When we say that the trial is difficult, it is not that the trial of the facts of the crime is difficult.

After all, this group of people can be said to have obtained both stolen goods, and the secret books and secret contracts that have been repeatedly searched before were quickly discovered, so it can be said that the facts of their crimes could not be clearer.

But the question is, how to deal with it?

In addition to Pingyangjun's head-scratching question, the other prisoners are not good at stubble, how can they talk to Pingyangjun and raise hundreds of young people in Handan City.

Under the intricate network of relationships, it is almost a trigger that affects the whole body.

As the most powerful person in Handan City today, Pingyuan Jun also has to be treated carefully. Even, it itself is inextricably linked.

Of course, Pingyuan Jun has already wiped out these rebels, and as for the trial and judgment, he can leave it to the current King Zhao.

But obviously, Pingyuan-kun had no such intentions.

Although it was difficult to do, Pingyuanjun was still ready to finish this matter before Zhao Kuo's class returned to the court.

First, the more this kind of thing drags on, the more it will only involve more, and now only a small number of nobles in Handan City are involved, if it is on the tenth day again, I am afraid that more than half of the nobles in Handan will be dragged in;

Second, leaving the problem to the king will undoubtedly exacerbate the confrontation between the monarch and the minister, which is by no means fortunate for the Zhao State.

What's more, there is also his own brother Pingyang Jun involved, if King Zhao is allowed to judge, will this evil be eliminated or not?

In addition, even King Zhao may have to consider whether there will be a dislike between him and his first assistant, if he does not get rid of it, how can he get rid of his accomplices, and how can he deter the world.

Now the pattern of the two powers competing for hegemony is clear, in addition to the victory or defeat on the battlefield, it is also the accumulation of national strength, which is clear to Pingyuan Jun, who has experienced the Battle of Changping.

The so-called national strength, the most taboo is internal friction.

And the highest form of internal friction is nothing more than rebellion, if this wind can't be stopped, why can Zhao State compete with Qin for the world?

Today's Zhao State is already cooking oil on fire, except to go to the top step by step, there is no choice, than to say retreat, that is, a little slower, that is the abyss.

Pingyuan Jun will never allow anyone to disrupt the path of Zhao's century-old rise.

So, in the early morning of the second day after getting the king's victory, Pingyuan Jun came to the outskirts of Handan with hundreds of civil and military officials, suppressing Pingyang Jun and other prisoners.

It was late autumn, the suburbs of Handan in the north were already a little bleak, the birds and cicadas had long been gone, and between heaven and earth, only the gurgling water was left to slowly go east. literature

On the embankment, all the prisoners and the principals of the nobles who participated in it were bound and sturdy, and knelt before the gurgling water.

And on their side, almost all the officials who are still in Handan are concentrated here.

At this distance, everyone can clearly see the appearance of the prisoner in front of them, and naturally they can clearly "appreciate" the upcoming performance of "killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys".

On the periphery of the officials is a fence, inside the fence is a circle of palace guards armed to the teeth, and outside the fence is a circle of Handan people who come to inquire about it.

Three days ago, Pingyuan Jun put Pingyang Jun and his group of people in a vain attempt to overthrow the imperial court and overthrow the happy life of the people, and posted them along the street, which is why there are a sea of onlookers today.

The people of Handan, who have been "hungry" for several days today, have gathered all the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at home.

Escorted all the way, this group of prisoners has already been severely taught a lesson by the rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves of the people.

That is, the group of adults stood in front of this group of mortals, otherwise where would the people stop throwing in their hands.

What? Rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves thrown away?

The most important thing by the river is the stones, which are much more energetic than eggs and vegetable leaves.

So, now kneeling by the river, all the prisoners were blue and purple, and their whole bodies exuded a foul smell.

The people, of course, are a rabble, but this is also the case

The rabble, but they can also distinguish who is good for them and who is bad for them, and they will always vote in the most simple way.

The sun was rising, and the teams of prisoners were finally escorted.

But he saw an old man dressed in plain clothes, carrying a basket, and suddenly appeared among the prisoners on the river embankment.

Of all the people present, none of them stepped forward to stop them.

can have such treatment, except for Zhao Sheng, the first assistant of the dynasty, who else can there be.

Seeing off his brother may be the only favoritism for him, the first assistant.

Squatting down, the old hand immediately gently wiped the rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves from the head of another bound old man, and took out a cloth from his body, and wiped the old man's face with the cool river water.

"A-Niang taught us from a young age to be clean. Look at you, how old you are, and you're still like this. When A-Niang sees it, she will definitely punish you." With red eyes, Zhao Sheng muttered to Pingyangjun in front of him.

Facing his younger brother's gentle stroke, Pingyang Jun's heart was full of anger and grievances, but after all, it only turned into two lines of turbid tears.

"Brother." Pingyang-kun softly called the former title.

He hadn't called it for years. Maybe it's after the king, or maybe since he was beaten by this younger brother in all directions?

"Brother." Zhao Sheng also called softly.

As he spoke, two lines of turbid tears unconsciously burst out of his red eyes.

How many words have already been said in the prison for the past few days, and the two of them at this time just want to have a morning meal together, just like countless days and months ago.

"Come, my brother brought my brother's favorite Chengnan apricot blossom stuffed with my brother, as well as the beef specially made in the house." Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhao Sheng said to Zhao Bao while opening the food box.

"Come!" Zhao Sheng tore off a large piece of beef and handed it to Zhao Bao's mouth.

The beef is so crispy that it melts almost as soon as you sip it.

Zhao Bao ate a large piece in one bite, and swallowed the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Brother, you eat too." Zhao Bao muttered as he munched on the beef.

"Okay, my brother will eat it too." Zhao Sheng also took a large bite of beef as he spoke, and then poured a handful of apricot blossom wine and sent it to his brother.

The slightly cloudy liquor slowly entered his throat, and Zhao Bao seemed to have returned to that high-spirited boyhood.

At that time, Ah Di was still just Ah Di, and Handan was still Handan.

At that time, the wind seemed to be sweeter......

Three catties of beef and one catty of wine entered the stomachs of the two brothers Zhao Bao and Zhao Sheng little by little.

It's just that no matter how much wine and meat there is, there will always be an end of time! Although both of them want time to stop at this moment.

Gently put down the wine jue, and then covered the lid of the box, Zhao Sheng gently wiped the residue from the corners of Zhao Bao's mouth, and called, "Brother, brother is going here, you go all the way."

Thousands of words were still blocked in Zhao Bao's throat, and he couldn't make any sound after all.

Pingyuanjun slowly stood up and staggered back to the center of the ministers.

"Your Majesty."

When the ministers saw this, they also hurriedly surrounded them.

Ping Yuanjun shook his head slightly, casually handed the basket in his hand to the elder, turned around, and Pingyuanjun had regained his calmness.

Although he was dressed in plain clothes, he still couldn't hide the domineering spirit that burst out of his eyes.

Returning to his seat, looking at the surging river in front of him, and looking at the sun that had risen, Pingyuanjun said softly: It's time.

The words were very soft, but above the silent dharma field, they seemed so obvious.

With a whimper, under this high-pressure momentum, there were finally some people among the prisoners who couldn't stand it and cried.

Then, the scene was a mess!

"Elder Ge, spare your life!"

"Shousuke, we really haven't been involved in this! The general is clear!"

"Shousuke,

I have an old man and a little ...... below."

......

Pingyuanjun, who has white hair and beard, is already unhappy in his heart, and he is even more impatient with such a noisy scene at this time.

Lü Buwei on the side immediately understood, and then threw a look to the palace guards on the side, and the palace guards understood, and they all used the scabbard and the back of the knife to teach the clan and officials what to shut up.

Then the noise gradually dissipated, and only the whispering of sobs and wails accompanied by the gurgling sound of running water flowed into the hearts of all.

Immediately, Pingyuan Jun nodded at Lu Buwei again.

Lü Buwei understood, and immediately in unison, he unfolded the bamboo slip in his hand, and read it aloud to the officials and the onlookers:

Investigation, Pingyang Jun Zhao Leopard thieves, conspiracy rebellion, overthrow Sheji, the crime is not forgiven, now outside the city of Handan, tell the mountains and rivers gods, punish them to serve the mandate of heaven.

After that, Lu Buwei put away the bamboo slips and looked at Pingyuan Jun respectfully.

The Plains Monarch exhaled a long breath and said, "Test."

"Yes." Lü Buwei received the order, but turned to the direction of the prisoner and said, "Verify the correct body."

Zhao Ping, who was already waiting beside the prisoner, immediately hooked his hand and agreed, "Yes."

Immediately, several secret guards dressed as palace guards stepped forward one by one to examine the prisoners.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Ping gave his hand to Lu Buwei and ordered, "Old Pavilion, you are verifying."

"Shousuke, the body is verified." Lü Buwei also immediately reported to Pingyuan Junyu.

Exhaling deeply, Pingyuanjun immediately picked up the token on the desk, his eyes closed slightly, and then opened it suddenly, and the token was thrown down: "Execution!"

"Execution!" Lü Buwei immediately called out loudly......

The whimpering horn sounded immediately, and in the sound of drums, strong men holding big axes slowly appeared.

As soon as the drum was finished, Zhao Ping, who was standing by the river, immediately sang loudly: "Execution!"

......

The giant blade swung and the head fell to the ground, and it was kicked into the boiling river, and then the bloodied headless corpse was kicked into the waves with the same footwork.

Sometimes, human life is just two splashes, two splashes!

One, two, three......

There was another sound of drums, and one row of prisoners had fallen, and another row of prisoners had been brought up......

In a short time, the surface of the river was dyed red, and the sweet smell of blood drew out the carnivorous and scavenging fish of the river, and all the fish worked together to smash the already tattered clothes on the corpse again, and then greedily ate the fresh flesh.

The blood-red river has become a temple of joy for the fish, and on the riverbank, the onlookers are also clapping and applauding in the sound of drums......