After a night of wind and rain, it turned out to be a sunny day.

The news had spread a long time ago, and the common people had been waiting on the roadside and in the court early, waiting to see the execution of the "female ghost".

On both sides of the street, soldiers with guns and knives isolated the people, a few steps of a soldier, the court is heavily guarded, the crowd around the black pressure holds their breath, the atmosphere is particularly cold and tense, but this does not affect the people on the streets.

Murder and execution, no matter who kills someone, will always attract good deeds.

The prisoner cart creaked through the middle of the street, and the sun fell from the roof of the prisoner car, illuminating Shi Luomei's face pale. She wore shackles, white prison clothes, long hair, her head hung low, and the arrow on the back of her neck held her thin body in place.

There was a lot of talk, mostly spurned and insulted.

Compared with Shi Luomei, Tu Yong's prisoner car is not so concerned, except for Xian Niang and Tu Yong's father and mother who are following behind, people's attention has been captured by the "female ghost".

People are scolding, and the more they scold, the more they get stronger. This is a group that is easy to be provoked, some people scold and scold and rush forward to spit and spit on them, if the soldiers stop them, I am afraid that they will directly beat people.

The "female ghost incident" made a lot of noise, and the people couldn't live in peace, especially the people in Shuilai Lane hated Shi Luomei, Shi Yong observed that there were many people who smashed sand and stone peels into the prisoner car, and there were no people who smashed eggs - after all, eggs are expensive.

Shi Yong followed the crowd to the Dharma field.

In the crowd, I don't know which one threw a cannon into the crowd.

There was a bang, and the screams were continuous, and those who were close knew that it was a cannonball, and the crowd in the distance did not know what was happening, and began to crowd around with loud shouts.

"But someone kidnapped?"

"Oh my God! Prisoner robbery in broad daylight? Don't you want to die? ”

"Let's let, let's go."

It's almost a hornet's nest.

Shi Yong frowned, and just wanted to get out of the way, a child squeezed over from nowhere and hugged her legs.

She glanced down and grabbed the child by the collar.

"You call me—"

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes were fixed.

"Too-"

"What's too much, the dead woman still doesn't let go of Young Master Ben?" Zhao Yunzhen was carried by Shi Yong by the back collar, as weak as carrying a chicken, he had never been treated like this, his little face was red, his eyes were swept wildly, and he only felt that he was majestic.

Shi Yong retracted his hand, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhao Yunzhen's back was squeezed again, he didn't stand firm, and hugged Shi Yong again, "There is excitement to see, of course Young Master Ben is coming." ”

The children were small, crowded in the crowd, and could see nothing but human legs. Shi Yong glanced at the person who was squeezed out of the water because of the artillery battle, and was afraid of hurting him, so he directly hugged Zhao Yunzhen.

It is the kind of adult hugging a child, encircled in his arms, sitting on his arm, this is an incredible action for nine-year-old Zhao Yunzhen, in the palace, the father and queen mother will not hug him like this, the palace maids and eunuchs dare not hug him like this, in his impression, he has never been hugged like this.

Zhao Yunzhen's dark eyes widened, looking at Shi Yong incredulously, his little face flushed, and his words stammered.

"You, you are so cowardly, dare to offend, young master."

Shi Yong's expression was calm, and he looked at Xiao Tuanzi impatiently.

"Less nonsense. Hold me around the neck. ”

Hugging your neck? Zhao Yunzhen's brows furrowed again, and he looked at Shi Yong seriously, with a look of disgust, not only couldn't reach out his hands to hug her neck, but also struggled awkwardly, scolding arrogantly.

"Let go, let go of me. No matter how thin you are, the young master will definitely cut off your head-"

Kill people and set fires at every turn.

Shi Yong squinted at him, and stretched out his arm, pulling him out of his body.

"If you play prestige again, I will lose you or not?"

"Bold! Do you dare to scold me? Young Master Ben is going to cut off your head......"

Shi Yong pursed his mouth and was about to throw it down, Zhao Yunzhen looked at the crowd of black pressure, and his red little face turned white again, "Crazy woman, crazy woman, you dare." ”

Shi Yong leaned at him lazily and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to hug me?" Be honest. No, I'll leave you here to count people's legs and go to the front alone to see the excitement. If you want to hug me, just call a good sister obediently, hug my neck, be honest! ”

Zhao Yunzhen's eyes widened again and he took a deep breath.

Deeply, deeply breathing, staring at her like hell.

In Shi Yong's eyes, such a young prince Zhao Yunzhen is just a little child, a dumpling, who can pinch his little face, pat his head, and pinch his waist.

However, no matter how young the prince is, he is also the prince.

In Zhao Yunzhen's nine-year-old life, he has never been so close to anyone other than his deceased mother.

It is difficult for a little child to have words to describe the feeling of being held in the arms of a woman, obviously she is so fierce, not gentle at all, and she will not smile at her like the grandmother and palace maid in the palace, let alone respect him and be afraid of him, but his little heart is beating so happily that it is full in an instant.

He couldn't figure it out.

All I could think of in my little head was the love between men and women that the little eunuchs said in private......

This is probably love and joy, right?

Zhao Yunzhen's little face was flushed, he pursed his lips tightly, and turned his head awkwardly without speaking, but a pair of small arms slowly wrapped around Shi Yong's neck.

"Humph!"

Shi Yong looked at him amusefully and pulled his hand that was too tight.

"Don't hug me so tightly, you won't be able to see any excitement if you strangle me."

As soon as he heard her say that he hugged him too tightly, Zhao Yunzhen's face couldn't hold back again, and he turned his little face to glare at her angrily, "Dead woman, if you talk nonsense again, I'll be-"

Shi Yong took out a hand to pinch his face, "Cut off my head, I know." Now please shut up the young master first. Good no good? ”

Zhao Yunzhen's brows loosened and snorted.

"Spare your life."

Shi Yong almost burst out laughing.

Such an awkward child, hum!

Holding a child in his hand, Zhao Yunzhen, the little guy, is very good-looking, and they look very eye-catching in the crowd.

As the crowd walked for a while, Shi Yong felt that it was unsafe, so he took off the gown on his body and directly covered Zhao Yunzhen's little head.

"You're coming alone? What about the people around you? ”

Zhao Yunzhen was a little proud, and his bony eyes were black and bright from his gown.

"Young Master, I just threw a few cannons, and I got rid of them."

“……”

The brain melon seed is very good, and he knows how to take advantage of the chaos of the crowd to get rid of his entourage, but has he ever thought about the danger of this?

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Not in the future. ”

Shi Yong reprimanded him, but he tried hard to protect him and not let the crowd bump into him. Zhao Yunzhen instinctively wanted to train her back and wanted to murder her, but when the words came to his mouth, seeing her doing her best to take him to see the excitement, he put out the fire again, and there was still some secret little joy in his heart.

"Count on you. Young Master Ben doesn't care about women. ”

Seeing him pretending to be a little adult, Shi Yong couldn't help but laugh.

"It's kind of a man. Shrewd. ”

After that, he pinched his little face again.

Zhao Yunzhen gritted his teeth and snorted.

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The court was crowded with onlookers.

Shi Yong hugged Zhao Yunzhen, whose head was covered, squeezed to Xian Niang's side, stood with her and Wu Chan, and shook her head helplessly when she looked at Zhao Yunzhen in confusion.

Wu Chan stopped asking, but turned her head, "They are all here." ”

The four words are very simple, and only Shi Yong can understand.

It means that Yan Mu's people are all in the court, so she doesn't have to worry.

Shi Yong frowned disapprovingly, "It shouldn't be." ”

It's a right and wrong occasion, and we don't know what will happen.

She was faintly uneasy in her heart, but she also understood Yan Mu's desire to protect her.

Shi Yong glanced back at the crowd of black oppressors, and turned his gaze to the prison platform.

In addition to the newly appointed Shuntian Mansion Yin Ma Xingwang, the official Tan Tao, the officials of the Criminal Department and the Dali Temple, there are also two handsome and conspicuous men.

One is Jinyi Wei Zhao Yin, and the other is Dongchang White Horse Fuzhou.

Both of them are ruthless masters, but compared to Zhao Yin's cold and unwavering coffin face, the white horse Fuzhou pursed his thin lips and smiled, which is much closer to the people.

The holy decree has not yet been issued, but after Lou Baoquan committed suicide in fear of sin, the East Factory was obviously under the actual control of Baima Fuzhou.

Xian Niang's whole body was vegetarian, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, if it wasn't for Wu Chan to hold on, I was afraid that she would have fallen.

Before being escorted to the court, Tu Yong had already been beaten to the point that his face was bruised and he didn't look human. Looking at the onlookers and good deeds, his body trembled, shouting loudly for his father, his voice was hoarse and broken, and it made people feel uncomfortable.

The relatives of the Tu family all came, and they shouted grievances in the audience.

The soldiers stopped in front of the crowd and kept them from approaching, pushing and shoving each other, screaming.

Xian Niang was almost unsteady on her feet, grabbing Wu Chan's arm and crying and trembling.

"I hurt him, I hurt him."

"What will I pay back this affection, woo woo......"

In the noisy and noisy sound, the hourglass on the prison cutting platform was flowing quietly.