The young Son of Heaven decided to behead Jing Changjia, which was really a big deal for the imperial court.

First, their Majesty and Jing Changjia grew up together and had an extraordinary friendship. At this time, he can ruthlessly cut down the grass and eradicate it, and he has already shown his iron and bloody wrist in the future.

Secondly...... It is Jing Changjia's "minions" all over the court.

There are too few courtiers in this court who have nothing to do with Jing Changjia. He presided over the imperial examination in the first year of enlightenment, and either recommended or promoted many talents to Beijing.

But the king of Yunzhong County doesn't like to socialize, he gives favors, but he doesn't have much friendship with others. At this time, it was determined that he was going to be beheaded, and the people related to him were in danger for a while, and there were not many people who interceded for him.

The things that have been pulling for more than half a month have come to an end like this.

Yang Yiheng only felt an evil aura in his heart, he couldn't come out and couldn't swallow it, so he threw his sleeves and retreated directly.

But for He Qingji, this is good news worth celebrating.

When the Son of Heaven grows up, he always wants to be pro-government. If the king of the clouds stretches his hand too long, it should be removed. In his opinion, this is a symbol of Yang Yiheng's growth into a qualified emperor.

After everyone dispersed, he went straight to the Qinzheng Palace, wanting to encourage this student who had finally grown up.

Jing Changjia got the news over there, but it was a little late.

The person who brought him the news was not an outsider, but the commander of the pacification of the prison, Si Lin Shu.

As the commander of the envoy, he took the lead in violating the law and went to Jing Changjia's cell with a bottle of rose dew.

The cell was dimly lit, and he walked in with a lantern, and the light pierced Jing Changjia's eyes.

Lin Yu noticed his expression, raised his hand to dim the light of the horse lamp, and then shook the rose dew in his hand again: "Have a drink?" ”

"Drink." Jing Changjia smiled and stretched out his hand, "Open the door." ”

"You've been living here for a long time, and you've made yourself a master." Lin Huo's mouth was unforgiving, but the lock had been unlocked in his hand, and he entered the prison door with the lamp and wine.

He was not polite to Jing Changjia, found the straw pile and sat down, and said directly: "Your Majesty is going to kill you." ”

"Keep me waiting." Jing Changjia sat across from him, "You came here today to practice for me?" ”

"He Qing was extremely happy." Lin was asked a question, "He is the one you chose." ”

"Isn't that a good proof that I have a good eye. He was faithful. Jing Changjia knocked on the bottle of Rose Dew, "Where's the cup?" ”

Lin Shu sneered, took out two cups from his arms, and solemnly filled them before handing Jing Changjia a cup.

Jing Changjia drank it all in one gulp and laughed: "Good wine!" ”

Lin Shu didn't speak, just poured him another full glass.

Rose dew has a sweet taste and a long aftertaste, and it is a favorite sweet wine for the rich and noble families in Beijing. Because it is not easy to get intoxicated, it is also a common drink when high-ranking families invite guests to banquets.

Jing Changjia drank all the rose dew in Beijing, and even the bottle in the palace was not as sweet and clear as the bottle brought by Lin Xu.

He was happy in his heart, and the wine was very palatable, so he drank one cup after another.

Lin Shu quietly poured him wine, and only when the bottle was empty did he throw it away and ask, "That's it?" ”

Jing Changjia squinted at him with a wine glass and smiled: "What? ”

Lin Shu lowered his eyes: "It's nothing." I will be on duty on the day of the execution, and I will not send you. ”

"Then Commander Lin will send someone to bring me a bowl of meat." Jing Changjia drank the last glass of wine, "lest the lonely soul wild dog on the Huangquan Road come to scare me when he sees me alone and has no assets." ”

Lin Shu sneered: "You are also afraid of the lonely soul wild dogs on the Huangquan Road? ”

"I'm afraid. I'm terrified. Jing Changjia returned the wine glass to him, "That's why I asked you for meat, so that we could bribe them together." ”

Lin Shu sneered: "Boring." ”

He snatched back the wine glass and left the prison without looking back.

Jing Changjia smiled and waved goodbye to him.

The cell, which had been lit for a short time, dimmed again, and Jing Changjia put together the pile of straw that had collapsed before sitting down again.

He stared blankly at the cell door, and suddenly felt a little drunk. Otherwise, how could those suppressed thoughts come back one after another?

That's it? Of course not.

He certainly didn't accept his fate in the first place.

After perceiving Yang Yiheng's thoughts, he thought about leaving the capital directly.

He has money and soldiers, where can he go?

But then what?

As soon as he left, could Yang Yiheng hold down this breath? With Yang Yiheng's temperament, he is bound to be arrested all over the world. He was determined not to live in hiding all his life. If he doesn't want to live this kind of life, what should he do, is it the opposite?

Jing Changjia smiled and shook his head.

The word rebellion is easy to say, but behind every stroke is a river of blood and a mountain of corpses. If he wants to take this step for his own selfish desires, then what is the long spear he picked up when he was fourteen?

Is the backbone he condensed in the cold wind and snow just for the glory and immortality of the general? If he was just for this, why did he return to the capital, and why did he protect Yang Yiheng.

Seeing that everything is getting better, he wants to do it for his own selfish desires...... To ruin everything?

Boring.

It's so boring to think about it.

He lost all his close elders when he was seventeen years old, and it was probably destined that Yang Yiheng would also have such a fate, so that he could kill his only brother with his own hands at the age of seventeen.

So be it.

Jing Changjia sighed with a smile, raised his head and lay down: "Born in the yang world, there is an end, why not die and return to the underworld?" The sun and the earth are similar......"

“…… Only when drifting in a foreign land. ”

He has been adrift in a foreign land for more than ten years, and he is not afraid of wandering for a few more years.

……

To execute a criminal minister, of course, there is no need to pick any good days and auspicious days.

The ministers of the Wenhua Palace, led by He Qingji, were afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so they directly set the day after Lin Shu went to see Jing Changjia.

It was a sunny day, and it was a good day.

Jing Changjia stayed in the underground Zhenfu Si Prison for too long, and at this time, he was illuminated by the sun, and he felt that he was not very comfortable. He squinted and was pressed into the prison car and made his way to the execution ground.

In a short time, people had gathered around the prisoner's car.

When he was young, the king of Yunzhong County was a major general on the side of the border pass, and later returned to Beijing as a famous noble son in Beijing. Seeing him riding in the prisoner car today, they all stopped curiously.

"That's ...... Your Highness in the Clouds? ”

"Your Highness? What Your Highness? Now he's a sinner! ”

"But I haven't heard that His Highness Yunzhong has committed any major crimes? He is not ...... with the heavenly family."

"Silence!" Someone next to the prisoner car shouted, "What are you talking about?!" Watch your heads! ”

The onlookers stopped talking suddenly, and only when the prisoner car was far away did someone whisper: "I heard that His Highness in the clouds has gone too far, so that the Heavenly Family can't bear it......"

"Oh? How do you know? ”

"Hey, my mother-in-law is the purchasing mother-in-law in the house." He pointed to the Gaomen Guifu in the east, "I heard that the king of Yunzhong County is too greedy and wants to put his hand into the new grain seeds that the imperial court has cultivated with great difficulty......

"New Grain!"

The people suddenly became excited, and they were familiar with this matter: "There is such a thing. The farmers who heard about farming in the past year all had a bumper harvest! ”

"Isn't it, my neighbor's field is thin and thin, and he was chosen by the government. Last year, it was a rare harvest. ”

"This Yunzhong County King is too bold to dare to attack the grain."

"No wonder they have such a relationship, the heavenly family can't bear it."

All the way to the execution ground, the discussion became louder and louder. Until the end, even the strong man who followed the car couldn't hold it down.

Jing Changjia was in the car, listening to "big greed" in his left ear and "encroachment" in his right ear.

So he laughed.

Because of his laughter, the people were in an uproar.

"You corrupt official! How dare you laugh! ”

"They are all dying, and they are so bold! Aren't you afraid?! ”

The crowd became more and more intense, and the strong men at the execution ground hurriedly stopped. Jing Changjia looked at them and only felt that the farce in front of him was really boring.

Why bother going through such a scene, it is better to let him die in the prison of the pacification department, so as not to watch such a boring joke.

Boring.

The prison officer was an unfamiliar face, he looked at Jing Changjia, and said solemnly: "Prisoner Jing Changjia, what else do you have to say?" ”

"There's not much to say." Jing Changjia reminded, "You haven't read the verdict yet. ”

The prison officer looked at him and sneered: "What does this official do, I don't need you to be reminded of a crime." ”

He picked up the judgment paper on the table and said loudly: "Prisoner Jing Changjia, a person from the capital, is twenty years old and three ......."

"Tick-"

A shrill electronic sound drowned out the voice of the warden.

Jing Changjia turned his head violently with a shock - there were still excited faces in his field of vision, gray clothes and dirty robes in the crowd, and there was no familiar face.

Be...... What was that?

"Tick...... Zila...... Didi—"

Jing Changjia's heart, which had always been calm, suddenly clenched together, he looked around with a fierce expression, and the green tendons in his hands had already burst out.

Seeing this, the supervisor on the stage shouted in disbelief: "Jing Changjia, what are you going to do?!" ”

"The program is self-correcting. Booting up. ”

"What?" Jing Changjia asked rhetorically.

"It's turned on—"

Heaven and earth seemed to be silent for a moment, and there was no other sound except for the abrupt electronic sound.

Jing Changjia stood on the execution table, his eyes slowly roving for a week.

Those excited people and panicked warriors all stayed at that moment, as if their lives had been abruptly pressed the pause button. Even the prison officer stopped at the moment when his mouth opened wide in surprise.

The whole world was suspended by a force.

Only he can move.

"What are you?" Jing Changjia asked.

"Hello host, I'm the Universal Interoperability System."

The sharp electronic voice said.