The Demon Lords

Chapter 858

Fortunately, the government troops had already left the city earlier. If I had happened to smash the wine jar when the battalion of cavalry was leaving, I might have been accused of harboring malicious intentions!

To maintain a stable situation, the Earl's Mansion has always had zero tolerance for those who dare to provoke trouble.

The young ones are sent to labor camps with Barbarians, and the older ones, who serve no purpose but still stir up trouble, are directly shot to save on food.

The penalties are cruel, but they ensure the peace and stability of such a large "construction site."

"Hahaha!"

The old man opened another jar of wine from his ox cart, held it with both hands, but couldn't lift it. He could only bring his mouth close and took a large sip, then kicked his legs and shouted:

"Hahaha, back in the day, when Lord Jin expanded the borders and built the nation, what a scene it was. And now, on the mighty gate of Jin, there's the Yan people's Black Dragon flag flying!

This place, it's Jin land, the place where the people of the Three Jin live and thrive, but now it's trampled by the Yan people's horses!

Ancestors above,

Spirits of the forebearers above,

You, you, you, and I, when we die, how can we face them?"

The old man seemed drunk, started acting drunkenly, and began shouting these rebellious words.

Sitting next to Zheng Fan, the Sword Saint heard him and sighed.

Zheng Fan was indifferent, as at his level he wouldn't take offense to a drunken old man's rant.

Furthermore, sitting next to him was the Sword Saint himself, so he had to save face to some extent.

"I saw them setting up tents over there earlier. When I asked, I found out that even the Barbarians from the desert are being relocated here. Hahaha!"

The old man continued laughing,

Then lowered his head and took another sip of wine,

Shouted:

"What has become of the Three Jin lands? The Yan people came and ran wild! The wild people came and ran wild! Now even the Barbarians want to come and defecate on top of us Jin people!"

At this moment, his concubine stood up and helped the old man, seemingly telling him to stop talking.

The words were truly frightening.

The old man, however, pushed his concubine away,

Continuing to shout:

"What is there to fear in saying? What can't be said!

I shall speak,

I wish to speak!

Remember our Jin, once the Situ Family guarded the Snow Sea and the Zhennan gates, holding off the wild people to the north and the Chu Slaves to the south!

Remember our Jin, once the Wenren Family promoted the study society and advocated for culture, freeing our Jin scholars from yearning for the blossoming of the Qian State imperial capital!

Remember our Jin, once the Helian Family's cavalry traversed the world, south and north, enriching Jin's commerce from east to west, making it inconvenient for foreign merchants unless they learned Jin dialect!

Remember our Jin, once there was a Sword Saint whose sword could fly…...

When he mentioned the Sword Saint,

The old man stopped.

Zheng Fan specifically paid attention to the Sword Saint's expression beside him, noticing that the Sword Saint's face did not show an "I'm eager to hear more" expression, only a self-mocking smile.

"The Helian and Wenren families were exterminated, their businesses destroyed, and their cultural lineage severed; Emperor Jin migrated to Yanjing, with ancestral sacrificial places plundered by the Yan people!

The Situ Family became the Prince Cheng, a servant under the Yan's knees;

Even the great Sword Saint...…"

The old man stopped again, tears welling in his eyes.

Clearly, he was conflicted about his evaluation of the Sword Saint.

Finally,

The old man let out a long sigh:

"The Sword Saint is, after all, a man of the street; though he has become a Yan's soldier, he once seized the city gate at Fengxin and killed Situ Yi and Situ Jiong, both wild people's lackeys!

At Snow Sea Pass, one sword sliced through a thousand riders, burying those wild people!

He's just a man of the street, and he's done to this extent, all I can do is respect him!"

The Sword Saint, upon hearing this, closed his eyes.

Zheng Fan slightly leaned back.

At this moment, a group of armored soldiers came from the city gate, led by a captain named Hsu Youcheng.

Zheng Fan remembered this person should be from Jin's surrendered soldiers.

"What rubbish are you babbling here, drank horse piss and now don't even know your place, do you!"

Hsu Youcheng cursed loudly.

The old man's wife and daughter immediately came forward and apologized to Hsu Youcheng on behalf of the old man.

But the old man pointed at Hsu Youcheng, laughing and cursing:

"Speaking Jin dialect yet dressed in Yan armor, waving the Yan flag, you, you traitor!

"You!"

Hsu Youcheng, outraged, directly drew his sword.

As a traitor, he hated being called a traitor above all.

"Please, General, spare my old man; he's drunk, he's drunk, I'll take him away, take him away."

The concubine knelt and kowtowed.

His daughter clung to Hsu Youcheng's leg, afraid Hsu Youcheng might kill someone.

Lately, they've witnessed many being executed for attempting to incite trouble.

"Beg for what, why beg him!"

The old man continued shouting:

"Come on, you little thief, kill me, old man surnamed Yu, I'm the current Clan Chief of the Yu clan, come kill me, kill me!"

Chief of Clan Affairs?

This equates to clan leader of the Yu clan, he's the Sword Saint's clan chief.

Zheng Fan immediately looked at the Sword Saint and asked:

"Do you know him?"

Because the Sword Saint's surname was also Yu.

The Sword Saint shook his head, saying: "I don't know him, there are too many Yu children, my family was destitute from an early age, so I couldn't enter the Clan Affairs Mansion, naturally I don't know him.

However, I think what he's saying is true because when Emperor Jin migrated to Yanjing, I heard some Yu clan sect members didn't choose to follow the Emperor to Yanjing."