Chapter 1874: Chapter 7: Flames of Chaos, The Leopard’s Transformation
This order spread downwards, leaving many unwilling, yet it was only unwillingness.
After all, those who needed to accept the Wolf King’s grain were just people with no other way out. Wei Yiwen fiercely overturned the table, shouting angrily: "Ridiculous, ridiculous!!!"
He finally could not take it anymore.
What nonsense of Wen Zheng!
Damn Wen Zheng!
He rode off to find He Ruoqinhu, but He Ruoqinhu had been invited to a banquet in the palace by the Empress. Wei Yiwen stood before the General’s residence, feeling only coldness in his hands, his whole body losing strength.
He Ruoqinhu!
He wrote to Grandmaster Jiang Su.
Jiang Su received the letter.
The military god had just returned from a confrontation with Emperor Qin when a scout handed over Wei Yiwen’s letter. Jiang Su unfolded the letter, both his intact eye and his mechanical jade-carved eye reflecting the words.
Wei Yiwen was known for his sharp penmanship, a name renowned in his time.
But the strokes of this letter trembled.
One could imagine how painful, struggling, and unwilling Wei Yiwen was when he wrote this letter.
Wei Yiwen hoped Jiang Su would return.
Having found no response from He Ruoqinhu, he turned to Jiang Su.
He said he would spare no expense, even if it meant provoking Jiang Yuan and dying, he would delay this matter. He begged Grandmaster Jiang Su to return, or at least write a letter to stop Jiang Yuan’s reckless behavior.
Jiang Su calmly placed the letter on the fire, and the flames reflected in his eyes as the Deputy General silently asked, "Is it because of the Wolf King battle back then, that the situation today is affecting the common people?"
Jiang Su’s gaze reflected the firelight as he said: "No."
"The common people took the Wolf King’s grain because they can’t eat their fill."
"It is our fault, how can we resent them for accepting the Wolf King’s grain. Demanding the starving people to die with the integrity of a loyal minister is absurd."
The Deputy General, also a renowned general ranked nineteenth among the Seven Heavens, asked perplexedly:
"But if so, why doesn’t the Grandmaster return?"
Jiang Su looked into the distance, gazing at the scarlet Qilin Pattern military flag, the firelight mingling at the edges of his sight, blending with the Qilin Army’s banner, blazing like a fierce fire. Jiang Su said:
"I’m waiting..."
The firelight in Jiang Su’s eyes brightened and flickered.
...
Jiang Gao was reminded by Wei Yiwen to stop the Ying Country troops.
Wei Yiwen kowtowed, tears streaming down: "At this moment, only you can stop these soldiers, Your Highness. How can blades swing to the people’s heads just because they want a full meal?"
This old minister’s heartache was profound, his tears streaming. He was ambitious for fame, yet he yearned for Jiang Wanxiang’s high aspirations. Now struggling, he ultimately made a decision amid Jiang Yuan’s repeated absurdities.
"The old minister will also do his best to stop this, Your Highness, please exert yourself."
Wei Yiwen hurriedly came and went, hoping to intervene through political power, at least suppressing, delaying the event. Jiang Gao personally led his remaining confidants, rushing to one side of the capital, witnessing a scene like purgatory on earth.
Seeing the common people bound and pushed into pits.
The gentleman, always gentle as jade and yearning for kinship, finally had his last straw broken. A surge of fiery righteous indignation rose, and he instinctively grabbed the bow and arrows beside his warhorse. He drew the bow and shot.
The large banner with the Gray Dragon Pattern was severed by his arrow.
Clatter——
The Gray Dragon Pattern’s large flag fell, knocking down many people. The commotion was big enough to draw everyone’s attention back, only to see Jiang Gao holding the bow and arrow, his face flushed, his eyes almost spitting fire.
"What are you doing!!!"
The leading general bowed and replied: "The late Emperor’s demise was due to Chen Fubi’s incident back then, and these lowly people!" He pointed to those bound and thrown into ravines, saying: "Actually followed Chen Fubi, storming the capital city."
"Plundering our Daying Kingdom’s granaries, ignorantly taking them away."
"Such actions, if not severely punished, how will the world know the majesty of our Daying Kingdom?! It is under His Majesty’s order, to deal with such people."
"Deal with?!
Those words were unpleasant to the ear.
To the extent of being extremely grating, Jiang Gao’s gaze slowly fell, looking at those people, men and women, young and old, faces of panic, holding each other. The cries of children, women’s sobs, men’s roars merged.
Just the fire of chaos.
And these sights all reflected in Jiang Gao’s eyes, finally making his heart beat with angry thumps. The sorrow of all people formed a torrent, his temple throbbed as he looked, the general actually felt a twinge of fear.
As if facing an enraged dragon.
"What absurd decree is this!"
"Since the late Emperor never had such orders, how can you act so!"
The general cupped his hands and said: "It is His Majesty’s order."
Jiang Gao took a deep breath and said: "Stop."
The general simply said: "Without the Imperial Decree penned by His Majesty, I fear if I stop, my whole family would also be buried alive, it is truly not possible to comply."
Jiang Gao said: "Even if it is me, it’s not enough?"
The general bowed and replied softly: "I can temporarily stop, but please return to the palace to obtain His Majesty’s decree, then I will naturally cease. To be honest, burying people alive, especially a batch of hungry people, is not good work."
