Knock Knock –

The morning bell rang throughout the capital of Xishu, and the drums sounded like thunder.

The sprawling city began to function for a day, and the fence of the Xishi vegetable market was removed by a few small officials.

The small vendors who had been waiting outside the fence for a long time pushed a wheelbarrow with frozen turnips and greens on the cart, and the early riser woman carried a basket of vegetables on her arm and pulled a child with braided braids, and entered the West Market in a nervous and orderly manner.

These days are the days of preparing for the New Year, and the faces of the people are filled with the excitement and joy of the New Year.

It's just that when everyone entered the West Market, they didn't forget to turn their heads and look at the execution ground on the side.

There, dozens of gourd warriors stood in the midst of the goose-feather snow.

It makes the celebration under the New Year a little more solemn and nervous.

"Shen Tucheng, you can't die well!"

"Faint, faint—"

"Heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair—"

The sound of scolding resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the anger was uncontrollable.

The people on the way talked a lot, and at the entrance of the vegetable market today, the government wanted to cut people.

Early in the morning, several prisoners dressed in prison clothes and with their hair scattered were tied up and taken by the Five Flowers and knelt in the ice and snow to confess. It's just that these prisoners seem to be unconvinced, and they speak wildly, shouting that they are wronged, and they also scold the Shu Emperor for fainting.

In a sheltered shed, several pots of charcoal burned brightly, trying to dispel the winter chill.

Several officials in charge of the beheading sat around a table, their hands rubbed together from the cold, and their cheeks were red. Holding the steaming hot teacup in their hands to warm up for a while, several people touched their ears that were about to freeze, and took a few hot breaths into their palms.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Lord Yao, your official fortune is prosperous......"

"Tonight Baihualou, Lord Yao together?" Several people congratulated a middle-aged man in the middle.

"Rejoice and rejoice."

This person is the new celebrity in front of King Jing, Yao Shuhai!

It was originally the imperial history of the left of the Imperial Palace, and it was four products.

But at the banquet, there was such a fuss, and the chaos was set right, and it was transformed.

The official was promoted two levels and became the number one of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Now it is the Imperial History of the Left Capital of the Metropolitan Inspectorate, and the second-grade member of the 28th Classic!

Yao Shuhai held the hot teacup in his hand, looked at the goose-feather-like snow in the sky outside, and stomped his feet vigorously: "This ghost weather is really ...... people."

"Lord Yao, don't divert from the topic, Baihuayuan ......"

Yao Shuhai reacted at this time, took a sip of tea, and waved his hand:

"Okay, don't get drunk tonight!"

"Atmosphere!" Everyone got the advantage and gave a thumbs up.

As the minutes ticked by, the snow became heavier and heavier.

The snow on the ground was spilling down his ankles, and the shouts of several people on the beheading table were getting quieter and quieter, and they were shivering from the cold.

There were more and more onlookers at the scene, and there were many discussions:

"What is this commit?"

"Haven't you heard? A few days ago, these people went to Beijing to sue the emperor, but they didn't expect that it was a thief who shouted to catch a thief, and actually refined evil things, cultivated the demon way, and killed more than 20,000 people. ”

"Huh? Damn it! ”

"Who's to say it's not......"

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Xun Yijian, who was dressed in cloth, hid in the crowd without saying a word, and his whole person stood still in the wind and snow like a sculpture, without moving a single inch for a long time, and a thick layer of snow fell on the shoulders and top of his head on both sides.

He was holding a jug of wine in his right hand, and there was still a little wine in it.

In his left hand, he holds an iron sword that he has found out of nowhere.

He escorted Yanjun Shou all the way into Beijing to sue the imperial court, thinking that he could seek justice for the 20,000 monks who died tragically in Zhennanguan.

But I didn't expect that it would be such a result in the end.

Yan Junshou and the others will be beheaded for public display today!

He is a sword immortal, and he is worshiped by the Great Emperor of Western Shu, and the Emperor of Shu will naturally not treat him for his crimes.

In the future, he will still be worshiped by Xishu, and everything will be as usual.

But Xun Yijian felt that it would not be the same as before in the future.

Through this incident, he saw clearly the hypocrisy and decay of the Meng Dynasty of Western Shu.

He felt that this dynasty was not something he really wanted to protect.

His heart is shaking!

Stomp –

I don't know when, there were two more people around Xun Yijian.

On the left and on each stood a man, and on the left was a young man, with his arms around his chest, dressed in thin clothes, and a scar on his face, which was deep in the bones. On the right is an old man, dressed in a Confucian shirt and a Confucian crown, with his hands curled up in his sleeves, very afraid of the cold.

"Zhennanguan, what's going on?" The old man looked ahead and spoke first.

Xun Yijian turned his head to look at Lu Ximing, this is an old Confucian student who is a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion and a teacher of the Little Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, known as "Blood Confucian". There are many more about Lu Ximing's name...... He is a legendary figure, and there are so many stories that he can't finish for three days and three nights.

Such a powerful figure came to Xishu at the end of the year......

The purpose of Da Zhou's visit this time is self-evident.

It's just a pity that no one in the Xishu court cares.

Xun Yijian raised his head and took a sip of wine, smacking his lips, his heart was like ashes:

"What else is going on...... That's the same thing, just like what the official said on the list, Wushan County kept his words and refined evil things and killed 20,000 monks in Juxian Town! Xun Yijian smiled bitterly.

Lu Ximing shook his head and looked at Xun Yijian: "If the truth is really like this, what are you doing with the sword when you come today?" ”

Xun Yijian subconsciously clenched the iron sword in his hand, and heard a hoarse voice in his ears:

"You want to rob the Dharma Field?"

Lu Ximing broke Xun Yijian's thoughts.

Wei Wushuang, who had never spoken, heard this, his eyes widened, he was stunned for a long time, and turned his head to look at Xun Yijian beside him, a little surprised.

Lu Ximing smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hands curled up in his sleeves, rubbed them vigorously, and took a few breaths of hot air into his palms: "The weather in Xishu is really cold...... It's so cold that people's hearts ......"

Wufu Wei Wushuang couldn't help but roll his eyes...... You are a bad old man, and you have long been afraid of the cold and cold.

I'm wearing such a thin outfit, what do you say......

"Yes, it's cold in people's hearts." Xun Yijian muttered.

Xishu.

Don't deserve to protect yourself!

"What are you talking about?" Wei Wushuang stretched out his hand and scratched his head, he didn't understand very well, he looked over and asked:

"Xun Jianxian, are you really going to rob the Law Field?"

Xun Yijian glanced at Wei Wushuang and continued to drink.

He held the sword in his bosom and did not speak.

After waiting for a while, Lu Ximing looked at the few people kneeling on the heading table in front of him, and said calmly:

"If Xun Sword Immortal believes in my Great Zhou, wait for a while, naturally someone will rescue them, and there is no need for Sword Immortal to make a move."

Wei Wushuang was stunned again.

？

You're a stupid old man, aren't you?

The Xishu Imperial Court has ordered that these people be beheaded for public display!

In a few moments, the head will hit the ground.

At this time, who else dares to break the taboo to save them?

Wei Wushuang frowned, unable to understand, but soon, his eyes rolled, and he immediately rubbed his hands.

A look of eagerness to try.

Just these few stupid warriors are not enough for him to have two fists.

Before he finished warming up, he heard Lu Ximing's angry voice coming: "You give the old man a quieter, it's not you who saved them." ”

Wei Wushuang hung his shoulders and smacked his lips in a huff......

……

It was past noon, and a luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Immediately, a group of heavily armed guards came to drive away the onlookers.

King Jing Meng Yuanqi had not seen him for many days, and the fox fur with a fluffy shoulder coat got out of the carriage, glanced at the onlookers unruly, and then stepped off the carriage and walked towards the court.

Several prison officials hurriedly trotted out to greet each other, not caring about the cold weather.

"See His Royal Highness King Jing!"

"Hmm."

King Jing replied casually, took the stove from the guards, and strode towards the prison platform.

"Meng Yuanqi! You don't have to die well! ”

"You don't want to die!"

"You deserve to go to hell......."

King Jing frowned slightly, Yao Shuhai, who was following him, was a clever man, and hurriedly stepped forward and kicked this person, kicked this person to the ground, and scolded angrily: "Shut your stinky mouth." ”

"His Royal Highness King Jing, please."

King Jing's face looked better at this time, and he walked to the prison beheading platform.

Just a few steps later, he suddenly turned back again, and everyone didn't know what he was going to do.

I saw that King Jing Meng Yuanqi came to a prisoner who insulted him, his wrist flicked, his sleeves slipped off, and he immediately grabbed the hair of a prisoner, pulled it down violently, and said with a smile:

"Depending on your age, you have a wife and a daughter, right?"

The prisoner's eyes widened like bull's eyes, and he tried to break free from the rope, and the tendons on his neck burst out, and he was furious:

"Meng Yuanqi, do you dare to touch one of them, try?"

King Jing was not angry, and said with a smile: "This king is naturally too lazy to move, and some people move, and this king will pick them up naked, naked, and throw them in front of a group of death row prisoners." You should know about those death row inmates, right? I haven't seen a woman for many days, and I haven't tasted a woman for a long time, that kind of picture, it's exciting to think about, haha...... Hahaha. ”

The prisoner's eyes turned red instantly, and he roared: "Meng Yuanqi, you brute!" ”

King Jing got up slowly, dusted the falling snow on his shoulder, and glanced at him with slanted eyes and contempt: "Scold, scold as much as you want, the more you scold, your wife and daughter ......"

These words made the prisoner's soul tremble, and his teeth were almost crushed.

"His Royal Highness King Jing, His Royal Highness doesn't have to come in person for this little thing......" Waiting for a few people to sit down, Yao Shuhai spoke.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was attacked by King Jing with a look.

Yao Shuhai shut up instantly and sat down obediently.

After waiting for a moment, King Jing looked up at the sky: "Chop." ”

"The Hour Has Not ......"

"It's here! His Royal Highness King Jing said that it has arrived! The man immediately changed his tune.

Yao Shuhai took out a standing chopping card and shouted: "The time has come, slash!" ”

Bang Bang –

The card spun around in the air a few times before landing on the ground.

Xun Yijian hugged the iron sword in front of his chest with a "smack" sound, and it was three inches out of the sheath.

The hearts of the onlookers even raised their throats.