From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 865

August 16, dusk.

Cai Husheng looked very depressed. He walked into the room with his head down. Fortunately, he didn't see the body, which made him feel better.

"Your Majesty, you are thoughtful. Today... we found three waves of people leaving the village and heading east."

"We stopped them. They were indeed going to inform the police."

"The people have been controlled. What should we do now?"

Zhou Yuan raised his head with a somewhat anxious expression. Three waves of people meant that at least three families were no longer reliable.

It was really too difficult to unite the Jilong Society. It really didn't work just by talking.

That group of aborigines didn't seem to have the courage to sacrifice their lives at the moment.

Not being able to see far was their limitation.

But things had to be done. They couldn't delay any longer.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said, "Let the people go back, and put out the forty heads for everyone to see."

"Go and talk to the other families tonight. I'll give them one last chance to make a choice. If they can't reach an agreement, I'll have to think of other ways."

Cai Husheng said, "Forty heads may not work for them. They stubbornly believe that even if these Dutch died in Jilongshe, they would only pay a little price at most, but not be exterminated."

"But if they follow you in rebellion, they will probably be exterminated."

Zhou Yuan laughed and whispered, "Rebellion? This word is not well used. The Dutch are not the masters here. Resisting them is resisting colonial aggression, not rebellion."

"They all understand the truth, I won't go into details."

"You are responsible for persuading them. If you really can't persuade them, there's no need to persuade them. I'll do this myself."

"The deadline is before noon tomorrow."

Cai Husheng knew this was the final ultimatum.

He sighed and said, "I'll try my best."

...

Boring, very boring.

In a poor village, a few rotten houses were burned down, and a group of idiots were crying and wailing there, looking like they had lost their parents, which was annoying.

Chu Feifan sat on a stone pier, playing with a stone he picked up with a look of disdain.

In his opinion, these rotten houses were not as good as the cost of a meal when he was idle in Guangzhou Prefecture.

Of course, what did the poverty of these people have to do with him? He just wanted to hurry on his way.

Blame this stinky boy named Cai, who likes to meddle in other people's business every day and put out the fire in the church. It's really nonsense.

Just thinking of this, Chu Feifan's body suddenly stiffened and he couldn't help shrinking his head.

Because he saw three Dutchmen walking out of the church, one middle-aged and two young men, all wearing divine robes, and seemed very angry.

With whips in their hands, they rushed into the crowd and beat them randomly, beating the villagers so hard that they screamed and didn't even dare to cry.

"Haha! It's quiet now!"

Chu Feifan crossed his legs, looking like he was watching the fun.

Cai Xiaoshuai shouted, "Who lit the fire? Don't you know there is a church here? You can rebuild the house if it's burned down, but if you burn down the church and disturb my Lord, can you afford the responsibility?"

"You are blaspheming!"

Hearing this, the villagers were trembling with fear. Some knelt down, and some hid in the corner with their heads huddled.

This village is not small, and there are probably hundreds of households, but they are all scared to death.

The middle-aged priest was still angry and shouted in poor Chinese: "You... offended my... Lord, you should pay the price, the arsonist should be buried in the fire to atone for his behavior."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers were actually happy.

"It's her!"

"Haha, it's not us, we're fine."

"Hand over that crazy woman!"

The villagers were beaming with joy and pushed a thin middle-aged woman out.

Seeing that she refused to move, a man stood up, kicked her a few times, and carried her to the priest.

He looked like a hero carrying prey in triumph, with a pious smile on his face.

"Tie her... to the cross and burn her to death."

The priest said coldly.

The men of the village began to act, working together and distributing in an orderly manner. Some built scaffolds and some piled firewood. They were as happy as killing a pig for the New Year, and tied the middle-aged woman to the cross.

Chu Feifan looked at this scene in disbelief and stood up slowly.

"Kill her! She blasphemed the gods!"

"She almost hurt us!"

"This beast should have died long ago. Her husband was a blasphemer and killed many priests."

The villagers cursed and quickly ignited the fire.

At this moment, it was just dark.

The light of the flame was extremely dazzling, so red.

A scream rang out, a woman's shrill cry in the flames.

The curses got louder, the villagers were filled with righteous indignation, as if they had eliminated a great evil for the village.

The screams gradually became smaller and stopped.

There was only the crisp sound of dry wood turning into flames, and only the dull sound of charcoal exploding occasionally.

The sky was completely dark, with only the faint light of sparks rushing up to the sky.

Chu Feifan's face was red from the light, and then black from the night, alternating between cloudy and sunny.

"Lord, I can see... your piety."

The priest laughed and said slowly: "But we have disturbed the Lord after all, and we need a few young and beautiful women to pray devoutly in the church tonight."

Some villagers laughed, actively responded, and helped find beautiful women.

But those who really had beautiful women at home could not laugh anymore, their expressions were stunned and afraid, and they hid their family members behind them.

Soon, seven or eight beautiful women were pushed out.

There was no fear in their eyes, but piety, passion, and excitement of dedication.

The priest took a look, pointed at two of them, and said, "They are... not young enough. They must be under sixteen."

"Only pure young souls can pray to our Lord."

So they began to change people, and younger children were brought out, some of them looked fourteen or fifteen years old, and some looked twelve or thirteen years old. One of them was probably only ten years old.

The priest was full of joy and could hardly hold back his laughter.

Chu Feifan was almost dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"How could this happen..."

"They are crazy..."

His heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and he suddenly became very nervous. He couldn't speak properly, and his hands and feet felt sore, weak, and trembling, like a person standing on a high place and looking down.

Damn, don't those villagers know what these three foreign dogs are going to do!

For some reason, Chu Feifan was very panicked. His palms were sweating, and his whole body was sweating.

It was like a pregnant woman about to give birth. It was impossible to describe the feeling.

"No... so weird..."

"Why is this place so weird!"

"So weird... so weird... I want to destroy this place!"

Chu Feifan clenched the stone in his hand. He really wanted to throw it and blow the heads of those three people up!

With this thought, he suddenly couldn't stop it.

All abnormal emotions disappeared instantly, as if they had found a way to vent, and all turned into murderous intent and thoughts of destruction.

No!

No!

What happened to these villagers has nothing to do with me! I'm not a good person, why should I do good deeds, why should I interfere in such a thing that has no benefits!

I'm not Zhou Yuan!

"Let's go! Let's go now! I'm going into the mountains. If I cause trouble here, what if it delays my going into the mountains to live in seclusion!"

"I won't use my life to vent my emotions!"

He quickly found Cai Xiaoshuai and dragged him out.

After running out of the village, Chu Feifan felt much emptier.

He took a deep breath and said, "Let's go. Let's leave overnight."

Cai Xiaoshuai said, "Is it that urgent? I wanted to stay here for one night."

Chu Feifan waved his hand and said, "That won't work. Something happened here. We can't get involved."

Cai Xiaoshuai said in confusion, "Nothing happened. We just burned a heretic."

This ordinary sentence made Chu Feifan's figure suddenly shaken, and he looked at Cai Xiaoshuai in horror.

He glared and said, "You little brat, you are only fifteen or sixteen years old. That's murder. You can say it so easily..."

"That's a heretic. He should be killed!"

Cai Xiaoshuai looked at Chu Feifan strangely.

Chu Feifan was silent.

Cai Xiaoshuai's two words were like a storm, sweeping in his heart.

He stayed where he was, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! Into the mountains!"

The moonlight was like water, and the cool breeze was refreshing.

The horse slowly moved forward. The night was not so dark. The outline of the mountains in the distance could be seen, and the bright stars dotted between the treetops could be seen.

The fireflies flew and danced, flying away from the dark woods.

You couldn't see its body clearly, you could only see its faint light.

The sound of insects rang out, and the horse's hooves stepped on the grass, making a soft and soothing sound.

This world was lively and quiet.

Cai Xiaoshuai suddenly felt a little strange, because the people behind him hadn't spoken for a long time, so why wouldn't that chatterbox speak.

He looked back.

Chu Feifan was sweating profusely, panting, and the stone he was playing with in his hand had been crushed into powder.

Cai Xiaoshuai was startled: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Feifan glanced at him coldly and stopped.

He said in a deep voice: "Go! Turn back!"

"Ah? Turn back? You're not going into the mountain?"

Chu Feifan gritted his teeth and said: "I'm going to find Ye Qingying! Help him pass a message to Zhou Yuan! This is the purpose of my coming out, okay!"

He MoMingdi's eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "I am a bastard! What's wrong with me!"

"I have ten thousand reasons not to go back! Ten thousand reasons to escape!"

"There is only one reason... only one reason for me to go back, but this one reason beats the other ten thousand."

Cai Xiaoshuai asked in confusion, "Uncle, what are you talking about? What one reason?"

Chu Feifan said, "We can't do this here!"

"This is the only reason."

"But I can't get through this."

He roared, "Turn back! Turn back immediately! Time is running out! I've wasted long enough!"