Although Chonghua has a bad temper, he has never been a tyrannical and murderous person, and he must be very difficult at the moment.

Zhong Weiwei wanted to stay with him, but when she met Chonghua's eyes, she didn't insist anymore and stood up obediently: "Okay." ”

She didn't worry about him, and wanted to tell him a few words, but when she saw his resolute jaw, she suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

At this time, the emperor does not need the comfort of a woman, the emperor is cold, hard, ruthless, and lonely.

She lowered her head, took Youyou's hand and left, and when she passed in front of the eldest princess of the protector, she glanced at the eldest princess of the protector.

The eldest princess has never made a sound, a pair of wrinkled hands tightly hold the dragon's head crutches, half-hanging eyes as if asleep, but as soon as Zhong Weiwei's gaze swept over, she raised her eyelids keenly and nodded imperceptibly, indicating that she would take care of it.

Zhong Weiwei relieved himself a little, and got off the high platform again with him.

"Daijicha." Someone called her in a low voice, Li Shang stood beside the road, Qingjun's face didn't mean any joke at all, it was very serious, as if there was something important to say to her.

Zhong Weiwei looked at him quietly and decided to give him a time to breathe and see what he wanted to say.

Li Shang was silent, he raised his hand, waved at her, and said jokingly: "How do you feel about this kind of man who ordered the execution of his siblings by torture?" ”

Zhong Weiwei looked at him flatly, and said lightly: "What kind of fate do you think he should have for this kind of man who has repeatedly plotted to assassinate his fellow brothers, repeatedly refuses to change his teachings, killed a large number of people, and stirred up the country's unrest?" ”

Li Shang laughed: "Sharp teeth and loyal." ”

Zhong Weiwei didn't pay attention to him anymore, he took him and walked down again, he didn't harass her anymore, he looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The palace car stopped next to the road, the drum beat like a burst, and the next execution was about to be carried out, Zhong Weiwei didn't want to see such a bloody scene again, so he quickened his pace, and was not relieved until he was sent into the car again.

The drums suddenly stopped, and there was silence all around, even the people who had been shouting wildly, thinking that the first person to be executed had been tied.

Zhong Weiwei suddenly wanted to look back at Chonghua.

She stood on the stepstool and looked back at the high tea viewing table.

Then she was shocked to see Chonghua, who was wearing a dark embroidered gold imperial robe, standing alone by the tea viewing table, holding a large bow in his hand, the bow was drawn into a full moon, and the tip of the arrow pointed straight down.

Zhong Weiwei looked at one of them, and one of them said in a low voice: "It's Dongfang Shuren." ”

Pingye's identity is much more noble than Wei Taishi, and when Wei Taishi and others rebelled, it was under his banner that he was the first to be executed.

The punishment of chariot splitting is to tie a person's hands, feet, limbs, and head and neck to five chariots, drive the carriage, and tear the person into five pieces.

The torture was unbearable, and the intimidation of the observers was great.

Zhong Weiwei understood what Chonghua said to her last night: "A certain deterrence is necessary." ”

But what does it mean that he is facing Pingye like this at the moment?

Zhong Weiwei just thought about it, and understood what Chonghua meant, Pingye is his siblings, and according to the law, of course, he can judge how he should be judged, but he can shoot Pingye to death first, so that Pingye will be spared more and greater pain.

Zhong Weiwei didn't look at Chonghua's appearance again, she felt that he must not want her to see his appearance at the moment, she turned around, quickly got into the car, and motioned to the driver: "Let's go." ”

snuggled up to her again, sweaty on his hands, very silent and well-behaved.

Zhong Weiwei hugged him tightly, trying to make his expression appear calm and peaceful.

Not long after the carriage moved, the crowd erupted in loud cheers, "Hooray!" Banzai! "Shenwu! Powerful! All sorts of cheers were heard.

He got a little closer to Zhong Weiwei's arms, and realized for the first time that the imperial power and the palace were not as colorful as he saw.

All these years have gone so smoothly that he almost forgot the thrilling memories of his childhood.

Zhong Weiwei narrowed his eyes slightly, presumably at this time, Chonghua had already shot Pingye to death, right?

With his archery skills, it must be fatal with one blow, so the next punishment of car splitting, Pingye should not be too painful.

Chonghua stood on the high tea viewing platform, staring at Pingye below with an expressionless face, and indifferently handed the bow to Li Anren.

Pingye was chained to his limbs and head, lying flat on the ground, with a feather arrow stuck in his left chest and heart.

The feather arrow was still trembling, and the blood was on his prison clothes.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the tea table, his vision was blurred, but he clearly saw the tall dark figure, and he remembered many things when he was a child.

The eldest brother, who is always lonely in reading, practicing martial arts, and learning the rules, watched him play with A-Niang with envy, and the eldest brother would give him what he liked unconditionally, although his face was very stinky and ugly, but he never refused.

was scolded by the imperial father, he would cry, but the eldest brother never cried, looking indifferent and arrogant, the queen mother was always very pleased, but she didn't like it very much, and often whispered to the grandmother around her: "I don't know who this character looks like, and I am not close at all, it really doesn't look like I was born." ”

He felt that he was cuter and more likable than his eldest brother, and deserved all the love of his parents and everyone, as well as everything in this world, so he went farther and farther away, and the more wrong he became.

If I could do it all over again, maybe I would live longer, right?

The dark figure on the tea table gradually blurred, Ping Ye gently hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled faintly at the figure, and finally ended.

Because of this arrow, he avoided his greatest pain, Xie didn't have to, but he didn't hate it so much.

There was a "bang" of drums, someone screamed, and the five carriages drove in five directions without hesitation.

Some of the people screamed and screamed, and some fainted with fright.

has not recovered yet, and changed to Wei Taishi, which is different from the peace industry, Wei Taishi was soberly punished, and the clans, nobles, ministers, and Dongling people who watched the punishment all had different expressions.

Chonghua was still standing by the tea viewing platform, the wind blew his dark embroidered gold imperial robe to the sound of hunting, he carried his hands behind his back, his expression was cold and calm, his majesty was inviolable, and the flesh and blood could not let him be moved.

He just watched indifferently and calmly, like a god above the nine heavens, presiding over life and death.

Lu Taishi trembled in two strands, very urinating, and the faces of the clans with ideas were like ashes, and I don't know who took the lead in shouting again: "Long live my emperor......"

Everyone knelt down in turn, bowed down, and waited until the salute was finished, and then looked up, and there was no emperor on the high platform.