"As long as we want to announce the effects he received, we can find other ways to replace it."
For example, instead of punishing other officials, it is better to directly purge the entire country.
For example, if you want to ruin his reputation, you can remove him from the list, let him die suddenly and not be buried in Babaoshan. I believe that if you do these things, the outside world will only speculate on the bad outcome.
As long as you have power, you can do anything.
Zhang Gong concluded, "I agree with Marshal Lin. Everyone, don't forget that Ge Yumin colluded with several units in Kyoto and the local army. There are also matters concerning officials in Kyoto and the local areas that have not yet been dealt with. Don't let this damned person affect China's development. Otherwise, the gains will outweigh the losses."
Everyone thought about these words carefully.
yes.
His death is a foregone conclusion.
No matter how he died, we couldn't just ignore the real business for a man who had committed so many evil deeds.
"We suggest that he be put to death by slow slicing."
Mr. Li voted by raising his hand.
Political Commissar Wang: "Neither do I."
Lord Wang, Lord Li, Commander Liao, and Lin Qingqing: "No objection."
The first thing to discuss is the end.
Zhang Gong raised a second question: "When will he be executed, and what crimes will the others be convicted of?"
This time everyone was of the same mind: "The sooner the better."
"As for the others who followed Ge Yumin in treason and betrayed their country, the Li army will uniformly execute them regardless of whether they committed a major or minor crime. The families of these people will also be strictly investigated and sentenced."
The subsequent discussion went very smoothly.
Zhang Gong finally set a time.
"Since all the information known to the public is outdated, we will be gathering at 7 a.m. at the special training camp base."
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is blowing gently. It is the beginning of spring.
From a narrow and dilapidated courtyard, there was a constant sound of crying.
"My dear father, Yingying has been beaten so badly that her life is in danger, and Dajun..."
"Today I will go and ask the Li family steward to ask the young master to be lenient."
After saying this, Li Liu's eyes became dull. Now their family was in a terrible disaster!
Li Yingying had a splitting headache, and the constant crying around her made her even more irritated. She shouted, "Stop crying."
When Li Wang heard the sound, she stood up instantly and pounced on Li Yingying.
"Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you, Yingying, you are not dead."
Li Yingying was severely pressured.
After seeing the person rushing towards him clearly, he found that he did not recognize him, so he asked casually, "Who are you?"
When Mrs. Li Wang heard this, she froze in place and burst into tears again, "Dad, has Yingying been beaten stupid?"
Li Liu went forward to look at his daughter. She seemed to be in good spirits, with bright eyes, and didn't seem to have any problems.
Li Yingying turned her eyes to the side and was stunned. It turned out that this was not the ward. Wasn't she crossing the road and hit by a speeding sports car and flew out?
Just as she was about to think about it, her headache got worse, and a wave of memories that did not belong to her emerged from her mind.
She was originally the child of a servant in County Magistrate Li's household, a slave family for generations! At the tender age of fifteen, she had been spotted by the family's only young master, Li Zhengwei, two years earlier. Over the years, she had been kept under his father's control and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.
But it turned out that as she grew older, her face grew more mature, and even without makeup she looked like a peach blossom. Seeing this, Li Zhengwei felt like he was burning in the fire every day.
It happened that County Magistrate Li had been away on official business these two days, so yesterday Li Zhengwei ordered the chief steward Li Zhong to tie up Yuan Yu and bring him back to relieve his anger.
However, Yuan Yu refused to obey and injured Li Zhengwei in many places during the bridal chamber.
Li Zhengwei ordered Li Zhong to beat Yuan Yu half to death and throw him back to his own dilapidated courtyard.
Li Yingying held her forehead and thought about it. It seemed that she had traveled through time. Now that she was alive in her original body, she had to inherit everything from her.
Li Yingying looked at the house in front of her. There were two beds, a dining table at the main door, and four stools. It was so simple that it couldn't be any simpler.
Mr. and Mrs. Li Liu were too honest, cowardly and incompetent, so in recent years their monthly wages were often deducted by the manager for various reasons.
Their family of four lived worse than others who farmed the land.
"Yingying, I'm your mother." Woohoo~ Woohoo~
Li Yingying looked at the woman in front of her. She had been a slave all her life. She should be in her thirties, but she looked like she was around fifty.
Li Yingying's expression relaxed, and she said to the woman:
"Mom, I'm fine. I was hit on the head, so I wasn't thinking straight just now."
When Mr. and Mrs. Li Liu saw that Li Yingying was fine, they were relieved, but then they started to look sad again.
It turned out that Yuan's brother Li Dajun saw his sister being beaten half to death, so he went to find the general manager for discussion, but he hasn't come back yet.
Li Liu said with a worried tone, "Your brother went to see Manager Li yesterday. It's been a whole day, and he still hasn't come back."
The couple were honest and timid people, so they could only wait since the person had not returned. Li Liu thought that he was his only son in this generation, and if something happened to him, he would not be able to apologize to his ancestors even in the underworld.
Li Liu sat beside the bed, thinking about how to negotiate with the steward.
While Li Wangshi and his daughter were talking, he walked to the table, poured a bowl of water, and handed it to Li Yingying.
"Yingying, you've been unconscious all day. Drink some water first. I'll make you some rice porridge right away."
Li Yingying took the bowl and only felt her throat dry and a little sore when she saw the water. Just as she was about to drink the water, a metallic voice rang out in her head:
"Congratulations, Ms. Li Yingying. To make up for your untimely death, based on your previous education and value, we are giving you the Cultural Relics Mall System."
Then, a transparent floating panel appeared in front of Li Yingying. It was a shopping mall with all kinds of goods, but the prices were marked in silver.
Li Yingying closed the product page, and a lock icon appeared on the panel, pointing at the bowl in her hand.
[Beep! An ordinary Song Dynasty pottery bowl. Valued at five taels of silver. Available for sale and exchange.]
It turns out that it is a modern measure of value and is converted into silver for use.
Looking at Mr. Li who was still sitting next to her, he didn't notice anything unusual on Li Yingying's side. It seemed that only she could see it.
Two options appear on the screen: Sell and Exchange.
Li Yingying clicked on the redemption button, and thousands of products appeared to choose from.
Li Yingying entered medicine into the search bar, and received a package of anti-inflammatory medicine, painkiller, medicine for traumatic injuries, and safflower oil.
The medicine I had just chosen appeared out of thin air on the bed in front of me.
Li Yingying quickly hid under the quilt.
After 1 second, the panel disappeared and Li Yingying's vision returned to normal.
Li Yingying didn't expect that an ordinary pottery bowl could be exchanged for so many things. She had a plan in mind.
"Dad, tomorrow I'll go with you to find Manager Li and ask about my brother's affairs."
Li Liu nodded absentmindedly.
Li Yingying felt sore all over and her head was hit. She lay down, took some pills and rested, wanting her body to recover as soon as possible.
Soon, Li Wangshi prepared some rice, brought it over, and called them to eat.
The dim light from the flickering candles allowed me to barely make out three bowls of porridge and a bowl of pickles on the table.
Li Yingying sat on a creaky stool, picked up the bowl, and took a sip.
"Pah~"
The door was kicked open and three or four people rushed in. Li Zhong was the leader and stood in the courtyard and said:
"Li Liu, your whole family, get out here right now!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
