Let's say that Zihua has been away from the imperial city for more than ten days, and when you are there, Huangfu.

Yan Yifan frowned and knelt on the futon, Huang Gongfu moved his bloated body and stepped into the door, Yan Yifan hurriedly got up and walked over to support Huang Gongfu.

"My lord, something may have happened!" Yan Yifan looked worried.

Huang Gongfu sat aside, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"It stands to reason that it will take about ten days to return to the house after I have explained to them, but today is the eleventh day, and they have not heard from them at all. I guess something happened. My lord, if Zihua comes back, we can ......" Yan Yifan looked anxious, "My lord, this crime of murdering the princess and falsely passing on the edict is a capital crime, and even if someone takes the opportunity...... We're done! ”

"What's the panic," Huang Gongfu scolded, "This matter has already been done, is there any remedy?" Besides, people haven't come back yet, what are you afraid of? You immediately ask the city gate guards to carefully inspect the people entering the city, and once you find Zihua or the two maids beside her, they will immediately detain them and return them to us. ”

When Yan Yifan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "It's still an adult who has a way, I'm panicked in my heart." Hehe, I'll arrange it. ”

Yan Yifan ran out of the Huang Mansion, Huang Gongfu looked at his back, and couldn't help but shake his head, how can such a heart achieve great things?

Outside, it was already boiling, and a piece of news shook the people of the world - the government was going to execute Uncle Yang, the chief lieutenant. The news spread quickly throughout the thirteen prefectures and counties of Zhao State, and the people were deeply shocked.

This year is the fourth year of Zhao Jingtai Xuanzong, and it is also the first year of the new monarch's accession to the throne, and this year is the year of Jiazi. According to the yin-yang scholars at that time, the year of Jiazi was a year of reincarnation, and the wheel of fate changed from the old to the new, so there was a lot of unrest in the world. People in the world thought that they should have been in the matter of Xuanzong's death. I never thought that the new emperor had just succeeded to the throne, but he wanted to kill Uncle Yang, the chief lieutenant, and some people even said that the old nobles came back, and the new law would be overthrown.

When I think of these, the common people always can't help but think of the difficult time more than four years ago, when there were white bones on the road, crows pecked at them, and their families were ruined, and they were extremely miserable. Later, when the people were about to despair, it was Taiwei Yang Shuzi who quickly implemented the new law with a thunderous force, which gave the old Zhao people a sigh of relief. Now that you suddenly hear this news, how can you not panic? No one wants to go back to that time.

In recent days, the officials of the county governments have actively comforted the people who began to be a little restless, saying that the reason why Uncle Yang was executed was because Uncle Yang sent people to assassinate the emperor and assassinate the minister, which were all crimes of great rebellion, so they would be sentenced and executed.

After all, the prestige of Uncle Yang is so great, I am afraid that even the first emperor Xuanzong will not be able to catch up, and the people speculate that the reason why Uncle Yang is executed is probably because his existence has threatened the safety of the imperial power.

Now hearing the news, the people came out of their modest homes, and they hurried towards the imperial city, riding horses in the distance, striding meteors in the distance. People only felt panicked in their hearts, and they couldn't tell whether they were coming to see off Uncle Yang for the last time, or if they were coming to ask for his life, or if they wanted to know the news they were most concerned about - whether the new law would be abolished?

There was silence on the banks of the Qushui River, and the breeze blew through the reeds, making a cry like a baby, and the others suddenly felt desolate. The meandering water is magnificent here, the water is turbulent, churning and flowing forward, and after less than twenty miles, it will enter the source river.

Since ancient times, the bank of the Qushui River has been a place of execution, and all criminal laws have been carried out here, so the soil on the bank of the river has always been red, but I don't know if this is the red of blood or the original. Less than five miles upstream, a patch of reeds hides the whole meandering water, and it is both a place for shepherd boys, cows and sheep to have fun in the middle of summer, and a place for young boys and girls to have trysts. Every time winter is approaching, this is the place where the people of the imperial city cut the grass, and the bundles of dried reed poles are brought back, which is really a good thing for the winter fire.

A meandering water resort has really given birth to the beautiful life of many old Zhao people, and it has also left many happy memories. Quite a bit of what is written in the "Book of Songs" and "Qin Feng Pujia": "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost...... The leaves are pale, and the white dew is not dawning...... The leaves are pale, and the white dew is not yet ......" is just tragic and magnificent, but no one can really know.

It's just that every midwinter here is completely cold and lonely, the young boys and girls who have trysts have returned, and the people who want to mow the grass have already prepared the reed poles for winter, and the wild ducks have also hid deeper in the reeds and no longer come out to feed. Since the beginning of winter, there has been no one here, and the banks of the Qushui River have become accustomed to the loneliness and coldness of winter.

In the winter of this year, the bank of the Qushui River was completely awakened, and a person who made the world sigh was to be executed here - Uncle Yang, Taiwei!

Huang Gongfu had already sent someone to build a torture table here a few days ago. It's a weird execution ground, and he's huge. The execution ground was surrounded by halberd-bearers, roughly numbering no less than a thousand. The entire execution ground was surrounded in a circle of half a mile. On the north side of the circle is an earthen platform about a foot high, on which there are twenty tables of one word and twenty tables, and behind it sits the patriarch of the family with a solemn expression. There are two long cases in the middle, and Huang Gongfu and Yan Yifan are seated. Ding'an Marquis Wang Wei was dressed in silver and white armor, holding the hilt of his sword, standing majestically on the right side of Huang Gongfu.

Huan Sheng stood on the high walls of the imperial city, tiptoeing and looking out.

In the center of the execution ground, the execution platform stood there, a wooden platform about six feet high and more than a foot long. On the stage stood a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a full beard, a red cloth wrapped around his head, and a half-naked upper body, and the big man held a ghost-headed knife in his hand. The ghost-headed broadsword is cold and cold, which makes people feel shocked.

According to the temperament of those ordinary people, it is common to see that such a bustle has already begun to stir, and even some of them have already shouted. This is the scene that the old nobles are waiting for - Uncle Yang's head falls to the ground, and the people cheer!

The time has come, and the Qushui Execution Ground is still silent, people are just moving indifferently, there is no sound of discussion, no sound of talking, some are just the black flags and the sound of the whistling wind around the execution ground, and there is no sound at all, making the originally calm and empty Qushui River bank seem even more empty and lonely. This made the old nobles somewhat disappointed, but as long as they thought that there would be no Uncle Yang from now on, their somewhat disappointed mood suddenly became happy again.

The sound of drums came, and the hour was almost past, and noon was approaching.

"My lord, noon is almost here." Yan Yifan leaned up and said to Huang Gongfu.

"Okay, prisoner!"

Not far away, Uncle Yang was wearing shackles and slowly walked over under the escort of two armor soldiers. Uncle Yang looked at the silent crowd of people, smiled, and walked over, and the crowd was driven apart by the guards on both sides.

Although Uncle Yang was wearing shackles, he was still confident and majestic, and he was wearing a long white cloth robe. Suddenly, the sea of four wild people cheered: "Long live the new law!" "Adult Chitose!" The sound was huge, like rolling thunder, which reached the imperial city, and also circled violently on the bank of this curved river, lasting for a long time.

The nobles of the family kneeling on the earthen platform felt fear for the second time in their lives, the first time was when Uncle Yang beheaded Meng Ying and Yan Huan, these people can be regarded as very knowledgeable people, but this kind of situation is indeed the first time in their lives, even if the emperor ascends the throne and is congratulated by all the people, it has never been so vast.

Yan Yifan gasped, his image was extremely embarrassed, Huang Gongfu glanced at it and said, "You are also a person who has experienced vicissitudes for a long time, why are you so panicked?" ”

Yan Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly: "Bring the prisoners up!" ”

Uncle Yang calmly ascended the execution platform and sat down in front of the sword-wielding man.

"Emperor Xuan's edict!" Huang Gongfu shouted loudly, for fear that Yan Yifan would not hear clearly. Yan Yifan stood up and took out a roll of bamboo slips: "Uncle Er Yang, bully the monarch and kill the ministers." Criticize the people, and the people are full of resentment. All these are extremely heinous crimes, for the sake of reassuring the hearts of the people and for the law of the country, it is proposed to behead Uncle Yang for public display! ”

Huang Gongfu stood up: "Uncle Yang, this is all your own fault, fortunately, Skynet is restored, what else do you have to say?" ”

Uncle Yang looked around and smiled: "It's very neat today." Lord Huang, although I die, the people of the world will not forget me, and I will be famous through the ages, praised by historians, and praised by the people. It is different if you wait, you will only be stinking for 10,000 years, and the world will be ashamed. Do you think I'm right? ”

Huang Gongfu glared at Uncle Yang fiercely: "Even if you are famous in history, you are going to die today." ”

"To die is to die, and who will not die? If you are so desperate, what does it make if you don't die? Then Uncle Yang gently hummed a poem from "The Book of Songs: Qin Feng":

Xiao Rong is collected, and Wu Zhen Liang is reeled.

The wandering ring is driven by the coercion, and the yin is continuous.

Wen Yin Chang hub, drive me Qi Bao.

Words and thoughts are gentlemen, and they are as warm as jade.

In its board house, disturb my heart.

Four peony holes, six bridle in hand.

Qi is the middle, and the horse is the horse.

The combination of the dragon and the shield is a bolt.

Words and thoughts of the gentleman, warm in the city.

What is the duration? Hu Ran, I read it.

The group of holes, the spears and the spears.

Mengfa has a garden, and the tiger is carved.

The two bows are crossed, and the bamboo is closed.

Words and thoughts of the gentleman, carry the bed.

Disgusted with loved ones, rank rank and virtue.

The voice was sad, and everyone present wept when they sang it. This is probably the last thing that Uncle Yang can't rest assured, he misses his wife through this poem.

"That's it," Uncle Yang raised his sleeve and wiped a handful of tears, "Let's be executed." ”

Got up and knelt down in front of the executioner, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Yan Yifan was hoarse: "Execution!" ”

The ghost-headed broadsword slashed through the air with a shadow of light.

Suddenly, the wind and snow came so hard that people could barely open their eyes, and the heavy snow quickly covered the entire torture table.

Suddenly, two extremely fast figures jumped onto the execution platform, one grabbed his head, hugged himself up, jumped off the execution platform like an eagle, and disappeared suddenly.

The wind and snow finally eased a little, and when people opened their eyes, there was already no body of Uncle Yang. This made Huang Gongfu and Yan Yifan and other old nobles shocked, but they were helpless.

No one noticed that in the crowd at the bottom of the torture platform, a young man in a linen robe had tears in his eyes, staring fiercely at the people sitting on the platform, as if he wanted to plant all their faces deeply in his mind.