Chapter Eighty-Six: Prison Beheading

January, one day!

This is the first day of the year, which should be a festive day, and everyone is smiling, but the atmosphere in Yujing City is extremely depressing.

Today, the four major clans, the nine clans!

That is, starting after noon, in the next half a month, outside the east gate of Yujing City, more than 220,000 people will be beheaded by the executioners.

This is the largest number of deaths and the largest execution ground since the beginning of the dynasty.

Catch up with the chaos 30,000 years ago.

With so many people dying, it's no wonder that the atmosphere in the city is depressing.

The clouds are green and green, and the water is surging and smoking.

The sky shrouded in dark clouds, in the roaring thunder, went down to the torrential rain, rolling up the smoke and dust, and wetting this 10,000-year-old ancient city.

When a cold wind blows, the temperature in the air drops sharply.

"Strange, shouldn't this prison beheading prisoner be the business of the officials of the Criminal Department, how could Your Majesty hand it over to Your Highness?"

In the Shaojun Mansion, the servant said with a puzzled face.

At the end of the early dynasty, a holy decree came from the palace, allowing Yu Shaojun to serve as the supervisor and behead the high-level of the four major clans.

Approximately, one or two thousand people!

Yu Shaojun sat upright, his face was calm, looking at the raindrops outside, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the tabletop, making a 'da-da' sound.

He's waiting!

Because he was busy cultivating, he usually didn't participate in the court meeting.

In the rainstorm, a figure, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked briskly with a meteor.

"Your Highness, Wei Hu is making ghosts in the court, and he advises His Highness to serve as a supervisor. ”

Walking into the house, Yu Qian put down the oil-paper umbrella, glanced at the holy decree on the side, and said with a fist.

"Hongu knows. Yu Shaojun said.

The hand that knocked on the table, paused slightly, and then a rhythmic sound sounded.

His mind is running rapidly, serving as a supervisor and beheader, which is not a big deal, just sitting on it and giving orders, the only uncomfortable thing is that the scene is more bloody.

However, if it was brought up by Wei Hu, it would be different.

A few days ago, the two had a quarrel and broke up.

He didn't think that Wei Hu would have any good intentions.

There must be something wrong with this.

"Your Highness, do you want to send someone to the Wei Mansion to investigate?" Yu Qian asked.

He had the same idea as Yu Shaojun, this matter was definitely not simple.

It's just that he can't figure out one thing, that is, why Yu Tianming would agree.

"No, Wei Hu is a scheming person, he will not leave any flaws in doing things, he must have a purpose in doing this, as long as we guess his purpose, we can respond to all changes with the same ......"

Yu Shaojun waved his hand and shook his head.

Without any ability, how can Wei Hu become the head of the Wei Party?

Yu Qian was silent, starting from all the details, and calculated what bad effects Yu Shaojun would bring when he became a prisoner.

"What else can you do besides making a fuss about prisoners?" said the servant Xin pouted and said subconsciously.

Prisoner!

The speaker had no intention, but he listened with a heart, Yu Shaojun's heart jumped, he had an intuition that the problem was with the prisoner.

What can be wrong with a group of dying people?

Wrong......

Yu Shaojun stood up violently, his eyes flickering, and he had a faint guess.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Yu Qian hurriedly asked.

"Wei Hu, I want to borrow a prisoner and kill this palace!"

Realizing that he was emotional, Yu Shaojun sat back in his chair and said quietly.

Yu Qian was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, the four major clans all consume dispersed qi poison, and they have not cultivated to ......."

Speaking of this, Yu Qian's eyes shrank slightly, full of horror.

"In the empire, Wei Hu is one of the few people who controls the Heavenly Prison Formation, and with his identity, it is easy to find the antidote to disperse qi poison......

Yu Shaojun explained, his eyes were covered with coldness, and his face was even colder.

"Damn, Your Highness, you can't go to this prison officer. Yu Qian was taken aback by Yu Shaojun's explanation and hurriedly persuaded.

"Yes, Your Highness, you'd better not go. In the eyes of the servant, there was also a worry.

If Wei Hu secretly played tricks and secretly gave the antidote to the four major clans, then when the prison was beheaded, Yu Shaojun would be in danger.

"Don't worry, since Wei Hu wants to play, then Bengong will play with him. ”

Yu Shaojun said coldly: "The four major clans, it's really pitiful, they are all used by a dog......"

"If you want to kill this palace, just wait for life to be better than death!"

The temperature inside the house dropped sharply.

Yu Qian, seeing this, secretly felt pity for the four major clans, Wei Hu and others.

............

At noon, the rain in the sky slowly became lighter.

Yu Shaojun was dressed in white, took Yu Qian and the Wine Sword Immortal, and got into the carriage.

The purple-winged liger roared, its four hooves blazing, dragging the carriage towards the east of the city, at a speed of ten, like a flash of fire.

"Pass on the general's order, and arrange a god-killing array in the east of the city!"

Outside the city, in a school field, Bai Qi stood on the platform, murderous, a blood-colored dragon, rushing into the sky.

Under the stage, five thousand Qin troops were bubbling with a cloud of black gas, with a crazy look on their faces.

They are all excited, the God Killing Array, and finally they are about to reappear in the world.

I still remember that the last time I arranged the Killing God Array was during the Six Kingdoms period, when I killed the army of Zhao State......

The killing god came out, and thousands of miles of corpses were buried in the loess.

The flag fluttered, and under the leadership of Bai Qi, five thousand killing god troops, controlling a white cloud, like a sharp arrow, shot off the string, and rippled all over the sky.

In the south of the city, one after another prisoner carts drove out of the prison, containing people from the four major clans.

The number of prisoner cars goes on and on, and I don't know how many.

On both sides of the street, there were Praetorian Guards.

Around, onlookers were onlookers, holding eggs and rotten vegetables, and throwing them at the prisoner car.

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

"I don't know about the rebellion at all, I am the son of the eldest grandson, and you are a slut, and you dare to bind me......"

"Let me go, I'm still young, I don't want to die......"

The sound of wailing echoed in the sky, but more of the four major clansmen were blinded and their faces were dull.

The direction in which the prisoner car is going is the east of the city!

After three main roads and hundreds of branch roads, a total of dozens of miles.

It's called a parade before death!

Before death, death row inmates will take this path, as well as warn the world not to break the law.

"Yu Shaojun, the four major clans ended up today because of you. ”

"Eternal hegemony, tens of thousands of lives and deaths, all because of you, you don't die, this seat is unwilling, Jiuquan ghost road, can't go well......"

The eldest grandson was worried, the sky was over, listening to the desperate voice of the clansmen in his ears, his heart was like a knife, and he was in pain.

Accompanying a family to death is perhaps the most painful thing.

Perhaps, only if they succeed in revenge, they will feel less guilty in their hearts.

............

"The Mandate of Heaven, the imperial examination system, cannot be implemented in Kyushu. ”

In a restaurant, Wei Hu saw the prisoner car, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

In front of him, there was a table of dishes, all the colors and flavors, but not a single chopstick moved.

"A letter from June Pavilion, asking the old man to go at night, saying that the big man is coming, and I don't know who it is?"

"Forget it, don't eat it, let's go back and wait for good news......"