Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

"Please, please don't kill me! Waaaaaah!"

"I will study hard, I'm sure I can dance well, please, Your Highness Prince Liang, Your Highness Prince Liang, sob sob sob!"

Emperor Shumei was being carried by several strong men, and no matter how much he struggled, he was getting closer and closer to the rolling river.

At the stern of the ship, a burly man with sinister eyes, wielding a decapitation sword, was staring at him with eyes that looked at a dead man. This made him realize something instantly, and he struggled even more fiercely.

While singing in a trembling voice, distorted by fear, the musicians playing the tunes from the Chang'an dance rehearsal were also singing.

Tears of fear soaked the paint on his face, making this dignified king of Japan look like a demon from a mass grave.

Li Yin ignored the pleas for mercy coming from behind him.

He was furiously looking at the golden eagle in his hand, along with the letter sent by his imperial brother and the summary of intelligence discovered by the Imperial Guards. The veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Beside him, Di Rengui's eyes flickered.

"Your Highness, it seems that perhaps you, as a regional prince, are doing too well. In terms of local governance and coordination, many things don't require the court to worry about. As a result, these high-ranking officials have become so lax..."

"Hmph!" Li Yin snorted coldly.

He slapped the document he had just finished reading into the other person's arms, looking at Luoyang and Chang'an, which were about to be reached. He had originally prepared a gift especially for his imperial brother.

However, it was all messed up by those bastards from Jiangnan Road and Huainan Road.

"Your Highness, if we are killed, not only will the Tang Dynasty gain no benefit, but those feudal lords and powerful clans will also never surrender to the Tang Dynasty after learning of our deaths. I implore you to reconsider!"

"Keeping us alive is more valuable than killing us..."

Soga no Emishi, who had also been pushed to the stern, was now desperately and frantically begging for mercy from Li Yin in Tang language.

however.

As Li Yin pondered how to deal with the two treacherous officials, his brows furrowed in displeasure.

Beside him, Di Rengui urged him in a cold voice.

"What are you all standing there for? Chop him up and throw him in to feed the fish!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Emperor Shuming's neck was pressed against the railing at the stern of the ship. He tried his best to struggle, but he was too short to reach the railing, so even his feet were grabbed by a Tang soldier.

His mouth was stuffed with tattered rags that smelled of fish, and as he looked at the gleaming broadsword raised high, a surge of heat finally welled up in his legs and he could no longer suppress it.

"Whoosh—!"

"Pfft!"

A pair of eyes filled with fear followed the head as it fell into the surging river.

The soldier, gripping the headless corpse's legs with a look of utter displeasure, hurriedly lifted and pushed the body of the former king as if it were trash.

It was then thrown into the river.

The corpse, bound with stones, quickly sank into the river water, which was tinged with crimson, and disappeared after a few waves.

When Soga no Ezo's neck was pressed against the railing still stained with the blood of Emperor Jomei, his body began to convulse with instinctive fear.

At that moment, he finally truly felt the approach of death.

His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something to beg for mercy or to try to gain some value for himself.

however.

All that came out of his throat was an unpleasant "hoarse" sound.

"Pfft!"

Not far away, several musicians from the Liang Prince's mansion looked at these beheaded Japanese "big shots" and shook their heads with regret.

"It's a pity that I even choreographed a dance for them. They have quite a talent for learning it."

In the ceremonial hall of the ship's cabin.

Li Yin looked at the few men under his command who had accompanied him back to the capital.

Di Rengui, a scholar in the inner cabinet of the Liang Prince's Palace, and Wang Xuanze, a general of the Tang Dynasty's cavalry in Silla.

Meanwhile, those who remained in Silla included Di Rengui's elder brother, Di Renquan, and Jing Junhong, the Marquis of Jingshui and commander of the Tang army in Silla.

"The corruption in these two regions has reached a point where severe punishment is necessary. Judging from the Crown Prince's arrangements, we can regard these two regions as treasonous acts and the seizure of territory. The Crown Prince ordered me to land in Yangzhou on the coast of Huainan Province, with other vassal kings stationed in all directions. We must not give these traitors any chance of survival!"

"Does anyone have anything to say?"

The ship has begun to change course, heading towards Deungju Port and then returning to Busan Port.

Looking at the geomantic map in front of him, Di Rengui, perhaps because he had been a cruel official in Silla for so long, exuded a chilling aura that made Jing Junhong feel uneasy.

He squinted: "Your Highness, since we are treating this country as an enemy, and all sides are dead ends, we must be wary of some desperate individuals resorting to drastic measures..."

He raised one hand as if to behead someone, startling Jing Junhong, who was standing nearby, who quickly interrupted him.

"No! Two wounds, but the people are still the people of our Great Tang. How can they be treated like this?! Your Highness..." He looked at Li Yin, who was also looking at Di Rengui with a speechless expression.

"Your Highness, I believe that we should assess the situation before taking Yangzhou. If there is resistance in Yangzhou, or even fierce resistance, we can then use ruthless methods against the other prefectures of Huainan Circuit. However, if Yangzhou is easily taken by us, then Huainan Circuit still has some merit."

"Even though both circuits are corrupt, with villains colluding with the court, how can all the officials assigned by the Ministry of Personnel to various places in these two circuits as county magistrates or local officials be bought off?"

Di Rengui frowned: "If that's the case, it will give many people the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, and we will need to transfer more troops from Silla to maintain order."

"Then transfer it!" Li Yin waved his hand.

He has a lot of wealth!

Not to mention, his elder brother, Prince Li Ke of Han, was in charge of the navy. Although he was not assigned any tasks, he was always ready to lead the navy as firefighters.

Even though he squandered his family fortune, his older brother still had to support him!

At the Duke of Yue's mansion in Lingnan Road, Feng Ang rubbed his temples with a helpless expression.

Looking at Prince Li You of Chu in front of him, this prospective son-in-law had already laid out the Crown Prince's edict before him, what could he say?

"Your Highness, I obey the decree. However, you must not confuse those greedy thieves with the common people of both sides!"

He is really scared!

This King of Chu was good in every way. He never caused any trouble in Lingnan Road. Every day, besides going to the Southern Agricultural College of the Great Tang Dynasty, he would take his daughter for a stroll.

But only when it comes to matters concerning the current crown prince.

He truly acts without regard for the consequences. Just a few days ago, someone from Siam captured and brought to him the former King of Lin Yi, Fan Fanzhi, who was wanted by Li You.

I wonder if Li You has ruined him or not.

Or perhaps it has already been turned into human fat.