The eighth prince stood on top of the court and said indifferently: "Father, how should we deal with Yuan Cheng's traitor?" ”

A cold look flashed on Xun Jiayuan's face: "It's not a pity to kill people who have plagued Kyushu and confused me like this." X should be put to death. But in the sense that Yuan Cheng is just for his own selfish desires, he should not embarrass his family. ”

"Yes."

“……”

Noon on the 6th.

Yuan Cheng was escorted out of the prison, wearing heavy handcuffs and leg shackles, wearing a prison uniform, and a mantle and walking out of the White Tiger Gate of the prison.

He knew he was going to die.

Death soon. What happened yesterday is that you must die today.

No one wants to drag it out, no one wants to ask any deeper. Everything that needs to be said was said yesterday.

When I turned around, I saw that my brothers and sisters, my old mother, and my relatives had all been released.

Yuan Cheng said with a smile while boarding the prisoner car, "I'll go first." ”

No one in his family dared to speak to him. didn't even dare to look at each other, supported each other, and walked out tremblingly.

"I have been convicted, and no one will make it difficult for you. Live well in the future. ”

After saying that, Yuan Cheng was already choked.

Heavy soldiers escorted the prisoner cart to the most densely populated place in Eight Dragons City. The people were empty, and the people along the way stood all over the street, and when they saw Yuan Cheng coming, they cursed and spat on him, throwing dirty things at him.

"Great traitor!"

"You big traitor who is causing trouble in the whole of Kyushu!"

"you!"

"No wonder I said that in recent years, my business has not been as good as a year, it turns out that you are the scourge of Kyushu!"

"Yes, everyone's income is not as good as year after year. Life is not as good as a year. ”

"It's all the work of this big traitor."

"He doesn't know a single word, but he plays with Kyushu, it's strange that Kyushu can be good!"

“……”

Listening to those curses, Yuan Cheng's face was not sad or happy, and he was escorted to the square without any expression.

Someone stripped him of his clothes and pants and tied them to a copper pillar.

"Yuan Cheng, you are guilty!"

An executive burst into applause.

"Guilty."

"Come on, execution!"

“……”

There are executioners with sharp knives, and there are executioners with a fishing net.

When the fishing net wrapped Yuan Cheng's whole body, it tightened fiercely, and all the flesh of Yuan Cheng's whole body was exposed from the fishing net and protruded.

The executioner blindfolded him with strips of cloth, and then a sharp knife cut into a piece of flesh.

'Zizizi'

'Ahh

Yuan Cheng screamed, and a lump of meat was cut off.

'Zizizi'

'Zizizi'

Ling Chi was executed!

Yuan Cheng said that he had been in charge of the government for about two years, so the Son of Heaven said, then cut him 670 knives. Use the pain of the skin to pay for this deep sin. One day in charge, a knife is cut.

He had to be cut off 670 pieces of meat before he was allowed to die.

The terrible screams echoed throughout the Eight Dragons City for a whole day, and the people gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered.

Looking at the bloody scene, some people couldn't stop vomiting, and some people couldn't stop panicking and screaming.

Later, Yuan Cheng no longer had the strength to call.

The next day, more than 200 knives were cut.

At this moment, Yuan Cheng recalled his life. Rely on flattery to ascend to the throne, and rely on power to rule the imperial city.

won the trust of the Son of Heaven again, and reviewed the twists and turns.

Maybe from the very beginning, it was really for his own power***. But Yuan Cheng doesn't remember when he started, he didn't have any power and money, and he inexplicably took the world as his own responsibility.

Maybe it started from the moment when the music of the world was placed in front of him, or maybe it started when he saw the people's livelihood in the whole world. Perhaps, it was because he saw that the victims here today, the food there tomorrow, and the silver needed here the day after tomorrow, and the court ran out of money the day after tomorrow......

Busy.

Tired.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven was obsessed with that illusory thing, he hated iron but not steel in his heart.

Maybe it's in this psychological state of hating iron that you can't become "kind".

Two tears of blood flowed from the left and right eyes.

"Ugh."

Yuan Cheng, who no longer had the strength to scream, sighed deeply.

Then the breath was cut off. This body sighed, I don't know why I sighed.

That sigh made the executioner's body tremble, and his hairs stood on end. The executioner didn't know why, but listening to this sigh, he inexplicably felt a throbbing in his heart. The executioner knew inexplicably in his heart that this sigh was definitely not because he was in pain......

"Yuan Cheng is dead!"

"Dead?"

"No, I can't. If you say 670 dollars, it is 670 dollars. If you're dead, you'll have to finish it for me! ”

“……”

Namju, Egret Island-gun.

"Prince, Eight Dragons City is in an emergency."

"Say."

"Yuan Cheng's matter was exposed, and it was reported. Found Yuan Cheng Troubled Dynasty ......"

The prince's heart jumped, and he didn't need to listen back, but just asked, "Who reported it?" ”

"An internal official surnamed Zhang, who was the head of Yuan Cheng before his death. But after Yuan Cheng's affair was revealed, he hanged himself. ”

Xun Shifei sneered: "Since he has the courage to expose it, why did he hang himself?" If I'm not mistaken, it's the Eighth Prince who took the lead, right? ”

"Well, the internal official was reported and exposed like the Eighth Prince."

Xun Shifei was silent for a long time and asked, "What happened to Yuan Cheng?" ”

"Ling Chi was executed in the square of Eight Dragons City and cut 670 knives. At more than 200 knives, he was exhausted. ”

"Stand down."

“……”

Xun Shifei sat on the chair and was silent for a long time, sighed deeply, then stood up and bowed deeply in the direction of Eight Dragon City.

There was some unbearable look on his face, but there was also a resolute expression.

"Kyushu is going to be in chaos."

Dongzhou, Laoshan County.

Li Zhen also heard the news, and he was inevitably a little sad in his heart. But there is nothing to be done.

Even if there are various reasons for what Yuan Cheng did, once it is exposed, his fate will be very miserable. This outcome is almost foreordained.

Xun Shifei let him go, but Xun Shitian didn't let him go.

This kind of thing...... It's hard to say, it's hard to say.

"Thank you anyway, though. It's hard to believe that this name of mine was actually corrected by you. It stands to reason that you have the grace of knowing me. ”

"When I go to Eight Dragon City, I will definitely sacrifice wine at your grave."

Li Zhen stood up and bowed deeply in the direction of Eight Dragon City.

Depressed, but Li Zhen considered another issue more seriously. As soon as Yuan Cheng died, there was no one around Xun Jiayuan, with his urine, could he still play Kyushu?

"Alas, Kyushu is going to be calamitized."

A heartfelt sigh.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside: "Liu Jinghong has succeeded!" ”

", Liu Jinghong is flying."

"Liu Jinghong has gone to heaven, and they all came out to see Liu Jinghong."

"Liu Jinghong, this birdman flies in the sky."

"Come and see. Is this paragliding? ”

“……”

Li Zhen took a cup of hot tea and walked out with square steps.

Today is a beautiful day.

At a low altitude of two or three hundred meters, a leaf of "banana fan" ascended to the sky above the sky.

The dark gray oilcloth is particularly conspicuous in this blue sky.

Liu Jinghong wore a windproof glasses, a thick mask, and a bloated cotton suit. The chest is also wrapped in an airtight plastic sheeting.

Although he shivered from the cold, he still laughed like a pen.

"Hahaha."

"Hello to the students of the Kyushu Academy of Sciences, the fathers and villagers of Laoshan County!"

A loud roar came from the sky and faded away.

He hung on a dark gray paraglider and skimmed over the Kyushu Academy of Sciences. Countless people ran wildly on the ground, constantly pointing to the sky and shouting.

Li Zhen warmed his hands with hot tea, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You fell to death." ”r