In the dark dungeon, the sun shines in through the air holes, and the dust floats in the light beams.
Xu Qi'an stood for a long time, and then, he felt that Mr. Zheng could not continue like this, so he entered the cell and released him.
There was only a trace of residual warmth in the corpse, and it had been dead for a while.
Si Cheng Dali sat outside the cell, crying loudly.
Xu Qi'an was not particularly sad, but felt that it was a relief for him to leave like this.
On the way back to the capital from Chuzhou, he watched the scholar's spine bend a little bit, and his figure became more and more stooped.
He is too tired, carrying the lives of 380,000 people on his shoulders, and he dare not let himself be free every day, because as long as he is free, the feeling of suffocation like a sea tide will catch up with him.
"Why do you say you are doing this? You are just a powerless civil servant who can't do anything. The 380,000 people didn't let you take revenge."
Xu Qi'an sorted out Zheng Xinghuai's remains, and wanted to close his eyes for him, but he couldn't do it anyway. Those protruding eyes were still staring at the muddy world.
"You lobby so hard every day, but people always ignore you. I wanted to say something to you at the time: Human beings have different joys and sorrows. They only think you are noisy.
"Master Zheng, the princes in the capital are not like you and me. They have experienced the Chuzhou massacre. They can't be like you. There are disasters every year, and countless people starve to death and freeze to death every year. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Witnessing is not the same thing as seeing it in a booklet.
"I finally survived the massacre in Chuzhou and rushed to the capital. I thought that the imperial court would give justice to the 380,000 people and you, but unexpectedly I lost my life. Oh, it's useless." Scholar, you are half right.
"I was able to do my best for Governor Zhang back then, but I thought I would do my best for you this time, but I couldn't find a way, so you have already gone. It's okay, life is miserable, and your life is really not good. "
After tidying up, Xu Qi'an stood up, took a few steps back, and bowed deeply to this pathetic and respectable scholar.
Outside the dungeon, a group of armored soldiers gathered.
It was not a big deal for Dali Sicheng to bring outsiders into the Yamen, but the dungeon is an important place, and no one is allowed to enter the dungeon without the handwriting of senior officials such as Siqing and Shaoqing.
Of course the jailer stopped him, but after being kicked by Xu Qi'an, he didn't dare to hit the stone with an egg again, and ran to inform Dali Siqing.
The Minister of Dali Temple stood in front, with his hands behind his back, and behind him were the guards of the Yamen.
With a gloomy face, he waited for half a quarter of an hour before he saw Xu Qi'an come out. This young man was unexpectedly calm, with neither joy nor sadness on his face.
"Xu Qi'an, you trespassed on the prison of Dali Temple, even if I kill you on the spot, Wei Yuan will not say anything." Dali Temple Secretary preemptively shouted.
The young man with the knife ignored him and left on his own.
This knife was originally intended to kill animals, but it was a moment late and missed. If anyone wants to try its sharpness, Xu Qi'an will not refuse.
"Master Siqing" the chief guard whispered.
Dali Temple Minister was about to order the guards to take someone, when his sleeve was pulled suddenly, and he turned his head to see that it was the Dali Temple Prime Minister.
Dali Sicheng looked at him deeply: "My lord only has one life, why not cherish it."
Dali Siqing was startled, and the hairs on his back stood up
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
Duke Hu Guo and Duke Cao returned to the palace to return to their orders.
"Your Majesty, Zheng Xinghuai is dead, and the case can be settled." Cao Guogong said respectfully.
"It's just the princes, how to deal with it?" Que Yongxiu was still a little worried.
The princes can forgive King Zhenbei because King Zhenbei has fallen, and now, he has to return to the capital in full. Wei Yuan and Wang Shoufu were the first to not let him go.
Emperor Yuan Jing said indifferently: "I will send an imperial army to protect your country's mansion to protect your safety. You don't need to worry about assassination. In addition, the spies that King Zhenbei came back with you will be dispatched by you for the time being, and will stay in your country's mansion." government."
Only then did Que Yongxiu heave a sigh of relief, such a fortified guard force was enough to keep him safe without worrying about being assassinated.
As for the swords and swords in the court, he just needs to keep a low profile and not fight or fight, and with His Majesty's protection, even if Wei Yuan and Wang Shoufu have good hands and eyes, they can't even think of setting fire to him.
After this period of time, the future is still bright.
Once his mind was over, Que Yongxiu smiled sincerely as if he was relieved:
"Your Majesty is wise and mighty, this series of eliminations??He came from the sky, and the Qi machine was like a rising tide, heading straight for Xu Qi'an.
Behind the crowd, the sound of horseshoes shook like thunder, and the guards rode forward, waving whips to drive away the flow of people.
Duke Protector Que Yongxiu was ecstatic, and shouted: "Hurry up and save me, kill this beast."
Cao Guogong's desperate eyes burst into light, followed by surging hatred, wishing to cut Xu Qi'an into pieces.
Just at this time, a ray of clear light descended from the sky, and with a "ding", it embedded into the execution platform.
With a flash of light, those masters who came to kill were struck by lightning, and they all flew together, and blood spurted wildly in mid-air.
"It's finally here!" Xu Qi'an felt relieved.
It was a carving knife, a simple, black carving knife.
In the era when paper did not appear, the Confucian sage used it to carve out classics handed down from generation to generation.
Before he left the palace, he had summoned it, and he had obtained the consent of the dean Zhao Shou yesterday.
The carving knife is rippling with clear light, forming a mask in front of the execution platform.
Xu Qi'an stepped on Cao Guogong's back, looked around at the people outside the arena, and said every word, running the air machine, and his voice was like thunder:
"Cao Guogong framed Zhongliang, helped the tyrant to abuse, and cooperated with the protector of the country, Que Yongxiu, to kill Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou. According to the law of Dafeng, he beheaded for public display!"
The black gold long knife was raised and fell heavily.
The head rolled down.
?The blood splashed out of the execution platform, leaving a trace of desolate blood in the eyes of the common people.
Duke Cao was executed.
"No"
A desperate roar came from Que Yongxiu's mouth. The death of Cao Guogong deeply stimulated him.
Cao Guogong is right, this is a lunatic, a lunatic!
"Xu Qi'an, Xu Yinluo, Master Xu, I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't be bewitched by King Zhenbei, I know I'm wrong, please give me another chance, don't kill me " Que Yongxiu cried.
He pleaded guilty in front of countless people, and wept bitterly in full view.
"So you're afraid too!" Xu Qi'an sneered.
"Yes, everyone is afraid of death. Just like the children you provoked with a spear, like the people you ordered to shoot and kill. Like Mr. Zheng who was strangled to death by you in prison."
"You save me quickly, you save me quickly, I beg you, save me quickly!"
Huge fear exploded in Que Yongxiu's heart, and he wailed desperately towards the master who was injured by the clear light of the carving knife.
He knew that there was a butcher's knife hanging above his head.
Xu Qi'an's butcher's knife did not fall, and he still wanted to sentence the Lord Protector of his crimes. His knife killed the person who deserved to be killed.
"The commander of the capital of Chuzhou, the protector of the country, Que Yongxiu, colluded with King Huai to collude with the Witch God Sect, slaughtered the city of Chuzhou, and slaughtered it all. The bloody debt is unforgivable.
"After the incident, he conspired with Emperor Yuan Jing to frame Zheng Xinghuai, the chief minister of Chuzhou, and strangled him to death in prison. The blood debt is heavy and unforgivable. Today, he will be sentenced to beheaded¡ªstand¡ªjudged!"
Poof!
? With the knife in hand and down, the head tumbled down.
While the world was turning, Que Yongxiu saw the blue sky, saw his own corpse, and saw Xu Qi'an standing with a sneer.
"Rao"
His head rolled on the ground, his lips moved, and then, the boundless darkness swallowed him.
"Hoo"
Xu Qi'an let out a long breath, as if he had let out all the depression in his chest.
Looking at him with pairs of eyes, it was clear that there was a crowd of people, but the silence was terrifying.
In such a quiet place, Xu Qi'an reached into his bosom, took out the silver medal that symbolized his identity, chopped it off with a single knife, and with a bang, it turned into two halves of the silver medal and fell down.
He leaned on a knife and smiled wildly: "Duke Wei, Xu Qi'anis no longer an official."
On the ridge in the distance, the man in the red dress covered his mouth and burst into tears.
Behind her, Huai Qing, who was specially wearing a plain white dress today, stared blankly at the figure on the execution platform, laughing wantonly.
Outside the crowd, a mediocre woman arrived late and failed to squeeze into the raging crowd.
So she stood outside, listening to the man in the distance declaring his crimes, listening to him saying that he was not an official, and listening to his wild laughter.
Mu Nanzhi suddenly felt that she was lucky.
In the crowd, a man suddenly squeezed out, it was Li Han with an ox horn bow on his back, he knelt on his knees, crying loudly:
"Thank you Xu Yinluo for eradicating treacherous ministers, and for giving justice to the people of Chuzhou City, and Lord Zheng."
? Shentu Baili, Wei Youlong, Zhao Jin, Tang Youshen, Chen Xian and his wifethese martyrs who escorted Zheng Xinghuai back to Beijing squeezed out of the crowd and knelt in front of the stage.
"Thank you Xu Yinluo for eradicating treacherous ministers, and for giving justice to the people of Chuzhou City, and Lord Zheng."
This scene is deeply imprinted in the eyes of the surrounding people.
Looking at the free and easy young people on the stage, weeping sounded from the crowd.
This is a young man who exchanged his blood, future, and even life for justice.
This scene was later recorded in history.
?Dafengli, Yuanjing 37th year, early summer, Xu Qi'an of Yingong beheaded Cao Guogong and Hu Guogong at Caishikou to conclude the Chuzhou massacre case, and seven righteous men knelt down in front of the execution platform
ps: Sorry, I seem to have broken my promise. It took me a whole night to write it. The number of words is a bit too much. Well, take a shower and go to work. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Several martyrs who escorted Zheng Xinghuai back to Beijing squeezed out of the crowd and knelt in front of the stage.
"Thank you Xu Yinluo for eradicating treacherous ministers, and for giving justice to the people of Chuzhou City, and Lord Zheng."
This scene is deeply imprinted in the eyes of the surrounding people.
Looking at the free and easy young people on the stage, weeping sounded from the crowd.
This is a young man who exchanged his blood, future, and even life for justice.
This scene was later recorded in history.
?Dafengli, Yuanjing 37th year, early summer, Xu Qi'an of Yingong beheaded Cao Guogong and Hu Guogong at Caishikou to conclude the Chuzhou massacre case, and seven righteous men knelt down in front of the execution platform
ps: Sorry, I seem to have broken my promise. It took me a whole night to write it. The number of words is a bit too much. Well, take a shower and go to work. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com