Zhao Bing looked at it for a while but couldn't tell which one was the head of the crime, and no one dared to say anything. But the guards around him were shocked, remembering the scene of his son being examined at night in Pu Shougeng's mansion. At that time, the little emperor looked like he was smiling, but he didn't know what cruelty was in his heart? These thieves dug his family's ancestral grave, which was even more ugly.

"Who are you the host?" Zhao Bing asked leisurely after drinking a cup of tea.

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"Who is the host?" Seeing the commotion below, but no one agreed. Zhao Bing frowned and asked again, and his voice became much colder.

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"All of them are dead!" Zhao Bing said with a smile when he saw that no one was still saying a word. As soon as he finished speaking, a guard immediately stepped forward, dragged two people to the ground regardless of their struggle, and pointed the gun at the back of his head and fired.

"He is, he is..." Two muffled sounds, the two monks' heads immediately opened, the sky spirit cover was lifted off, and the brain was splattered with blood. The scene was very impactful. But when they saw people coming to drag people, the outside was moving into the crowd, but they were tied up and struggling, and someone immediately stretched his neck and shouted with all his might.

"My Seng Zongyun, I wonder which of the heroes are from?" Seeing that the people around him avoided him and just kept him in the middle, Zongyun could only raise his head and asked. However, he was still a little confident. After all, his new master was walking across the south of the Yangtze River and no one could afford to offend him. These bandits and bandits simply heard that they had made a small fortune to take advantage of the situation. The worst thing is to lose money and avoid disasters.

"Haha, all the three mountains and five mountains are my own!" Zhao Bing smiled again after hearing this. It turned out that these guys didn't know their origin and regarded him as a bandit. Seeing his calm expression, he thought he had really had some cultivation at first, but he found that his body was wet, and he realized that he was not brave either.

"This... Amitabha, why does the king make things difficult for us Buddhists?" Zong Yun was stunned when he heard this, but couldn't think of what kind of person he was, and asked with a smirk.

"I heard that there was a monk from the Western Regions living in your temple. I wanted to invite him to visit the despicable place. I also bothered Master to give some advice. If you accidentally hurt the monk, it would be unsightly." Zhao Bing said with a smile, but everyone felt the strong murderous aura in it.

"This... this, the king is late, and the monk has left a few days ago!" Zong Yun hesitated and replied tentatively.

"Well, it's very good. Break one of his legs!" Zhao Bing nodded and said casually.

"Ao..." A soldier immediately stepped forward and smashed his legs with a butt. With a click, it broke into two sections. Zong Yun let out a thunderous howl and threw himself to the ground, rolling in pain. Everyone around him looked frightened when they saw this.

"Where?" Zhao Bing asked again.

"I'm really leaving..." Zong Yun gritted his teeth and still insisted.

"Break his other leg!" Zhao Bing didn't say nonsense and waved his hand again.

"Wait, that... that person is Master Yang Lianzhenjia, the general director of Jiangnan Religion!" Zong Yun was shocked when he heard this. He realized that the young man did not take human life seriously at all. He should save his life first and then make a fool of himself. So he glanced at a monk hiding in the crowd and said softly.

"Please come out!" Zhao Bing smiled and nodded, "But you're too late." As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Yun's other leg was also broken, and this time he went straight to his anger.

"This monk is the general photographer of Jiangnan, and I will release the Sa family quickly, otherwise the Khan will send a large army to wipe out all of you!" Yang Lianzhenjia was dragged to Zhao Bing by two soldiers. He struggled to stand up and shouted in stiff Chinese words, which was more bare than that Zong Yun.

"The monk has such a great face, but it scared me. He broke his legs first, so he saved him from running away!" Zhao Bing said with a chuckling.

"No, if the king wants money, some of the property in the back hall will be taken away. If it is insufficient, I will immediately send a letter to the prefect of Shaoxing for him to raise it and send it to him immediately!" Yang Lianzhenjia saw that the young man was not only unreasonable, but also a good mess. Thinking that he would definitely suffer a loss when he was tough, he immediately softened.

"It's so damn to fool me with our things!" Zhao Bing smiled and walked down, waved his hand and cursed with two big mouths.

"Who are you? If the king wants to be an official, thousands of households will choose from!" Yang Lianzhenjia's face immediately swollen, but he spit out a few teeth and said with a smile.

"Thousands of households, how big are the officials of hundreds of households? Is there any higher official position than you?" Zhao Bing frowned and asked.

"The main master has been caught and the cleaning up there is also the one over there, so let's stop playing!" Chen Dun, who was standing by, saw His Majesty talking and making fun of these people. He was a little unhappy and shook his face.

"Okay, okay, it's your turn to play, I'll do the business!" Zhao Bing said as he stood up and asked Chen Dun to sit down.

"King, great king, although the thousand households are not as powerful as the monk, they are still in charge of the land of a state." Yang Lianzhenjia saw that the two people had started to make trouble and left herself alone, and quickly reminded him loudly.

"Go and go, and give it a thousand households, and whoever likes a thousand households, he is tired of taking care of him!" Chen Dun was embarrassed this time, and he was not as good as sitting or standing. Seeing him interrupting, he waved impatiently.

"What are you angry with someone who is about to die? You will have fun later and find out all the people involved. But one must not be killed, otherwise I will not be able to explain to my ancestors. When I leave, clean up the things and then burn it with a fire!" Zhao Bing pressed Chen Dun on the chair and whispered in his ear.

"Your Majesty, isn't this a good thing?" Chen Dun felt unsure when he found that the little emperor was suddenly so 'good' to him. He asked with his head raised.

"You said it right. It's a bit inappropriate for me to do these things by being the emperor, but you can!" Zhao Bing patted Qi's shoulder and said, "If I hadn't been afraid of those old men talking, I wouldn't have given you such a fun thing. You can break their fingers one by one, smash their toes one by one, and pull out their teeth one by one... They cried and called their parents, but they couldn't die. And they would say whatever you asked, but don't be polite. But if there is one less thing I copied back, see how I deal with you!"

"Your Majesty... you are so bad!" After hearing the little emperor's teachings, Chen Dun felt chill in his heart, and pointed at him with his lips.

"We will go back to Commander Su, and we will leave it to Commander Chen to deal with it, Liu Qian!" After Zhao Bing finished his explanation, he no longer paid attention to Chen Dun who was sad and cried, and said to Su Haiping, commander of the Third Battalion...

Zhao Bing returned to save more energy. He didn't expect that there were still war horses in the temple, which were probably the ones that Yang Lianzhenjia and his group of people came here. When they returned to the cemetery, they had already stopped cooking. The Yuan army waiting here was killed by a surprise attack and more than a hundred prisoners were captured. The rest crawled into the forest and escaped. However, the mausoleum area had been searched and a guard post was set up at the commanding heights, so they dared to let him stroll in it.

As the main battlefield of the first battle, Zhao Bing must first be familiar with the terrain, but this time he dare not ride a horse. Before entering the magistrate, there are horse pavilions and treading pavilions. People who enter the magistrate area must dismount and tidy up their appearance to show respect. The burial here is his ancestors. If he does not abide by the rules, others may not take them to heart and have to laugh at him, so he can only hold his legs.

There were also a guide who accompanied him, Luo Xian, the chief of the imperial tomb. After being driven away, he did not go far, but was hiding around. Today, he came to check it out and was caught by the guards. After he announced his identity, he was sent to Zhao Bing. He didn't have to think about how much anger and how much hardship he suffered after the fall of the Song Dynasty. How could he blame him? He comforted him and let him take him to observe the terrain. With such a living map that is familiar with every grass and every tree in the mausoleum, it was much more convenient.

The entire mausoleum area is located at the northern foot of Huiji Mountain. It is located in Qinglong Mountain in the east, Xinweijian in the south, Wuhuling in the west, Wulianshan in the north, and is surrounded by mist and mountain in the middle. The terrain is slightly lower in the southeast and slightly higher in the northwest. The mountains are surrounded by mountains, and streams flow along the mausoleum area, forming the best pattern of ancient Feng Shui theory. Since Huizong also accumulated in Baoshan, Baoshan had seven imperial tombs and palaces, and the emperors and empresses of the Song Dynasty were buried separately, so there were also seven empress mausoleums, including the Mausoleum of Empress Meng, the Mausoleum of Empress Wei, the Mausoleum of Empress Wei, the Mausoleum of Empress Xing, the Mausoleum of Empress Wu, the Mausoleum of Empress Xie, and the Mausoleum of Empress Yang.

The tombs are roughly divided into two areas: the north and south. The north of Xinniangjian in the southern area is the Xiaozong Mausoleum, the southwest is the Gaozong Mausoleum, the southeast is the Guangzong Mausoleum, and the northeast is the Ningzong Mausoleum; the south of Wulian Mountain in the northern area is the Lizong Mausoleum, and the west is the Duzong Mausoleum. The Shendao starts from the foot of the Houtou Mountain in Paikou Village. The road is paved with flat cobblestones. The ancient cypresses on both sides of the road are solemn, and the atmosphere is solemn. Pass the tomb of Empress Dowager Meng, the Gaozong Mausoleum, the Xiaozong Mausoleum, the Guangzong Mausoleum, the Ningzong Mausoleum, and the north to Huizong Mausoleum, Lizong Mausoleum and Duzong Mausoleum.

The original intention of the construction of the Liuling Song Dynasty was to temporarily resettle. After the lost land was recovered, the Songling Song Dynasty was buried in Yong'an. At the beginning of the establishment of the tomb, the eight counties under Yuezhou were divided into places to build roads and bridges. The current situation was over, and there was no hope of returning to the burial, so there was only the burial of Baoshan. With the increase of the number of tombs, the area of ​​the tomb expanded. According to Luo Xian, the entire area of ​​the tomb was banned from 3,735 mu and 38 mu and 90 mu of land.

In addition, the scale of the Southern Song tombs is smaller than that of the Northern Song tombs. The distance between each tombs is only one mile, and some are close at a distance. Some are more than 30 miles away, and the scale is far less than before. Because it is temporarily buried, there are no groups of stone carvings in front of the Southern Song tombs, and there is no spiritual platform on the tombs. Only three halls called "**" are built to shade the imperial halls so that "not reaching the energy of heaven and earth, and the light of the sun and the moon are not visible." The depth of the tombs is generally only a dozen feet, five or six feet, and the tombs are closed with stones.

The buildings generally follow the rules of the upper palace and lower palace of the Northern Song Dynasty. The upper palace does not have a Lingtai. There are Lingxing Gate, Hall Gate, Offering Hall, ** and other buildings. The lower palace has front and back halls, divine chef pavilions, warehouses, and dressing room. Although the city is built independently, there is no magic wall, and it goes out everywhere. As for what is inside, time is tight now, Zhao Bing has no time to take a closer look, so he can only take a quick look outside and just take a quick look.

When he arrived at the stolen Lizong Mausoleum, Zhao Bing could not walk anymore. The bamboo fence on the periphery was pushed into it, and it was dug in a mess. The stone strips covering the underground palace were dragged out. The cypress wood floor, coffin, and apricot hall were smashed, and fragments of porcelain were scattered on the ground. Before Zhao Bing could squeeze out two tears to show his sadness, he was startled by Luo Xian's scream. He turned his head and saw that he was crying with a corpse hanging upside down on the tree. He realized that the events in history had happened again. The corpse of Lizong was hanging there, and it was the control of mercury!

Zhao Bing hurriedly stepped forward and asked someone to cut the rope and put the body on the ground. He saw that the body had already shriveled and black after seeing the wind, like dry meat. Fortunately, his head was still there, and Yang Lianzhenjia had not twisted it off, and the corner of his mouth was opened to the ear, which might be the night pearl taken from his mouth in history records. The corpse was not dressed in a mess, and only underwear was left. He hurriedly took off his shirt and covered the body. Then he found the scattered corpse of Queen Wu not far away, and quickly became restrained and placed it in the front hall for temporary storage, waiting to be rebuilt.

"Go and take all those involved in the destruction of the tombs, and hang them all upside down on the trees to comfort the spirits of the ancestors!" This is like the usual memorial service. Before, most people looked as if nothing had happened, and even laughed. However, Ai Le and the crying of relatives of the family were almost wet. However, this is not pretending, but being immersed, and Eye Ran was infected after seeing it. The same was true for Zhao Bing at this time. He had already seen the situation in his mind countless times, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't control his feelings and shouted loudly and ordered.

"Subordinate to the order!" Tian Zhong, who was accompanying him, immediately bowed and took the people to pick them up.

Not long after, all the people involved in the destruction of the tomb were brought. There were a hundred monks and a half, and many of them were covered with scars, as if they were tortured by Chen Dun. He originally wanted to make a joke, but when he saw the little emperor's face was angry, he quickly shut up and poured all the prisoners off on the big trees on both sides of the Shinto as instructed, even Zong Yun, whose legs were broken, was no exception.

"Kill you thieves to death..." Luo Xian was even more jealous when the enemy met. He attacked Zong Yun with a painful blow, which made him cry and howl, and those people were hung upside down and screamed in terror.

"Your Majesty, this is the culprit of the destruction of the tomb. I will bear to kill him with my own hands!" When I saw Yang Lianzhenjia, Luo Xian punched and kicked him like a crazier. After snatching the knife, he thought he would cut him.

"So you are the deceased Yu Nie of Song. If you kill the Buddha, you can still escape from heaven!" Yang Lianzhenjia also understood the truth, and knew that he could not escape death. He spat bloody spit and cursed.

"Haha, the way of heaven is circulating, have you ever thought of retribution again?" Zhao Bing waved his hand, and the guard pulled the rope and hung it up.

"What do you want to do to Master Buddha?" Yang Lianzhenjia shouted, twisting his body hard.
Chapter completed!