The First Tyrant of Daxia

Yan Zhong was furious and pointed at Li Mi and yelled, "You bastard, it must be you!"

"You made a bet with His Majesty that we couldn't capture Pancheng, so you transported battlefield weapons over!"

Li Mi jumped up as if his tail was stepped on.

She yelled back, "Asshole!"

"You are slandering me! You are slandering me!"

"I haven't even left the imperial capital, so why do you say I did it?"

"Besides, where can I find three thousand heavy crossbows to send to Xiliang?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes became fierce, and murderous intent emerged.

He raised his foot and kicked Li Mi away with a bang.

The sudden kick startled the ministers!

"You bastard, how do you know there are three thousand?"

"I didn't even know there were three thousand. How did you know?"

Qin Yun roared, chased after him, and stomped hard on his head several times.

Many ministers were terrified by what they saw.

"what!"

"Your Majesty, stop fighting, stop fighting."

"My humble servant, really not."

"I was just guessing, I was just guessing!!"

He begged for mercy in agony and was completely panicked.

Qin Yun was breathing heavily and was about to kill Li Mi.

Those officials related to the aristocratic families could no longer sit still.

They all stood up to take sides.

"Your Majesty, Duke Shen has never left the imperial capital, so it is impossible for him to have so many heavy crossbows."

"Please calm down."

"We can't let a traitor go, but we can't blame a good person either!"

"That's right, Your Majesty, please think twice. Lord Li Mi is devoted to the country."

"..."

About a dozen ministers stood up to plead for mercy. Since there was no evidence, they had nothing to fear.

Qin Yun became even angrier and continued to beat Li Mi.

He knew he couldn't kill without evidence, but that didn't mean he couldn't take revenge.

Later, after being persuaded by Gu Chuntang and others, he let go.

Panting, he looked at Li Mi and snorted, "You bastard, it better not be you, or I will skin you alive!"

Li Mi's eyes were filled with fear, his face was bruised and swollen, and two of his teeth were kicked out. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"Say!"

"When will the food and military pay arrive?!"

"In half a month, I have already conquered Pancheng. According to the bet, you have to bear all the war expenses!"

Qin Yun shouted again, and his eyes seemed to indicate that he was about to go and beat Li Mi himself.

Li Mi was startled, and then his face turned purple!

Not only was he beaten, but he also had to pay compensation for the entire expenses of the Xiliang War. This was simply bad luck.

The entire Taiji Hall fell into deathly silence.

The ministers who had spoken for Li Mi just now did not dare to speak anymore.

The bet was made in public, and failure to fulfill it would be tantamount to deceiving the king.

Even if it's a Duke, he will have to die. Even if the news gets back to the aristocratic families, there will be no way to seek justice.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qin Yun immediately wanted to attack: "Huh?!"

Li Mi was frightened and said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am willing to accept the defeat."

"Food and military pay, deliver them in full within three days!"

Qin Yun hummed heavily: "Very good!"

"Yan Zhong, tell me how much money was lost and how much food was consumed in the siege of Pancheng."

After saying this, he winked at Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong understood and glanced at Li Mi with an unfriendly look.

He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, 29,000 people died. All the pensions, plus the financial losses, totaled 3 million silver coins!"

Hearing this, Li Mi almost vomited blood.

He yelled, "Why the hell don't you just go and rob?"

"Didn't you just say that only more than 20,000 people died?"

Yan Zhong squinted his eyes and said disdainfully: "Yes, more than 20,000 people! Twenty-nine thousand people, isn't that more than 20,000 people?"

"you!!"

Li Mi's eyes were fierce and his chest heaved with anger.

But Qin Yun just stood there, he didn't dare to say anything.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, even if it's 29,000 people, why does it cost 3 million silver?"

Yan Zhong cursed: "My comrades all died fighting for the country. Can't I give each of them a pension of 100 taels of silver?"

"Which of the lost armor and arrows doesn't cost money?"

"General, I've already given you a discount!!"

"Are you going to give it or not?!"

He took a step forward, and the murderous aura on the battlefield was directed at Li Mi, and he even put one hand on the knife at his waist!

It's full of threats!

Li Mi was extremely angry and stared at Yan Zhong.

No one in the Taiji Hall is allowed to carry a sword, but Yan Zhong brought one today, which was obviously authorized by His Majesty.

But if you lose, you lose. You have to bear it, otherwise you will be the first to die today.

After thinking about it.

He turned to look at Qin Yun, his heart bleeding, and gritted his teeth with great frustration and said, "Okay, three million silver coins, I will donate them to the court and to those soldiers who died fighting for the country!"

"At the same time, we call on the world to donate money for the martyrs!"

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with what I have done?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun sneered and cursed the old man in his heart, saying that he was a whore and wanted to pretend to be a saint.

"The money is clear."

"But could it be that Lord Shen forgot one thing? Doesn't the food for the war count as an expense?"

Li Mi's face turned pale: "Of course it counts."

"One hundred thousand dan of grain should be enough for half a month's supply of food for a hundred thousand troops, right?"

This time, Qin Yun spoke first without waiting for Yan Zhong to speak.

In a high-pitched voice, he asked, "Hundreds of thousands of troops?"

"What the hell do you think I am?"

bass!

He stood up, looking extremely excited.

All the ministers were startled and retreated.

Li Mi's legs went limp and he said in fear, "Your Majesty, please don't do that!"

Qin Yun rushed to him and threatened him deliberately.

"How many people are there in the Jiangnan Prefecture Army and the Zhenbei Army combined?"

"Doesn't the food they consumed count?"

Li Mi's face turned pale, and he said with gritted teeth: "But...but they didn't participate in the war either."

Qin Yun glared: "Bullshit!"

"The battle in Xiliang is huge. If there is no containment, can Pancheng be successfully captured?"

"The soldiers from the Jiangnan Prefecture are frequently deployed. Do you think this will not consume food if they cross the Guzha River?"

Li Mi knew very well that there was no room for bargaining at this moment.

I only regret why Pancheng was lost?

Finally, he bowed his head and admitted defeat: "Okay, whatever your majesty says is what I, Li Mi, and the Li family are willing to contribute to Daxia."

Qin Yun glanced at him and blurted out, "Five hundred thousand troops and half a month's worth of food. Give me all of them."

puff! !

Li Mi actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes widened as he shrieked, "Half a month's rations for 500,000 troops?"

The officials from the aristocratic families all looked at Qin Yun with horror.

This is such a huge extortion!

"No?" Qin Yun snorted coldly, unhappily saying: "What did you just say? Do you want to deceive the emperor?"

"Okay, you don't have to give it to me if you don't want to."

"Deal with it as a crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Qi Yong, drag him to the prison of the Ministry of Justice and execute him in the autumn. Anyone who pleads for him will be considered as shielding him!"

Qi Yong's old face trembled, and he immediately stood up and agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

He looked at Li Mi and said sternly, "Come here, drag this man who deceived the emperor into the prison and punish him severely!"