After killing the city gate official, Chang Yinliang took control of the city gate without much effort. Then he did not delay too much and directly asked someone to open the city gate. He led people down to greet Mo Zizai.

"The criminal minister, Chang Yinliang, the county magistrate of Yanyang County, has met King Zizai."

Chang Yinliang came to Mo Zizai's horse, and just bowed, but did not defend himself.

"Mr. Magistrate?"

Mo Zizai couldn't help frowning when he heard Chang Yinliang's self-reporting house. He guessed that there would be someone in the city that could not help but surrender, but he didn't expect that the person who came was so fast, and he was the nominal second-in-command in Yanyang County.

Logically speaking, such a person is either Wang Qianjun's confidant or Wang Qianjun will be seen tightly. As a result, he actually left the city and surrendered. This was a bit beyond his expectations, so he asked directly: "Where is Wang Qianjun?"

"Mr. Magistrate..."

When he heard Mo Zizai ask about Wang Qianjun, Chang Yinliang's expression was a little dim, but he had reached this point, so he naturally could not hide anything anymore, so he spoke directly: "He should be still in the county magistrate's mansion at this time, and he should have not received any news that the criminals opened the city gate."

"oh."

Mo Zizai was a little aware of it. It seemed that this person was Wang Qianjun's confidant. It was a pity that he was not as loyal to him as Wang Qianjun thought, but chose to betray him.

However, this is a good thing for Mo Zizai, so he comforted him a few words and said, "It's okay, you are an official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, not his Wang Qianjun's official. It's not too late to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

Although he said this in his heart, Mo Zizai asked a question in his heart about this person's character. After this matter is over, even if this person is innocent, he will not reuse it again.

Mo Zizai thought that even after he said this, Chang Yinliang would at least be a little excited even if he did not show an ecstatic look. Who knew that he just showed a bitter smile and then said, "The criminals knew that they were serious and would not ask the prince for forgiveness."

"I just hope that the prince can spare the incest family members from the crime's family because of the voluntary opening the city to surrender."

"oh."

Mo Zizai said again, but this time he finished responding, he looked at Wang Qianjun with a thoughtful look. He thought that this was another guy who was afraid of death, but he didn't expect that it was for his family. Since this was the case, although this person's crimes could not be forgiven, Mo Zizai could still be surrendered because of his voluntary opening of the city to surrender.

After all, although the crime is the same in many cases, the specific handling depends on the mood of the handler.

Of course, the premise of all this is to establish that when the crimes of this person are not very serious, otherwise if he cares about his family, Mo Zizai would simply send his whole family to the underworld to reunite, and at most they would suffer less when they die.

So he thought about it and agreed directly, "Okay, as long as your crime is not too bad, I can make the decision and not involve your family."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Although Chang Yinliang didn't know what a crime was considered to be in Mo Zizai's eyes, since he had decided to open the city gate, it means that he was the slaughter and he did not resist at all. So after thanking him, he took Mo Zizai's army to the county magistrate's office.

On the county magistrate's side, although Chang Yinliang killed the city gate officials, Wang Qianjun still had a few confidants among the soldiers guarding the city. Although they could not stop Chang Yinliang from opening the city gate, they could still inform Wang Qianjun after Chang Yinliang opened the city gate.

Therefore, when Chang Yinliang led the way for the army and came to the county magistrate's office, Wang Qianjun had already received the news that Mo Zizai had entered the city.

"Yin Liang... how could he betray me!"

Although Wang Qianjun is already making arrangements for Chang Yinliang to take the blame, in his opinion, he can betray Chang Yinliang, but Chang Yinliang can't betray him, so at this time he feels both angry and hatred.

But now Mo Zizai has already entered the city, and no matter how much he resents Chang Yinliang, it will be useless at this time.

"Clan kills, Lingchi..."

Wang Qianjun felt a little cold when he thought of Da Zhou Lu. However, no matter how scared he was, he had to face it. Since Mo Zizai had entered the city, he could kill him at any time. Now he didn't have much time left for him.

He was silent for a moment, and then asked the cook to cook some food. After it was done, he gathered all his family.

“Sit, do it.”

At this moment, Wang Qianjun seemed particularly gentle. Some concubines who were not qualified to sit in the table were forced to sit by him.

"We have not had a meal together for a long time. Today, the master has accompanied you to have a reunion dinner."

Wang Qianjun's wives and concubines were not stupid. They knew what happened, so when they looked at the food in front of them, they all understood what it meant. Therefore, they all looked fearful and no one dared to move their chopsticks.

Even if the ignorant child was a little greedy, his mother held him firmly in his arms and prevented them from moving.

"Why? Don't you eat it?"

Wang Qianjun looked at the reaction of everyone and his face immediately calmed down, "Are you waiting for me to pour it into you?"

"Master, I...I don't want to die..."

The concubine Wang Qianjun just married last year is only 19 years old now. After listening to Wang Qianjun's words, he was frightened and cried.

Looking at the crying concubine of Lihua with rain, Wang Qianjun felt a little unbearable, but thinking about their fate after his death, his face became cold again, "Everyone has to eat."

With Wang Qianjun's cold words, several servants immediately came over, stood behind them, staring at them coldly, as if they were forced to feed them if they didn't eat.

"Okay, what are you doing crying?"

Wang Qianjun's wife slapped the table and scolded the crying concubine. After trying to suppress her, Mrs. Wang picked up a bowl of soup for herself, then raised the bowl and said to Wang Qianjun, "Master, I'll go first."

After saying that, Mrs. Wang did not hesitate at all and drank the soup in her hand in one go.

"Stop reading, drink it all."

After putting down the bowl, Mrs. Wang looked at the rest of Wang Qianjun's concubines and children indifferently, and said, "It's all a family. You don't want the master to do it yourself, right?"

After hearing Mrs. Wang's words, looking at Wang Qianjun's cold gaze, even though these people were helpless, they could only serve a bowl of soup with tears in their eyes and then drink it.

However, although they drank it themselves, they could not make it to let them take the food that was known to be toxic and feed their young children.

Wang Qianjun's eldest son glanced at his youngest son in his wife's arms, and said with a plea: "Dad, Lin'er is only seven years old, can he avoid this?"

"Can I avoid it, can Mo Zizai be spared? What's more, we are all gone, and he is only suffering when he stays alone in this world. It's better to let him go with us, and he will be his family together in the next life."

Wang Qianjun was also full of reluctance when he looked at this grandson whom he loved most on weekdays. He thought of the fate of his grandson falling into Mo Zizai's hands. He once again hardened his heart and waved to his grandson, "Come on, Lin'er, come to grandpa, grandpa will give you a bowl of soup."

"good."

The little guy was only seven years old, so naturally he didn't know what was going on. When he heard his grandfather calling him, he immediately responded crisply in a tender voice, and then he wanted to break free from his mother's arms and go to his grandfather's side.

As a result, Wang Qianjun's daughter-in-law looked at Wang Qianjun in fear. Although she didn't dare to say anything, she didn't let go of the little guy's hand.

"Mom, you've grabbed me."

The little guy struggled for a while but didn't break away. Instead, he felt that his mother hugged her tighter, and couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Okay OK."

Mrs. Wang glanced at her daughter-in-law, shook her head and said, "Since they can't bear it, let it go. After we are all gone, Lin'er is just a young child. I think it won't be too difficult for the court to come to the court."

"If he survives, he can still continue the incense for your Wang family, which is a good thing."

"Women's opinion, how could Mo Zizai be so kind and ruthless!"

Wang Qianjun snorted coldly, then scolded him, but he hesitated for a moment. Maybe the sentence that moved him to the Wang family's incense, so he no longer insisted on letting the little guy come over.

After a while of delay, Mrs. Wang, who was the first to drink the soup, suddenly changed her expression, and a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. However, she was not too surprised. After taking a last look at Wang Qianjun, she did not even say a word, and then covered her chest and fell down.

As Mrs. Wang fell down, the rest of the people who drank the soup also fell down one after another. Some of them were more shocked and held the soup in their mouths and did not drink it. However, they were seen by the servants and went forward to repair it. For a moment, corpses were everywhere in the room.

Except for a few young children who are still unknown and Wang Qianjun, the entire Wang family has been considered annihilated.

"Mrs. Let's go, let's come now."

Wang Qianjun looked at the corpse in the hall and felt sad for a moment. He was cruel and served a bowl of soup for himself. But when he was almost done to his mouth, he looked at his wife's bloody appearance and always felt a little ferocious. After pausing for a moment, he put the bowl of poison soup down and then said to himself: "Drinking poison and dying is too embarrassing, it is not in line with the decentness of our scholars."

After hesitating for a while, Wang Qianjun stood up directly, then found a white silk and threw it over the beam of the room.

"It's better to have white silk."

Wang Qianjun looked at Bai Ling and felt a little satisfied. After waving the loyal servants away, he stood on the stool tremblingly, then held Bai Ling with two hands, and carefully put his head into the Bai Ling.

At this time, he only needed to kick the stool away and immediately hanged it on the white silk.

However, he stuck his head in for a long time, but he still didn't move, and he had no intention of kicking the stool under his feet away.

After a while, Wang Qianjun suddenly sighed and then took his head back from the white silk, "Oh, this white silk is too hard, it makes your neck feel uncomfortable."

...

Mo Zizai led the Red Flame Dragon Cavalry to the county magistrate's mansion, killed Wang Qianjun's loyal servants, and stepped into the lobby. The first thing he saw was the corpses on the ground, and the child was already holding the corpse and crying.

"Hiss, this guy Wang Qianjun is so cruel."

Mo Zizai couldn't help but gasp when he saw this tragic situation. He was killing the whole family.

Chang Yinliang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene. Although Wang Qianjun wanted to use him as a shield, he couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw the corpses of the Wang family.

After hesitating for more than a day, Chang Yinliang suppressed the sorrow in his heart and asked Mo Zizai for instructions, then asked his guards to take the children aside first, and then helped to restrain the bodies in the hall.

After packing up, Chang Yinliang ignored the blood on his body and walked over and spoke up to report: "Prince, there are 23 people in the Wang family, except for the county magistrate, all of them are here."

"Wang Qianjun is not here?"

After hearing Chang Yinliang say this, Mo Zizai couldn't help but be surprised. He thought that Wang Qianjun had killed himself and must have been here, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't be there, which was a bit strange.

"Zhou Qi, take people to find out and see if the county magistrate has gone to the study."

"Here."

Zhou Qi responded, then called out a group of soldiers and followed him to the backyard of the county magistrate's mansion to find Wang Qianjun's traces.

After he left, Chang Yinliang hesitated for a while, but looking at the crying children, he finally stood up with some helplessness and fell directly in front of Mo Zizai, "Prince, the criminal has a reluctant request, I hope the prince can agree."

Mo Zizai felt his head a little big when he heard the children's distress. At this time, he heard Chang Yinliang's words and said a word, "Speak."

"Although the county magistrate is unforgivable, these young children are innocent."

Chang Yinliang knew that he was not qualified to say this, but when he thought of Wang Qianjun's past kindness, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and continued, "The criminal minister dared to ask the prince to spare these young children."

"Are you so easy to talk to?"

Mo Zizai looked up at Chang Yinliang, and said in a calm tone: "How can you worry about these things?"

After Mo Zizai's words, Chang Yinliang's face turned pale. He was already a sinner. He begged Mo Zizai to spare his family because he made contributions to opening the city. At this time, he started to plead for the children of the Wang family. Where did he get the qualification?

Seeing Chang Yinliang's pale face, Mo Zizai slowed down his tone and said, "But don't worry, although I like to kill the roots, I don't have the habit of killing children. If you look back, you are not too guilty, these children can be sent to you for your home."

Chang Yinliang, who had a little gray face, was overjoyed when he heard Mo Zizai's words. He knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Zizai, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness..."

Looking at Chang Yinliang who was kneeling down and kowtowed, Mo Zizai was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and found out that if there was no big problem, he would just search his house and leave him to raise him. If there was a big problem, Mo Zizai would definitely cut him down. It would be useless whether he thanked him or not.

"Prince, Wang Qianjun was not found."

After Zhou Qi returned from searching, he shook his head at Mo Zizai and said, "There is only an empty white silk in Wang Qianjun's study, and he is not seen."

"No?"

Mo Zizai was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, let me play the trick of riding the cicada. I want to see where he can take off the cicada."
Chapter completed!