The demon angel also nodded slightly, made a very charming lady's salute, and then in the surprised eyes of several people in the Zhennan Gang, he directly spread his wings of light and flew away from the big hole in the wall. www.biquge.info At this time, everyone knew why Yinchen had to use a zombie to send a letter, which is both flying and resolutely unable to speak, of course, it is the best means of secrecy, seeing this, Li Yunlong couldn't help but say sourly: "Sure enough, in this world, the dead are more reliable than the living!" made everyone only smile bitterly.

At the same time, the True King's Mansion in Pershing City was as calm as ever, as if the thrilling prison robbery had not affected them, in fact, in the past two days, the former True King Zhao Guangyi had been summoned to the palace twice. In this regard, Yinchen even did not hesitate to carry Zhao Guangyi on his back, gave him a prismatic positioning, and created a small puppet to sneak into the palace quietly to observe his movements.

Zhao Lingfeng knew about this matter that Yinchen did not confess to him that he could control the puppet, but only said that he had a way to protect Zhao Guangyi and would not let him encounter any accidents within the palace walls, Zhao Lingfeng was worried about his father, where could he think of a lot at this time, but he was grateful to Yinchen for monitoring his father, and at this time he realized that he was a cheap master, and he was really a madman who could do anything for the people around him.

The palace walls are treacherous, and the king is like a tiger. Zhao Guangyi was trembling every time he went, walking on thin ice, but the performance of the Spirit Emperor did make him scratch his head, from beginning to end, the Spirit Emperor did not confide in him the news that Yin Shanluan had been rescued, just simply admonished him to be loyal to the monarch, to do his duty, not to take risks for his own "fox friends and dog friends", ruined his good future, although now he has abdicated to give way to Xian, not the prince, but the hat of the captain can not be taken off, in the future there will be changes in the north, he still needs to personally go to the command.

In the end, Emperor Ling did not forget to remind Zhao Guangyi that on the day of the fourth day, he still had to go to the execution ground to watch the beheading, even if the deputy prisoner beheaded had become Zhao Lingfeng. The Spirit Emperor asked him to go to warn him not to speak lightly about the monarch, not to disobey the will of the gods, and not to put the personal feelings of friends above the ancestral Dafa. In short, he admonished him a lot, and then sent him back.

This morning, Yinchen came to teach Zhao Lingfeng in a carriage as usual, Zhao Lingfeng studied very seriously, but he seemed to be a little anxious and confused, Yinchen waited for the class to finish, and then laid down the swastika seal before asking him:

"What's wrong with you today?

"Sir, since Uncle Yin Shanluan has been rescued, the imperial court should issue a wanted warrant again and start arresting him again? But two days have passed, and not only has there been no movement, but there is also ...... I still have to continue to ask Uncle Yin Shanluan as originally planned, this person has run away, what are you trying to do?" Zhao Lingfeng saw that Yinchen's precautionary measures were good, so he put his mind at ease and said the doubts in his heart: "Could it be that the imperial court has discovered the connection between us and the Ten Thousand Heroes?"

"How is it possible!" Silver Dust sneered, if this could be discovered, then they must have become gods a long time ago. What's more, the people in the palace may not dare to associate the true king with this prison robbery, if that is the case, wouldn't that mean that the entire "boom" is standing behind the true king? In that case, the Spirit Emperor will probably have to commit suicide in fright, and the puppet sect can slaughter more than 600,000 people in Dongying, and it will be able to destroy the Southern Empire in minutes. In this world, there are many people who dare to provoke the Heavenly Evil Temple, and those who dare to provoke the puppet sect are probably only Yinchen himself, right?

"If it's impossible, then what's going on?

"Simple, with the false with the true, with the real with the false. Well, I'll introduce you to an animal first, and you'll see it. With a wave of his hand, the light magic changed, and a huge bird appeared on a white light screen, the size was almost the same as a foal, a pair of thick long legs, a pair of small wings that didn't look like they could fly, a long neck and big eyes, and a cute appearance, such a huge bird, which made Zhao Lingfeng look amazed.

"What kind of bird is this?"

"Ostrich. Yinchen patiently explained: "The largest bird in the world can lay eggs the size of cantaloupe, this kind of bird can't fly, but it can run as fast as a galloping horse, and leopards and hounds may not be able to catch up." When these birds are cornered, they bury their heads in the sand and leave their fat bodies outside, thinking that if their heads are in the sand and their eyes cannot see the enemy, they are safe, right?"

"Cover your ears and steal the bell?"

"Almost. ”

"That'...... I understand, the one who will be beheaded tomorrow must be a fake Yin Shanluan. Those cynics who made plans probably thought that as long as the imperial court announced the beheading of Uncle Yin Shanluan, Uncle Yin Shanluan would be equivalent to really dead, right? I really don't know what kind of idiot head can come up with this kind of self-deceptive garbage scheme...... It also lives up to their title of 'cynic'. It took Zhao Lingfeng a second to understand Yinchen's intention of suddenly introducing the ostrich to him, and he also followed the satire of the current imperial court's practices.

"This seemingly stupid strategy is not entirely useless. Yinchen said leisurely, as if he was completely unconcerned: "As the supreme existence of our empire, the imperial court naturally has the final adjudication authority, they say that Mr. Yin is dead, that is dead, and the living Mr. Yin is also dead, they say that Mr. Yin is alive, that is alive, and the dead Mr. is also alive." This is the garbage public power of a garbage regime, they say that black is black, white is also black, white is white, black is white, they are so upside down black and white, April asked to behead, it is equivalent to killing Mr. Yin from the reputation, so that even if he says that he is Mr. Yin in the future, no one will believe it, this hand, dirty and dirty, but it is still effective......"

"But the problem is, whether the uncle is Yin Shanluan or not, he is always an uncle! His resourcefulness, his benevolence, his pride, and his ability cannot change because his name has changed, he is always him. Father, Shidoucai's teacher, as well as Sister Xue'er, Brother Qingsong, they will not really think that the uncle is not an uncle just because the court said that he was dead! The imperial court reversing black and white may make the world's scholars depressed for a while, and can make many people who do not know the truth fool for a while, but the people who really care about the uncle still will not believe that the court reverses black and white, and will still treat the uncle as the original uncle! What effect can they have by doing this?

"If you can recognize that, it means that you've really learned something these days. Yinchen walked over, patted Zhao Lingfeng lightly on the shoulder, and praised: "A government, even the most dictatorial, authoritarian, and violent military government, can never survive and prosper forever after departing from the principle of seeking truth from facts." If you blindly cover up, blindly sing war songs and say good things, one day you will pay the heaviest price for the lies you have told! What you just said has already struck at the essence of the whole incident, and what I have worked so hard to rescue is the number one writer in the world, not the words 'Yin Shanluan'. Since the imperial court is willing to be ostriches, let them be good, and one day they will pay the price for this! We now, as long as we wait and see what happens, pretend to be confused, at most cooperate, act, in short, as long as the court does not doubt us, let them toss as they want. You don't really need to take this kind of thing to heart, whether it's your father, Mr. Shidoucai, or Mr. Yin Shanluan, they are not easy to fool!"

He even praised and comforted, so that Zhao Lingfeng completely calmed down: "Ming'er is going to watch the beheading, and please ask Mr. to go with me, I'm worried about what tricks the one behind the palace wall will play!"

"You mean I could have gotten gone?" Yinchen was a little surprised, he thought that since he was going to kill "Yin Shanluan", then everyone should have to be there, right?

"Where is this like this? In addition to the beheading, deputy beheading, executioner and forbidden army, only the people appointed by the emperor must be present, and the rest of the people are all voluntary, like Mr. Shidoucai, he pretends to be sick and does not go, and the emperor will not pursue it, in fact, at this time in previous years, there are very few people in the palace who beheaded any prisoner, even in the palace, after all, it is not a large-scale celebration! Now the emperor has appointed his father to be the deputy supervisor, and the real prisoner still does not know who it is, so ...... I'm really worried that there's fraud in there!"

"This is just a trivial matter, just go, let's go, let's see what kind of guy our saint will assign to pretend to be Yin Shanluan, hehe!" Yin Chen sneered, at this moment he didn't realize that a ceremony to cut off a dummy would actually lead to a situation where he had to use force to protect himself.

A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and he who has just won a big victory, he can't help but look down on this chaotic rivers and lakes.

【Showa 8 April Day】

The place where the prisoners were executed, used to be in the vegetable market outside the south gate of the imperial city, after the establishment of the Sixth Dynasty, the emperors felt that the vegetable market was not domineering enough, and could not deter the Xiao mouse generation, and at the same time, the vegetable market was on the official road outside the south gate, affecting the traffic, so a hundred years ago, with a stroke of the pen, the order was established on the imperial beheading platform, and was selected on a certain feng shui treasure in the southernmost part of the capital, and a soil platform was made, and many torture racks were cast with Xuan Bing cold iron, and the stone carvings of the reincarnation were engraved, which was reserved as the highest standard execution ground of the empire, and was detained in the highest prison of the empire before May every yearThe death row prisoners in the "Storm Pavilion" will all be brought out and die here. In this execution ground, beheading, Ling Chi, car cracking, cane death, and even cooking, burning, and all other cruel capital punishments that appear in the legal code of the Southern Empire can all be carried out here, and over time, this place has become a place of killing that everyone fears. Those stone carvings and spirit flags that passed away are just a psychological hint to the death row inmates, who will be law-abiding and obedient in the next life, repent of their sins before death, and maybe be able to reincarnate in a large family, as for whether the reincarnation moment is spiritual or not, no one knows.

Today, it is another good day with clear weather and good wind, early in the morning, Yinchen woke up, put on a complex and gorgeous fluffy robe with the help of the guards, used a table of breakfast, rode out of the manor, and met the convoy of the true king Zhao Lingfeng on the halfway, at this time, the street was shoulder to shoulder, crowded with people, although all of them were freshly dressed and angry, but most of the people's faces were not very good-looking, after all, today to ask for beheading, but the empire's first writer Yin Shanluan. 、

There was nothing to say all the way, until the place, Yinchen got off the horse and met with Zhao Lingfeng, Zhao Guangyi's father and son, this was able to talk, I saw that Zhao Guangyi did not wear a crown belt, his hair was scattered, and his face may have painted some impressionist makeup for He Lao, with a blue-gray face, and heavy eye bags and crow's feet that I don't know how to draw, the complexion is very poor, and the old man makes the clock, which makes people worry about it. Shi Doucai did not show up, it is said that he suddenly got vomiting blood and couldn't get out of bed, this matter was spread by the secret guards around him, almost everyone changed color, and Zhao Guangyi, who looked at the real king, couldn't help but have a little sympathy. Zhao Lingfeng is young after all, and he can't do the performance of an actor like his father, so he can only tense his face, as if he has suffered a stroke and maintain a stiff expression in his clothes. Yinchen was wearing a silver robe that was a little bright and blind, and followed the current true king Zhao Lingfeng to the dirt slope opposite the imperial beheading platform, and sat on a seat, which is specially for high-ranking officials and nobles, of course, it must be a state-owned high-ranking official and nobleman to prepare the viewing and slashing platform, according to the prince's specifications, Zhao Lingfeng can sit on a gold-trimmed chair in the middle of the third floor, and as his family, the abdicated Zhao Guangyi can only sit on a very ordinary and even a little cold wooden chair behind his son, that can only stand upstairs, no matter how rich the empire is, it can't arrange many chairs near the execution ground.

As for who was sitting on the first and second floors, and who were standing, Yinchen didn't know, and he didn't ask Zhao Lingfeng, after all, watching the torture and killing of criminals, this didn't seem to be a suitable occasion for loud laughter, whether it was Zhao Lingfeng, or the really old King Zhao Fenglei, the beautiful king Zhao Yulu, who could be called a beautiful man, and the other messy princes surnamed Zhao, all of them had a straight face, as if they were owed a lot of money, and sat on the third-story wooden building built along the dirt slope like clay statues, looking directly at the empty execution ground below。 Yinchen glanced at the execution ground casually, and saw that the cold iron shelves were slick and slippery, reflecting the lack of heat emitted by the rising sun into orange points of light, and there was almost no blood at all, which did not show the bloody cruelty of the execution ground at all, but there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere of battlefield warfare permeating, only those spirit flags, splashed with blood stains, silently showing the ruthlessness of the state's violent machine, no rules and no circle, and further, no execution ground is not a country。