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Chapter 385 If a ruler treats his subjects like dirt, then the subjects will treat their ruler like an enemy. (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

"Inspector Yuan Xiong, the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief, is suspected of accepting bribes of 600,000 taels of silver, forcibly seizing 178 hectares of farmland, raping 11 women, and, on the orders of Emperor Yuanjing, framing 29 honest and upright court officials over the years, driving them to their deaths in the Ministry of Justice prison... He should be executed!"

"The Duke of Cao forcibly seized 38 hectares of military farmland and embezzled 820,000 taels of silver from military pay. At the same time, on the orders of Emperor Yuanjing, he massacred nearly a thousand people in villages across the country, intending to create chaos... He should be executed!"

"Qin Yuandao, Vice Minister of the Ministry of War..."

"Gu Qinghe, from the Ministry of Personnel's Selection Department..."

……

At the execution ground in Caishikou, as Wu Xian's voice rang out, one by one, the officials whose names were called fell out of thin air from the sparks and fell face-first into the mud, looking completely bewildered.

Before these people could react, under the influence of Confucian magic, they confessed to the numerous crimes they had committed in the past. Their bodies then began to expand rapidly and exploded into a rain of blood before everyone's eyes.

Gradually, the stench of blood in the air grew stronger, casting a faint red hue over the area surrounding the execution ground.

However, the people present showed no fear or discomfort; instead, their expressions grew increasingly angry and sorrowful.

There was no other way; the crimes committed by these officials were simply too shocking. Almost every one of them had taken hundreds of lives, either directly or indirectly.

What they found most unacceptable was that a large number of these officials had committed these evil deeds on the secret orders of Emperor Yuanjing.

Thinking about this, countless ordinary people, students, and even night watchmen present felt as if their values ​​were being reshaped.

What could be the purpose of a monarch who would scheme and spend over a decade to persecute the common people? What is he after?

"A tyrannical ruler! Emperor Yuanjing is a tyrannical ruler!"

"With such a ruler, how can the Great Feng Dynasty not perish in the future!"

Just then, a roar filled with grief and indignation erupted from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man dressed in a white scholar's robe. He was tall and slender with a beautiful face, and could definitely be described as a rare and handsome young man in this turbulent world.

But at this moment, his face was tense, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, giving his handsome face a hint of ferocity.

Wu Xian also noticed the young man, his expression slightly surprised, simply because he recognized him. He was none other than Xu Xinnian, the cousin of the protagonist of the famous line "If Heaven had not given birth to me, Xu Xinnian, the Great Feng Dynasty would have been plunged into eternal darkness," and known as the number one troll in the Great Feng Dynasty.

But thinking about it carefully, it's not really that strange. The Xu family lives in the capital, and Xu Xinnian is a student at Yunlu Academy. Given the commotion at Caishikou, it's only natural that he would come.

On the contrary, Xu Qi'an, who hasn't been possessed yet, is still a small-time Kuaishou user. He won't leave his post during his shift to come and watch the excitement.

On the other side, following Xu Xinnian's words, the students, who had been accumulating anger for a long time, also began to rant and rave.

"A tyrannical ruler! Such a depraved person is utterly unfit to be a monarch!"

"We study to become officials and serve the court, so that the Great Feng Dynasty may be peaceful and prosperous. But if the emperor is like this, well... it's better not to be an official!"

"You damned emperor! You deserve to die!"

……

Rumble——! !

Although most of these students were just beginning to understand the basics and lacked combat power, their years of study had already cultivated a strong sense of righteousness within them.

In their rage, the righteous energy within them gathered in a strange way, creating a sound as loud as thunder and a force that soared to the heavens.

In an instant, almost everyone in the capital could hear their shouts and curses, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel terrified, as if they had a premonition that something extraordinary was about to happen.

shhhhh--

Just then, a sharp whooshing sound came from afar, and figures could be seen leaping across the rooftops around Caishikou.

Some wore the armor of the Imperial Guards, while others wore ordinary clothes, but without exception, their auras were incomparably powerful. The weakest was at least at the fifth rank, and the strongest was even comparable to the night watchman's golden gong. "His Majesty has ordered the execution of Wu Xian!"

Amidst their angry shouts, the aura of these people suddenly erupted, like a raging sea rising from all directions, rushing straight towards Wu Xian, who was standing in the execution ground.

Upon seeing this scene, Sun Zhongming, who was still kneeling on the ground, had a bright light in his eyes, which then turned into fear.

He could sense that those experts had included him within their attack range, clearly intending to kill him to silence him.

"roll----!!!"

Wu Xian's lips curled up, and then he roared to the sky.

When the Lion's Roar was activated, its power, amplified by a massive amount of energy, was no less than that of a high-yield bomb. Under Wu Xian's precise control, not a single drop was wasted, all of it landing on the attacking experts.

boom! !

The sound waves swept across, and everyone was struck as if by lightning, scattered in all directions like dandelions blown by the wind.

Weapons and armor were shattered on the ground, accompanied by splattered blood, making the stench of blood in the air even stronger.

When the people saw this, their hearts, which had been in their throats, settled down again, and their gazes toward Wu Xian gradually became intensely fervent, as if something was burning in their chests.

"Everyone!"

Just then, Wu Xian's voice rang out.
"I, Wu Xian, am just a lowly night watchman named Yin Luo. I usually only write some poems to appear cultured and don't know how to govern a country. But even so, I know the principle that the people are the foundation of the country!"

"A monarch of a country may not be wise, may even be ignorant and pleasure-seeking, but he must never be cruel and treat the common people as disposable objects to be manipulated and sacrificed at will, because once he does, the country will inevitably perish and there will be no chance of survival!"

"Emperor Yuanjing, as a monarch, regarded us, the people of Dafeng, as ants and weeds. For many years, he colluded with court officials and harmed countless people. His crimes are too numerous to count, and even a hundred deaths would not be enough to atone for them."

"As the saying goes, if the ruler regards his subjects as dirt, then the subjects will regard the ruler as an enemy! Today, I, Wu Xian, resign from my post and intend to storm the palace and cut off the head of that dog, Emperor Yuanjing!"

"If this mission fails, I hope you will all remember what happened today and not remain silent or wait to die!"

"Because this is not only for yourselves! It's also for your families! It's for the Great Feng!!"

After saying that, Wu Xian flew into the air and raised his right hand. The violent energy spun wildly, quickly gathering the bloodstains that lingered in the air and finally condensing them into a blood-red longsword.

Reaching out and grabbing the slightly bent hilt, Wu Xian immediately activated the skills of Divine Refinement and Heavenly Talisman.

In just two or three breaths, the blood-red blade was strengthened more than a dozen times and engraved with countless dense runes, and its aura became stronger.

buzzing-

Suddenly, a powerful aura burst forth from the horizon, as deep and vast as the sea, like the will of the heavens.

That was precisely the direction where the Imperial Observatory was located.

But the next second, another magnificent beam of clear light swept in, blocking the aura in front of it, standing firm like a dam, not allowing it to get any closer.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

Wu Xian threw his head back and laughed loudly, then ripped open the silver gong plate on his chest, transforming into a blood-red rainbow that shot towards the imperial palace.

"You dog emperor! Prepare to die!!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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