones lighter, "What if my husband relies so much on Qian Ming in the future? I have no other intentions, just want to remind my husband not to rely too much on anyone."

"If you are a husband, just think you are kind-hearted. In fact, there is no need to worry. Only people like you who are from a high school will focus on a specific handsome talent. The husband's subordinates all appear on a large scale, and their abilities are actually the same. Qian Ming is a ruthless person. If one day he really has bad intentions, more people will be promoted by his head." Sima Ji smiled, but he didn't think the problem was so sharp.

The appearance of traitors in one's own camp cannot be said to be a worry. At least it has appeared many times in the Jin Dynasty so far. But his personnel reserves did not appear through the recruitment of his family. Almost every Qian Ming and Cao Gan have the same group of people behind him. These two people have no prestige and rebellion at all.

Yagoda and Yerov can attack others with the support of Stalin, but they are all solved by Stalin's words, because their subordinates are infinitely loyal to Stalin, and their skills are exactly the same as those of the two. If these two people have bad intentions, thousands of people will quickly appear to replace them with eagerness, so what are you worried about?

Don't be so stupid that you learn from Wei Yan's yelling three times that anyone dares to kill me. Ma Dai, who is going to use a knife next to you, seems to be no threat at the moment.

Just dawn the next day, countless people from all over Yecheng gathered around Tongquetai. Such a large-scale execution of the noble official should be the first time besides the coup. The King of Yan started under the guise of pleading for the people, giving these potential mobs the illusion that the King of Yan attached great importance to me.

As time passed, the nearby Tongquetai was full of people, and tens of thousands of people were looking forward to it, even climbing trees, and not wanting to miss this scene. Tongquetai was ten feet high, and Sima Ji had already chosen a God's perspective for himself and brought a chair to quietly enjoy the performances of the people of Yecheng.

"Are these unruly people happy? You all remember the things that happened in the past few days, how to play with the people in their palms, and make them feel that the emperor's kindness is so great. How to deal with such things in the future, just do it accordingly." Sima Ji, who was leaning on the chair, seemed to have no bones, reached out and held a teacup and blew it gently. He looked at the crowded people's eyes with a hint of joke. The shameless feudal lord's hateful face appeared on the paper, hooked his fingers and let Jin Wei, who was a few meters away, come over, and asked slightly, "Don't you prepare to order rotten vegetables, cow dung, or something, to set off the atmosphere?"

"Don't worry, King Yan, everything is ready." Jin Wei lowered his voice and glanced at the young lady tribe behind Sima Ji.
Chapter completed!