The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

Everyone who had been staring at Li Jixin was stunned when they saw the broken arena beneath his feet.

The person in charge of the construction of the arena was Dong Jianliang, a member of the Ministry of Works. He quickly ran to Li Jixin and took a closer look. It was indeed made of top-quality sandalwood.

Li Jixin tilted his head and sneered, "Master Dong, right? I'm here for a martial arts competition, not a performance. Is this how you, the Ministry of Works, cut corners?"

Some people in the crowd were already laughing at what they said.

Dong Jianliang quickly denied it, but when he saw Li Jixin's smile, he knew that Li Jixin had done it on purpose. But how did this young man do it? Was his kung fu really that advanced?

"Please forgive me, Second Young Master. I will go and replace this table right away."

"You have no experience. You need to put blue bricks under the countertop and then top it with good wood."

The onlookers were once again made to laugh uncontrollably by Li Jixin's serious look, and Dong Jianliang bowed and left in embarrassment.

After Li Jixin had given the Ministry of Works a show of force, he continued, "The last time I went back to Luocheng was three and a half years ago. Back then, things at the Ministry of Works weren't as bad as they are now, right?"

Several craftsmen from the Ministry of Works were so embarrassed that they couldn't even raise their heads, but they didn't dare to talk back.

Li Jixin waited until the laughter died down before he continued, "I know everyone has a lot of speculation about the tournament. There are even rumors that my Lin Palace is going to start a massacre in Luocheng.

Today I am here to dispel a rumor. Luocheng is where my father was born and grew up. As long as Emperor Zhaowen keeps his promise and does not engage in any conspiracy or trickery, my Jiyang army will never set foot in Luocheng.

I don't ask for much, I just want you to bring my great-grandmother home and find Doctor Ye, who originally treated my mother, to continue treating her.

It was Emperor Zhaowen who wanted to challenge me in the arena. If I didn't make some demands, wouldn't it seem like I was at his mercy? That's why I suggested adding ten more people.

Those pampered adults always like to say that the people of Jiyang are tough and lack education. Let these ten learned men educate the people of Jiyang."

When Li Jixin said this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"But don't forget, it was these tough people of Jiyang who defended the Dayu Kingdom for over four hundred years.

Jiyang is a hard place, with strong winds and sandstorms, low grain production, and constant vigilance against invasion by foreign enemies. If given a choice, which Jiyang native would be willing to stay there?

It was the ancestors of my Li family who promised not to pay grain taxes, to provide relief grain every year, and never to recruit soldiers from the people of Jiyang in exchange for their eternal defense of Jiyang.

You have not seen the scene of the northern barbarians wantonly robbing and killing the people of Jiyang inside the pass.

They love to torture people with cruel methods: skinning, pulling out tendons, gouging out eyes, and cutting out tongues. These are just mild punishments. Some Qiang people and Northern Rong people call the people of Dayu 'four-legged sheep.'"

Li Jixin's voice choked, and the sarcastic smile disappeared, replaced by unspeakable grief and indignation.

"They treat the Dayu people as their food! Four years ago, the Qiang people invaded our border again. They took advantage of the change of guard to sneak attack the border village. All the adult men in the village were tortured and killed, and the women and children were tied up. By the time General Chen realized something was wrong, it was too late.

I saw with my own eyes that the Qiang people abused our women and pierced several children with spears, roasted them on the fire and ate them..."

Four years later, Li Jixin still gnashed his teeth in hatred when he recalled the scene of that year. His palms were clenched and trembling slightly, showing his inner anger.

Those in the crowd who had already softened their hearts began to cry.

"After that incident, my father led his troops all the way to the Qiang royal court, determined to seek justice for the people of Dayu. If I hadn't been soft-hearted during that battle..."

Li Jixin had tears in his eyes. He would never forget that he was deceived by a four or five-year-old child and was almost shot through the chest by an arrow.

"My father was seriously injured while trying to save me and was bedridden for over three months. And I slaughtered every last member of the Qiang royal family.

At that time, you said that my Lin Wangfu was the protector of Dayu Kingdom. But time has passed, and some people actually say that my father is ambitious, that I have a cruel heart, and that the people of Jiyang are fierce and cruel... Ha!

The crying in the crowd became louder. They still remembered that Prince Lin was seriously injured. Not only did the late emperor vomit blood in the court that day, but many ordinary people felt like the sky was falling.

Later, when the late emperor passed away, Prince Lin traveled thousands of miles back to Beijing to mourn, even though he had not yet fully recovered. When he left, the people spontaneously saw him off.

Many people still remember that winter day when King Lin, who had always been as handsome as a god, became skinny and so fragile that a three-year-old child could push him down.

"You've had so many good days that you think these peaceful days fell from the sky, and that the millions of soldiers and people of Jiyang deserve to use their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's weapons for you.

No one sees the efforts made by the people of Jiyang, no one sees the sufferings of the people of Jiyang!

In recent years, Jiyang has suffered from natural disasters. The imperial court not only owes the Jiyang army military expenses and supplies, but even the relief food given to the people of Jiyang is rotten food mixed with sand.

There were nearly 10 million people living in Jiyang and the Jiyang border garrison. In two years, the imperial court only allocated more than 30 million kilograms of this kind of grain that was moldy and rotten with dirt. Haha...

During those two years, the people of Yucheng, Pingyao Prefecture, and Beiming Prefecture all lent a helping hand. My eldest brother was driven to desperation and even went to rob the State of Yan.

My eldest brother is Li Jiren, a name bestowed upon him by the late Emperor himself, who personally raised him. He entrusted him with his benevolent heart, and the ancestors of the Great Yu Kingdom, having nearly extinguished their bloodline, forbade the Great Yu Kingdom from invading other countries.

He can defend his own country from the invasion of the enemy, but he cannot take the initiative to invade other countries. If he really can't hold on any longer, why would he do that?

But the imperial court seemed to be blind, deaf and dead, and more than 300,000 people in Jiyang starved to death. Even in this situation, they were still trying to save rations to leave for the soldiers on the border. The promise made by the ancestors of the Li family was like a fart... Hehe..."

Li Jixin sneered, but tears were still in the corners of his eyes. If it weren't for Yucheng and the other two prefectures, they wouldn't have been able to survive the first year.

"Impossible! How could that be? That's three pounds of food per person, mixed with sand and dirt?"

Some people questioned it, but when they saw the handsome young man with a miserable expression on the stage, they couldn't help but believe it.

At this time, a large group of guards arrived and drove away the growing crowd.

Li Jixin stood on the stage, looking coldly at the commander of the Imperial Guard, Shen Meng.

Shen Meng thought he was good at kung fu. Li Jixin was much younger than his son, but he didn't dare to look into Li Jixin's eyes.

"Shen Meng, you are also a military commander, and you have also been to Jiyang. As a military commander, tell everyone, is there a single lie in what I said?"

Li Jixin's words were not only shrill, but also full of murderous intent.

The guards tried harder to drive away the crowd, but no one was willing to leave at this moment. Everyone was staring at Li Jixin and Shen Meng.

Shen Meng didn't dare to confront Li Jixin anymore. He turned around and shouted at the guards: "What are you doing here? Why don't you drive them away?"

The more he acted like this, the more the people believed in Li Jixin's words, and the crying in the crowd became louder and louder.

There were also people who blamed themselves for having spoken ill of Prince Lin and the people of Jiyang.

Shen Meng pleaded with Li Jixin, "Second Master, this is my duty. I really have no choice. But if these people don't leave, I'm afraid..."

Li Jixin was only speaking out today because he was angry and felt that he was righteous after hearing others accusing his father and the people of Jiyang in the past few days.

Now he has said almost everything he wanted to say. Others will judge his merits and demerits, and there is still a long way to go.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Shen Meng coldly again and walked down from the ring.

The crowd automatically made way for him.

When Li Jixin arrived, he was as lazy as a dandy, but when he left, even his upright back was filled with sadness...