363. Swan song, hate is not born at the right time

Even so, not to mention the sound of wheezing, some people who were close noticed that not only were they not panting, but their breath was so steady that they could hardly feel the sound of their breathing......

Later, some people who have seen the world explained that those strong men must be masters with deep internal strength, and masters like them can breathe in the pores of their whole body when they run, even if they run wildly with a thousand catties, they are as easy as ordinary people walking......

As for the middle-aged man who spoke just now, he was riding on a tall and fat horse, the middle-aged man was dark-skinned, dressed in military uniform, and the appearance of the dusty servant was very much like a soldier who had just come off the battlefield, he looked majestic on horseback, and the middle-aged man was not wearing a helmet, and his identity could not be seen from his collar tassel, but just his momentum was enough to deter many people!

But some people have eyes without beads, where to hit hard!

When the celebrant was about to come out, the executioner was not fighting in one breath at this time!

He frowned angrily, twisted his two thick eyebrows into a hemp rope, shouted, turned and roared in the direction of the sound

"What a rabbit cub! I'm impatient! I dare to disturb Lao Tzu's ...... Ah~~~"

The executioner suddenly let out a scream, and before everyone could understand what was going on, he was already on his back on the ground, and a series of mournful sounds came out of his mouth......

No one knows what happened just now, but it is clear that the executioner has kicked the iron plate and met a real master!

The executioner finally sat up, his eyes widened in horror, and he looked around in fear, and it was obvious that even he himself had not seen who had made the move just now!

However, when he got up, it made everyone see clearly his unnaturally wide open mouth (which seemed to be closed anymore), and as he looked around, a tooth fell from the door and fell to the ground with a clang, making a series of "ding-ding" The rolling sound stopped, and everyone finally saw that the executioner's mouth had already been stained red with blood, most of his front teeth had long since disappeared, and a large hole had been cracked on his thick lips, and blood kept pouring out of the mouth, mixed with the blood flowing out of his mouth, drowning over the chin full of stubble, pouring to the half-naked chest, and then "ticking and ticking" fell to the ground and splashed, and the dazzling red dots were as gorgeous as plum blossoms......

Everyone was horrified, and looked at the comer in horror, and no one dared to speak again!

The middle-aged man on horseback smiled coldly, glanced at everyone from above, and shouted at the top of his voice

"Lord Fu Cheng has arrived!"

The crowd was suffocated for a short time, and then began to whisper, and in a few moments, the whole execution ground was in a commotion......

"Volt ...... Lord Fu Cheng ......"

"Oh my God!

"The famous regent is here! Oh my God!"

"Is it the prince of Fucheng Palace?

"Nonsense! Where in the world is there a second person who dares to call himself the prince of Fu Cheng!"

“......”

The person in the sedan chair was playing with a crystal clear white jade in his hand, and the movements in his hand suddenly paused at this moment, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if he was a little unhappy!

Hearing the words "Fu Cheng Wangye", the prison officer who had already been so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth finally came back to his senses at this moment, and hurriedly bypassed the torture platform to meet him, and the crowd automatically gave way to a passage, and the prison officer rushed to the front of the sedan chair with three steps and two steps, and knelt down with a plop, and bowed tremblingly

"I don't know if the prince is driving, Weichen...... Weichen has lost his welcome, and Weichen asks for peace to the prince of Fucheng, the prince is a thousand years old!"

The ordinary people around him really deserve to be living at the feet of the Son of Heaven and "seeing the world"! As soon as the voice of the supervisor fell, the people who had already knelt down hurriedly said in unison

"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

And Gu Junjie, who was slow to react on the stage, also knelt down at this moment under the pull of Zhang Cuihua and saluted with everyone!

The man in the sedan chair moved his fingers, continued to play with the jade in his hand, and said unhurriedly after a few seconds, "Get up!"

The voice of the person in the sedan car sounded very lazy, but the strange thing was that such a distinct and small voice spread all over the execution ground, so that everyone present could hear it really and clearly!

"Thank you...... Xie Wangye!" The supervisor finally stood up with trembling legs!

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" the people also followed, and then they heard the sound of rubbing clothes......

The person in the sedan chair closed his eyes and continued to play with the white jade in his hand, and asked slowly, "Where is the criminal?"

The voice seemed to come from the underworld, and it sounded gloomy!

The prison officer was suffocated, and he chuckled in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good, the prisoner had not been escorted out, and the prince must have asked the guilt! I didn't think much about it, and the prison officer hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Go back to the prince, and ...... It's still on the torture table!"

"Oh!" the person in the sedan chair was slightly startled, and then said in an unhurried tone, "Why haven't you been escorted out of Beijing yet?"

"Back to the ......" The prisoner's legs weakened, knelt on the ground again, and kowtowed desperately, "Weichen should die! The prince should spare his life! The prince should be damned! The prince should spare his life......

At this time, a man dressed in ordinary clothes and a little heroic between his eyebrows walked forward, but he was immediately stopped by the strong man who carried the sedan chair, the man took out a token from his arms and lit it in front of the strong man, the strong man immediately got out of the way, the man walked to the side of the sedan chair, respectfully put his head close to the side curtain of the sedan chair, and whispered something, after a while, the man nodded respectfully, and his mouth seemed to say, "...... Yes!yes!" Then the man squeezed into the crowd from behind the sedan and never appeared again!

There are different opinions about such a character who suddenly appears and disappears, no one knows who he is, and no one knows what he does! However, if you are a close confidant of Prince Fu Cheng, you will know that those are the eyeliner planted by Fu Cheng Palace, they have infiltrated all walks of life, and they all have their own lives, and all they have to do is to hand over the news of the request to visit to a certain place! Only when it is necessary or critical time, will they reveal their identities!

The lips of the person in the sedan chair hooked a touch of arc, as if he was smiling, and the jade handle in his hand seemed to be playing a little brisker!

The person in the sedan chair said slowly, "Bring the loyal prince and the prisoners to this king!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Gu Junjie and Zhang Cuihua knelt in front of the sedan chair together, and said tremblingly, "The grass people knock on the prince of Fucheng!

The person in the sedan chair seemed to chuckle, seemed to be looking at the two, and only said after a while, "You are Zhang Cuihua?"