Peach Blossom.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Chen Chong suddenly saw it, but it was too late. He saw Bai Yang's sword approaching Chen Ji's back.

Who would have thought that Chen Ji didn't even turn his head, but had already identified the distance and position of the person coming. When Bai Yang got close to him, he reached back with one hand, grabbed Bai Yang's hand, and quickly twisted the direction of the sword.

Before everyone could react, the sword had already pierced Bai Yang's chest.

Chen Ji was still standing firmly in the same place, his hands were not stained with blood, only the pearl curtain of the tassel crown on his forehead swayed gently a few times, his expression remained the same.

The hilt of the sword was still in Bai Yang's hand, but he suddenly fell down, looking from a distance, as if he had committed suicide.

"My son..." Bai Shuo suddenly lost his voice, his legs went weak and he fell down. He crawled to Bai Yang's side, tears streaming down his face.

Bai Yang's eyes widened, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose for a while. He lay motionless without even saying a word.

Wang Lang, the youngest girl from the eldest branch of the Wang family, hugged Zhou Yunniang's thighs and burst into tears out of fear.

Suddenly, crying sounded from the silent podium. Chen Ji heard it and inadvertently turned his head to glance at the little girl with tear marks on her face.

Zhou Yunniang hurriedly covered Wang Lang's mouth.

Si Xiu looked up, but he was a little absent-minded, as if his mind was not clear, his eyes were dull, and he whispered: "Uncle?"

Si Yao held Meng Xue's hand tightly in fear, both of them were terrified.

Mrs. Han hugged her youngest son Si Yan even tighter.

Wang Min's son Wang Nu stared at Chen Ji and clenched his fist involuntarily, but Wang Min quietly pressed it down.

Outside the low wall below the stage, the five wild horses finally stopped running wildly. Xu Mu's body had already been ground into powder, and the smell of blood was everywhere. It was no longer recognizable as a human being.

"The new king is so cruel, no different from a beast. Fellow villagers, how can we follow him?" Suddenly, someone among the onlookers in Stone City raised his arm and shouted.

The flames of anger were everywhere, and could not withstand such casual fanning. Voices of response rose from far and near: "Tyrant! Revolt against him!"

While they were shouting to each other, countless people had already rushed forward bravely, rushing towards the Chan Platform from the four directions of east, west, south and north.

Secretary Chen, who was stationed at the lowest level, urgently ordered all soldiers to resist. The soldiers surrounded the Lingtai in several layers and did not allow civilians to approach. Anyone who came would be killed without mercy.

But there were too many people watching, some carrying farm tools, some carrying swords for self-defense, and they rushed in in a disorderly manner. Countless people were killed, but finally some tall and burly men with great martial arts skills broke through layer after layer of guards, crossed the low wall and stepped onto the steps of the platform.

When the civil and military officials on the first platform saw the people rushing up, they couldn't help but feel restless. Some military generals were willing to join them, but they regretted that they had no weapons. Several other officials even wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape and slipped down nimbly.

Secretary Chen was dumbfounded when he saw that his soldiers had also suffered heavy casualties. He couldn't believe it. How could these ordinary people in front of him have such strong killing power?

"These... these are not like ordinary people..." Secretary Chen couldn't help but shout upwards while waving his sword in the chaos.

Chen Ji was still standing on the west side of the top platform. He just curled his lips in a smile, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the distant mountains surrounding him.

The mountains that were originally shrouded in mist gradually became clear at this moment. The sound of iron hooves came from far away, and it seemed that the spirit platform was shaking.

Countless iron cavalry suddenly appeared like a raging wave, with the force of a tidal wave, rushing towards the spiritual platform where swords and sabers were flashing.

Before the people on the stage could see the entire cavalry, a rain of arrows swept in from all directions, aiming precisely at the civilian warriors who were creating chaos inside the low wall.

But in a short while, most of the riot was subdued. The warriors who had finally climbed up the steps of the Lingtai were shot by arrows one after another, and rolled down the steps. Together with the allies who had just climbed over the low wall, they piled up into large and small corpses.

There were also a few soldiers of the Chen family army who were accidentally injured, and those ministers who escaped from the first platform were shot to death under the low wall by arrows, and no one survived.

On the second-floor platform, Shang Yun had been carefully staring at the direction where the arrows were coming from, and finally saw the faces running towards him from a distance: "It turned out to be the four great generals of the past..."

"Who?" Shen Meng, who was a little hard of hearing, vaguely heard Shang Yun's low sigh, but did not hear it clearly, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Shang Yun looked at the approaching army and answered in a low voice, "They are the four most famous generals under the command of Chen Wen, the Duke of Qiao County in the past. They are Chen Liang, Huo Qu, Zhao Sheng, and Xun Yi. The three have been in seclusion for many years and have long disappeared from the eyes of the world, but they appeared together today."

"Oh, it's them." Shen Meng nodded as if he understood something.

In the open space outside the low wall, the commoner warriors and Chen's army were still in a melee, mixed very evenly, and the archers could not shoot accurately. So, countless cavalry rushed into the melee of infantry and warriors, fighting with swords.

Everyone standing on the platform witnessed with their own eyes that in the melee surrounding the platform, countless people were trampled to death by horses' hooves.

Chen's army retaliated with a sharp increase in numbers and was in an absolute dominant position. The rebellious troops had already been killed in a river of blood.

"Stop hitting! Stop it now!" A vicissitudes of life voice came from a distance, shouting over and over again.

However, the chaotic scene of the battle between the two sides completely drowned out the voice of the stop.

Chen Ji looked into the distance and saw the man in the distance, sitting quietly in a plain wheelchair away from the bloody battle. Even though he couldn't see the face clearly, he knew who it was.

He ordered Chen Chong beside him: "Stop and capture the remaining rioters alive."

Chen Chong received the order and immediately shouted, "Cease the fighting immediately and capture the remnants of the rebels alive."

The area under the altar gradually became quiet, and all the rebels who were still alive were freed.

Wang Jing's wheelchair finally had the chance to move forward. Pushed by Chu Li, the wheelchair crushed the blood along the way and slowly approached the low wall.

Outside the low wall, the gatekeepers blocked the way and Chu Li had to stop his wheelchair.

Wang Jing touched the wheel of the wheelchair with trembling hands. As he expected, the wheel was wet. He gently twisted the liquid stuck on his fingers. It felt like the stickiness of blood. He couldn't help but shed tears and sighed in a low voice: "I'm late..."

Chen Ji saw clearly that the visitor below was indeed Wang Jing. He smiled knowingly and shouted, "Marquis Anfeng has difficulty walking. Carry him up."

Secretary Chen called two soldiers to carry the wheelchair.

When he was about to leave, Wang Jing turned back and said to Chu Li: "Go, I don't need you anymore."

Chu Li stood there in a daze, his hands unwilling to leave the backrest of the wheelchair.

But there was no time to hesitate. Secretary Chen's men quickly lifted the wheelchair and brought it to the platform, while Chu Li was still blocked outside the low wall.

Wang Jing sat in a wheelchair, swaying until he was lifted to the highest platform, where the wheels fell to the ground.

"You're finally here." Chen Ji looked at Wang Jing with a smile, seeming to be genuinely happy.

Wang Jing's eyes were lifeless, his face was pale, and he uttered a dull voice: "My emperor is extremely happy, and people from all over the world have come to congratulate him. The entire Wang family is here, how dare I be absent? But my legs are crippled, and I can't kneel down. Please forgive me for not being able to perform the great ceremony of monarch and subject."

"Oh... it doesn't matter. Marquis Anfeng has always been arrogant. Even if he had healthy arms and legs, he might not be willing to kneel and kowtow to me." Chen Ji smiled meaningfully and asked in a teasing tone: "So you came here... just to congratulate me?"

Wang Jing slowly raised his head and replied softly, "I am here to congratulate you, but I am also here to confess my sins."

Chen Ji asked curiously, "What crime do you plead guilty to?"

Wang Jing nodded and answered, "I previously mistakenly thought that the emperor was plotting to murder my wife, Man, and I was filled with resentment, so I put a strange medicine in the little queen's jade pocket. This medicine is harmless to ordinary people, but if a newborn baby smells it, it will die in its sleep, as if it were suffocated."

When these words were spoken, everyone on the platform was surprised.

Wang Yu was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He couldn't help but yell at Wang Jing, "Dad, how can you just confess to something you didn't do?"

"Wang Yu knew nothing about this. It was all my conspiracy. Later, I heard that the emperor's legitimate son died innocently. I felt deeply guilty, so I came here to confess and ask for forgiveness." Wang Jing ignored Wang Yu and continued his speech. After he finished speaking, he looked up at Chen Ji, even though he was blind.

Chen Ji was silent, for he actually saw a kind of sincerity in Wang Jing's lifeless eyes. It was selfless fatherly love, a great love that was willing to endure all hardships... This was originally Chen Ji's bet, otherwise how could he expect Wang Jing, who had already fled Jiankang with the beauty, to return to this place of trouble?

But this sincere love caused Chen Ji to feel uncomfortable at this moment.

Wang Yu was immediately plunged into endless fear, even worse than before. She panicked and screamed, "You're talking nonsense! You didn't kill the child! I didn't kill him either. You can't take the blame for me!"

This shouting made Chen Ji feel noisy and annoyed, and he casually ordered his attendants: "She talks too much nonsense! Shut her mouth!"

Chen Chong hurriedly asked someone to take Wang Yu away and stuffed a cloth into his mouth.

"Because of my mistake, the whole court has been implicated. Today, countless subjects have died. It is all my fault. The people below the stage rioted and supported the old master because of this. My crime is unforgivable. I beg the emperor to be fair and pardon the other innocent people." Wang Jing bowed to Chen Ji and leaned forward slightly with difficulty to show his respect.

"Only you will be punished? And the people of the Si, Bai, and Wang clans will be released? And those traitors will be released?" Chen Ji trembled his eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "Do you think your life is so valuable?"

"My order is humble, but if it can ease the hatred in His Majesty's heart a little, it is worth a few dollars." Wang Jing sat upright and responded calmly.

Seeing Wang Jing's attitude, Chen Ji couldn't help but laugh. "Since Anfeng Hou is so self-righteous, I will give you a chance to control the power of life and death."

Chen Ji walked forward a few steps, approached Wang Jing, leaned forward slightly, and smiled evilly, "I am about to return to Jiankang City, and I am in need of someone to offer sacrifices to the flag. Please choose for me. Among the three tribes standing here, which tribe should I choose to offer sacrifices to the flag?"

Wang Jing's heart skipped a beat. Since ancient times, even when two countries were at war, they would often sacrifice living creatures before setting out. Today, they were just returning to the city, but they were actually sacrificing living people. How cruel!

"As long as you choose one of the clans to sacrifice, I will spare the lives of the other two clans. Don't joke!" Chen Ji sneered and his eyes once again swept over the families of the Si, Bai, and Wang clans on the stage.

After saying that, Chen Ji looked at the wheelchair again, only to see Wang Jing with his head down, one hand on his leg, the other on the armrest on the side of the wheelchair, his fingers tightly clasped the crossbar of the armrest, unable to speak for a long time.

"Let me think about it, which tribe are you most likely to choose? Which tribe has the biggest grudge against you?" Chen Ji walked past the three tribes and his eyes fell on Si Yao, Meng Xue and others.

Si Yao was so frightened that her whole body went limp. She immediately fell to her knees and cried, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... After all, I was once your first wife. A husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of grace... Please, for the sake of our past relationship, spare my life... spare my life..."

Chen Ji raised Si Yao's chin with one finger and said with disdain: "How dare you talk like that? How did you cheat on me back then? And how did you kick me out of the house? Do you want me to tell you everything?"

"I was wrong... I know I was wrong... please let me live..." Si Yao cried bitterly and begged bitterly.

Chen Ji pushed Si Yao away again and smiled calmly: "You don't have to beg me. The man you love will not choose the Si family. There is also his precious son-in-law here."

Si Yao was stunned.

"Of course he wouldn't choose the Wang family, as they are all his blood relatives..." As he spoke, Chen Ji couldn't help laughing again, as if he had told a very funny joke.

Bai Shuo, who had been lying on Bai Yang in grief for a long time, finally came out of his hysteria.

Everyone knew that when Chengzong led the people of Yongchang to the capital, the only two people from the Bai family who accompanied them were Bai Yang and his son. Now that Bai Yang was dead, Bai Shuo was the only member of the Bai family left in the capital.

"I am an old minister in my twilight years, so please do not embarrass me, Your Majesty." Bai Shuo wiped away his tears, slowly stood up, and bowed to Chen Ji: "Your Majesty, please do not forget that 'the king's words are not jokes'. This old minister is going to offer sacrifices to the flag!"

After just two sentences, Bai Shuo rushed forward and hit his head on the huge incense burner, and blood gushed out instantly.

Rushing to his death in a hurry, the old man with gray hair and wrinkled face fell down, leaving behind five weak words in his remaining breath: "Ah Xiu, take care of yourself..."