When Zhang Xiyue looked back, she saw a horse team galloping towards her, the first one wearing a yellow python robe, and behind her were guards with knives.

At that time, there were many pedestrians on the street, and fifty or sixty horses were galloping at a gallop, and it was inevitable that some people would not be able to avoid being hit, but the horse team did not slow down at all and still galloped wildly.

"Damn it!" Zhang Xiyue couldn't help but scold.

In an instant, the horse team galloped in front of him, and the man in the python robe was a young man in his twenties, he was tall and muscular, with heavy eyebrows, ringed eyes, and a yellow beard on his chin.

"Miss...," Yin Xiaotao looked at her, "It's that bastard!" ”

Zhang Xiyue gritted her teeth with a cold face and said, "One day... I'm going to kill him! ”

Her pretty face was covered with a layer of ice, and her big beautiful eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, what kind of hatred had turned a slender woman into an angry beast!

The two men stared silently at the horse team as they walked away, neither moving nor speaking for a long time, and the atmosphere was as silent as death.

After a long time, Yin Xiaotao said, "Miss, let's go home, shall we?" It's too late, Madame, to worry. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Xiyue suppressed great hatred and pain, "Let's go back from there." ”

Yin Xiaotao understood that she was still hoping to meet Gao Gongzi, so naturally she couldn't distract her.

The two of them walked a few streets, and suddenly found that the people on the street were walking in one direction, and from the words of the pedestrians, they knew that there seemed to be a bustle to see in front of them.

Both of them are curious at an age, and they also follow the flow of people along the way, but they didn't expect to come to the city gate while walking, and they saw three big characters written on the door hole from a distance - Jubao Gate.

Seeing the flow of people walking outside the city, Zhang Xiyue couldn't help but mutter: "What's the excitement and running outside the city?"

"Whoever he is! It's all here anyway, take a look. Yin Xiaotao is for her sake, looking at the excitement may reduce the pain of lovesickness, she doesn't want this sister who grew up together to become ill by thinking.

Zhang Xiyue went out of the city under her tug, and saw many sergeants on horseback in the open space outside the city gate, and a tall mat shed was set up on the east side.

The tent was full of brocade guards dressed in flying fish suits, all of them standing with their heads held high and majestic, their hands pressed on the hilt of their swords at their waists, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

The brocade guards surrounded a mahogany dragon chair, on which sat a middle-aged man in a golden robe, the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and heavy beard under his jaw, and his momentum was extraordinary and majestic.

There was also a person standing on the side of the dragon chair, which was the young man in the python robe who was galloping on his horse just now.

"Miss, that's..."Before Yin Xiaomoss finished speaking, Zhang Xiyue hurriedly covered her mouth.

A gong was heard loudly, and the crowd immediately fell silent. A voice shouted, "Take the prisoner!"

The three floors inside and the three outer floors of the empty field were all afraid of tens of thousands, and two people interspersed left and right from the gaps between the people, and finally squeezed to the front.

Inside, the mounted sergeants enclosed a large square open space, and hundreds of shackled criminals were brought into the circle, surrounded by a group of wolf-like sergeants with knives.

Zhang Xiyue couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it, because among those prisoners were white-haired old men, weak women, and even seven or eight-year-old children, what kind of criminal is this?

At this time, two guards came to the front of the tent with a middle-aged man, who was not tall and thin, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, three long beards, and an elegant temperament.

The mighty middle-aged man in the shed stood up and walked to the edge of the shed, and said, "Fang Xiaoru, the edict on the throne must be drafted by Mr."

The middle-aged man under the tent replied loudly: "If you die, you will die, and the usurpation edict cannot be written!" ...