Chapter 231 Seizure
Before he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked in with his knife. The guards of the Zhou King along the way drew their swords and tried to stop him, but they were dealt with swiftly.
Bright red blood stained the floor. Inside the room, King Zhou sat trembling under the bed, surrounded by seventeen or eighteen skilled fighters.
Seeing that Qi Rong and Li Mingxiao had come with ill intentions, they exchanged glances and then charged forward with their knives drawn.
Qi Rong snorted, raised his hand and beckoned. His personal guards quickly surrounded him. With one kick, he knocked over the person in the lead and then slashed the attacker to death.
The dozen or so guards had all fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood alongside Qi Rong. Their martial arts skills and their swiftness in attack were remarkable. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the courtyard was filled with the corpses of Zhou Wang's guards.
Li Mingxiao squatted on the ground, wiped his blood-stained hands on the clothes of the corpse on the ground, clicked his tongue twice, and then gestured to Qi Rong: "The person should be inside, they can't have escaped."
Qi Rong hummed in agreement and strode into the room. After entering, he looked around and, upon seeing the slightly trembling bed, squinted and strode over.
The long sword was drawn and the quilt was lifted to reveal a beautiful face, like that of a lovely woman. King Zhou, Li Mingjin, was shivering in his bed with his head covered by the quilt.
After the blanket was pulled back, he saw a long knife gleaming with a cold light. He immediately let go of the blanket and crawled into the corner, using both his hands and feet.
Qi Rong pressed his long sword against Li Mingjin's thin neck. Li Mingjin was so frightened that he wet his pants. Qi Rong smelled the warm, pungent odor of urine coming from the bed and looked at Li Mingjin with even more contempt.
Qi Rong remained silent, his cold, starry eyes fixed on Li Mingjin. Li Mingjing reached out his hand and looked up at Qi Rong, who resembled a cold-faced Yama.
He feigned composure and said, "Command is yours. I won't touch you. I won't hold your personal guards against you either. Don't be impulsive. I am, after all, the emperor's younger brother. If you kill me, you won't survive either."
Qi Rong didn't speak, but simply pressed the blade inward with all his might. Li Mingjin was terrified, his liver and gallbladder trembling. He hurriedly raised his hands to beg for mercy: "Prince Qi!!! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Tell me what you want, and I will definitely grant it!!!"
A thin red line had been cut into Li Mingjin's slender neck by a long knife, and a drop of fresh blood was flowing straight down his neck.
Even Li Mingjin, with his peach-blossom face, turned deathly pale with fright.
Qi Rong lowered his head: "Are you afraid?"
Li Mingjin nodded hurriedly and stammered, "I'm scared!"
"Those you killed were afraid in life, those you burned to death were afraid in life. You were afraid? They were afraid too!!!"
After saying that, Qi Rong yanked the person off the bed and dragged him slowly toward the door as if he were a dead dog.
Li Mingjin waved his hands wildly in the air, shouting like a madman, "I am a prince! How can I be compared to such a lowly commoner? Prince Qi! Release me! If you release me, I will forgive and forget everything!!!"
Qi Rong ignored him and continued walking forward. King Zhou, Li Mingjin, who had initially begged for mercy, gradually turned into cursing. Later, he seemed to have run out of strength and was dragged by Qi Rong all the way to the prison.
Two days ago, Prince Zhou, Li Mingjin, arrived with an imperial edict, saying he was there to take over command of the troops in place of the old prince.
However, he will only serve a supervisory role and will not directly participate in the war. The emperor's plan is already out in the open: he clearly wants to find someone to monitor them.
If the two groups could coexist peacefully, that would be fine. King Zhou was an expert in all sorts of vices, and he gave the others a hard time on his very first day.
First they complained that the food wasn't fancy enough, then they said it wasn't a place for humans to live. If that were all, then so be it.
Two soldiers had barely said a few words about Li Mingjin's appearance being like a woman when Zhou Wang Li Mingjin nearly beat them to death. Later, he wandered into the disaster area and saw the disaster victims eating heartily and wolfing down their food. On a whim, he asked someone to bring him a steamed bun, saying he wanted to try it.
The person distributing the food naturally dared not disobey the prince. After offering the cornbread, the Prince of Zhou took only one bite and spat it out because he found it unpalatable.
That would have been bad enough, but when he threw the huts on the ground, many disaster victims rushed to grab them with eyes gleaming with greed. However, the prince ordered his personal guards to drive the crowd away.
He said that even the things he ate, even the things he didn't want, were not something that lowly people could eat.
Several burly men were dissatisfied with the prince's words, and after a brief argument, Prince Zhou, Li Mingjin, ordered them to be detained. The men were then whipped forty times, and the already weak disaster victims were beaten to death on the spot. After the deaths, the princes, oblivious to their own mortality, continued to utter unpleasant words in front of the disaster victims.
The indignant people rushed forward. If it weren't for the guards in the middle who stopped them and overturned the relief shelters, they would probably have been beaten to death on the spot.
After overturning the shack, King Zhou fled with his personal guards. However, the people who hadn't eaten enough that day saw the overturned shack and the scattered cornbread on the ground.
They all piled together to grab food, and dozens were trampled and injured. Behind them were many people who hadn't managed to get any food, and they were so angry that they wanted to kill King Zhou.
Several people took the lead, which directly instigated a civil unrest, and large numbers of refugees flocked to the place where King Zhou was staying.
In the end, it was only with the help of Qi Rong and Qin Zhong, who led a thousand soldiers and promised to distribute relief grain again, that the civil unrest was finally suppressed.
Unexpectedly, the vengeful King Zhou came to seek revenge in just one day. There were at least six hundred disaster victims in the city, and the person that Changning caught today didn't even bother to cover his face.
He was clearly a personal guard of King Zhou. Xiao Liu had just been ambushed on his way to exchange hostages. On his first day back in the capital, he rushed over to put out the fire without even taking a break.
If it weren't for the timely return of Xiao Liu and his group, many of the disaster victims in the western part of the city would likely have died or been injured.
The servant is so arrogant, he must have someone backing him up. Apart from this imperial nobleman, there is probably no one in Datong City who would do such a thankless task, unless he is someone whose feathers are dirty from the start.
Qi Rong grabbed the Zhou king by the collar and had him thrown violently into the prison.
Then, in a cold voice, he ordered, "From today onwards, keep a close eye on him. Send him whatever the disaster victims eat every day!!!"
The jailer glared fiercely at the Zhou king, then clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the Qi Rong and replied, "Yes, Commander!"
The Crown Prince of Qin stood at the door, peeked inside, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "Serves him right! But how do you plan to explain the one above Qi Lao Er?"
Qi Rong glanced at Li Mingxiao sideways: "I won't explain."
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