The wheels creaked, and Yu Zhiwei felt that her consciousness was a little blurry.

The shackle around the neck weighs twenty-five pounds, and it is a flail for death row prisoners. Let them live a few more days, and the rebellion is probably not a beheading, but about the autumn queen.

Empress Dowager Lin said that the prince is still guilty of the same crime as the common people, and they are guilty of this kind of crime and conspiracy, but I am afraid that it will be the first wave of the autumn queen's beheading, and I am afraid that they will not survive October.

It's only June now, and the hottest time in summer hasn't passed, and the twenty-five-pound flail is put around Yu Zhiwei's neck, pressing people out of breath.

In summer, the prisoner's clothes were thin, and his neck was exposed. The flail was not the usual ring, and the large pieces of wood were so rough that they were terrible. Yu Zhiwei's neck and shoulders had long been worn out, soaked in sweat, and the pain made people tremble.

That's probably what it tastes like to be salted from a wound.

She didn't bother with herself, she looked ahead. The twenty-five-pound flail was so heavy that she couldn't move at all, and she could only stare at the front, her eyes splitting - in front of her was Yu Jingning's prisoner car.

The injuries on his body have not been treated, how can he stand this serious shackle?

Yu Zhiwei knew that she was going to die, but she couldn't stand watching Yu Jingning suffer like this, and the wounds on her body were already painful, but in her heart, it was like a blunt knife cutting flesh, and it hurt so much that people died and lived.

She still remembered that Yu Jingning knelt on the ground, bent down the backbone of his Yu family's son, and kowtowed to the Empress Dowager Lin and said: "The criminal knows that his sin is unforgivable, and he does not seek to atone for his sins by solving the difficulties of the capital, but only asks Niangniang to remember such a little credit as the criminal minister, and don't implicate Jiayuguan." ”

He was talking about his father, the Pingshuo Mansion in Jiayuguan.

The Queen Mother's mother, Chrysostom, agreed to his request on the spot.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and continued: "The criminal minister has another reluctant request - today's matter, please don't talk about it with my father and my mother, and I will mention it after I die." ”

Yu Zhiwei knew that he was afraid that King Pingshuo and the princess would run for his affairs, and if he offended the Empress Dowager Lin when the time came, the previous thing he asked for them would all be in vain.

The sun shone brightly on Yu Zhiwei's eyes, she had been open for a long time, her eyes were dry and dizzy, but she couldn't shed a single tear for a long time.

There were a lot of people on the road, all of whom came to see the death row prisoners.

She is very familiar with this road, and it is such a road when Liaodong returns from victory, and the people who were full of streets and alleys at the beginning came to see the heroes of Daheng.

At the beginning, Yu Zhiwei also smiled and took several handkerchiefs and flowers, and was so puffed by the girl's smell and fat powder that she couldn't close her mouth.

And now, naturally, there are still people who greet her with things.

For example, rotten cabbage leaves.

How did the people know that the people who were parading the streets today were the people who risked killing their heads a few days ago and transferred the western suburbs battalion into the capital to save their lives, and the officials who led the parade did not tell anyone what kind of prisoners they were detaining, and the people only looked at the 25-pound death penalty shackles, so they should be the leaders of the rebel army.

scolded so badly that I couldn't wait to rip Yu Zhiwei and Yu Jingning alive, I'm afraid I would have to rob the two of them of the meat to drink.

Yu Zhiwei didn't know what to say, so he had to suffer all this very calmly.

After all, even if someone spits in her face, she can't raise her hand to wipe it.

She suddenly wanted to laugh a little, it turned out that the kung fu of "spitting on her face" was practiced in this way.

The wheels creaked, and Yu Zhiwei felt that her consciousness was a little blurry.

The shackle around the neck weighs twenty-five pounds, and it is a flail for death row prisoners. Let them live a few more days, and the rebellion is probably not a beheading, but about the autumn queen.

Empress Dowager Lin said that the prince is still guilty of the same crime as the common people, and they are guilty of this kind of crime and conspiracy, but I am afraid that it will be the first wave of the autumn queen's beheading, and I am afraid that they will not survive October.

It's only June now, and the hottest time in summer hasn't passed, and the twenty-five-pound flail is put around Yu Zhiwei's neck, pressing people out of breath.

In summer, the prisoner's clothes were thin, and his neck was exposed. The flail was not the usual ring, and the large pieces of wood were so rough that they were terrible. Yu Zhiwei's neck and shoulders had long been worn out, soaked in sweat, and the pain made people tremble.

That's probably what it tastes like to be salted from a wound.

She didn't bother with herself, she looked ahead. The twenty-five-pound flail was so heavy that she couldn't move at all, and she could only stare at the front, her eyes splitting - in front of her was Yu Jingning's prisoner car.

The injuries on his body have not been treated, how can he stand this serious shackle?

Yu Zhiwei knew that she was going to die, but she couldn't stand watching Yu Jingning suffer like this, and the wounds on her body were already painful, but in her heart, it was like a blunt knife cutting flesh, and it hurt so much that people died and lived.

She still remembered that Yu Jingning knelt on the ground, bent down the backbone of his Yu family's son, and kowtowed to the Empress Dowager Lin and said: "The criminal knows that his sin is unforgivable, and he does not seek to atone for his sins by solving the difficulties of the capital, but only asks Niangniang to remember such a little credit as the criminal minister, and don't implicate Jiayuguan." ”

He was talking about his father, the Pingshuo Mansion in Jiayuguan.

The Queen Mother's mother, Chrysostom, agreed to his request on the spot.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and continued: "The criminal minister has another reluctant request - today's matter, please don't talk about it with my father and my mother, and I will mention it after I die." ”

Yu Zhiwei knew that he was afraid that King Pingshuo and the princess would run for his affairs, and if he offended the Empress Dowager Lin when the time came, the previous thing he asked for them would all be in vain.

The sun shone brightly on Yu Zhiwei's eyes, she had been open for a long time, her eyes were dry and dizzy, but she couldn't shed a single tear for a long time.

There were a lot of people on the road, all of whom came to see the death row prisoners.

She is very familiar with this road, and it is such a road when Liaodong returns from victory, and the people who were full of streets and alleys at the beginning came to see the heroes of Daheng.

At the beginning, Yu Zhiwei also smiled and took several handkerchiefs and flowers, and was so puffed by the girl's smell and fat powder that she couldn't close her mouth.

And now, naturally, there are still people who greet her with things.

For example, rotten cabbage leaves.

How did the people know that the people who were parading the streets today were the people who risked killing their heads a few days ago and transferred the western suburbs battalion into the capital to save their lives, and the officials who led the parade did not tell anyone what kind of prisoners they were detaining, and the people only looked at the 25-pound death penalty shackles, so they should be the leaders of the rebel army.

scolded so badly that I couldn't wait to rip Yu Zhiwei and Yu Jingning alive, I'm afraid I would have to rob the two of them of the meat to drink.

Yu Zhiwei didn't know what to say, so he had to suffer all this very calmly.

After all, even if someone spits in her face, she can't raise her hand to wipe it.

She suddenly wanted to laugh a little, it turned out that the kung fu of "spitting on her face" was practiced in this way.