Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 209 Not even as good as a dog
"The tyrannical Song Dynasty is ruthless! The tyrannical Song Dynasty is ruthless!"

When Li Bangyan, bound hand and foot, was pushed out of Kaifeng Prefecture, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Depose the king, and the Great Way will prosper!"

"I support it! I support it!"

Outside Kaifeng Prefecture, crowds of people thronged the streets.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here.

They roared and shouted angrily.

The deafening sound shook the heavens.

On the day Lin Dao massacred the Daqing Palace, Li Bangyan, who had escaped the calamity by taking sick leave, cried and screamed, tears streaming down his face.

"Depose the king, and the Great Way will prosper!"

"We're all on the same side, we're all one of us!"

"That's what I think too~"

The mournful cries were drowned out by the endless roars of the people.

The disheveled Li Bangyan was dragged to a metal guillotine.

The story of the three guillotines of the Qing Dynasty only exists in folk tales; it does not exist in official history.

The guillotine in front of him, with its strange dog-head shape, was commissioned by Lin Dao and made overnight.

The whole "dragon head guillotine" and "tiger head guillotine" thing is nonsense; these people aren't qualified to use them.

The guillotine was their highest form of treatment.

The two men holding Li Bangyan by the arm smelled something strange.

Looking down, I was shocked to realize that this renowned poet had already lost control of his urination.

Such audacity, and he's a high-ranking official in the imperial court?
Gao Deng, from Fujian, shouted in a muffled voice with his local accent.

"Open the guillotine!"

With a metallic scraping sound, the guillotine was slowly pulled up.

The gleaming blade startled Li Bangyan, making him tremble like a leaf.

"Why?"

He looked at Chen Dong not far away, tears streaming down his face, and said, "I support you all!"

Chen Dong stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Look how enthusiastic the people are. If we don't kill you, how can we quell their anger?"

"Why me?"

"There's nothing we can do. Most of those who are qualified have already been dealt with by the immortals."

"The few who managed to escape all knew to hide in the palace, but you were the only one who tried to leave the city and got caught."

"If it's not you, who else could it be?"

Li Bangyan was about to beg for mercy again, but Chen Dong had already taken several steps back and remained silent.

In despair, Li Bangyan was pinned down on the guillotine.

He struggled incessantly, tears streaming down his face, wailing and shouting, repeatedly crying out that he was wronged.

But the surrounding sounds were like thunder, and no one could hear clearly.
Even if they could hear him clearly, who would be willing to stand up for him?

The guillotine fell suddenly, and Li Bangyan's wailing stopped abruptly.

Cheers erupted all around, and the earth shook.

Before long, the unfortunate souls who were supposed to be executed were also dragged over and beheaded one by one.

The guillotine, which was originally full of metallic luster, was stained blood red in a short time.

The people's emotions were running high, and they roared with red eyes.

Chen Dong straightened his clothes, intending to take the opportunity to give a speech.

Unexpectedly, someone in the crowd shouted, "The officials are tyrannical! We're going to find them!"

Instantly, everyone responded to his call!
A large crowd of people, shouting that they were looking for the officials, headed towards Xuande Tower.

Chen Dong and the others were stunned.

This is not what they planned.

The students tried their best to dissuade him, but no one paid any attention.

Some even scolded them, asking what their true intentions were in speaking up for officials who were bringing disaster to the country and its people!

"It's because the government still has use for them; now is not the time to kill them!"

In a panic, the students hurriedly used walkie-talkies to report to Lin Dao.

"In chaotic times, such things are quite normal."

“It is entirely understandable for those who want to use public opinion to their advantage.”

"In this world, you're not the only smart people."

Chen Dong said urgently, "Master, I'm worried that no one will be able to control this situation!"

"Not really."

Lin Dao's laughter rang out, "You're overthinking it."

"There isn't enough food in the city."

"If you want others to work for you, you have to offer them the right benefits."

"At the very least, we have to fill their stomachs."

"Do you really think anyone enjoys paying to work?"

Lin Dao, half-lying on the bed, held a walkie-talkie in one hand and gently patted Zhao Duofu's shoulder with the other. "Don't worry, just follow along. I'll handle this."

Lin Dao put down the walkie-talkie and stood up to greet Li Shishi and Zhao Duofu.

"Bring me my armor."

He dressed neatly, hopped on his electric scooter, and headed straight for the palace.

Walk along Gaotou Street to Donghuamen.

The Donghua Gate is where the name is called out; only those who are worthy men are worthy of being called out.

Nowadays, the young men who used to call their names outside Donghua Gate can no longer be so smug.

The imperial guards at the city gate saw Lin Dao dressed in dark armor and a white robe, and turned to run away.

The archers on the city wall even threw away their bows.

The Imperial Guards have stopped receiving their pay and rations; nowadays they only get two meals a day.

Who would risk their life for that?

The reason why the imperial court and officials have ended up in this situation is that the foundation of their rule has collapsed.

The army within the city collapsed, losing its military support.

Without an army and military force, an official is no better than a dog.

Lin Dao stepped forward and pushed open the heavy Donghua Gate.

After pushing the cart inside, they thoughtfully closed the door.

The father and son were indeed going to be beheaded.

Before putting it on the guillotine, you have to squeeze out all the remaining value first.

When palace servants or eunuchs saw him, they would shout and run away.

Everyone thought that this god of death was coming to the palace to carry out another massacre at Daqing Hall.

When Qin Hui learned of the news, he rushed over and leisurely strolled along the scenic forest path before finally stopping.

"You look radiant, and you can't help but smile."

Lin Dao looked Qin Hui up and down. "What good news is this?"

If it were anyone else, Qin Hui would have his own explanation.

But in front of Lin Dao, he told him without reservation, "My home has been destroyed by rioters."

Lin Dao couldn't stand it any longer. "Is this a good thing?" "There's only a shrew in the house~~~ Hahaha~~~"

Qin Hui couldn't help but burst into laughter, his joy seemingly genuine.

"Immortal Master, you may not know, but I am actually a son-in-law who lives with his wife's family."

"With the help of the Yue family, I was able to have a smooth career in the imperial court."

"The Yue family originated from Wang Gui, the prime minister who received three imperial edicts during the reign of Emperor Shenzong. His disciples and former officials were spread throughout the country, and their influence was extremely strong and deeply entrenched."

Such words can probably only be spoken to an immortal.

Qin Hui also complained bitterly, "Immortal, you don't know, I'm not even as good as a dog as a son-in-law!"

"That shrew ruined her body and can't have children, yet she refuses to let my Qin family continue its lineage."

“A maid once became pregnant, but was beaten to death by that shrew, and all the women in the house were driven away.”

"Students have truly suffered for far too long~~~"

Lin Dao listened with great interest.

No wonder Qin Hui, as recorded in historical texts, had no descendants.

The so-called son was actually an adopted son.

In his youth, he was oppressed by a powerful and shrewish woman, and a trip to the Jin Kingdom further damaged his health.

After finally returning to Jiangnan, the shrew followed him back to continue suppressing him.

It seems that the shrewish Wang also held leverage over Qin Hui, which ultimately led to her being childless throughout her life.

Lin Dao nodded with a chuckle, "Serves you right."

"Correct!"

Qin Hui was overjoyed: "He deserved it!"

He thought Lin Dao meant that the shrew deserved her bad luck.

I never imagined that he was actually talking about himself.

"Both Your Excellencies are waiting for the Immortal Master."

Remembering his mission, Qin Hui hurriedly jogged ahead to lead the way, guiding Lin Dao, who was riding an electric scooter, towards the Forbidden City.

His physical condition is decent; he's not slow when he runs.

However, the official robe's horizontal hem was in the way, and when he stepped on it, he fell down with a loud thud.

Lin Dao, who had stopped to watch the commotion, burst into laughter and even took out his phone to take a picture.

"I'll post it online when we get back to the modern world."

"I've even thought of a title: Absolutely authentic picture of Qin Hui eating mud~~~"

Pass through the Chuigong Gate and enter the Chuigong Hall.

Emperor Huizong and his son, one standing and one lying down, greeted them outside.

"Greetings, Immortal Master~~~"

Beside them were the Empress Dowager, the Empress, and various princes and princesses, all of whom bowed in unison.

After parking the car, Lin Dao stepped forward and looked down at Zhao Ji lying on the couch.

"Such a small injury, and it's still not healed?"

"It's just a small amount of flesh cut off, is it really necessary to lie in bed for so long?"

"With such a deplorable mindset, how can one cultivate immortality and seek the Dao?"

Emperor Huizong hurriedly tried to get up to prove his desire for immortality.

However, it aggravated the wound, and the area between his legs gradually turned red, causing him to grimace in pain.

Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

While this might allow you and your son to prolong your lives for a while, it won't allow you to continue enjoying a peaceful life!
He turned to look at Zhao Huan beside him.

Perhaps because of his youth, Zhao Huan did not take the pursuit of immortality and the Dao very seriously.

But Lin Dao knew what he was afraid of.

"The people in the city rose up in droves, denouncing you as a scourge to the country and its people, and they are already heading for Xuande Tower."

In short, it struck at Zhao Huan's weak point.

This cowardly official was extremely afraid of death.

I don't know if he was born a coward or if he had his gallbladder removed when he was a child.

Utterly cowardly!

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhao Huan shuddered.

In the past, he feared the Jurchens but not the Song people.

But now he has lost his support; his trusted ministers and imperial guards are all unusable.

If the rioters were to break in, wouldn't that be...?
Upon thinking of this, Zhao Huan, trembling with fear and shedding tears, immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please, Immortal Master, lend a helping hand!"

Lin Dao crossed his arms and asked, "Why should I save you?"

"Do you know how badly you have harmed the people outside?"

"I know I was wrong," Zhao Huan cried. "I swear, as long as we can overcome this difficulty, I will work diligently to govern the country and treat the people well!"

Lin Dao didn't believe a single punctuation mark of what he said.

This kind of scoundrel can't change his preferences.

Seeing that Lin Dao remained unmoved, Zhao Huan wiped away his tears and immediately made up his mind.

"So that the immortal may know."

"Fifth Sister's maiden name is Fujin. Although she was once married, she is the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty."

"I wish to send my fifth sister to serve the immortal master at his side~~~"

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around.

Although Emperor Huizong had given Zhao Duofu a gift before, he did not make a big fuss about it.

At this moment, Zhao Huan gave his sister away in front of everyone, which was truly shameless.

Everyone's gaze instinctively turned to a woman in palace attire.

Lin Dao also looked over.

She was wearing a pale white long dress with a purple cross-collar jacket over it.

Her figure was alluring and graceful.

Fragrant mist dampens her cloud-like hair, and the clear moonlight chills her jade-like face.

Her arched eyebrows resembled distant mountains, and her bright eyes were like autumn water.

Just standing there, she was dazzlingly beautiful and radiant.

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Zhao Fujin was overwhelmed with shame and lowered his head, covering his face with his hands.

"damn thing!"

Emperor Huizong flew into a rage, shouting, "Since when did it become your place to make decisions?!"

Zhao Huan retorted without backing down, "You also sent the Twenty-First Sister, what's so special about me sending the Fifth Sister!"

"You are a traitor, you are a traitor!"

Enraged, Emperor Huizong wanted to get up and teach his rebellious son a lesson.

However, due to excessive movement, the wound reopened and bled profusely.

Emperor Huizong was in so much pain that he cried out in agony, and the imperial physicians rushed forward to apply medicine.

This family comedy scene kept Lin Dao laughing non-stop.

He only spoke after he had finished laughing.

"The only way to persuade the people outside the palace is to abdicate!"

(End of this chapter)