(I made a mistake in the previous chapter and has already changed it.) Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly found that the one hundred and seventy-eight chapters of his own writing cell was written as a prison of officials, very annoying, has been changed, alas, I was really careless, pinyin input pharaoh is caused by typos also. I don't know if there can be a third watch.,Try it.。 ）

During the night, it began to rain in the city of Hanyi, and it was very heavy, according to the records of the observatory, it should be the heaviest rain in the city in four years.

Tomorrow is the day of Zhang Jian's execution, and many people have not fallen asleep.

Baili Qiuyi writes and paints in the dormitory, but the calligraphy and paintings that have no beauty at all prove that she is not calm in her heart, and the sound of thunder and rain outside makes her beautiful and picturesque eyebrows full of irritability.

Gu'er looked at her irritability, a rare cramped restlessness, and didn't know what to do.

……

Mao Guojing was in front of the viewing platform of the yamen of the love machine, looking at the streets of Humo Street, which could not be seen at all in the distance, and clenched his fists uneasily for what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince insisted on doing tomorrow.

"Lord, this is Mo Lanling's new arrival. ”

Mao Guojing took the information, and after reading it, he shook his head and motioned to his subordinates to file it.

……

Peng Jiu0 checked the previous documents at the yamen of the Supervision Department for the last time, made sure that there were no omissions, and determined whether Zhang Jianguo was negligent, and continued until the early hours of the morning, before angrily tearing everything to pieces.

All the jailers in the criminal department prison in the western suburbs did not dare to rest, tomorrow was the day of execution, they did not dare to have the slightest neglect, and even some jailers directly monitored Zhang Jianguo to ensure that he would not commit suicide or have other accidents. If anything happens to Zhang Jianguo before the execution, they will all be guilty of capital crimes, and no one is willing to exchange a night's peace of sleep for the rest of their lives.

The people in the city did not have much attitude towards this matter, except for some people who guessed it, the vast majority of the rest of the people did not know what Zhang Jianguo's beheading had to do with Prince Dayin, but whether they knew it or not, they did not dare to mention half of the word "Yin", lest they implicate themselves in the crime of rebellion.

……

The golden city is still covered with snow, this city that has been buried in the snow forever, it is rare to stop the snow for half a month, but it starts to snow again.

In the gilded city of the Prime Minister's Mansion covered in silver, Tang Xi sat in a room as warm as spring and drank hot tea.

He removed the mink felt pad from his neck and looked out the window at the goose-feather-sized snow.

With Xie Jiahao in retreat, Emperor Jinmeng did not know how to deal with the increasingly tense situation, and a huge part of the pressure of the dynasty was pressed on his shoulders, and his hair grew dozens of gray hairs in the past month.

Looking to the south, he thought of the wisest teacher in the world who had passed away, and his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, knowing the simple truth of his lips and teeth, he prayed that the prince who was so bold that even he was dumbfounded would succeed.

……

Zhang Jianguo's family has been slaughtered all over the house, and the former majestic squire is now in a state of decay, like a plague court, and the blood that was originally dried up in it has reappeared under the washing of the rain.

Several former subordinates spontaneously came to the mansion and knelt outside the mansion at the risk of being considered traitors, crying bitterly in the torrential rain.

The rain mixed with tears soon wet his face.

They don't know if their master is a remnant of the Great Yin, but they only know that this benevolent lord is a respectable lord, an adult who has never oppressed them, and does not regard them as subordinates but as friends.

Sincere tears and cries permeated the sound of rain and thunder.

Under the supervision of the Supervision Department and the Dark Military Supervisor, Jing Yang, who originally thought that he was still drinking warm tea in the courtyard of Lancheng Lane, was dressed in black and stood at the end of the street with a black umbrella, looking at the decadent mansion and those subordinates who were kneeling outside the mansion and crying bitterly, and bowed deeply.

Then he retreated and disappeared into the rain.

……

August 27 of the 10th year of Shenwu.

This day came very late, and Jingyang's mood was indescribable, and he had been waiting for this day to come a month ago, but when it really came, his mood became extremely calm, like a city that did not move under the rain.

The torrential rain began to fall last night, and it still did not decrease in the early morning, and even fell a little heavier, and the rubble was crackled.

Thunder as thick as a bowl struck the sky, and the entire city of Han Yixiong flashed in the thunder. The rumbling thunder was like the roar of a demon, and many children in the city wept.

The military strength of the Patrol Division in the city of Hanyi began to be on alert, and the sergeants on the corner tower were also on duty in the best condition to ensure that no one would take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos today.

Early in the morning, Gu'er cooked the dishes, boiled the hot water for washing, and knocked on Jingyang's door with an umbrella.

In the heavy rain, she was as weak as a rose, and her two small hands tightly grasped the handle of the umbrella to avoid the danger of the umbrella being overturned, and the rain was too great for the umbrella to hold at all, just walking through this garden, her trouser legs were all wet, stained with a lot of yellow mud.

After knocking a few times unreasonably and not moving, he hesitated for a few breaths, pushed open the door and entered, only to see Jingyang standing by the window and distracted, the majestic rain knocked on the window and slapped on his face, and the thick rain curtain hazy the scenery outside.

Jing Yang's face was a little unnatural.

"Childe, Gu'er has prepared hot water for washing and meals. "Gu'er's hair is already half wet.

Jingyang smiled at her, who was always innocent, with the appearance of Rong'er, Gu'er has always been safe these days, which made Jingyang feel a lot more relieved, handed over the towel and said, "Thank you." ”

"Thank you, Childe. Childe, hurry up, the vegetables will cool quickly on this rainy day. After saying that, Gu'er put down the towel and prepared to leave with an umbrella.

Jingyang pursed his lips and said, "Gu'er, do you believe me?"

Gu'er turned to look at Jingyang, and after being stunned for a moment, he said, "What Gu'er has now is given by Gongzi, so I naturally believe in Gongzi." ”

Jingyang looked at the city washed by the majestic rain, stretched out his hand and then followed the rain bead curtain falling along the eaves, his eyes were as deep as the still drowsy sky in the early morning.

This rain really looks like the rain ten years ago.

……

Zhang Jianguo changed into a clean prison uniform, and the white prison uniform was like a porcelain plate washed by the heavy rain outside.

Four prison guards from the Supervision Division escorted him out of the prison along with four prison guards from the Criminal Division.

Trembling, so that a wheat stalk that could break at any time.

Although it was pouring rain, it was daytime, as if he had not seen light for several years, and the light reflected in the leaden sky made Zhang Jianguo close his eyes. The majestic rain also made him drenched in just an instant, and his scaly body was wet with rain, and the rain seeped into the dense and urgent wounds, and he was in pain everywhere.

Although Zhang Jian was in charge of the interrogation by the Supervision Department, the final execution was always carried out by the Criminal Division, and the Supervision Department only coordinated and played a supervisory role.

Hu Qiu, the official in charge of sending the prisoners to the prison, glanced at the four jailers of the Supervision Department with no good looks. Because the Supervision Department overstepped his authority and forcibly took away part of the rights of the Criminal Division, and forcibly divided a piece of the prison built by the Criminal Division with a huge amount of money to belong to himself, the relationship between the Criminal Division and the Supervision Department was on the same page, and he was an official of the Criminal Division, and naturally he did not have to worry too much about the prison guards of the Supervision Department.

"Can you hurry?" he said, and the rain poured into his mouth and splattered out of his mouth.

Zhang Jianguo was pushed onto the prisoner cart, this prisoner cart full of runes forged was thousands of pounds heavy, and the shackles on Zhang Jianguo's hands also had extremely profound runes, if it weren't for the weight reduction runes on the prisoner cart, even the four horses pulling the cart couldn't pull it.

After all the preparations were completed, the warden pushed away the official who had been given to the **** and stood beside Zhang Jianguo, his broad body was also soaked in an instant, and his rough face was full of solemnity.

The voice in the heavy rain seemed to be washed away by the rain, and it seemed small, and he raised his voice and said solemnly as he looked: "No matter what, you are the person I respect." ”

"Master Zhang, go all the way. ”

After speaking, he bowed, turned around and walked back to the public room, his back was a little lonely.

Hu Qiu glanced at the sundial with blurred shadows, and could guess the time almost entirely by Jingyang, and said in a loud voice: "The time is here!

The sound echoed in the clamour, and the execution team crushed the yellow mud and water on the ground, and the sound of Tatata's horses' hooves mixed with splashing muddy water left the strict prison and ran into the distance.

This is a deserted outskirts, but there are also barracks, although the information found out on the Hanyi City does not have any chaotic army deployment, basically there is no possibility of taking the opportunity to make chaos, but no one dares to slack off, the barracks are ready to go, will be sent to the execution team at the moment of the signal, like an iron pillar standing in the camp they will rush out like a torrent, tearing all the chaotic parties to pieces.

……

The procession was calm and silent.

Among the escorts were three of the Yuan Shi of the Inspection Division, riding on horses and walking in the front, middle and back of the procession, as well as twenty-five officials of the Criminal Division and four officials of the Supervision Department.

Hu Qiu's official robe was wet, and the rain continued to flow down the brim of his hat.

The road in the wilderness was muddy, and the heavy iron wheels of the prisoner's cart were stuck in the mud, and the horses neighed and threw out their manes, and the rain could not pull the prisoner cart out.

knew very well what would happen if the execution was delayed, and Hu Qiu, as the official who sent him to the execution, was the first to be held accountable, so his face changed greatly and he hurriedly dismounted, and the rain was so heavy that he fell to the ground.

"What are you doing for me, moving stones and padding wheels!Pushing carts!" he shouted loudly as he kicked away the servants who had helped him up, wiped the muddy water and rain from his face.

Hearing this, the officials brought stones from both sides and put them under the wheels.

"Drive!"

"Three, two, one!"

Dozens of people worked together to exert all their strength before the prisoner car climbed out of the mud puddle.

Hu Qiu, who was dirty, climbed back on horseback, and said sharply to the official who was driving: "If the carriage falls into a mud puddle again and delays the hour, you will be blamed!"

The servant was so frightened that all his nerves were tensed into a thread, and he carefully set up the prisoner's cart, and any bit of mud in front of him made him tremble.

Zhang Jianguo could barely stand still in the prisoner car, as if he was about to pass out in the rain.

"Lord Zhang, you don't want to die now. Hu Qiu coughed, knowing that he would definitely be seriously ill after today, he couldn't help but say coldly, "When you get to the court and die, don't drag us down." ”

The rain slapped on the cage and splashed on his eyes, Zhang Jianguo opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at the vast world.

His heart was as cold as water, and he was humiliated and now sent to the execution ground, but he did not regret it at all.

I don't know if it's tears or rain right now.

"Your Majesty, Weichen, I have come to see you. ”

"Your Highness, you, don't show up. ”

The voice was as weak as a wild flower on one side of the road that had been washed away by heavy rain and crushed by a horse-drawn cart, muttering to itself.