The First Tyrant of Daxia

Two days later, urgent news flooded into the imperial capital.

"Report!"

"Your Majesty, Wuming is back!"

Qin Yun stood up suddenly, his eyes like torches, staring intently outside the imperial study!

Wuming rushed in exhausted, holding up the "six account books".

He shouted, "Your Majesty, I have fulfilled your mission and retrieved the grain accounts from all over Longyou."

"The heads of the six clans learned that their heirs had been arrested and wrote confessions. They were extremely panicked and angry."

"In the end, he took the initiative to hand over the account and wanted to exchange protons!"

Upon hearing this, the trusted ministers in the Imperial Study were in an uproar, with expressions of joy and smiles on their faces.

"Okay, okay!"

"The aristocratic families tried not to hand in the spring grain accounts, but now, Your Majesty has used a little trick and they have handed it in obediently!"

"In my opinion, you still need to be punished!"

"We can't let him go so quickly!"

"Yeah, these old guys now know how to kick the iron board!"

"..."

Everyone was talking happily.

But Qin Yun was not so happy. Instead, his brows were slightly frowned, looking a bit sharp!

Looking at the account book in his hand, he checked it carefully bit by bit.

Although the accounts were well done, the problem arose because they were too good and the output of every state, county, and even village was maintained at an average!

The more he looked, the angrier he got!

Longyou is such a rich place, but why is its output so mediocre?

Seeing Qin Yun's serious and ugly expression, the smiles in the imperial study gradually disappeared, and the faces of the ministers were replaced by uneasiness!

at last!

Qin Yun couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He held six volumes of accounts in his hand and smashed them to the ground with a bang, shaking all around!

"What a bastard!"

"Show me the fake account book!"

He clenched his fists and cursed angrily, "These old guys won't cry until they see the coffin?!"

Upon hearing this, the cabinet ministers' eyes widened in shock.

"what!"

"How dare these bastards team up to deceive Your Majesty?"

"You are too brave!"

"..."

Guo Ziyun quickly picked up an account book and flipped through it rapidly, his experienced eyes gleaming with brilliance!

As the Minister of Revenue, he is very familiar with the account books!

After reading it, his face turned grim and he put the account book to his nose and sniffed it.

There was anger in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something wrong with the account book!"

"The Situ family's account book is newly made, but it has the smell of old grass and lime."

"There have been rumors that there was a severe drought in Guanzhong last year, but this year there will be a bumper harvest. This output must be wrong!"

Qin Yun clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Humph, it seems they still don't understand the situation!"

"Someone, bring those six second-generation rich kids up to me!!"

"I am ignorant, so my son has to pay the debt!"

The guards shouted, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, the entire imperial study was filled with deathly silence and fear. His Majesty was about to get angry.

Not a moment.

Zheng Yue and six others were all brought to the imperial study by the imperial guards.

The six men were all in their teens or early twenties, with fair skin and elegant clothes, but they looked very miserable after spending a few days in the prison.

There was fear in his eyes!

bang bang bang...

The six men knelt down one after another, with their foreheads pressed to the ground, their bodies trembling, not daring to utter a single word.

Qin Yun tapped the table with his five fingers, and every tap seemed to tap their hearts.

The depressing atmosphere is suffocating.

"I want to borrow something from you."

Zheng Yue raised his head with difficulty and swallowed hard: "Your Majesty, what do you want to borrow?"

A hint of murderous intent and coldness flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.

The behavior of the aristocratic family has completely angered him, not to mention that they are just a group of second-generation rich people who do evil and do not deserve sympathy.

"Can you lend me one of your fingers?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the six people turned pale.

Someone trembled and asked, "Hands, fingers?"

"What do you want fingers for?"

Zheng Yue was about to cry, and trembled as he said, "Your Majesty, you can't do this. We have already written a false confession. You are going back on your word by doing this!"

"No!"

Suddenly, there were ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Qin Yun said coldly: "If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your father for not wanting to spend money to avoid disaster."

"You all do evil things, so I am just doing my part to get rid of the evil and collect a little interest."

Some people were angry and accused: "Aren't you afraid of causing dissatisfaction among the clans by doing this?"

"impossible!"

"It's impossible for my father not to save me. You must have made some excessive demands."

"..."

Listening to the six heirs of the aristocratic families shouting in competition with each other.

The cabinet ministers all frowned.

Gu Chuntang stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, would you like to reconsider this?"

"I'm afraid it's a bit radical to just cut off their fingers."

Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Excessive?"

"I will tell the six great clans in this way, don't try to play any tricks on me!"

"Mu Le, where is Kou Tianxiong?"

"Come and chop me for yourself!"

The two generals stepped out and bowed at the same time; "Yes, Your Majesty!"

The heirs of the six major families were terrified and completely panicked.

He wanted to escape, but was controlled by the imperial guards.

"do not want!"

"do not come!"

"What do you want to do?"

"If you dare to cut off our fingers, my father will make you pay for it!"

Several people shook their heads and struggled frantically.

Begging for mercy and cursing continued.

Qin Yun looked at them coldly and said disdainfully, "I want to show your fingers to your father."

"I am the Son of Heaven. What does the head of a powerful family count for?"

"Hmph, chop!"

He waved his dragon robe, his expression showing no sign of negotiation.

The words fell.

Mu Le and Kou Tianxiong raised their swords at the same time in this sacred imperial study.

"what!"

"what!……"

The screams were like a pig being slaughtered, heart-wrenching!

Blood splattered, Zheng Yue and others' faces were distorted, and they rolled on the ground, covering their hands!

"Ah, my hand, my hand!"

The remaining four people had constricted pupils and their faces were pale and filled with fear.

"No, no..." They shouted woodenly, and feces and urine began to overflow.

But it couldn't stop the long sword from falling.

With a few snapping sounds, the fingers of all six people were chopped off.

The ground was stained with blood, which was extremely eye-catching, and there were six bloody severed fingers. The scene was terrifying.

The cabinet ministers felt a chill down their spines and dared not look.

"vomit……"

Some eunuchs and palace maids even held their heads and almost vomited!

Only Qin Yun's eyes were as sharp as knives. He watched the whole process without changing his expression.

He said domineeringly: "Chang Hong, collect all the fingers and send them to those old guys one by one."

"Tell them that the sins of these young masters are enough to deserve death a hundred times."

"If they don't hand over what I want, then I'll let the major families order their own coffins, and let the old send off the young!"

Chang Hong was solemn, not daring to offend anyone, and immediately said, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will do it right away!"

"and many more."

Qin Yun suddenly called out again.

"By the way, tell the old guys from the six major clans that I am not discussing with them, but giving them orders."

The cruel words were chilling.

Everyone was shocked, this is His Majesty!

Chang Hong nodded again: "Yes!"

Qin Yun waved his hands and looked at the young masters who were still screaming and rolling around: "Drag these guys away and bandage them up. Just don't die."