Chapter 119 The melon from southern Xinjiang did not disappoint her, it was really exciting!
"What?" Long Wudi jumped up from the dragon chair.
"Explain to me why we owe Daxia 500,000 taels of silver."
His face was almost distorted.
Five hundred thousand taels of silver!
There are few people in southern Xinjiang, and the annual tax revenue is no more than 5 million taels. Now one-tenth of it has been reduced. How can he not feel distressed?
"This is what happened..." Kang You told what happened at the banquet, focusing on the fact that the high priest provoked Lu Yanshi.
"That is the will of God. God told me that there is something strange about the Ninth Princess." Yang Jiuxiao retorted coldly.
"Is it God's will, or is it just something you made up? Don't you know what's going on?" Kang You could no longer bear it.
I originally wanted to tell His Majesty their plan in secret, but I didn't expect Yang Jiuxiao to press on step by step.
"Are you questioning God?" Yang Jiuxiao's expression turned cold and solemn.
Long Wudi's heart was pounding, and he had a bad feeling. However, his long-standing belief in the gods and trust in the high priest made him subconsciously blame Kang You.
"Master Kang, be careful with your words."
"Your Majesty, the high priest has deceived you. He made the wrong choice of this saint. She had no divine power from the beginning!" Kang You felt very aggrieved and told him everything he had heard that day.
Yin Yuehua's face suddenly turned pale.
It’s over. How did Kang You find out about this?
But when did she say those words to the high priest? How come she didn't know?
"What nonsense. I had just woken up that day and was still unconscious. How could I possibly say these words to the Saint? Even if Lord Kang is dissatisfied with me and wants to slander me, he should have found some good reasons." Yang Jiuxiao's expression remained unchanged.
He had already imagined that this situation would happen, so he had rehearsed it many times in advance.
If he encounters such a situation, what should he do?
"The Saint's divine power was destroyed by the Ninth Princess of Daxia. Not only did they not apologize, but they blamed us and forced us to pay a compensation of 600,000 taels of silver. Your Majesty, are we going to tolerate such a great humiliation?" Yang Jiuxiao changed the subject and looked at Long Wudi.
Long Wudi said nothing.
The terrain in their southern border is rugged and easy to defend but difficult to attack. If they defend here, it will be difficult for other countries to break in. But if they take the initiative to attack, the result will probably be different.
There are few people in southern Xinjiang and they cannot withstand the ravages of war.
"Your Majesty, I have evidence." Kang You was no fool, and he had prepared the evidence long ago.
He sent his confidants back to southern Xinjiang in advance to collect evidence of the high priest's crimes.
"In the past few years, the Saint's prophecies have only come true five times out of ten. Among these five times, some were fake miracles fabricated by the high priest who bribed the people. The witnesses I sent to investigate are waiting outside the temple."
Yang Jiuxiao didn't expect Kang You to have dug so deep into the matter. He was so angry that he took action immediately.
"Kang You, you are disrespectful to the gods. This priest can only appease the wrath of the gods by killing you."
"Your Majesty, please save me!" Kang You quickly hid behind Long Wudi.
Long Wudi didn't expect the high priest to attack as soon as he said so, so he subconsciously raised his palm to fight back.
"Your Majesty, you don't believe me anymore?" Yang Jiuxiao was shocked by his palm and took several steps back.
"If you have nothing to hide, why are you in such a hurry to kill me and silence me? God loves the world, so how could he kill innocent people?" Kang You jumped up from behind Long Wudi and refuted Yang Jiuxiao.
Yang Jiuxiao's expression became increasingly ugly.
Long Wudi saw the murderous intent hidden in his eyes, became alert, drew the long sword at his waist, and took the initiative to attack.
The late emperor named him Wudi because he was very talented in martial arts and was invincible in the army.
He is not one of those emperors who only ask for protection.
Yang Jiuxiao was beaten back step by step by Long Wudi.
"Your Majesty, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." Yang Jiuxiao wiped the blood from his lips and chanted a spell in a low voice.
A black mist rose from the ground and swept him in.
Kang You was horrified and immediately pulled the emperor behind him. Unfortunately, with his height of 1.7 meters, he could not stop the tall and strong Long Wudi.
"Your Majesty, Yang Jiuxiao will definitely use evil magic. You go first." He drew his sword and rushed towards the black mist.
Long Wudi didn't know what to say for a moment.
She had been hiding behind him before, but now she rushed in front of him. Kang Aiqing's thoughts were really hard to figure out.
"Yang Jiuxiao, prepare to die." Kang You was determined to die and chopped down with his sword.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the black mist, he fell to the ground.
Long Wudi took several steps back, and the guards around him also surrounded him.
Yang Jiuxiao turned into a ball of black mist and killed all the guards.
The corpses were all covered in blood, it was a horrible sight.
Long Wudi took a few steps back and swung the sword in front of him very quickly, as if he was weaving an impenetrable net.
The mist could never get close to him.
"Boom."
There was a loud thunder.
Yang Jiuxiao suddenly felt something was wrong in the dark mist. He didn't care about killing Long Wudi and immediately escaped.
Thunder fell from the sky.
The black mist on his body was broken apart, and Yang Jiuxiao let out screams. A moment later, he turned into ashes, without even a complete body left.
Long Wudi was simply stunned.
The palace maids and eunuchs who were lucky enough to survive all knelt on the ground, crossed their arms over their chests, hugged themselves, and kowtowed to the deep pit that had been dug.
"God forgive me."
Everyone is repeating this sentence.
Long Wudi recovered from his shock and quickly walked to Kang You's side.
He sniffed his breath and said happily, "Call the witch doctor quickly to save Lord Kang."
The palace maids and eunuchs immediately became busy.
Long Wudi looked at Yin Yuehua standing aside with cold eyes.
Yin Yuehua was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell to her knees: "Your Majesty, spare my life."
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[Oh wow, Lord Kang actually dared to hide behind the emperor, he is so brave. ]
[Tian Dao's aim was pretty good this time, and he hit that bad guy.]
[Hahaha, this fake saint is doomed. ]
Lu Li was enjoying the melon very much.
The melons from southern Xinjiang did not disappoint her, they were really great!
Lu Yanshi guessed Yang Jiuxiao's ending from her few words. It seemed that the 500,000 taels of silver owed by Southern Xinjiang would be returned soon.
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Long Wudi sneered and ordered his men to capture Yin Yuehua and drag her to a dark room for interrogation.
Upon learning that he had been deceived for so many years, Long Wudi was furious.
"You're such a jerk, Yang Jiuxiao." He gritted his teeth.
Yang Jiuxiao was struck to ashes by the sudden lightning, not even a corpse was left. He couldn't even whip the corpse to vent his anger.
He stared at Yin Yuehua who was tied up with iron chains.
Yin Yuehua shuddered when she saw his vicious eyes.
Ever since she became a saint, people have looked at her with admiration and awe, and almost no one dares to look at her in such a way.
A wave of panic surged in her heart.
How will His Majesty torture her?