After the sacrifice was over, Kim Jong-lei got up and walked out of the temple, staring at the golden cage parked on the square of the temple, and walked steadily towards the high platform in the square. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The high platform on Taimiao Square was built temporarily. Taimiao has never killed anyone, so naturally it doesn't need to be like an execution ground. But the person to be killed today used to be an emperor, and the specifications were very high, and the law field was far from satisfying the style of killing the emperor.

Therefore, after discussing with his close ministers, Jin Zhenglei chose to execute Emperor Wei Ming in Taimiao.

The square in front of the temple is naturally larger and more spacious than the square in front of the Dharma field, which can accommodate more people to watch. This makeshift platform is also wider and more imposing than the high platform on the court.

In order to prevent someone from taking prisoners from Taimiao, Kim Jong-lei dispatched Chen Guo's 100,000 troops to be stationed around the Taimiao Temple and enclosed the Taimiao Square so tightly that water could not be splashed in, birds could not fly, and even a tiny ant could hardly crawl out of the Taimiao.

The high platform is one foot high, and you need to step on eighteen steps to go up. The stage was covered with a scarlet carpet embroidered with lotus motifs.

On both sides of the high platform stand two flagpoles as high as clouds, and a pair of vertical banners hang down on the flagpoles, and there is no wind to automatic. On the right side is written on the straight sheet: Eighteen years of escape, finally beheaded the king, and avenged his family; Book on the left: The army of 200,000 is to destroy and defend the country and make decisions for the people.

If you didn't know the words on the banner, you would think that there was going to be some major celebration here.

The only chair is placed in the middle of the north on the high platform, and the chair is covered with colorful tiger skins, which sets off a strong murderous atmosphere.

This tiger skin chair, naturally, only Kim Jong-lei himself is qualified to sit on it.

The civil and military ministers embraced Kim Jong-lei and stepped up the eighteen-step ladder and walked onto the high platform. Kim Jong-lei unceremoniously sat down on the tiger skin chair. Other civil and military officials stood around him. There are not many ministers who can go to the high platform to observe the emperor, and Song Qimingyu can't be on the stage because his level is not enough. They could only stand still from a distance closer to the stage.

Fei Chong's whole body is vegetarian, as if he was resurrected after death. He climbed up the high platform from the bottom of the platform through eighteen steps, prostrate in front of Kim Zhenglei, and wept bitterly: "Fei Chong should be damned, he offended the marshal in previous years!" The marshal was like a sea of minds, tolerated Fei Chong's sins, and gave Fei Chong a second life, which was actually Fei Chong's reborn parents, and Fei Chong was grateful. ”

Although Kim Zhenglei hated Fei Chong as a traitor very much, but the eldest husband said what he said, since he had forgiven his sins, he had to pretend to be as if he was really not guilty of the past, and his actions should also be expressed, so he took two steps and stretched out his hands to help Fei Chong up, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Old Xiangguo, please get up quickly!" Lao Xiangguo captured the faint king, and he made a great contribution! ”

His behavior made all the officials look straight in the eyes, in their impression, Marshal Jin had never beaten anyone, and now he actually mixed Fei Chong and this enemy who had been hanging in his mouth for nearly twenty years! There was a burst of amazement, followed by a thunderous applause.

When Song Qi first heard that Jingu Garden was occupied by Fei Chong from Xing Benshan's mouth, he wanted to go to Jingu Garden to have a look and see how to develop tourism projects. Later, because he had been busy opening the deadlock in the market, he had been mobilizing troops to serve the people, visiting big merchants, and planning carnival parades, but he never made the trip.

On several occasions, when he was inspecting the markets of the Dumen district, his footsteps were only a few hundred steps away from the Golden Valley Garden. But because he was too busy to take care of Jinguen. Because at that time, the market was unstable and people's hearts were fluctuating, who would be interested in tourism?

Unexpectedly, this Fei Chong actually hid Emperor Wei Ming in the Golden Valley Garden. If he had gone to Jinguyuan at that time, Fei Chong would not have had the opportunity to make this great contribution. Fei Chong, a traitor, will not have bargaining chips with Kim Jong-lei.

Alas, this fee is really treacherous, slippery and lucky.

Song Qi turned his head to look at Mingyu and said in disbelief: "Can Marshal Jin really let go of his bitter hatred for Fei Chong and shake hands with him?" ”

Mingyu's beautiful eyes moved slightly, nodded and said, "Looking at it like this, he seems to have really let go!" ”

"This Marshal Jin is indeed very broad-minded, and it is not easy to be able to smile and smuff enmity!" Song Qi sighed with emotion, with some insincerity in his tone.

"Yes! It's not easy! Mingyu muttered.

Kim Jong-lei picked up Fei Chong, took his hand, and made him the chief of the civil officials, moving You'an's position to the next one.

Youan stood beside Fei Chong and grinned at Fei Chong in court. Fei Chong didn't seem to see it, and he didn't even look at him with his eyes on the side. Euan felt thorns growing on his back, and he felt uncomfortable.

Jin Zhenglei then commanded the forbidden soldiers on the left and right: "Bring the faint king up!" ”

"Yes!" The two forbidden soldiers bowed in agreement, turned and walked down the steps with heavy steps.

The golden cage was parked next to the steps, and two fierce executioners in red vests were already waiting beside the cage with bright machetes on their backs.

The two forbidden soldiers used the key to open the lid of the golden cage so that Emperor Wei Ming could retract his head, and then opened the door of the cage and pulled Emperor Wei Ming out of the cage neatly. Then, one by one, he carried him like a pig, slowly carried him from the steps to the center of the platform, threw him to the ground, and knelt down in front of Kim Jong-lei.

The executioner also followed the high platform, holding a knife in one hand and holding the other behind his back, with an awe-inspiring expression, standing facing the audience.

Kim Jong-lei saw the faint king meekly bow his head and kneel in front of him, and the hatred that had been buried for eighteen years broke out freely from his heart, his eyes were full of fire-like light, anger appeared on his face, and he shouted: "Faint king, you also have today!" ”

Emperor Wei Ming remained silent, as if waiting for this sentence, and when he heard this, he raised his head and sneered with disdain on his face: "Jin Zhenglei, you traitor and rebel!" Don't be complacent! Has there been a courtier who beheaded the emperor since ancient times? I'm afraid Heaven won't condone you to behead me! ”

Jin Zhenglei left the tiger skin trade, approached Emperor Wei Ming, raised his hand and pointed at the latter's nose, and angrily reprimanded: "Has there been such a bad emperor as you since ancient times? Spoil traitorous ministers, kill loyal ministers indiscriminately, occupy daughters-in-law, and indulge in prostitution! You are an unprecedentedly bad emperor, and you will naturally get an unprecedented end! ”

Emperor Wei Ming suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands to the sky, and laughed loudly: "Jin Zhenglei, now that you have won, you can say whatever you want!" Thou hast killed the king with thy ministers, and thy sin was heinous. Just wait and see how Heaven punishes you! ”

Jin Zhenglei laughed wildly: "Faint king! You have been abandoned by heaven. Heaven is punishing you now! What qualifications do you have to talk about the Divine? (To be continued.) )