"Someone! Execution with Shang Marting! Gongzi Qian ordered loudly again.

The four armor soldiers entered in response to the call, and walked behind Shang Ying with a loud noise, standing majestically and solemnly. The six prison guards left the table one after another and stood solemnly in front of Shang Ying. A prison soldier walked out of the six, stepped forward and walked in front of Shang Ying, sighed, raised his hands expressionlessly, took off the Seven Crowns of Hou on Shang Ying's head, and walked back to the queue with the Hou Crown.

Two more prison guards walked out of the six, and they also walked to both sides of Shang Ying with expressionless faces. The two of them started at the same time, untied Shang Ying's black gown, took it off again, and returned to the queue with one with his clothes and the other with his clothes.

Another prisoner walked out of the queue and came to Shang Ying, and with a regretful face, he tied the white cloth of the sinner's turban to Shang Ying's head. After tying it, he turned around and returned to the queue with a sigh.

The last two overseers came and dressed Shang Ying in the short brown linen clothes of the criminals, and when they turned back to the queue, tears still welling up in the corners of their eyes. After all, the god-like Shang Jun in his mind became a criminal in their hands, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

After Shang Ying became a criminal official, the four armor soldiers took Shang Ying out of the Chinese military tent and escorted him to the execution ground that had been set up in the southwest. After arriving at the execution ground, he tied Shang Ying under a tree that temporarily served as a pillar for criminals, took three steps back, and waited for the execution with his hands on his waist.

Dressed in a full general's dress, Gongzi drove to the execution ground with the six prison soldiers refreshed. Sixteen thousand noble troops, under the command of their commanders, lined up in squares around the execution ground. The 16,000 people came and stopped and shouted, "Wan Sheng!" "It shook people's ears and buzzed! And after the rattling footsteps stopped, the dust that rolled up the sky made this huge execution ground covered with dust covering the sky for a while.

The enemy is far away, and Kegang is not a star, and the feather is not mo

Gongzi Qian didn't want to use such a huge scene to publicly punish the martingale. But what is so powerful about this rare and astonishing victory that the soldiers of the aristocratic army, composed of nobles who are bent on revenge, will not spare him to find him, and make their father grit his teeth and tremble? Does it have three heads and six arms, or is it a god in the world?

It was these aristocratic armies that made him have to remove the idea of secretly executing Shang Ying. At the request of these aristocratic troops, he decided to show off to the whole Qin, and he wanted to show off to the world! How did the aristocratic army led by his son-in-law Qianhe be able to capture the famous Shang Jun! How can the symbol of power die under the knife of power!

So, when the aristocratic army lined up at the execution ground, Gongziqian's car slowly drove to the tree of the merchant martingale and stopped. Gongzi Qian stood on his chariot, with a spring breeze on his face and a proud face, full of pride, and asked in a cat-and-mouse tone: "My respected Lord Shangjun! He has always ordered the killing of others! When you are about to be executed in this grand execution scene, and when you yourself are about to be executed, do you have any thoughts? ”

Shang Ying's triangular eyes, there didn't seem to be this proud son, he was about to fall into the sunset of the West Mountain, and muttered to himself like a homely voice: "Have you sunset in the West Mountain?" Although he was about to sink into the West Mountain helplessly, he was still unwilling to use all his energy to burn. The burning west sky is fiery red, making the west sky so bright and gorgeous

After a hearty laugh, Childe replied: "Yes." But it's a pity that the sunset is infinitely good, and the scenery is particularly beautiful, but it's about to set, and there is no more of his light, even if it is gorgeous? ”

Shang Ying still said lightly: "Yes, the dark and dreary night will cover the sky and the earth with pitch black darkness, so that people can live in the dark night, and the light will not get heat; However, the sunset will be the next day, with unstoppable force, it will rush away everything that stands in front of him, and it will burst out, and with its own light and heat, it will re-illuminate the sky and the earth. I—this is the sunset now. My reincarnation is the rising sun of that second day. "When he finished speaking, he was pious, not in words. For his soul had left his body and flew towards the setting sun in the western sky.

He realized that he was as light as a swallow and flew towards the sun unrestrainedly, but suddenly he was holding his son behind him, running and shouting: "Don't go!" Take us with you. But I couldn't stop, and gradually I was weaving my mother and son.

He realized: Nizi suddenly appeared in the sun. In the red sun, Nizi was using those charming big pod eyes, watery. Nizi's ruddy lips were trembling and trembling, as if she was singing a beautiful song to herself. It's too far away, what is singing, how hard he listens, and he can't hear it, remember, he hurriedly exerted his strength, and flew towards Nizi at an accelerated pace, flying away, just wanting to hear the song she sang.

But in the eyes of Gongzi, this gray-haired old guy who was tied to a tree and still didn't give in. He's so thin, how pitiful! But, but this old thing's pair of small triangular eyes is still so aggressive!

These eyes were all too familiar to him. Twenty-three years ago, on that snowy day, it was these eyes that fascinated Xiaogong, fooled the ministers, and jumped from a lowly middle concubine abandoned by the Wei State to the left chief of my Great Qin ruling authority.

These eyes shocked Gongzi Qian twenty-two years ago, and he refused to accept Gongziqian's judgment, and escaped death under Gongziqian's prison! It was then that I had to succumb to these eyes.

It was these eyes that allowed him to be tortured as the crown prince! Since then, he has left the glorious future of Liyang. The reputation, status, wealth, and life of the aristocracy are worth a penny by these eyes. My father died under these eyes with the collapse of the ancestral feudal system.

After eight years of hard work, he finally re-ascended to the original position of the crown prince, but he became the head of the Qianqian under these eyes. Zhou Yuan's farming suffering, do you know Shang Ying? The shame of cutting off the nose and the pain of cutting off the left hand, these are all more uncomfortable experiences than death, do you know it?

You don't know? If you knew, you wouldn't have continued to exterminate our nobles with impunity, and didn't give us a way out? Won't you always and everywhere lift me up and not give me the slightest chance to get back on my feet?