Chapter 456: Death of Lei Ao

For Sisi, Lei Ao's death was a good thing.

Because the "must" kill him was the Xia people. The Black Miao tribe would not trouble Sisi, but would solemnly invite the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Tribe to discuss the anti-Xia event.

The excuse for rebellion that was lost when the envoy Lan Tiankuo was assassinated by Yue Hongling suddenly came back.

Lei Zhentang, the leader of the Black Miao tribe, sent out invitations to heroes at night, inviting all tribes to gather in Dali.

The meaning is that since the Xia people will kill my son, you can't escape either, why don't you rebel against him together!

Everyone knows that this is just an excuse, but there must be such an excuse.

There was originally a group of chieftains who were ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the current turmoil in the Great Xia to establish an independent country, but what was lacking was a broader consensus among the hundreds of officials.

The opposition of the "small tribe" such as the Ling Clan is a small matter. There are also many large tribes such as the Bai Miao and Yao Clan who are pro-Xia, who also hold an opposing attitude. They all think that there is no difference between the current situation and self-government. I don't want to establish a country. If I have to rebel, it's like taking off my pants and farting. Don't you know how the Xuanwei Envoy bullied the people? Don't you, Lei Zhentang, have a 30-70 split? How dare you say that?

Sisi even thinks that this is just the ambition of the Black Miao to take the opportunity to integrate the various tribes. Once they really gather forces and start an alliance, Shujun will send troops to "suppress" them. It will be easy to cause integration during the war, and the strongest will be sent out. In the end, a yellow robe will be put on, and the Dali Kingdom will come out.

Lei Zhentang is a rare figure on the list of troubled times in Miaojiang. He is 28th on the list of land, a little higher than Wang Daozhong. He has a very high prestige in Miaojiang and has great power. With Shi Wuding's secret assistance, he is fully qualified to do such a thing.

However, Sisi's idea did not get the consensus of the Bai Miao and other tribes. They just think that it is not good for them to oppose.

Each of them has their own ideas. Miaojiang has been turbulent for several months, and the Black Miao have been forming alliances among various tribes for a long time.

The atmosphere was already at its most tense. From the eyes of the people when Zhao Changhe entered Xizhou, it can be seen that the Miaojiang people's dissatisfaction with the Xia people is already beyond words. The Black Miao side only needs to reach a consensus with the last few tribes. At that time, they will raise their arms and use the envoys as sacrifices to rebel. The small tribes such as the Ling tribe can only follow helplessly.

At this time, Yue Hongling fled to Miaojiang and met Sisi by chance. Sisi learned that Yue Hongling was being hunted by Shi Wuding, so she secretly took her in. The unfriendly atmosphere because of pretending to be Yue Hongling disappeared, and it was really like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, calling each other sisters and sisters very affectionately.

After staying for a while, Yue Hongling learned about the current situation here. One was angry that the Xuanwei envoy was bullying the people, and the other did not want to be coerced into rebellion. The two sisters hit it off. Sisi pretended to be Yue Hongling to attract the attention of Shi Wuding, and Yue Hongling lurked in Dali to assassinate Lan Tiankuo. On the day of the action, Zhao Changhe stepped into the storm.

With Lan Tiankuo's death, the reason for the Black Miao to revolt suddenly disappeared, but they were on the string and could not stop.

Lei Ao's assassination became the best reason, even better than the reason for opposing the Xuanwei envoy.

Lei Ao was the young master of a clan, and his assassination was a serious political event. The Bai Miao and other tribes would also think that Lei Ao had no bad deeds in normal times. Since the Xia people would kill Lei Ao, would they also kill themselves?

Of course, everyone is not stupid. Who killed Lei Ao? What if Lei Zhentang killed his son for his ambition? This must be investigated first.

The next day, more than a dozen leaders of the tribes who were begging for food around Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake gathered in Dali at the invitation of Lei Zhentang, the leader of the Black Miao tribe.

Sisi, as the leader of the spirit tribe, was naturally invited. She brought a small team to the meeting, with two guardians on the left and right, one male and one female, who were unfamiliar faces that no one had seen before.

Naturally, they were Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling, whose injuries had basically recovered.

Zhao Changhe was still dressed as Si Laoye, and Yue Hongling wore a blue spirit tribe costume, which was specially selected to not expose the waist, but her shoulders and waist were straight and unexpectedly looked very charming, so Zhao Changhe maliciously smeared her face to make it ugly, just to prevent others from staring at her.

When entering the hall, the atmosphere was very solemn.

Thousands of people were crowded in the hall, Lei Zhentang sat in the main seat, in front of him was a stretcher covered with white cloth, and Lei Ao's body was lying.

Many people surrounded Lei Ao's body and examined it, and finally shook their heads and retreated, returning to the queue of their own tribe.

Sisi took the opportunity to ask a familiar tribe leader: "Sister Pan, how is the situation?"

Pan is the head of the twelve Yao clans, the Yao tribe leader Pan Wan. This is a charming woman, nearly 40 years old... It seems that Sisi treats everyone she meets as her sister.

At this time, Pan Wan looked solemn and whispered: "He is indeed dead. I have personally checked it and found no signs of forgery by witchcraft or other strange arts. It is a real corpse."

Sisi was stunned and frowned: "He really killed his own son..."

Pan Wan asked: "Did Lei Ao just leave your mountain village before?"

"Yes, I didn't kill him."

"It's not that you killed him, and Chief Lei didn't mean to do so." Pan Wan glanced at her: "But this means that thousands of Black Miao people witnessed the assassination by the Xia people."

Sisi said disdainfully: "They are all their people. Whoever assassinated is the one, can this be used as evidence?"

"But the assassin was caught on the spot. He is indeed a Xia person, and he is an official in Shu County. It is said that his name is Qi Siyuan." Pan Wan pursed her lips: "Look, over there."

Zhao Changhe and his family turned their heads and saw a group of Black Miao people kneeling in the corner with a Xia person in black clothes, looking depressed and lowering their heads.

Qi Siyuan is a swordsman from Shu County and is somewhat famous. From this point of view, it seems that it is a foregone conclusion that Shu County sent someone to assassinate Lei Ao.

Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, it was not just that Li Si'an was in trouble. Now it seemed that the incident had nothing to do with Li Si'an. Zhao Changhe put aside his most worrying point and said: "Who can you deceive with such a false excuse? Why did Shu County kill Lei Ao all the time? Even if he wanted to kill him, why did he do it in front of thousands of people? How can such a stupid assassin come from being killed by force in front of soldiers and horses?"

Sisi looked at the white cloth on the stretcher over there, with a deep meaning in her eyes: "That's not important. What's important is that the things are true. Not everyone here has read, and the majority are hot-headed fools."

Zhao Changhe was startled. This is true. He always thinks that everyone has their own thoughts. In fact, most of the Bailiao are hunters or herdsmen in the mountains. They really don’t think too much about the details behind the case. What happened happened, and Lei Zhentang's purpose was achieved.

He thought for a moment, then went to the stretcher to look at the body.

At this time, the noise in the hall has gradually subsided, and most people have finished looking at the corpses they wanted to see. Qi Siyuan, who was captured on the spot, is there. The facts are clear, and there is nothing more that needs to be understood. Lei Zhentang quietly looked at the family heads in the hall who had returned to their respective positions, and said calmly: "Have you seen it clearly now?"

Pan Wan said: "How about asking the murderer to explain why he did this?"

There was a black Miao man over there pulling Qi Siyuan's hair. Qi Siyuan raised his head and looked very arrogant: "Prefect Zhai hated the poor color of the jadeite supplied by Lei Ao. He sent people to complain several times, but Lei Ao remained the same, which made Prefect Zhai feel that his authority had been compromised. If you provoke him, send me to teach him a lesson, it must be done in public! Da Xiawei, how can you, a foreign barbarian, provoke him?"

The hall was filled with an uproar: "Fuck, that's too much!"

"Go against him, what's so great about Zhai Muzhi!"

"They don't know why the quality of the jadeite is so bad!"

Even Pan Wan shook her head, quite believing this in her heart. It was really possible that this was something Xia officials would do.

Lei Zhentang looked at the angry crowd, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said with great sadness: "Everyone, since the late king was assassinated by Xia Longyuan's trick, the country of Dali was eliminated, all ethnic groups were torn apart, and the Xia people oppressed us and dozens of others. It’s been years. I don’t need to tell you how you have lived over the years. It has only been a month since Lan Tiankuo took office. How many women have you asked for?”

"Now it's my son's turn!"

"One day it will be your son's turn too!"

"I, Lei Zhentang, don't want to live this kind of life as a slave. Do you still want to continue living it?"

The tone was loud and full of incitement, and there was an enthusiastic response in the hall. A discordant voice suddenly sounded: "This dead man is not your son at all. What are you shouting here?"

Lei Zhentang's voice was stuck in his throat, and he became furious: "Who are you!"

Immediately, people came up to him and introduced to Lei Zhentang in a low voice the spiritual protector Si Laoye who had made a big splash in front of the village last night.

Lei Zhentang sneered and said: "It turns out that you are the protector of the Spirit Clan. Your Excellency is very skilled in swordsmanship. I heard that you are close to the Middle Earth?"

"Does it matter who I am?" Zhao Changhe didn't care at all: "Is it more important whether you are your son?"

Lei Zhentang slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up angrily: "Can I still recognize my own son?"

"That's strange." Zhao Changhe pinched the deceased's cheeks and pried open his mouth: "As far as I know, your son lost a tooth, but the deceased's teeth are intact... Oh, there is a bit of decay. This kind of tooth The technique is pretty good, can Chief Lei teach it to everyone?"

There was suddenly silence in the hall.

The deceased was stabbed in the throat, and none of the autopsy examiners tried to pry his closed mouth.

But how could this person think of this... What's even more strange is that he was sure it was a fake before he pried it open!