121 Chapter 121 : Killing is an Art (3)
The ministers kneeling in front of the palace gate looked up at the emperor on the palace wall, one by one, as if they were coming to the spirit, constantly shouting and scolding, asking the emperor to save them.
However, when those ministers saw the corpses of King Wu and Wei Qunhua lying in a pool of blood, everyone felt despair!
At this moment, they all kept their mouths shut, even King Wu and Wei Qunhua were killed by the Ruilin army, what else could they hope for?
For the first time, these high-ranking officials felt so close to death.
What did you do when you captured them? The emperor's voice began to tremble, he thought that Jun Wuxian had killed King Wu and Wei Qunhua, it was already the limit, but when he saw a group of ministers kneeling in front of the palace gate, he instantly had an ominous premonition.
His eyes swept over the desperate faces of those ministers, all of whom were the opponents of the Lin Wangfu without exception, and they had more or less secretly smeared the reputation of the Lin Wangfu.
Not a single omission, not a single error.
The Ruilin Army wiped out all the ministers in the imperial city who intended to be enemies of the Jun family!
The emperor was scared, he looked at Jun Wuxie's sneering face, and felt fear for the first time.
This madman, there's nothing she can't do!
Let them read. Jun Wuxian threw the cloth bag on the black beast's back in front of a group of ministers, and a large pile of scrolls rolled down from the mouth of the bag to the ground.
Ryuzaki asked Ruilin Jun to take the scrolls to the eyes of the ministers and unfold them himself, so that those people could see the qiē written on them.
For a while, all the ministers' faces were like ashes, and they trembled like catkins in the wind.
Read! Jun Wuxian said coldly.
Ryuzaki's long sword was directly pressed against the neck of the minister on the far right, and the man was almost crying, and he said in a trembling voice along the handwriting on the scroll: Liu Pu...... Open...... Thirty years after the beginning of the century, strong ...... robbed the people's daughters and killed ...... Kill the woman's whole family......
The stammering voice conveyed the sins of one sect to the ears of every bystander.
It wasn't until the man's cold sweat rolled down like rain that he finished reading the indictment of the scroll, and at the moment he finished reading it, he seemed to collapse and collapsed on the ground.
Kill! There is no evil way.
Wronged! I really don't have ...... A minister kneeling in the middle wailed and spoke, and before he could finish his words, the Ruilin Army standing behind him had already slashed his neck with a knife.
The blood-stained head rolled on the stone floor in front of the palace gate, pulling out a scarlet bloodstain.
The ministers who witnessed this qiē had already been frightened, and the scroll in front of them was written on the guilt of one of them, and they did not know if the others also had evidence of their own adulterous crimes.
Death had hung over each of them, and they finally realized that Jun Wuxian really wanted to kill them!
Once the scrolls that belong to them are read, that's when their heads hit the ground.
Majesty xià save Weichen!
陛xià!
Wails rang out, and the ministers knelt on the cold stone slabs one by one, and kept praying for protection like the emperor who was tall.
Innocent! These people break the law, and naturally someone will track them down, what are you, what are you! Mo Xunfei couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed at Jun Wuxie's nose and scolded.
Jun Wuxian raised his eyes slightly, the folk girl was acting on orders.
Nonsense! Whose orders are you!
When the Son of Today.
You are talking nonsense! Mo Hyunfei couldn't wait to tear Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxian said without hurry: These people are all involved in the murder of the second prince, and this matter has been handed over to my Lin Palace.
So, she was just ordered to kill.
Isn't it?