The sixteenth day of the first month.

For the ordinary people in Qidu City, the Lantern Festival has just passed, and the excitement has not passed, and everyone's faces are beaming.

But for some, today is a big day.

Wang Xiaojiang, a former minister who is still the secretary of the ministry and is loyal and upright, was questioned and beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market at noon today, without charge or interrogation.

Just simply killed.

Since the nine-thousand-year-old Zhang Baigong took power, he has killed many people, but there has never been a person with the same status, status and fame as Wang Xiaojiang.

Wang Xiao will be all over the world, and his protégés are all over the Qi country, and his death is a very, very big shock for the entire Qi country, and it is a big earthquake.

Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Feinian's home.

The official in the Ministry of Rites is not big, only a fifth-grade official, but his status is not light. Zhang Fei is Chinese New Year's Eve five years old today, and he is a jinshi of the first emperor dynasty and a protégé of Wang Xiaojiang.

In the DPRK, there are very many people like Zhang Feinian.

Today, Wang Xiao beheaded the vegetable market, and Zhang Feinian was in a bad mood, so he took sick leave to stay at home. A few Jinshi of the same year also took leave under various excuses and gathered together at Zhang Feinian's house.

In a side room, Zhang Feinian and the three of them in the same year ate and drank together. They are Li Changzhong in the Criminal Department, Wu Rui in Dali Temple, and Chen Jing in the Ministry of Works.

They are all the younger generation of the DPRK and the central government, and they are loyal ministers.

The food is not bad, but it is like chewing wax, and the wine is sweet, but it is just drinking stuffy wine.

Zhang Feinian kept picking up the cup and pouring wine into his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he had already drunk a big pot, he didn't practice martial arts, he was just an ordinary person, and the amount of alcohol was not good, so much wine went on, he was already drunk.

"The sages said that the way of heaven is clear. This heaven has spared anyone, but in my opinion, this sky has no eyes. Zhang Baigong hijacked the Empress Dowager of Heaven, killed Zhongliang, arbitrarily judged the government, and was as stable as Mount Tai. My prince is loyal, but he will suffer from the sword and the soldiers, and the liver and gall will be separated. Ahh ”

Zhang Feinian was drunk and shouted.

The depth of hatred, the blur of drunkenness. He unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his underwear, very presumptuous.

"Hahaha. That's a good point. There is no justice in this world. Zhang Baigong, hahaha, Zhang Baigong. Chen Jing, a member of the Ministry of Labor, was also a wandering wreck, laughing and laughing.

After laughing, there was a burst of drinking. Li Changzhong said: "This court is too dark, and after the death of the prince, no one will stand up." I plan to resign and return to my hometown, away from this right and wrong. ”

The others were silent for a while, in the same year, several gold list titles of high school jinshi, it was a heroic and courageous few years of hard work, each step by step, and the prime of life, it was a good time to show his strength and assist the king to govern the world.

Li Changzhong planned to resign and return to his hometown, of course, his heart was dead, and of course he was afraid.

Li Changzhong is loyal to death and afraid, but the other three are not dead. Wu Rui of Dali Temple toasted: "Everyone has their own ambitions, Brother Li wants to go back to the countryside, we will not stop us, toast a glass, I wish everything well." ”

"It's also good to be free from the sea of suffering. Zhang Feinian and Chen Jing also raised their wine glasses and said to Li Changzhong.

"I'm ashamed. Li Changzhong showed a look of shame and drank this cup.

"Noon is coming, this cup is for the prince. If there is really a hell in this world, I wish him an old man who is at ease in the underworld. If there is an afterlife, may he not be a loyal servant again. ”

Zhang Feinian stood up, opened the window to look at the sky, and said.

"To the Prince. The three of them also raised their glasses in the same year and said. At this time, there was a loud bang in the sky, the thunder was deafening, and then the sky suddenly changed, and the sunny sky became a dark cloud.

In the blink of an eye, heavy snow fell, covering thousands of miles.

"Prince!!!" Zhang Feinian burst into tears and shouted.

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Xiangjie vegetable market!!

There are many vegetable markets in the city of Qidu, but the entrance of the vegetable market in Xiangjie is special, because every year the prisoners executed in the capital will be beheaded here.

Over the years, with Zhang Baigong coming to power, the heads of people killed have been rolling. This Xiangjie vegetable market was feared by people, and business was much bleaker, and even there was some gloomy smell in the air.

A platform was built on the open space, and outside the platform stood full of Dongchang fans, Jinyi Wei masters, and then outward surrounded by many people, Jianghu people, and some were Wang Xiaojiang's protégés.

Wang Xiao will wear a prison uniform, with a mark on his neck, and kneel on the platform. The execution is imminent, and Wang Xiao's face will still not change, as steady as Mount Tai.

The official in charge of supervising the beheading couldn't help but admire, and personally asked someone to get a bowl of good wine, and then fed the wine to Wang Xiaojiang, saying, "Please drink this glass of wine." ”

Wang Xiaojiang looked at this person, but this official was Zhang Baigong's henchman, but he didn't admire it very much. I didn't say thank you, but I drank it.

After Wang Xiao drank the wine, the supervisor put away the wine bowl and went back to sit down, and soon the hour came, and the supervisor dropped the token and snorted.

"Slash!"

The knife and axe hand raised the knife and fell, and the hand rose and fell, and a generation of loyal ministers Wang Xiao will die.

In the crowd of "Father !!", Wang Tiejian was dressed plain white, holding a black sheath long sword, biting his lips with silver teeth and bleeding, and holding the sword with his fingers as white as frost, which showed green tendons.

Just then, a thunderclap rang out. Immediately afterwards, the sky changed sharply, and the snow fell, and soon the ground was covered with a layer of snow.

A scene that ordinary people could never see happened, a cow roar, a horse neighing, and the Yin Si general Niu Tou Ma Mian appeared.

The two of them were covered with black gas, and they were both human and beast heads, which was very strange. Ma Mian took out a golden light chain and hooked out the soul of Wang Xiaojiang, Wang Xiaojiang was a little confused at first, and then remembered Zhang Ning's words in the past, and knew that he had come to his senses.

"I've seen two generals. Wang Xiao said with his hand.

"Brother Xian doesn't need to be so polite, we will serve under Yan Jun together, and if you have the opportunity, you can also go to the door, have a drink and make friends. Ma Mian smiled.

"Do you still have any wishes in the world? I'm afraid it's extremely difficult to move freely anymore, so I'll do what I need to do. The bull head said.

"I also have a daughter, and I want to meet him. Wang Xiao said without thinking.

"This is easy to do, you go to Yin Si with us first, and then we will give your daughter a dream in the evening. Niu Tou said, and then the two turned into a cloud of black mist and took Wang Xiao away.

After the bull head and horse face left, the wind and snow did not disperse immediately. The supervisor and Dongchang Fanzi, and the masters of Jinyi Wei all left, and the people also took refuge because of the heavy snow, and Wang Tiejian and some of Wang Xiao's protégés left behind.

Wang Xiao's protégé was responsible for collecting and burying Wang Xiaojiang's body, and Wang Tiejian saw that his father's body was collected, so he left without saying a word.

She believes in Zhang Ning and firmly believes that although her father is dead, he can have a foothold in the underworld. Father and daughter will meet one day.

Today Wang Xiao will die.

It was so simple to be killed.

In this court, there is no one who openly opposes Zhang Baigong.

Zhang Baigong's prestige has reached its peak, not to mention nine thousand years old, it is simply nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old, and it is only one step away from long live.