Time is like a drop of water that leaks even more, tormenting and slowly passing away.

For those who are waiting to die, every moment before death becomes a painful torment on the tip of the heart.

June 26 has finally arrived.

The sun had just risen, and the Xuanwu Gate of Chongdu City was full of people who had come to watch the execution. A group of Praetorian Guards armed with weapons surrounded the torture platform in the center. In such a major case, all the officials of the Criminal Department were naturally dispatched without exception, and Xu Bin, as the prison officer, came to the watchtower opposite the torture platform early.

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning tore through the sky in the thick clouds.

It looks like it's going to rain...... According to Da Zhao's rules, if the execution is rainy, it will be beheaded another day. But the sentence of the Jing family was set by the emperor, even if there are knives in the sky today, the people of the Jing family will walk on the Huangquan Road according to the emperor's wishes.

The road leading to the court was already under martial law, and just after the hour, all the adult men of the Jing clan who had been sentenced to beheading were escorted to the front of the court. After verifying the indictments one by one, Xu Bin began to read out the charges one by one. At the very moment when all the prisoners were taken to the court, heavy rain poured down.

"The Jing family...... There are 76 major crimes, including 3 crimes of great rebellion, 22 crimes of corruption, 16 crimes of rebellion, 18 crimes of monopoly, and 17 crimes of erosion...... All rules should be punished according to the law! ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the sky was more gloomy, and with the beating of the drum, Xu Bin pulled out the signature tokens in the signing cylinder one by one, and each signing token landed, and a cavity of blood gushed out......

Even the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, who had been sitting on the torture table for many years, was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and his eyes reflected the whole area of blood red...... And his stomach had already begun to churn, and Xu Bin really wanted to vomit.

The cold blood mixed with the rain slowly soaked into the loess, and a large area in front of the Xuanwu Gate was dyed a shocking dark red.

Xi Yan didn't know how many Jing men had been beheaded outside the Xuanwu Gate on June 26, but when he passed by the Xuanwu Gate by car the next day, he could still clearly smell the smell of blood in the air......

On June 26, all the men in Jingfu who were over 15 years old died, accompanied by the end of the 100-year glory of the Jing family...... This meritorious family is, after all, just a few strokes written by the historian, and it struggles to make a splash in the long river of time.

Maybe in Chongdu City after June 26, there will still be descendants of the Jing clan alive, but they can only be submerged in the dust, and they are not even as good as maggots.

In the study room of Haitang Courtyard, Xi Yan was still reading a book, and the heavy rain that covered the sky made the sky above Chongdu extremely gloomy, even during the day, the house had to be lit with lights to illuminate.

When Xi Yun entered the house, there were still some raindrops hanging on the hem of his clothes, and the water droplets splashed on the mahogany floor, and the water droplets under the light of the lamp were just like the blood droplets on the torture platform outside the Xuanwu Gate.

"Jing Yuan's wife and daughter have been sent away?"

Xi Yan asked lightly, he did not break his promise, even though he and Jing Yuan were old enemies who never died, but after Jing Yuan's death, he still kept his promise in the prison that day.

"Yes, it's gone."

Xi Yun recalled the green cloth carriage that went away outside Chongdu City, and sighed a little, "After leaving the city, Mrs. Jing asked us something...... But as you commanded, we didn't say anything. ”

didn't say anything, including who they were and why they were helping her...... For this pair of orphans and weak mothers, Xi Yan has neither guilt nor pity...... He's just delivering on his promises.

"Got it," Xi Yan only replied lightly, and then put this matter behind him.

The monstrous case of the Jing clan can finally be lifted, and there are no more officials surnamed Jing in the court, but the consequences of uprooting the Shi clan with the power of thunder are also obvious, and the vacancies need to be filled in among the six departments, and the deficits in various places also need to be made up by the imperial court...... For a time, the court became the place where other major clans competed for power.

The court hall has always been the place where you sing and I appear, and since the Jing family has ended in the most tragic way, there will naturally be someone on the stage to fill the void left by it.

On the third day after the Jing clan was sentenced to death, several edicts came from the palace......

The position of the secretary of the military department was vacant, and he was replaced by Situ Zhu, the squire of the military department.

Concubine Yuan was promoted to the rank of concubine.

The position of Huangmen waiter was vacant, and it was replaced by Xi Yan, the former waiter of the Criminal Department.

It was natural for Shangshu to be replaced by a squire, but what the courtiers couldn't figure out was that there were two squires in the military department, and in comparison, another squire who was promoted from the local area was obviously more suitable than Situ Zhu.

Although Situ Zhu was born in a scholar family, his performance twelve years ago was too strong and unsatisfactory, and it was precisely because of his performance twelve years ago that he was still a little waiter at the age of nearly forty. And the other people who went with him to quell the chaos, Xi Luan has long been made a marquis, even Jing Yuan, who died of guilt, has been active in the northwest to rectify military affairs when he was alive, and later he was the official residence of the military department.

Under the light of the first two edicts, the edict that Xi Yan was awarded the four-rank Huangmen squire was not so eye-catching...... But there are still some careful people who link Xi Yan's investigation of the case of embezzlement of ink a few days ago, thinking that the emperor's suppression of the Xi family has ended...... But some people believe that the Xi family just got the dividend of suppressing the Jing family.

But in any case, the bad impression left by the Xi family on the emperor on the matter of water has been eliminated, and the emperor has long vented his anger on the Jing family.

It was the day after these edicts were issued that the official Qi An was reinstated.

Xi Yan thought that after the case was over, the emperor would let him return to the Criminal Department, but he didn't want the emperor to directly change his office. Although the Huangmen squire is only a fourth-grade official, he is a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and he works in the side hall of the Chengming Hall in the palace gate. And strangely, the emperor did not abolish his military position in the army, and still retained the position of Jin Wuwei's left division.

Xi Yan also secretly speculated about the emperor's arrangement, and he felt that he was ...... Maybe it's just that the emperor is still unsure of how to arrange his whereabouts.

This is a good official position, but Xi Yan feels a lot more restrained, and even the meeting he once promised with An Ruofei has not been able to fulfill it for a long time. Although the emperor did not necessarily summon him every day, he did not dare to take it lightly, and stayed honestly until dusk every day before daring to leave the palace and return home.

Different from the stacked pavilions of the harem, the front palace of Dazhao is more atmospheric and magnificent, and the majestic palace is only a small number of acres of land compared with the world.

But in these mansions, there are major events involving the life and death of tens of millions of people every day, which are decided by a few people lightly. Everyone who comes here needs to have some awe, and if you let your ambition overshadow your awe, you will touch the dragon's scales.

d will come