Jiang Youzhi in the crowd narrowed his eyes and gave Ah Qiu a look, Ah Qiu flicked his fingers, and a small pebble accurately hit Yan Beichen's temple, Yan Beichen, who was already covered in bruises, fainted at once, and leaned his neck softly on the cage.

Jiang Youzhi didn't want to knock him unconscious, and letting him sober up and suffer was the punishment.

Unexpectedly, Yan Beichen was dying, and he wanted to die and struggle.

Then don't give him a chance to talk again.

Now it's only a little troublesome, Yan Beichen will definitely have his head on the ground today.

Wang Yuan, the supervisor of the beheader, is his confidant specially sent by Zhang Zhen, the secretary of Dali Temple, and Wang Yuan also hopes to quickly correct Yan Beichen's father and son, but as we all know, the emperor's heart is to recover the sixteen states of Youyun, not only the emperor, but also the people and courtiers are also looking forward to recovering the sixteen states of Youyun.

Lord Wang didn't dare not report it.

With a calm face, he beckoned an officer and soldier to give a few words, and the officer and soldier got on their horses and walked in the direction of the palace.

At the same time, Ah Qiu also squeezed out of the crowd.

The sun soon moved to the middle of the sky, and a soldier who was looking at the leak shouted, "Your Excellency, it's two o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Lord Wang waved his hand with a calm face, and the officers and soldiers escorted Yan Beichen and his son out of the prisoner car.

Yan Beichen, who had fainted, was dragged on the ground for a while and woke up.

The officers and soldiers began to make the final preparations before the execution, first verifying their bodies, and then stripped off the clothes of the upper body of the Yan family father and son, tied their hands behind their backs, and the people were also pressed to kneel on the ground.

Yan Beichen's face was bloody, and he didn't say anything more, he was extremely weak now, and he had to save some strength.

Although he fainted just now, he knew very well that Lord Wang did not dare not report it, and he must have sent someone to the palace.

He's waiting.

This amount of energy must be reserved for the most critical moments.

Seeing that it was about to arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon, the shoulders of the Yan family father and son were pressed by the officers and soldiers, and their hair was also pulled forward by the officers and soldiers, revealing a smooth neck, which was to facilitate the executioner's knife.

Beheading is a technical job.

The knife must be fast, the position must be accurate, and the force must be used skillfully in order to cut the cervical vertebrae with a knife.

After a while, the soldier's voice sounded again, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon!" ”

As soon as the soldier's voice fell, Yan Beichen finally used his last strength to shout, "Wang Yuan, you can't kill me now, the emperor's will will come soon!" Are you up to the task? ”

Wang Yuan frowned, and at this moment, someone in the crowd also shouted: "The duty of the supervisor is to behead at three o'clock in the afternoon, as long as the adults act according to the rules, what a crime!" ”

It was Jiang Youzhi's guards who made the sound.

Under Jiang Youzhi's instructions, the guard continued: "If the adult does not behead after the time, the upper authorities will investigate it, can the adult afford it!" ”

Wang Yuan thought that before he came, Shangguan Zhang Zhen instructed him not to procrastinate, and not to let Yan Beichen have a chance to survive.

Wang Yuanxin was horizontal, took out the order sign from the table and threw it on the ground, and shouted angrily: "The time has come, start the kill!" ”

At this moment, the soldiers he sent had just finished reporting to the emperor.

He could have reached the palace a quarter of an hour earlier, but on the way he was riding a horse he was suddenly struck in the eye by a stone from nowhere, and the horse went mad and threw him off, not knowing where he had gone.

He had to walk on two legs, and the speed of his walk was naturally very slow.

(End of chapter)