Blood flowed from the outer hall through the inner palace gate into the inner hall, and the smell of blood soon spread in the inner hall. Jing Mo and Su Zhao looked at the blood gradually flowing across all the ground in the inner hall. They could imagine not only the situation in the outer hall, but also the situation in the entire Jiuyan City.
"Killing just one Mo Wen is useless," Jing Mo whispered to Su Zhao, "As long as the Temple of Eternal Life is still there, if this Mo Wen dies, a second Mo Wen will appear. Cut off the trunk of the tree and bury the roots deep underground. After some time, the tree will grow again. Mingchen, we are not trying to kill a person. We are trying to kill a belief."
Su Zhao listened to Jing Mo in silence. Jing Mo was not a man of few words, but he had never heard Jing Mo say words like this, which sounded like explanations and self-defenses.
"If I tell the princess, she may not understand," Jing Mo said, "I don't know how to tell her either."
Su Zhao looked at Jing Mo.
"I have other methods I can use, but none of them are as thorough as this one," Jing Mo said, shaking his head slightly.
Su Zhao finally spoke: "Since it has been done, why are you still saying so much?" The butcher knife has fallen, what's the point of saying all this now?
Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with some regret: "Yeah, what's the point of me saying this? When I killed the entire Zhou family, I thought about sparing the women and children, as well as the servants, but..."
Seeing Jing Mo stopped talking halfway through, Su Zhao asked, "Just what?"
"But how can I let these people off?" Jing Mo said, "Once this precedent is set, won't those who betray me in the future be lucky and fearless?"
Why should the entire clan be executed for treason? Isn't this a form of intimidation? If this intimidation is gone, how many more traitors will there be? If people have no worries, then there will be no taboos, right?
Su Zhao was silent for a moment, then asked, "Did the princess say anything?"
Jing Mo smiled bitterly, and Yu Xiaoxiao said nothing. In fact, she never told him anything about the Zhou Mansion again.
"She didn't say anything, which means she understands," Su Zhao said, "What else do you want from her?"
Su Zhao could understand what Jing Mo was thinking at the moment. In essence, they were the same type of people, loving power, wanting to control everything, wanting everything to be perfect, and wanting to have both. In Yu Xiaoxiao's heart, Jing Mo was a kind and benevolent person who met all the standards of a lover for Her Royal Highness the Princess, but Jing Mo could never become Gu Xinglang. Even though he fought on the battlefield, he always had a pure land in his heart. He adhered to the duties of a general, but after taking off his armor, he lived in harmony with the world.
I want to, but I know I can't do it.
Su Zhao looked at the blood under his feet and smiled, then said to Jing Mo, "Don't think about it anymore."
Jing Mo took off the red robe he was still wearing and threw it into the blood on the ground.
Zuo You walked into the inner hall with a sword in hand, looked at the two people sitting there, and said, "You two are so free. There is a life-and-death fight going on outside, and you two are sitting here chatting?"
"Where is Zhuo Jun?" Jing Mo asked.
"Someone's looking through the dead bodies outside," Zuo You sat down, picked up the teapot on the coffee table and took a sip of tea.
"Where is Brother Gu?" Su Zhao asked.
Before Su Zhao finished his words, the bead curtain sounded and Gu Xingnuo walked in from the outer hall.
Zuo You said, "You came just in time. Su Zhao was asking you."
Jing Mo pointed to the empty seat next to him and asked Young Master Gu to sit there.
"There's a fire in the city," Young Master Gu said as he stood up instead of sitting down. "There are sixteen fires. All the people in the outer hall are dead. Do we have to continue fighting?"
Jing Mo said, "Sixteen, the battle in that city hasn't been completed yet."
"Then how many fires did you arrange?" Zuo You asked.
"Thirty-nine," Jing Mo whispered a number.
Young Master Gu and his two companions...this man actually treated his own city so cruelly!
Nanny Wang stood at the foot of the courtyard wall and asked Xiao Wei, the first and second chiefs, who were standing on the wall, "What's going on outside?"
The eldest master said, "We are currently killing people. Don't worry, Ma'am. No one will come to our place."
"What on earth happened?" asked Nanny Wang.
"Nothing." Xiao Wei turned around and looked at Nanny Wang and said, "Mammy, we'll have to fight outside for a while, go and rest."
The old Taoist was sitting on the floor of the corridor, telling fortunes with coins, while Er Gouzi and a few others were squatting nearby and watching.
"Up north and down south, the dragon is noble and the tiger is fierce, the position of Kun is..."
Er Gouzi listened to the Taoist muttering, but he didn't understand for a long time, so he just asked the Taoist: "Is this good or bad?"
The old Taoist looked confused and said, "I don't know."
"go!"
The other idiots booed at the Taoist priest and dispersed. They were fools to have hope in this charlatan!
The loud noise of the building collapsing was heard by everyone.
The eldest boss turned his head and shouted, "A building in the inner palace has collapsed!"
"Hey!" In front of the collapsed building that caught fire, a concubine fell to the ground crying.
The little prince in the building was no longer making any sound.
The eunuchs and palace servants pulled the concubine, who was no more than 20 years old, to leave, but several masked men blocked their way. The bright knife reflected the firelight, which was bright red, but it made people shudder. After a while, there were several more corpses on the ground. The masked men continued to look for the next target, and the corpses on the ground died with their eyes open.
The vassal kings were originally a means for the Jing royal family to consolidate their rule, but with the increasing number of royal children, the separatist rule of the vassal states became a cancer that hindered the control of imperial power. Reducing the power of the vassal states would lead to war, and no emperor would be willing to see civil strife in the country under his rule. Today, Jing Mo found an opportunity, and he did not let it go. Most of the vassal kings, the princes who were about to be enfeoffed, would die at the hands of the "Eternal Life Temple", and he would avenge these members of the royal family.
The fire in Jiuyan City burned from early morning to night, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that the capital of Zhuri gradually calmed down. People stood in the devastated city like frightened birds, watching the blood-stained officers and soldiers carrying the murderer's body passing by. The monks, the murderers, the ordination certificates of the Yongsheng Temple, the Buddhist beads, everything pointed to the Yongsheng Temple.
So the people of Jiuyan City were angry.
It's not that no one doubted the evidence, because it was too obvious. But would an emperor massacre his own subjects in order to start a war? Burn down his own capital? And on his wedding day? In comparison, these doubts about the evidence were too obvious and too deliberate, and were drowned out by the anger of most people towards the Temple of Eternal Life.
On the second day of his wedding, Jing Mo announced that he would send troops to seek revenge.
Soon after, the four countries of Fengtian, Suzaku, Azure Dragon and White Tiger also announced that they would send troops to attack the Eternal Life Temple.
The Yongsheng Temple soon issued another order to protect the Buddha, calling on believers all over the world to go to the Yongsheng Temple to protect the Buddha.
At the same time as the order to protect Buddha was issued, there was an edict issued by King Guining of Xuanwu, stating that the Gui royal family would keep the promise made by their ancestors to the Yongsheng Temple, and the Xuanwu army would go to the Yongsheng Temple today to protect Buddha.
The war between imperial power and the Holy See officially began.
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