Ten days later, the Murong clan was dragged to the execution ground.

Zhao Xiyan didn't want to see this bloody scene, but there were many people who liked to join in this excitement. Almost half of the people of the capital came. There are not a few families of officials who come.

For example, Mrs. Meng came early this morning. Meng Yushi was so seriously injured, Mrs. Meng felt sorry for her husband and hated the Murong family to the core.

The whole Su Mansion also came. Su Zhangyuan was scared to death, and Mrs. Su fell ill before the funeral ended. Rely on decoction all day long to survive.

Hearing that the Murong family was beheaded, Old Madam Su got down from the sickbed and let people help her to the execution ground.

The daughters of the Zhao family also came to the execution ground.

Zhao Suxin and Zhao Queyu sat on the left and right sides of the Sun family respectively, and whispered from time to time: "Fifth cousin, why hasn't it started yet?"

"Don't be in a hurry, pick the time to cut off your head. It's usually in the afternoon when the sun is at its strongest. Those who are beheaded at this hour will be consumed by the scorching sun, and then go to the underworld in peace."

Zhao Queyu was stunned when he heard it: "There are so many exquisitenesses!"

Zhao Suxin snorted and glanced at Zhao Queyu: "Except for Murong Shen, who has absconded and is missing, everyone in the Murong clan has been beheaded today. That second son of Murong is also among them."

Zhao Queyu looked at her cousin a little inexplicably: "This is a matter of course. Why did the fifth cousin just mention him?"

Zhao Suxin smiled dumbly.

This little cousin is still childish and unenlightened! She didn't know at all that the second son of Murong had always been in love with her. In her eyes, Murong Ke is a hated Murong family son. Naturally, there is nothing sentimental and sighing.

As he spoke, someone had already been dragged to the execution ground.

Twenty people knelt in a row, men, women, and children. As soon as the debuter gave the order, twenty two dangling head knives were raised, and they fell suddenly, and suddenly blood splattered, and the head fell to the ground, and one of them rolled away with a gurgling. net

The people watching the execution let out exclamations or shouts, and they were boiling.

Zhao Queyu saw the beheading three times, and his stomach churned a little.

She turned her head to the side and asked in a low voice after a moment, "Fifth cousin, when will this beheading be finished?"

"There are more than 2,000 people in the Murong clan, plus the eight families that were exterminated together, there must be about 3,000 people in total." Zhao Suxin estimated: "Cut twenty at a time, a total of more than 100 times. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish cutting it in half a day."

"Look, Murong Ke has been escorted to the execution ground."

Zhao Queyu immediately turned his head. The position occupied by the Zhao family to observe the execution is the best, and it is extremely close to the execution ground. Her eyesight was good, and she searched for Murong Ke's figure without much effort.

Murong Ke, who was hesitant and hesitant, had been locked up in the prison of the Criminal Department for so many days, and his clothes were so dirty that he couldn't see the original color. It stinks all over my body.

It doesn't matter, they're all people who are going to be beheaded, there's nothing to care about.

He didn't even have a grudge.

My father and brother rebelled against the palace and killed so many civil and military generals, and countless guards died in the turmoil. The death of the crown prince was the sin created by Murong Yan, and I am afraid that Murong Shen is indispensable behind this. Murong Shen also secretly sent someone to assassinate Xu Jing......

The Murong clan died unjustly.

Either Caesar or nothing. has the ambition of forcing the palace, and the failure of the clan is also a deserved end. Although he didn't know the inside story, who made him the second son of the Murong family? He has the blood of the Murong clan and enjoys the brocade clothes and jade food of the Murong clan, and now he should be buried for the ambition of the Murong clan.

Murong Ke was pushed and knelt down.

He raised his head and took one last look at the reluctance to reluctant......

A pretty face haunted by dreams suddenly appeared in front of him.

Murong Ke's whole body was shocked, and a bright light suddenly popped out of his eyes.

It's Zhao Queyu.

Did she come to see him off for the last time?

It must be!

Two male tears flashed in Murong Ke's eyes. His lips moved, and he softly called out her name.

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With a murmur, Zhao Queyu naturally couldn't hear it. She glanced at it from afar and recognized the figure of the young man who had seen it a few times, and finally had a faint sigh in her heart.

The slasher shouted, the executioners raised their long knives, and a wave of heads fell to the ground.

One of the heads, rolled far away, its eyes kept open, and there were still undried tears in the corners of its eyes.

Originally, the sky was relatively clear, but in the evening, the sky was overcast and compassionate, and it actually began to drizzle. After watching the lively people for a long time, most of them dispersed, and there were not many people left on the execution ground.

Mrs. Zhongyong Hou watched it for a long time, and she couldn't hold it anymore, and urged her daughter in a low voice: "Let's go back too!"

Gao Pingping pursed the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "I met Ji Yunshu once, and I always have to send her on the last ride."

As she spoke, a woman with dirty clothes and messy hair appeared in the execution ground, holding a small baby boy in her arms. It was Ji Yunshu's mother and son.

The baby boy cried incessantly, and his cry was high and high. Ji Yunshu hugged his son tightly, and tears kept sliding down his cheeks.

Gao Pingping watched from afar, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "It's Ji Shangshu who married her into this fire pit."

Mrs. Gao was secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, Marquis Zhongyong did not respond to Murong Yao's proposal that day, otherwise, the one who is now escorted to the execution ground and will be beheaded is Gao Pingping. The Gao family will also be implicated and killed.

The more Mrs. Gao thought about it, she was afraid, and reached out to grab Gao Pingping's hand.

Gao Pingping turned his head to look at his mother-in-law with a frightened face, and comforted him in a low voice, "I'm here so decently! Don't be afraid!"

Mrs. Gao snorted, still holding her daughter's hand hard.

Gao Pingping endured his sadness, turned his head, and continued to stare at Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu suddenly made a move that no one expected. She suddenly lowered her head and covered her son's mouth and nose, who were crying in her arms.

The baby boy waved his arms vigorously and glared at his legs, and soon, the baby boy blushed under her palm, and after only a moment, the baby boy stopped struggling and closed his eyes.

Ji Yunshu burst into tears and muttered in a low voice, "You go first, and my mother will look for you in a while."

For such a young child, it is too miserable to be beheaded and beheaded.

It's good to leave a whole corpse in this way.

Mrs. Murong, who had already accepted her fate, suddenly cried at this time. The cry was terrible and unwilling. He was pulled to his knees and his head was pressed down.

Ji Yunshu knelt down with the child in his arms, closed his eyes, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

This scene is really tragic.

Zhao Queyu couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Zhao Suxin with red eyes, "Fifth cousin, let's go back!"

Zhao Suxin also red-eyed and nodded. Before leaving, I still took a look.

With a flash of the knife, Ji Yunshu's head fell to the ground, and his body fell down, and at the moment of death, he was still holding the baby boy in his arms tightly.