Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

Ren Yuan's actions outside the city completely deterred the remaining opportunistic forces in the Song Kingdom from making any further moves.

Because they realized that Ren Yuan was truly unpredictable. Moral blackmail might work on others, but what was that to Ren Yuan?

Didn't you see the guy who stood up and was the first to speak out? His head got smashed!

Rather than harboring some wicked and unscrupulous thoughts, it's better to surrender honestly. At least Ren Yuan won't target those who surrender right now.

Therefore, the handover on the Zhao Song side went very smoothly! Those with money handed over money, and those with crimes handed over crimes. Shi Qian even felt that it was too smooth and there was no room for him to make any moves.

After Ren Yuan took over the Western Song Dynasty, he immediately handled many affairs to ensure the stability of the entire handover process.

The more important thing was handling things, including meeting with some people.

For example—Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian was brought before Ren Yuan, the former king of eunuchs was disheveled and had lost all his energy.

Clearly, after Zhao Ji was taken away, Yang Jian, who had lost his backbone, also lost his greatest support. Many people who had been dissatisfied with him before took the opportunity to cause trouble for him.

In other words, Ren Yuan interrogated him quickly enough; if it had been a few days later, Yang Jian might have died in some remote corner of the city.

"This guilty subject Yang Jian greets Prince Ren."

Yang Jian knelt on the ground, looked at Ren Yuan sitting on the temporary dragon throne of the Western Song Dynasty, sighed deeply, and then bowed to him.

"A traitor? You are not one of my men, so how is your crime judged?"

Although Ren Yuan was sitting on the dragon throne, he still had a table in front of him with a lot of documents piled up on it for him to review. Only after hearing Yang Jian's voice did he look up and carefully look at the former king of eunuchs.

“I have committed four major sins. First, this crippled body has failed to serve the Song Dynasty. Second, I failed to persuade the Emperor Emeritus to surrender in time. Third, I failed to recognize the current situation and did not follow His Majesty’s lead. Fourth… I did not take the Prince seriously back then.”

Yang Jian knelt on the ground, looking up at Ren Yuan. He felt the oppressive aura of a true emperor emanating from Ren Yuan.

In this grand hall, Ren Yuan didn't need to do much; it seemed that he only needed to raise his hand slightly to mobilize all the items in the hall and deliver a fatal blow to him.

This feeling was something that neither Zhao Ji nor Zhao Huan possessed, and even Zhao Xu, who lived before him, seemed to lack.

“Back when I was just an unknown sumo wrestler, people said that you, Yang Jian, were second only to the emperor, and even Cai Jing had to temporarily avoid your sharp edge.”

"Given your status back then, killing me would have been no different than crushing an ant, so of course you wouldn't have cared about me."

Ren Yuan spoke calmly, "Yang Jian is definitely not going to survive, but it would be good to hear his thoughts."

"Yes, but a golden carp is no ordinary fish; it transforms into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds! Who could have imagined that someone who was once an ant in the marketplace would become a behemoth that shakes the world?"

Yang Jian shook his head with a wry smile.

"Life is unpredictable, life is unpredictable!"

"You seem to be quite open-minded about it?"

“Your Highness, I have heard of all your laws. Given everything I’ve done in my life, I’m doomed to die here anyway. What more can I say?”

Yang Jian resigned himself to his fate. He didn't think he could survive Ren Yuan's clutches, so all he wanted now was a quick death.

"Alright, you have a good eye. Now, what are your last words?"

Ren Yuan put down his pen. It would be good if someone like Yang Jian just died; it would save him a lot of trouble!

“This sinner is a rootless man, with incomplete limbs. After Bianjing was captured by Cai Jing, I suppose my manhood will also be gone. Prince Ren, I humbly beg you to leave me a complete corpse, so that I will not be too mutilated when I go down to the underworld.”

Yang Jian made only one request: that he be allowed to have a complete corpse.

"White silk or poison, the choice is yours."

Ren Yuan didn't waste any words. "Since you've said so, let's hurry up. Look at all the things on my table. If we move quickly, it'll be easier for everyone."

"I have used white silk and poison on many ladies, and their deaths were too gruesome. I have long heard of Your Highness's amazing martial arts skills, especially your ability to sever the heart meridian. I dare to ask Your Highness to send them on their way, so that they can be a topic of conversation when they go to the underworld."

Surprisingly, Yang Jian didn't choose anything, but instead hoped that Ren Yuan would accompany him on his journey.

"You're not trying to get me close so you can harm me, are you?"

Ren Yuan chuckled. "No, Yang Jian, how can you be so shameless? You want me to give you a ride back?"

"Your Highness, are you afraid? I am just an old, rootless man. How could I possibly harm you?"

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly. He wanted to, but the problem was he didn't have the opportunity!

“One punch from me and your sternum will shatter. Your death won’t be much better than being poisoned with a white silk ribbon. If you want to die a more dignified death… Shi Qian.”

Ren Yuan looked towards the window of the main hall, where a figure had unknowingly appeared.

"Brother, I'm here."

"Do you have this kind of medicine? We can fulfill his wish."

"Of course."

Shi Qian smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Ren Yuan, then instantly switched to a cold expression as he faced Yang Jian.

"Let's go, Yang Jian. As long as the body is intact, I have plenty of ways to handle it."

"Yang Jian, thank you, Your Highness."

Although Ren Yuan wasn't involved, Yang Jian was still very satisfied with the promise of a complete corpse. He wanted to be as intact as possible after death as possible since he was incomplete in life.

Besides Yang Jian, Ren Yuan also met some other people, such as Liu Fa.

While Ren Yuan could be very casual or even ignore Yang Jian, he couldn't be the same with Liu Fa.

"General, I've heard so much about you."

When Liu Fa arrived, it was Ren Yuan who first bowed to him, not for any other reason than his achievements in Western Xia, which made him worthy of the bow.

"I am but a mere warrior, unworthy of the prince's courtesy."

Liu Fa turned aside, refusing Ren Yuan's bow.

"General, you have lived in Western Xia for so many years and killed countless enemies. This salute is still appropriate."

Ren Yuan smiled; Liu Fa's refusal to accept his gift was exactly what he expected.

"Then I wonder what Your Highness intends to do with this old man? If you want me to submit, this old man is still not quite willing to bend."

It's understandable that Liu Fa was reluctant to surrender; he had only ever believed in the Song Dynasty.

"Old general, I didn't ask you to bend."

Ren Yuan shook his head. These old generals are good in every way, but they always have the Song Dynasty on their minds. Every time they encounter prisoners like this, they have a headache.

"Does Your Highness intend to kill me? Fine, I am willing to die."

Liu Fa stood tall, his face filled with heroic spirit.

"Why would I kill you?"

Ren Yuan was both amused and exasperated. "Old General, isn't it good to be alive? Why must we die?"

"Hmph, you won't surrender, you won't kill me, Ren Yuan, what do you want?"

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