But he didn't even have the chance to die. When he thought of those Jingnan soldiers with ferocious smiles on their faces, knocking out more than a dozen of his teeth one by one, it was a feeling that made people reluctant to recall it.
"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go quickly." At the moment when Yu Wenhua's thoughts were racing, he got a big kick on his butt, and he rolled to the ground and was chewed up by a dog.
"General Shen, stop it." Yu Wenji, who was dizzy from the fall, heard an extremely angry voice.
Shen Guang, who had just seen Yu Wenhua dragging his feet and was so angry that he kicked him directly, turned around and saw Li Shimin running over with a dark face.
Someone lifted Yu Wenhuaji up and continued to push him forward. Li Shimin then turned to Shen Guang and shouted angrily.
"Don't forget, they are under my custody by the master. If you don't stay with your team, why are you here here?"
Shen Guang said with a flattering smile. "Hey, brother Shimin, look at me, aren't you just watching this bastard dragging his feet on purpose? I can't stand it anymore, so I just gave him a small lesson..."
"Can you guys save me some trouble? I'll leave it to you when we find the place of custody. Can you please just leave me alone?"
Li Shimin looked at Shen Guang with disgust. This guy was so annoying. During this period, he was really annoying Li Shimin, who was responsible for guarding the rebels.
"Okay, okay, brothers Shimin, I'll leave first, don't let them have the opportunity to commit suicide, Ang..." Shen Guang then raised his hand to make an oath.
Seeing this bastard thing going away, Shen Guang patted the sword beside his waist that Yang Guang had given him in the past.
"Don't worry, I will definitely let you drink the blood of these traitors."
"Old Shen, hurry up and return to the team, hurry up..." Qian Jie from the side greeted loudly. Soon, Shen Guang ran back to his team.
Ten thousand soldiers of the Jingnan Army, all wearing helmets and armor, white linen clothes, and holding soul-calling flags.
Yang Guang's heavy coffin was placed on a cart slowly pulled by six strong horses.
From time to time, the sound of soul-calling lamentations echoes in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, making it look particularly sad.
Yang Qian also wore an official uniform today, with a white linen robe on top, and a group of officials, county guards, and others behind him were also dressed in the same way.
When Yang Qian led the large team and stepped onto Zhuque Street, the waiting officials began to sing loudly.
"Welcome Emperor Wu, bye!..."
The Wenwu and Jingnan troops guarding here fell to the ground uniformly...
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Yang Qian was standing in front of the altar, reciting the sacrificial inscriptions. Not far behind, there were Yu Wenji, Yu Wenzhiji, Yuan Min, the internal historian, Zhao Xingshu, the tiger tooth man, Meng Bing, the eagle Yang man, Niu Fangyu, the fuxi man, and the city gate man. In the Tang Dynasty, Fengyi, the doctor Zhang Kai, and the honorary servant Yang Shilan planned a mutiny that day.
The rebels who massacred the officials and clans of the Sui Dynasty have all been pinned down on the beheading platform.
As for the deceased Hu Benlang general Sima Dekan, Hu Benlang general Yuan Li, Zhige Pei Qantong, Zhichang Xu Hongren, Xue Shiliang and others, their heads have also been polished.
They were all put in boxes and placed in front of the sacrificial altar.
Shen Guang, Qian Jie, Mai Mengcai, as well as Lai Zheng and Lai Hong came forward. These generals who had a bloody feud with the rebels all stepped forward and became the executioners.
Yuwen Zhiji still looked calm and calm. For him, nothing seemed to surprise him. Even if he died, what would happen?
I saw my brother Yu Wenhua next to him, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was shaking like a leaf falling in the wind.
Yuwen Zhiji shook his head in disappointment, continued to look forward and looked at Yang Qian's back, and couldn't help laughing.
Laizheng, who was about to chop off Yu Wenzhi's head with his own hands, couldn't help but be a little curious. "You can still laugh?"
"There's nothing you can't laugh at. If you die, you'll die. Why should you be afraid? I didn't expect that you, a noble person, would actually end up being ridden on your head by a poor man. This..."
Before he finished speaking, Lai Zheng directly used the Huanshou knife, with the knife and sheath attached, to hit Yuwen Zhiji so hard that he almost broke his neck.
Lai Zheng spat and cursed angrily.
"Damn it, this thing is really a lunatic. At this time, he still wants to alienate. He is worthy of being the troublemaker who caused the Yuwen family to be wiped out."
Yuwen Zhiji, who regained his consciousness after a long time, shook his head and continued to laugh there, but his smile, which was missing his upper and lower front teeth, looked particularly weird.
Yang Qian finally handed the memorial in his hand to Yu Shiji beside him, turned around, and scanned the rebels kneeling on the beheading platform one by one.
After that, his eyes turned to Mrs. Xiao who was standing aside, gnashing her teeth and weeping.
"Empress, do you want to..."
"No, the Ai family wants to see them die with their own eyes!" Madam Xiao stiffly shook her head and said with gritted teeth.
Seeing the always gentle Xiao family, now showing such deep hatred, Yang Qian nodded slightly. "I accept the imperial edict of the empress."
The moment Yang Qian waved his arm, Chief Shen Guanghuan took out his sword from its sheath and shouted loudly. The sword was as bright as white and the blood fountain was in the sky...
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Heads are falling, and no one will pity these people. Their names will only be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and reviled by others.
Yang Qian symbolically colored the huge stone tablet standing behind the sacrificial altar.
This tall and giant stone tablet depicts Yang Guang's achievements, and where the inscription is, Yang Qian's official position is: Yang Qian, the great minister of the Sui Dynasty, stayed here to respect him.
After completing a series of sacrifices, Yang Qian personally led Mrs. Xiao, who was gradually calming down, towards the back hall.
"Prince Tang, where are we going?" Wang Zhong trotted to Yang Qian's side, glanced at Empress Xiao who asked him to come over to ask, and asked carefully.
"In this back hall, there is Yang's affection for Your Majesty and Your Majesty. Your Majesty will know about it soon." Yang Qian explained with a smile.
Although he has become the king of Tang Dynasty, there is really no change in Yang Qian's behavior.
"……Mind?"
Yu Shiji, who was walking aside, said to Mrs. Xiao, who frowned and her eyes were slightly red and swollen.
"Your Majesty, this kindness can be regarded as a generous gift from His Highness Prince Tang to Your Majesty and Your Majesty."
Seeing with her own eyes Shen Guang and others beheaded Yu Wenhuaji and other rebels, Xiao seemed to feel a lot more relaxed as the resentment in her heart was finally vented.
After hearing what Yu Shiji said, he chuckled and said, "It seems that Yang... Yang Qing has put a lot of thought into it. The Ai family really needs to take a closer look at his thoughts..."
Yang Qian took the lead and walked to the apse with the door closed. This apse was not big, but it was copied from the original Yang Guang's bedroom in Jiangdu Palace.
Yang Qian stood here, nodded slightly towards the official waiting here, then took a step forward and slowly opened the door.
Empress Xiao walked forward slowly. When the door was pushed open, what she saw made her stunned for a moment...