Dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe, Gongsun Mingzhi's hair was tied up with a golden crown, and a large red gemstone was inlaid in the center of the golden crown. He wore a white jade belt around his waist, and the jade was carved with intricate moire patterns, but even when he was sitting, he could tell that he was very tall.

However, he is obviously the emperor of a country, but he lazily sits on the dragon sedan chair, his two hands are casually placed on the armrests on both sides, and the left index finger is still bent and points to the rosewood armrests under his hands from time to time.

"Long live the saints."

Thousands of people in the audience knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, and their voices soared into the sky.

Gongsun Mingzhi, who was sitting at the top, didn't say anything for a long time to let them get up, but just raised his right hand to support his cheek, and said leisurely to Liu Zhi, who was kneeling next to him: "I have only been injured and in a coma for a few days, how can I make such a big battle scene, Lord Liu, don't you tell me about it?"

"Holy Lord, the Prime Minister Murong Li is greedy and unbridled, and he actually committed the great crime of assassination and rebellion, and now the nine clans are connected to the whole house, and the whole house is beheaded in the bazaar."

Gongsun Mingzhi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Oh? Murong Li? Where is he? ”

"I committed suicide in prison."

"Fear, sin, self, kill," Gongsun Mingzhi read word by word, and suddenly sneered and glanced at the group of prisoners kneeling below, "So Murong Mansion is left with these wives and children now?" ”

Liu Zhi resisted the urge to wipe his sweat, "Yes...... It's ......" He didn't dare to say that he had killed several people from Murong Mansion in private.

"Hmph, forget it, Murong is dead from that old man, and I don't want to care about the rest of these boring things, just tell me the results when the supervision is over."

After Gongsun Mingzhi finished instructing, he wanted to wave his hand to let people carry the sedan chair and prepare to return to the palace, but he noticed that Liu Zhi raised his head several times and stopped talking, so he said impatiently: "What else does Lord Liu have to say?"

"This ...... Holy ...... Lord Zhao's personal guard Tianmu ...... In this blatant attempt to prevent the execution, how do you think this should be, Holy Lord? ”

"The Imperial Brother's Guard?" Gongsun Mingzhi's eyelids were rarely raised, and his deep eyes revealed a little interest, "Heh, interesting, what about others?" ”

Liu Zhi didn't speak this time, but directly pointed out the person to Gongsun Mingzhi, in fact, he didn't need to point out, among the group of prisoners in white prison clothes, the black was already very prominent, and he noticed him just after a glance.

Gongsun Mingzhi, who had been sitting lazily on the dragon sedan chair, suddenly stood up and walked towards the execution platform.

Tianmu noticed that someone was approaching, and the fingertips of the right hand holding the sword moved slightly.

A pair of gold silk shoes stopped in sight.

"The Emperor's personal guard? You're the one who stopped Lord Liu from being executed? ”

Tianmu didn't blink his eyes, "Yes." ”

"Who do you want to save?"

There was silence in the air, and Gongsun Mingzhi saw that the kneeling person had a straight back like a stubborn person, and knowing that he couldn't get an answer, he was neither angry nor continued to ask, but probably guessed the answer.

He looked at the figure behind Tian Mu who was also bowing his head, "The one behind you?" ”

Seeing Tianmu's body stiffen as expected, Gongsun Mingzhi directly bypassed him and walked towards Murong Qin'er.

This time, it was Murong Qin'er's eyes that the pair of gold silk shoes appeared, low, magnetic, and even with a bit of malicious teasing, sounding above his head.