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Chapter 196: My will is only for three provinces and six departments

At this moment.

Everyone present, regardless of the status or status of the people, whether they are of men or women, or age, all formed a whole, transformed into a huge wave, and wanted to smash those sinners to pieces!

At this moment.

The Tang people have never been so united!

Faced with such an unprecedented torrent.

The group of tied monks were so scared that they collapsed directly on the ground.

Bian Ji was also full of panic on his face, and he stumbled around the platform and found angry eyes everywhere.

He subconsciously looked at Princess Gaoyang.

He found that His Royal Highness, his eyes were also breathing fire, raised his fists, and shouted with everyone: "Kill them!"

Bian Ji's face turned pale.

A heart seemed to be smashed in an instant.

After a long time.

The sound of killing gradually stopped.

People stared at the Taoist platform.

Everyone was waiting for Fang Ying to speak because this was a defense conference, and the protagonist of this verdict was Fang Ying.

On stage.

Fang Ying looked at Bian Ji coldly and said, "Bian Ji! Didn't you just say that the Buddha worshipped in the temple? What's the situation now?"

"This...I..."

Monk Bian Ji's brain was confused and he couldn't even say a word.

"What are you!"

Fang Ying shouted coldly: "One of them, the six senses are unclean! Under various guises, they will accumulate money! They will not pay taxes, pay grain, serve, and do not do production! They are really a group of borers parasitizing on the Tang Dynasty!"

Bian Ji's habitual quibbling: "Amitabha, I am a monk..."

"Shut up!"

Fang Ying interrupted him and shouted: "The Tang Dynasty is tolerant, the saints are kind, but this is not your reason to be arrogant! It's okay if you suck the blood of the Tang Dynasty, but now, you dare to worship ghosts openly! It's simply unforgivable. !”

"Dispute your law is the greatest shame for my family to win in this life!"

These words were like invisible knifes, piercing Bian Ji's bloody hole, making him look as if he was dead, and he staggered back and almost fell down.

"Hmph! Dog-like stuff!"

Fang Ying cursed and turned his head to face the Baiqisi people: "Everyone, announce it, and dispose of these ghost-worshiping garbage!"

At the Buddhist and Taoist debate meeting, Baiqisi suddenly came with the monk who had committed the crime. It must be Li Shimin who was behind the scenes.

Since the matter is made public.

Li Shimin must have subsequent treatment.

really.

Senior year took a step forward and announced coldly:

"The saint's decree, Xianzang Temple privately worships Goguryeo war crime tablets, openly worships ghosts, and prescribes the abbot's death penalty!"

"Imprisoned death penalty!"

"The monks in Chuxianzang Temple were sentenced to death!"

"The county magistrate of Chang'an County will be directly under the jurisdiction of the territory, be dismissed and investigated, and be exiled to Lingnan!"

"The minister of the Honglu Temple, the Zoroastrian temples are not supervised effectively, and they are dismissed and investigated!"

"Ministry of Rites, if the supervision of the Honglu Temple is not effective, the salary will be fined for one year!"

"The Baiqisi arrested the female lay Buddhist in Xianzang Temple and dug three feet into Chang'an to chase the real murderer behind it!"

"The Purple-clothed Heavenly Master of the Preaching Sect seals the battle tablets on the spot! Give the divine weapons and battle arrays so that they will never be reborn!"

"Put down Xianzang Temple, build Wuliang Taoist temple on the original site, set up the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor, suppress the filthy land, and establish Qingping forever!"

Speaking of this, I paused for a while in my senior year of high school and then added.

"This decree is only three provinces. If the subordinate provinces want to refute it, come to me to tell you, but even if I issue an edict to blame myself, I will do this matter!"

After finishing the senior year of high school.

The scene was silent.

In a moment.

With a "boom", a tsunami-like cheer erupted.

"The emperor is wise!"

"The saint did not disappoint me!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

"Long live your Majesty!!"

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!!"

The people of all the people shouted long live, and the waves remained uninterrupted.

As a representative of the Taoist sect and the representative of the court, Fang Ying stood on the Taoist plaza, with gorgeous sunlight shining on the green shirt, with a resolute figure and a determined expression.

In the eyes of everyone.

He was lucky and shouted coldly: "Take it!"

clang--!

The Hundred Riders all pulled out the horizontal swords from their waists.

The perfect standard knives of Datang flashed with dazzling cold light under the sun. The next moment, the blade lights were connected into one piece and suddenly slashed downwards.

"puff!!"

Glossy heads fell to the ground.

The previous fear made their blood flow faster. After being chopped off their heads, the blood in their bodies instantly found a breakthrough. With a blink of an eye, the blood sputtered out of the smooth fracture of their necks, like blood-red fountains.

"thump!"

The bodies all fell to the ground.

The Zhongnan Mountain, with its bright and bright moon, has ushered in the dirty blood of sin. After this incident, there will inevitably be Taoist priests here to seal their souls and imprison the Yuan Spirit, so that they will never be reborn.

The scene in front of me was extremely bloody.

However, strangely, no one felt uncomfortable, but instead felt a sense of pleasure, as if a cancer was removed.

The Tang people were warlike and repaying grievances with kindness was not the style of a real gentleman. Only by fighting for tooth and blood for blood can they ensure their own strength and safety of hundreds of millions of people!

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

Cheers came one after another.

The blue robe standing proudly on the White Deer Temple became the object of worship for everyone.

Wait for the voice to weaken.
Chapter completed!
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