"King Yan, Sima Yong is a relative and vassal king after all, and he must find a reasonable reason to submit a memorial to the emperor." Qian Ming naturally saw the scene of the head falling to the ground. He didn't care about Sima Yong's stumble in any posture, but considering that the vassal kings in the world are now united, he still needs to polish this matter.

"I stationed troops in Yecheng, and my plan was ill-intentioned. Seeing that Sima Yong had the will to kill him, I just wrote the memorial like this." Sima Ji smiled and slowly stood up in a slow motion that only an old man was in his twilight age. "From then, Hebei and even the entire Shandong will surely be stable for a long time. This is a good thing."

I massacre the city, I kill and surrender, I am extremely cruel and I am extremely greedy, but I know that I, Sima Ji, is a good vassal king. Sima Ji always felt that if you want to deceive people, you must be able to deceive yourself first. Women in later Republics can do this, and he must go further so that they can be far and even surpass them.

"I won, and everything I do is right." Sima Ji swept across everyone with a contemptuous look, "I have done everything I have done, Cao Cao has done, who dares to say more, I have even dug up your ancestral tombs and burned the family tree."

Especially the children of the Wang family in Taiyuan, no one dared to meet this kind of gaze. How good was the King of Yan saying it. Cao Cao is not a person of such a long time. Who doesn’t know what Prime Minister Cao likes to do the most is to do something with the women of the defeated. What is this place? The Tongquetai, Prime Minister Cao personally ordered the construction.

Every Wang family now believes in every word from Sima Ji, which naturally includes digging out the ancestral tomb. The matter of touching the gold lieutenant is not very long. This is the jurisdiction of Yuan Shao back then. They all understand that Sima Ji has some meaning. What does the inheritance of the gentry rely on is naturally unparalleled wealth and prestige, and there is no need to say much about wealth. How did this prestige come about.

To put it simply, since ancient times, the Taiyuan Wang family has been passed down from the Zhou Dynasty to the present. How to prove the inheritance of the family tree? The family tree is very important in this matter, which is an important evidence to prove the noble identity. To put it bluntly, if Sima Ji burned all the genealogies of various major families, the inheritance on which these gentry rely on to show their identities would almost be cut off.

Soon these Wang children expressed that they were absolutely loyal to Sima Ji, and that the world could be seen, and they were very optimistic about the future of King Yan. If the situation was not clear at the moment, they would have wanted to take the lead in persuading Sima Ji ascended the throne. However, after considering that Sima Ying and Sima Xu were still there, they gave up this idea.

Fortunately, they did not lose their minds, otherwise Sima Ji would be willing to use the entire Taiyuan Wang family's head to show the world that he would never rebel. He had to do a lot of things and had no time to hide in the palace and wait for death.

The seven or eight hundred Yecheng officials were found to be on the ground, especially Sima Yong's confidant was caught in one fell swoop, which became a matter for the people of Yecheng to talk about. Word of mouth was passed on, and we knew what the people thought about these noble officials.

The minions of the King of Yan knew very well what kind of person his lord was, and never dared to delay the process. They gave the exiled thousands of officials a day, but mainly because they had to write a notice to spread throughout the prefectures and counties that had been conquered, the exiled team did not proceed on the same day.

At the same time, I was watching from the side. Are there young and beautiful women among the family maids of the officials involved in Yecheng? Beauties are regarded as important strategic resources in Youzhou. After all, this is a conventional method by the King of Yan to his subordinates. As we all know, the King of Yan is good at giving away girls. If the current trend continues to develop, the women in the King of Yan's mansion will continue to expand.

All the generals and schools in Youzhou have heard the King of Yan’s argument on this matter, “In the troubled times, a man died in a war on the battlefield, and a woman in a weak position will inevitably become a plaything for the victor. In the long run, there will be many women with yin and yang. This is also for the sake of the whole world, and I will pay to support these poor homeless women and find a good home for them in the future. Besides, aren’t you the beneficiaries?”

"What the King of Yan said is that such a chaotic situation is still in the shoes of the people, and I will only admire it." What the King of Yan said makes so much sense. Such lords are ready to arrange a marriage for their subordinates, so what else can they say?

In the eastern suburbs of Yecheng, the scene of crying sounds that can only deceive the people who don’t know the truth. For Sima Ji’s subordinates, don’t think they will shed a tear for this.

"Who assigned these exiled people to Jicheng? Are they memorials or the chief clerk?" He looked at the two parts that were salivating at the young and beautiful people, and his eyes were overloading searching for their favorite objects.

"Only King Yan in Jicheng is qualified. If King Yan is not in Jicheng, it should be Mrs. Yang who is responsible for this matter. You will be fine. Escort these exiled bastards back to Jicheng. If you have the chance to say a few good words, maybe the wife will give you two." One of the poems will sigh, and there is a hint of envy in the words, "We don't have the luck of you, and we still have to wait for the distribution."

"Okay, I don't dare. There are military guards everywhere in this army. How can you and I know who they are? If you are not careful, you will be dealt with. They never care whether they are soldiers or generals. How dare I deal with these prisoners?"

"That's right!" When talking about Wu Wei, both of them looked a little unnatural. If they were the subordinates of other vassal kings, they would have directly bombed the camp. Unfortunately, the situation in Youzhou is quite special. As long as the King of Yan gives an order, who dares to say no? The King of Yan has endless desire for knowledge. Any general's wives and concubines have children, and everyone comes to congratulate him. Many people feel that the couple's sleeping posture was recorded by Wu Wei.

I have never heard of what the King of Yan’s attitude is about this, but lack of attitude is the greatest deterrence. This shows that Sima Ji may not deal with you, but don’t think he doesn’t know this. The question is who knows what the King of Yan knows?

For those officials who spent money to eliminate disasters and avoid beheading and exile, they must be glad that their families still had little money, otherwise they would have been sold at a price like Sima Ji, who had long recognized money but not people. And even if they were reluctant, they would have to enter the inner city palace first after they were released from prison and thanked them for their gratitude for not killing them.

"Why are you crying?" Sima Jiman pulled his belt indifferently, looking at the untidy woman by the bed, and was very annoyed by the other party's appearance of pear blossoms and rain. He pointed to the two maids who were cleaning up and said, "Look at how obedient the women in the Prince Yan Mansion are looking at you. You dare to cry again and ask you to go down and accompany Sima Yong."

As soon as the words were finished, the woman quickly held back her crying, her shoulders exposed to the air were shaking and whispering, "I'm not unwilling to do it, but the anus is really painful."

"What should I do? I will follow the Dharma and I will naturally practice what I say. But what if there is Sima Yong's flesh and blood in your belly? I will not raise a wolf cub. Then I can only reluctantly let the two maids hold it down and walk around the back door." Sima Ji still looked like Jesus' crucifixion, and asked the two maids to change clothes for him. Then he kissed the two maids one, "There are so many women who want to sleep with me, and you have lost money. Why don't you marry a tenant or a farmer? Do you want to marry you?"

"I'm wrong, King Yan, I'm willing to follow you." The woman quickly got off the bed and knelt on the ground and begged hard. She asked Sima Ji not to bring her to the people. She was used to being rich and frugal, and following the rough men in the people, and was scared when she thought about it.

"Husband, those officials have already entered the hall and waited." Wang Shaoyi's voice had been heard by the people in the room before he came in. When he came in, he happened to encounter this scene. The atmosphere was a little awkward in an instant, and he didn't know what to say.

This is obviously what his man had done to this poor woman just now. She was very consistent with the definition of catching a villain. Sima Ji had no such problems. He put on his clothes and nodded, "What's wrong with a bunch of defeated generals? If I don't kill them, they will still have to go to the palace to thank him. Do you dare to show your dissatisfaction?"

"Of course I don't dare!" Wang Shaoyi turned his head, not knowing whether it was the waiting officials in Yecheng or her, maybe they were all. So what would happen if she saw her husband's behavior? She didn't dare to say anything either.

After watching Sima Ji leave, he helped up the woman kneeling on the ground. What should he call? Although he is not much older than himself, he is indeed an elder in his identity. He sighed in his heart and said for a long time, "Shaoyi doesn't know what to say... But isn't Prime Minister Cao the same?"

If you can't clean your husband, you can only compare the lower limit. As soon as you say it, you feel that something is wrong. Prime Minister Cao seems to have capsized in Wancheng because of this, and his confidant and eldest son were killed by Zhang Xiu. In this way, it seems that he was cursing his husband. Wang Shaoyi's mind was stubborn and suddenly became extremely chaotic.

"Madam, don't look down on me. I just want to live. King Hejian died. I am really afraid of being driven back to the people by King Yan." The woman spoke in shame, "I dare not compete with my wife for favor."

"Yeah!" Wang Shaoyi didn't know what to say. The two of them had not yet fulfilled their relationship. Every time Wang Jun asked, she would make excuses. Thinking about it, her husband sometimes seemed to be the same person.

A vassal king who looked like a man, accepted the thanks from the Yecheng officials who had escaped death. He felt no guilt at all and comforted him with great perfunctory words, "You are all serious crimes of treason. If I strictly enforce the law, none of you can escape. But seeing that you are all pillars of the country, you have to let you go. Don't look at the trivial matters of these beheaded officials reading the crimes. You should know why they died."
Chapter completed!