We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Li Che sensed something was wrong from the very beginning. Could the people be so easily instigated?

They have a deep fear of imperial power, which is ingrained in their bones. How could they have the courage to stop the army of the vassal kings?

What's more, this was in ancient times when there was no Internet and information was extremely blocked. How could so many people gather to petition overnight?

There must be someone behind this who is fanning the flames!

After careful observation, Li Che quickly discovered the blind spot.

The old man in the lead looked skinny, but in fact his back was not hunched, his waist was not bent, and he looked energetic, not like someone who was digging for food in the fields at all.

Li Che has been traveling here for more than a year and has seen many real people from the lower classes.

They have been working in the fields all their lives, and most of them have been tortured beyond recognition by the hard work of farming. Abnormalities in the waist and back and deformities in the hands and feet are common.

The old man claimed to be a tenant farmer, but he spoke clearly and showed no signs of illness. He seemed more like the steward of a wealthy family!

As expected, the old man's face changed drastically and he turned around and tried to escape into the crowd.

However, the Saker Falcon on Li Che's shoulder had been staring at him for a long time.

As soon as the old man moved, the Saker Falcon screamed, flapped its wings and flew straight into the old man's face.

Everyone only saw a white shadow passing by, and then the old man fell down with his hands covering his face, screaming, and his face behind his palms was covered with blood!

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, pinning the old man to the ground.

When I turned over the old man's palm, I found that it was indeed extremely smooth, without a single callus.

Seeing this scene, the tenants who had been filled with righteous indignation just now showed expressions of fear and instantly scattered and retreated, fearing that they would be implicated because they were too close to the old man.

Li Che sneered, turned over and got off the horse, and the Saker Falcon flapped its wings and returned to his shoulder and stood upright.

He walked up to the old man, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, the blade had already landed on the old man's neck: "Tell me! Who sent you here?"

The old man's face was covered in blood, with blood running down his eyelids. He just closed his eyes tightly and remained silent.

Li Che didn't have time to tangle with him. He sheathed his knife and snorted coldly, "Chop it off."

The two bodyguards behind him did not hesitate. One of them held the old man down tightly, while the other immediately raised the sword in his hand.

As the blade was about to fall, there were cries of surprise from all around, and the old man turned pale with fear:

"Wait! Your Highness, I'm the Yang family's steward. My young master sent me here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the tenants were thrown into chaos.

Li Che raised his eyes to look at Yang Lie in the prison van. The latter was also quite tough, but he just stiffened his neck and looked at Li Che.

The old man knew that his crime of betraying his master was unforgivable, but he still had hope and kept kowtowing: "Your Highness, please spare my life, Your Highness, please spare my life!"

The two guards cast inquiring glances at Li Che.

"You explained it quickly enough." Li Che waved his hand: "Take him away and chop him off!"

The old man suddenly felt as if his throat was pinched and he swallowed back his plea for mercy.

I took such a huge risk to betray my master, but in the end, I changed "chopped him off on the spot" to "dragged him away and chopped him off".

Risking your life just to die in a different place?

However, Li Che's personal guards were absolutely loyal and would not get entangled with him any further.

He immediately carried him to an empty corner like a dead dog, and with a flick of his knife, blood gushed out.

A head fell to the ground and rolled onto the street.

All the tenants gasped and subconsciously touched their necks, only to feel a chill running through their necks.

A life was executed during the conversation. Li Che looked at the tenants coldly with a murderous look on his face: "Is there anyone who wants to plead for them?"

The tenants were so frightened that no one dared to show up.

Li Che's expression eased slightly, and he spoke again:

"I know that your ancestors have been exploited by the aristocratic families for generations, and it is difficult for you to change your mindset in a short period of time, which is why you have done such a foolish thing."

"Of course, the imperial court has its own laws. How can the serious crime of treason be easily dismissed just because of a few words from you?"

The people all had pale faces and were only wearing tattered clothes in the middle of winter. Li Che's heart was not made of stone, so it was naturally impossible for him to be without mercy.

But his face remained calm as he slowly said, "Without the master, you can't move forward. I understand how difficult it is for you. Ultimately, this matter is caused by me and the King of Yan. I and the King of Yan will not leave you alone."

"When I report this matter to the court, His Majesty will send someone to investigate the matter thoroughly and return the land annexed by the aristocratic family to you."

"If you don't trust the court, or if the land you were allocated isn't enough to support your family, then head north! Whether you go to Yan or Feng, you'll need food!"

Since the prince had made the promise himself, even if the common people present still had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to refute it.

They immediately shouted "Long live the emperor" and knelt down to express their gratitude.

Li Che frowned, but didn't bother asking them to stand up.

After kneeling for so long, I don’t know how to stand up anymore. What’s the point of standing up just this once?

He knew that changing the minds of these people would not happen overnight.

Only if the imperial court persists in implementing the imperial examination system and continues to crack down on aristocratic families can ordinary people also have the opportunity to study and hold official positions.

They will eventually understand who is truly good to them and who is the dark cloud oppressing their heads.

After saying this, Li Che no longer paid attention to the people. He waved his whip and led the army out of Ji County in a mighty manner.

Li Lin also took a deep look at the people kneeling on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and followed the army away.

Without the people to stop them, the aristocratic families had no other options and were escorted out of Ji County by the army.

Only after Li Che left did the officials of Ji County muster up the courage to leave their homes.

Except for a foolish county magistrate, 80% of the bureaucratic system in Ji County or the north was composed of people from aristocratic families. Li Che swept away the four major families in a swift and decisive manner, and they felt like the sky had fallen.

Countless messengers spread out and spread the news to all parts of Daqing.

. . . . . .

On the other side, Qu Jinshan and the middle-aged men of the Tong family rode at full speed and finally arrived at the rebel camp after dawn.

After being stopped by the rebel scouts, the middle-aged man revealed his identity and the group collected their weapons and were let in.

Qu Jinshan looked straight ahead, his face calm, but his heart was pounding wildly.

A month ago, he was just a captain guarding Sifang Pavilion. Although he could be considered from a military family and had family martial arts skills, he had never actually been on the battlefield.

The camp is surrounded by tigers and leopards. How could he not be nervous?

But thinking of His Highness' instructions, Qu Jinshan gritted his teeth and his eyes became calm and firm.

Entering the tent, an old man in a long robe was sitting behind a desk.

Qu Jinshan knew clearly that this person was Tong Wenjun who controlled 150,000 rebel troops.

Tong Wenjun looked up and when he saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Qingshu? Why are you here?"

The middle-aged man couldn't hold it in any longer and immediately collapsed to his knees, crying: "Second Uncle, my father...he..."

"What happened to my brother?" Tong Wenjun already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to reply, Qu Jinshan, who was standing aside, snorted coldly and threw the thing in his hand forward.

"Your elder brother is here!"

He threw a ball-shaped object wrapped in white cloth and covered in blood into Tong Wenjun's arms.

Tong Wenjun looked down and his pupils shrank sharply!