Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 318: Three Articles of Agreement after Entering the Capital, Duke Pei was Promoted to King of Han!

Hong Zhu wiped away the tears from his eyes, nodded vigorously, and walked out of the mansion, conveying Pei Gong's order.

Liu Hong was probably very tired. He muttered to himself with his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Now I finally understand why the First Emperor went through so much trouble to find the so-called elixir of life."

"I have so many things to do in my life, but I don't know how many years God is willing to give me!"

If Liu Hong could live forever, there would be no need to sacrifice Liu Ying.

Even in this rebellion, the death of 100,000 people was unnecessary.

He can slowly survive until he reaches Mount Dadong, break through to become a grandmaster in one fell swoop, and build his own power.

After Emperor Qing died, Liu Hong raised the flag of rebellion and took the whole country into his possession in one fell swoop.

There is not even any need to purge the aristocratic families on a large scale.

Because as long as Liu Hong is alive and continues to implement his policies, no one dares to jump up.

Zhang Liang comforted softly.

"Pei Gong, when you succeed in breaking through to the Grandmaster level, you will naturally live a long life, sort out the injustices in the world, and bring peace and prosperity to the people."

Liu Hong curled his lips. Now Zhang Liang was starting to make promises for him.

His expression returned to its usual indifferent look.

"Perhaps you are right, but there is no need. If I get it, I am lucky. If I lose it, I will die!"

"Each generation has its own mission. I am destined not to be able to accomplish everything. As long as I leave behind a hope, that's enough."

Sang Wen gently rubbed Liu Hong's temple, feeling a little distressed.

If Kyoto is captured and Emperor Qing dies in Mount Dadong, the entire precarious Qing Kingdom can almost be contained in the hands of Pei Gong.

And now Pei Gong is only in his thirties!
He is at an age full of vigor and vitality, but now he is saying discouraging words.

Zhang Liang also fell silent and clenched his fists tightly.

Liu Hong shook his head and held on to his tired body.

"I have just arrived in Kyoto, and I don't have much time left here. I can only use severe punishments in troubled times."

"Three rules: No one will be allowed into the capital, and no one will tear down the house if they freeze to death! Anyone who kills will be killed, and anyone who injures or steals will be punished as well! Treat some members of the royal family well, and send the rest back to the capital!"

Zhang Liang hesitated when he heard Liu Hong's words.

"Pei Gong! You should understand the hearts of soldiers, not to mention there is a marquis with millions of gold and households!"

One hundred thousand soldiers captured Kyoto in just ten days, and more than thirty thousand were killed or wounded. Even with the Second Prince as an insider, this was unavoidable.

These people were crying out for food, looking forward to the reward from Pei Gong.

Or he could massacre Kyoto in blood to vent out his anger of the past few days.

Liu Hong's behavior may make people resentful!
This is what Zhang Liang is worried about.

A cold light flashed in Liu Hong's eyes.

"Didn't the noble families in the seven counties of the capital fail to flee? There are also corrupt officials, plus the national treasury and the royal family's private treasury."

"If this is not enough, except for the wealthy families, all small and medium-sized landlords who resist will have their homes confiscated and their land divided up!"

The bloody voice revealed countless indifference.

Liu Hong has been running the martial arts hall in Qianlong Bay for ten years, isn't it just for today?

It is easy to conquer the world, but difficult to keep it!

Coupled with the talents cultivated over the years, Liu Hong is able to break away from the court and show his talents in the capital.

Maybe one day I will need the land, money and food from the noble families, but not today.

Zhang Liang seemed to smell blood in the air and nodded helplessly.

For three days, Kyoto was very quiet, with almost no impact on the residents.

Kyoto was also very noisy. Once upon a time, thousands of people were beheaded every day in a bloody manner based on the evidence of crimes.

What greeted them was the cheers of the soldiers.

Countless silver, grain and land were distributed, and countless officials were promoted exceptionally.

There must have been corruption in Liu Hong's army, but under the bloody threat, even the lower-level soldiers didn't feel anything.

The vigor of the emerging dynasty begins to unfold at this moment.

In the general's mansion, a somewhat plain-made and crudely made Han King's robe was placed in front of Liu Hong.

Liu Hong gently took the clothes and found it felt good. After all, it was made of royal silk.

But the workmanship is a little hard to describe. The tailor of the palace kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, suppressing the fear in his heart and explaining tremblingly.

"Pei Gong, I really have no choice. Three days is too short."

The surrounding generals looked at the royal robe with anger in their eyes and their hair standing on end. They wished they could hack this guy to death on the spot.

Any crown and robes of the Nanqing royal family are more exquisite than this royal robe.

Could it be that this guy is missing the old dynasty and deliberately embarrassing Liu Hong?
Liu Hong felt helpless and signaled Hong Zhu to give the tailor ten taels of silver.

"I am indeed quite dissatisfied, but it's not the workmanship, but the fabric! The fabric is so good, I can't bear to make more."

The tailor stood there in a daze, taking the silver somewhat at a loss.

I don’t understand Liu Hong’s train of thought.

Wasn't luxury prevalent in the royal families of all dynasties? Even the sloppy-looking Emperor Qing wore clothes made of carefully selected special fabrics.

The surrounding generals also did not understand.

Liu Hong put on the royal robe and began to explain to the people around him.

"A new country has just been founded, and a revolution is needed! I should not set off a trend of extravagance. Clothes do not have to be gorgeous, as long as they are wearable. Palaces do not have to be exquisite, as long as they are livable."

"This money would be enough to feed tens of thousands of people if it were used for the people."

"As a king, you cannot abandon the people for your own selfish desires."

The surrounding generals nodded and praised Liu Hong's wisdom.

Liu Hong sneered.

Without looking back, he walked towards the Qing Temple, where the ceremonial procession for his enthronement as king and offering sacrifices to heaven took place.

Liu Hong would be very happy if these generals could say something shocking.

Just like Zhang Liang, Han Xin has strong personalities, even when he is against Liu Hong.

As long as there are sufficient reasons, Liu Hong will be willing to accept advice.

If these generals regard themselves as heroes and indulge in extravagance, Liu Hong will definitely spit on them harshly.

These people are not worthy of being called heroes, they are just meritorious dogs!
He hasn't even started to enjoy it, so how can his subordinates dare to enjoy it?
There were many soldiers standing around the Qing Temple, holding spears, which were enough to stop any disloyal people around.

Liu Hong, with a large group of potential ministers, walked towards the Qing Temple step by step.

The three priests of the Qing Temple looked at the huge team that was coming to claim the throne.

Liu Hong's facial expression could hardly conceal the majesty of the emperor's face, which could make people breathless even at a distance of dozens of meters.

The three priests sighed deeply.

"Yu Ping, you are right. Pei Gong is truly a man of heaven. Why didn't I notice it at the beginning?"

Yu Ping laughed softly, and the ascetic monks he led were clearly distinguished from the three priests and others.

"Master Priest, please wait. Pei Gong's true appearance has not yet been revealed."

The expressions of the three priests changed for a long time. Pei Gong was so powerful when he was crowned king. He could hardly even think about being crowned emperor.

Yu Ping, along with a large group of ascetics, knelt down directly.

The royal robes Liu Hong wore were crude, but no one dared to laugh at him.

In his eyes, there was only respect and fear.

Liu Hong held up the manifesto and spoke loudly in the main hall of the Qing Temple.

"I am the one chosen by heaven. Today, the people support me. I officially proclaim myself king. The name of my country is Han. I uphold the virtue of fire and will carry out reforms!"

When the three priests heard Liu Hong's unfair remarks, their faces twitched constantly.

However, Yu Ping and others were all smiling, waiting for Liu Hong to finish reading the manifesto.

The three priests had no choice but to endure it.

Liu Hong burned three incense sticks and also burned the manifesto with fire, with green smoke continuously rising.

It means that God already knows about this.

Han Xin, Fatty Lu, Fan Dabing and others knelt on the ground, their faces flushed with excitement and shouted loudly.

"King of Han, King of Han!"

The sound echoed from the Qing Temple all the way to the entire capital city.

Princess Li Yunrui in the Guangxin Palace of the imperial palace woke up in shock, pushed away the prince who was sleeping beside her, and looked towards the direction of the Qing Temple with an extremely complicated look in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)