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Chapter 127: Mother is late

Early the next morning.

Two imperial edicts were issued in the palace. One is that His Majesty is happy to have a prince, and the whole world is celebrating. The other is that King Zhenbei has been proven guilty. In memory of his past meritorious deeds, and to spare his female family members from guilt, his adopted son and the male members of the family will be executed at the Meridian Gate today!

It was only two blocks from the prison of the Criminal Ministry to the Meridian Gate. Along the way, King Zhenbei looked at the several adopted sons in silence, feeling guilty. Until the prison car was opened, he saw Xuan Xuan, who was also wearing large shackles, and choked.

The old blood in his throat spurted out, and he looked up to the sky and shouted angrily: "I am worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of Daqi!"

He was wrong. Liu Fan was not the late emperor. He would not be indecisive or yearn for old feelings. The emperor was ruthless, and he did it. Even if he unjustly killed a few loyal ministers, he would not regret anything.

If you want me to die, I have to die, but what are the crimes of these two innocent children!

Although King Zhenbei didn't shout a single word of injustice, everyone could hear the sadness in his words. Everyone in Daqi who had eyes could see that King Zhenbei and others were wronged.

In the crowd of onlookers blocked by officers and soldiers, Mrs. Wei looked at her two sons on the guillotine. Although her tears couldn't stop flowing, her face was neither sad nor happy. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. She looked at her eldest son with tears in her eyes.

He shouted: "Aci, take good care of your brother on the road to hell, my mother can't accompany you anymore."

The women around him were moved when they heard this, with tears in their eyes.

"Mother, my son can no longer fulfill his filial piety." Wearing shackles, Wei Ci and his younger brother Wei Shu said goodbye to their mother.

"My children!" Mrs. Wei couldn't bear it anymore, roared and cried out in pain. She wanted to hug her children again, but was ruthlessly stopped by the officers and soldiers.

The most painful thing in the world is the loss of a relative in childhood, the loss of a husband in youth, or the loss of a son in middle age, but God is so cruel that he wants her to experience it all. No matter how much wealth he has, it still can't be worth the words of the person with the highest imperial power.

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In front of the execution table, Wu Zhui glanced at the crying woman, and then at the two youngest children below. His eyes were a bit unbearable. Seeing that noon was approaching, he squeezed the beheading order in his hand tightly.

, and refused to throw it out.

"Sir, the time has come." The person next to me reminded.

Wu Zhui glanced sideways at the speaker with a stern face, sighed softly, turned his back, and threw the beheading order back.

Forget it, his whole life was like being in prison, and there was no shortage of things like today where he couldn't help but violate his principles.

The wooden order was thrown to the ground, making a crisp sound, causing the people around who were still talking about it to fall silent for an instant. Then with a cry: "Noon is here, kill!!" and the people who had been prepared for a long time shouted.

The executioner took a sip of yellow soup, sprayed it on the sharp blade, and then raised the big knife together.

Many of the people watching could not bear to look away.

Mrs. Wei stopped shouting and stared with red eyes.

She doesn't understand the ups and downs of officialdom. She only knows that the Wei family has been doing good deeds for generations. Why is God so unfair and wants to take away all her children?

God is unfair, the imperial power is unfair!!

Seeing that the knife was about to fall, everyone held their breath, impatiently waiting for the next bloody moment.

However, at this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, followed by "swish, swish, swish" sounds of arrow feathers that cut through the silence. After several consecutive shots like lightning, the man on the guillotine was about to beheaded.

The sword was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look.

Not far away, I saw a girl in red clothes standing upright on the back of a big black horse that was still galloping, with a cold face, holding a curved bow in her hand, and there was still a long arrow in her hand that had not been shot.

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The three arrows were fired in unison, all aimed at the target, which showed that the person coming was not a good person.

On the guillotine, Wei Ci saw Sanniang first, but he was not as surprised as the others. Instead, he was worried and wanted to shout for her to leave quickly. However, before he could speak, the prison officer was the first to run away.

He walked out and asked her tremblingly with excitement: "It's you, it's really you, Xiaotie, you...you're back."

Xie Tie jumped off the horse, looked at the slightly moved man in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Master Wu, I wonder if you want to kill my husband and son. Have you informed me, Xie Tie?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and just two words shocked Wu Zhui alone.

The people were still speculating about the identity of the woman who robbed the execution site a moment ago. She was so bold and dared to rob the execution site, but they did not expect that it was Xie Tie, the Marquis in Purple Clothes, and her husband and children were standing on the guillotine.

The people who ate such a big melon were dumbfounded.

"Your...husband?" Wu Zhui turned around blankly. On the guillotine, Xuan Xuan was crying with tears in his eyes: "Mother!"

Xuanxuan has always made a very clear distinction between mother and mother. Today he cried out "mother" with tears in his eyes. He must be extremely scared! Xie Tie was so distressed that he jumped onto the guillotine and hugged the little guy tightly.

In arms.

"Mother is late, Xuanxuan is not afraid."

After she finished speaking, the little guy who had been holding it for a long time immediately cried out.

The child's clear cries echoed throughout the execution ground, hitting everyone's hearts. Many women who were already mothers shed tears.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the King of Zhenbei and his entourage were strong-willed and loyal to Daqi, and would never betray Daqi. However, they were defenseless people who could only watch helplessly as the emperor personally issued a decree.

"Wu Zhui, I will save their lives today. Let them go, and I will follow you into the palace to see Liu Fan."

Looking at the husband next to him, Xie Tie felt a slight pain in his heart when he saw that he was looking at her with indifference, and turned away without daring to look at him.

At this time, Zhang Shiqiu, who had Xie Tie come to rob the execution ground, also rushed over and happened to hear these words.

He wanted to be selfish last night, but in the end his conscience was still troubled.

After Wu Zhui recovered from the shock, he looked at her helplessly: "Xiao Tie, I can't make the decision on this matter. You don't have to kill them today, but without His Majesty's will, none of them can leave."

Today, he was afraid that because King Zhenbei's prestige was too high, someone would rob the execution ground. At this moment, three thousand elite soldiers had been arranged to guard the execution ground. But he did not expect that the person who robbed the execution ground was really her, who had been missing for many years.

"Okay, I'll go ask for the imperial edict, but before I come back, you have to promise that no one is allowed to touch them." Among the officials present today, there are probably many who want to kill them.

Hearing that she was about to enter the palace, Zhang Shiqiu shook his head and advised her: "Xie Tie, don't go."

He knew she knew what he said.
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