A glimmer of light flashed in Rong Yuan's eyes, and he said, "Do you regret it?" ”

Although Yan Junzheng was looking at the people from the Ministry of Rites, his ears were lined up to listen to Xie Changan's movements, and when he heard Rong Yuan ask this, he couldn't help but have black lines on his face, cunning and cunning, he really used the soldiers to the extreme, what do you know, you just ask people if they regret it!

Xie Changan was silent for a while, he glanced at Zhang Zongzhi's corpse from a distance, but in fact, he could only see the general shape of the corpse under the white cloth, exuding a cold and rotten smell in the sun.

"The old man loved him for half his life and hated him for half his life, but the old man was willing to die with him," Xie Changan closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down: "The old man is jealous of his talent, but he is proud of him, he is like a brother to the old man, if there is no farewell when the title of the gold list is not there, this life should probably be a free landscape only for him and the old man." ”

"If he dares to be unfilial, he and I probably won't fall into today's situation!"

"Diǎn is over, the old man is also tired, Rong Shizi, the old man still has one last request before he dies, and I hope that Rong Shizi will fulfill it!" Xie Changan looked at Rong Yuan with a determined face.

Rong Yuan diǎndiǎn head: "Please speak." ”

"Life is not the same bed, death wishes are the same cave! The old man didn't want to cause trouble to Rong Shizi, he just wanted to be closer to his grave. Old decay does not regret. Xie Changan closed his eyes, opened them again, and said to the two guards who were holding him: "Let's go." ”

When the two guards saw that Rong Yuan was also diǎn, they escorted him to the execution ground.

Rong Yuan stood in place, his eyes calm and waveless. The story was much more exciting than he had imagined. Moreover, there seems to be a breakthrough in the matter of Tu Weiguo.

The entrance of the Beijing vegetable market.

The people of Beijing surrounded the place of execution in an uproar.

"Who's that old man? What is this case? ”

The vendor glanced at him. Said: "Didn't you see Rong Shizi on it?" This is the case of the female corpse in front of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion some time ago! ”

"I heard that this old man was supported by the left minister, and he killed someone and wanted to frame the right minister."

"That's true," the listener shook his head, and timidly stopped talking, hateful and pathetic to be used.

The bearded old man said: "I heard that Zuo Xiang also hanged himself at home and died!" Probably because of the East Window incident, I can't get over it on my conscience. ”

"This is wrong, I don't think it's that simple, have you heard, the people from the Ministry of Rites are now being ordered to bury the left minister!"

The crowd around them boiled all at once. Then they calmed down and said, "Is this true? It's better to be careful, woe comes from the mouth! ”

The people's chatter subsided in unison. They all looked at Xie Chang'an, who was kneeling under the executioner's big knife with his hands tied behind his back.

"Rong Shizi, Lord Yan, noon has arrived, is it executed?" The squire of the criminal department stepped forward and asked.

Yan Junzheng glanced at Rong Yuan with a complicated expression. Heavy diǎndiǎn head.

Xie Changan looked in Rong Yuan's direction. The smile was a little desolate.

Reflecting the strong afternoon sun, the big man with a knife in his hand fell, and Xie Changan's head had already landed.

Ouyang He Jing fainted from crying, the people from the Criminal Department and the Six Doors hurriedly placed her, Yan Junzheng thought about it, and said, "When she wakes up, I will arrange Xie Chang'an's body," shook his head and said: "This Xie Chang'an is alone, and after his death, he has only one goddaughter to collect the body." ”

Rong Yuan diǎn diǎn head: "What Lord Yan said is very true. ”

"Rong Shizi. How can I see that you have no meaning in what you say? Yan Junzheng only realized that he was also a "lonely person"! And I don't even have a goddaughter!

Although the execution has ended, the execution ground is also gloomy. A group of people didn't leave alone in order to take a few more glances at Rong Yuan.

Rong Yuan didn't like to be lively, especially in the hot afternoon sun, combined with the smell of blood and the rotten stench of rotten leaves, it was even more disgusting. I was also a little impatient in my heart, and I got up and walked out of the sex field: "Carry Xie Changan's body." ”

The two guards of the six doors answered, but Yan Junzheng was puzzled, got up and followed him, "Isn't this inappropriate?" It is not good for Ouyang He Jing not to be there. ”

Rong Yuan diǎn diǎn diǎn head extremely seriously: "Thank you Lord Yan for reminding me." Together with Ouyang He Jing, he carried it up. ”

Yan Junzheng:

Ouyang He Jing was overly sad and fainted due to stimulation, and after pinching the person, she slowly opened her eyes, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw several guards in the coffin.

"Where is this? My stepfather told me he wanted to go back to his hometown! Ouyang He Jing looked at the unfamiliar forest around him, and was a little stunned for a while.

Yan Junzheng stepped forward and said, "Girl, don't worry, your father-in-law has already explained to Yan and Rong Shizi before going to the execution. ”

Ouyang He Jing was a little suspicious, she looked at Rong Yuan, and when she saw that Rong Yuan also diǎn diǎn her head, she stopped talking, and stepped forward to bury the coffin with the two guards.

The forest is Xiaoxiao, the left is also a new grave, and the right is also a new grave, there are two less creatures in the world, and Huangquan has a pair of wandering souls.

As soon as Xie Changan died, the case was completely over, Yan Junzheng went back to the six doors to clean up his copywriting, and stood in the front courtyard to see the weeping willows swaggering in the sunset, fresh and splendid, he was stunned for a while.

"What is Yan Shuxiao looking at?" Chi Qingyi was originally reading a book under the tree, but he stared at him for a long time, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked over leisurely and asked.

Linqu Feng folded a wicker stick and handed it to Yan Junzheng: "Folding the willow to say goodbye, Yan Shu Huang wants to come to a diǎn literary and artistic style." ”

Yan Junzheng felt that arguing with two big children really damaged his stable image, so he simply didn't answer and waited for Rong Yuan to come out.

"Lord Yan?" Rong Yuan walked to the front courtyard, saw that the three of them were looking at him, and looked at him with some intimate questions.

Lin Qufeng and Chi Qingyi left the front courtyard with a haha, and Yan Junzheng said: "Yan can conclude that the murderer is not Xie Changan, and now this is the case."

"The truth will always surface one day, and it is far from guaranteed that the grievances will be revealed."

Yan Junzheng stroked his beard, with a look of loss: "That's it, he doesn't spare his life, what can Yan say?" I only hope that Rong Shizi's net can be put away, and Yan said goodbye. ”

"Lord Yan, don't worry." His breezy voice seemed to be a cold starlight that swept through the day and night, pushing the sunset into the ink, and a crescent moon had hung over the head at some point.

"Don't leave it at that." Yan Junzheng's old face couldn't see the joy and sorrow, and without waiting for Rong Yuan to answer, he went out in the direction of the mansion. The love and hate obsession in the world is probably just a love word, and he doesn't understand it as a lonely person.

Rong Yuan, dressed in white, was exceptionally light in the thick night, and he stood in place and watched Yan Junzheng go away. (To be continued.) )

ps: It may not be eight diǎn updates every day during the holidays... But surely it will be updated every day...

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