BSI Chapter 113 Yang Guang's Disgusting Aristocratic Families
Chapter 113 Yang Guang's Disgusting Aristocratic Families
"Except for Gao Jianwu, who was spared, everyone else was dragged out and beheaded."
Lü Xiao leaned back on his throne and calmly gave his orders, his gaze sweeping over the trembling Goguryeo generals.
"Yes, sir!" The Red Valiant Army soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged the generals up one by one.
They were dragged out of the hall like a dead dog, and soon screams of agony could be heard.
"Keep the music playing, keep dancing."
Lu Xiao leaned back comfortably, his tone tinged with amusement.
Now that Gao Jianwu is in control, the Sui army infantry has also entered the city.
Pyongyang is now completely under our control; it's time to enjoy the fruits of our victory.
The music started again, and the dancers, suppressing their fear, began to dance once more.
Before long, soldiers came in droves to deliver the news.
With Gao Jianwu as a hostage, they also killed the main resisting generals.
Zuo Xiong naturally took over the remaining military power in the city, pacifying the soldiers and maintaining order.
Li Jing went a step further, sending men to control the families of the Goguryeo generals at the front lines, completely extinguishing any remaining resistance from the remaining forces.
The entire city of Pyongyang is now firmly under Lü Xiao's control.
"Your Highness, hehehe."
Yuwen Chenglong jogged into the hall, a lewd smile on his face and smugness in his eyes.
"Did you find the treasure?"
Lu Xiao rose from his throne, his tone tinged with curiosity.
"Found it! Look!"
Yuwen Chenglong clapped his hands, and several Red Guard soldiers escorted a group of elegantly dressed women into the hall.
These people were all Gao Yuan's wives and concubines. Although Gao Yuan was not in Pyongyang, he left these family members behind.
"What kind of treasure is this!"
Lu Xiao's face darkened. He had thought it was gold and silver treasures, but it turned out to be a group of women.
As a man, he wasn't averse to women, but he had his limits and wasn't indiscriminate in his pursuit of them.
"Huh? Isn't this a treasure?"
Yuwen Chenglong looked at the women in the hall with a surprised expression, puzzled.
These women are all beautiful; Gao Yuan really knows how to enjoy himself.
"Get out," Lu Xiao snapped, then added, "Get back here."
Just as Yuwen Chenglong was about to lie down on the ground and roll away like a rogue, he stopped immediately upon hearing this and obediently stood back up.
"Go do something worthwhile: take stock of all the valuables in the palace and distribute them to the brothers. After all, we've worked so hard; we can't let this trip be in vain."
Lu Xiao has never been stingy, especially when it comes to spending other people's money.
This money was originally looted by Gao Yuan. Distributing it to the soldiers would both reward their morale and boost their spirits, so why not?
"Got it, got it! I totally understand this time!"
Yuwen Chenglong suddenly realized what was going on and quickly ordered his soldiers to take the women away and settle them in, while he himself went to excitedly take stock of the valuables.
Lu Xiao sat back on his throne and quietly watched the singing and dancing in the hall, feeling a sense of emotion welling up inside him.
At this moment, he seemed to experience the joy that Dong Zhuo felt when he entered Luoyang.
They burned, killed, looted, and plundered, wielding the power of life and death, and possessing endless wealth and beautiful women.
No wonder those warlords hated Dong Zhuo to the bone; this fat old man clearly did what every man longed for.
Power is indeed a fascinating thing.
He finally understood why so many people would do everything in their power to seize the world and ascend to the supreme throne.
But then he thought again that being a prince was more comfortable, as he didn't have to deal with complicated court affairs every day and could do whatever he wanted.
I don't know what Yang Guang was thinking. Wouldn't it have been better to be a peaceful ruler who could maintain the status quo and control the country?
As this thought flashed through his mind, Lü Xiao smiled to himself.
Ultimately, he was a salted fish at heart.
He had no interest in worldly power; he only sought a carefree and peaceful life.
On the city wall of Liaodong, the north wind howled and Gao Yuan's royal robes fluttered. He stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed with high spirits.
Recalling the previous time when Yang Guang personally led a million-strong army, with banners covering the sky and obscuring the sun, it is clear that he had come.
Ultimately, they were defeated and returned empty-handed before the Goguryeo's fortified passes.
Now that the Sui army has arrived again, he still manages to keep them firmly outside the city, and this sense of accomplishment makes him even more arrogant.
"Go, bring me paper and pen. I'm going to thoroughly humiliate Yang Guang!"
Gao Yuan raised his hand and addressed the people to his left and right.
In his view, Yang Guang was able to penetrate deep into the northern grasslands with the strength of the country, but he was never able to conquer Goguryeo.
Unlike the open grasslands, this place is dotted with passes and beacon towers, allowing for rapid troop deployment and the formation of multiple defensive lines in case of any disturbance.
This time, he was still confident that he could make Yang Guang suffer another defeat and retreat in a sorry state.
A moment later, a letter filled with barbs and sarcasm was written.
Gao Yuan personally sealed the letter and ordered his trusted confidant to deliver it by fast horse to the Sui army camp outside the city, his eyes filled with a mocking anticipation of seeing Yang Guang's exasperation.
Inside the main tent of the Sui army camp, Yang Guang was leaning back on a soft couch, leisurely playing with a jade pendant, looking languid.
If it weren't for the current stalemate between the two armies, he would have loved to immediately put on a song and dance performance to dispel the gloom of the past few days.
"Your Majesty, Gao Yuan has sent a letter."
Yuwen Huaji bowed and entered the tent, holding a perfectly sealed letter in both hands.
"Oh?" Yang Guang perked up instantly, sat up straight, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
He was bored out of his mind when Gao Yuan's letter arrived just in time.
After Yuwen Huaji carefully examined the letter and confirmed that it was free of poison and fraud, he personally presented it to Yang Guang.
Yang Guang opened the letter and read it carefully word by word, his smile growing wider with each reading.
In his letter, Gao Yuan used every possible means of sarcasm to mock him for wasting manpower and resources and failing to conquer the city despite repeated attacks.
They boasted that Liaodong City was impregnable, and that even if the Sui army spent another hundred years, it would be difficult to breach the city.
"This Gao Yuan is quite a remarkable man." Yang Guang tossed the letter onto the table, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery. "Write a reply for me, telling him to take good care of the rear and not just swagger around on the city walls."
It is only polite to retaliate when provoked. Since Gao Yuan has provoked him, he naturally has to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Gao Yuan didn't know what he was waiting for, but he was waiting for Lü Xiao.
This kid has been trying to raid Goguryeo's rear by sea for months without any news. Could he have really gotten lost at sea?
If that's the case, it could become a laughing stock.
"Your Majesty, members of prominent families have repeatedly requested to see you. Shall you grant them an audience?"
Yuwen Huaji asked as he wrote the letter.
Previously, when people from prominent families came, he turned them away on the grounds that Yang Guang was ill.
It's been three months already; it would be really unreasonable for him to still be sick.
"Let's meet them and have a celebration banquet."
Yang Guang chuckled; he had to properly thank the aristocratic families.
"..."
Yuwen Huaji paused slightly in his hand holding the pen. This Yang Guang was really too wicked.
The members of powerful families risked their lives and shed blood outside, losing countless men in the battle for Liaodong City.
Now you want to hold a victory celebration banquet?
Aren't you afraid that those powerful families might get cornered and fight you right there at the banquet?
"Chengdu, at the victory celebration banquet, protect me well."
Yang Guang thought for a moment and then added a sentence.