A large number of people were tied to the makeshift execution platform.
The common people were surprised to find that these people were actually from the Duke of Lu's house.
Even the one with disheveled hair at the head was the famous Lord Lu himself.
"Oh my God, Duke Lu actually rebelled?"
"Really or not, I heard that Duke Lu is one of His Majesty's closest confidants. Why would he want to rebel?"
"Who knows, let's just watch the excitement."
The common people were talking a lot, but they all wanted to watch the fun.
They don't care who gets their heads chopped off.
Even if Li Shimin was beheaded one day and the country changed hands again, they would only watch the excitement.
No matter who will be the emperor, the life of the common people should be miserable or miserable, and whether they should be tiring or tiring.
Muchuan looked at it from a distance and was slightly surprised.
Good guy, there are almost a hundred people here.
It seems that the so-called killing of the Nine Tribes is not a joke.
Looking at Hou Junji again, he was still smiling maniacally.
For a person who has completely seen through life and death, it doesn't matter at all if his entire family is killed.
"How unbecoming it is to cry!"
Hou Junji glanced at his young son and said angrily: "It's just losing his head. How can I, Hou Junji's son, be greedy for life and afraid of death!"
The younger son cried even more sadly.
He was only eight or nine years old. He was originally one of the noble sons of Chang'an City and had endless wealth and splendor.
But he never expected that just overnight, he would go from a noble prince surrounded by thousands of people to a prisoner under the guillotine.
This sense of gap is unbearable even for adults, let alone children.
At this time, the supervisor finally arrived.
Hou Junji originally had a carefree look on his face, but when he saw the supervisor, his eyes suddenly widened.
"It's you! Wei! Zheng!!"
Hou Junji roared like a demon, and with strength that he didn't know where he came from, he broke free from the restraints of the guards and rushed towards Wei Zheng.
The reason why he fell to this point was ultimately because of Wei Zheng, a bastard.
If it weren't for Wei Zheng, he would still be the high-ranking Duke of Lu, so why would he be a prisoner here?
Facing Hou Junji who rushed towards him, Wei Zheng remained calm and just stared at him coldly.
Before Hou Junji could rush over, his anklets suddenly tightened and he fell to the ground. He could only raise his head and glare at Wei Zheng with bloodshot eyes.
"Wei Zheng, even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I won't let you go!"
Hearing this, Wei Zheng said coldly: "Hou Junji, you deserved to die. Even if you really turn into a ghost, I won't be afraid of you."
With that said, Wei Zheng walked directly to the table and sat down, "Noon is here, behead!"
Muchuan couldn't help but glance at the sky.
Good guy, there's only one stick of incense left before noon.
I don't know whether Wei Zheng's ability to observe the sky is not strong, or whether he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. In fact, he is already a little afraid of Hou Junji.
A whole team of executioners also began to spray wine on the butcher's knife in preparation for the execution.
Because of Li Shimin's special care, Hou Junji was placed last to be beheaded.
As a result, the servants of the house were the first to lose their heads, followed by Hou Junji's relatives, then the direct family members, and finally Hou Junji.
This extremely bloody scene made Muchuan frown.
However, the common people enjoyed it endlessly and shouted "Hello" every time a head was chopped off.
This couldn't help but make Muchuan wonder, is it because he is out of place, or is this era inherently pathological?
Until Hou Junji was pushed to the execution platform, Muchuan still did not wait for Li Chengdao's rescue.
It seems that in Li Chengdao's eyes, Hou Junji has become a chess piece that has lost its value and is now completely abandoned.
No, it shouldn’t be completely abandoned.
Muchuan was basically certain that there was definitely Li Chengdao's spy beside Hou Junji.
If Hou Junji wanted to reveal Li Chengdao, he would definitely die suddenly.
"Wei Zheng, just wait. The hundreds of innocent ghosts from my Hou family will haunt you sleeplessly!"
"cut!"
When he raised the knife and lowered it, Hou Junji's head flew high into the sky, but it fell right into Wei Zheng's arms.
Those unbending eyes were firmly locked on Wei Zheng's eyes, and the resentment in them was comparable to that of an evil ghost.
Muchuan clearly noticed that even though Wei Zheng acted calmly, his hands were trembling quite obviously.
Okay, now that the excitement is over, it’s time for Muchuan to head to Qin Qiong’s Mansion.
At this time, somewhere in Chang'an City, the owner of the mansion received an imperial edict from the palace.
"Miss, it seems it's time."
The maid handed the imperial edict to the master of the palace, but her voice was trembling, as if full of fear.
The owner of the mansion is a girl, only about fourteen or fifteen years old.
Although she is still young, she looks extremely mature, especially her ice-like handsome face, which is like a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years.
The girl took the imperial edict and opened it.
After seeing the content inside, a flash of confusion flashed in the girl's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, leaving her eyes still emotionless.
"Miss, when does Your Majesty order us to leave for Tubo?"
The maid asked as if she was crying.
The maid was scared to death at the thought of going to the barren Tubo.
I heard that the people there are so barbaric that they even eat someone alive for every meal. Someone like her will probably be eaten alive in two days.
The girl was none other than Princess Wencheng, who was originally going to marry in Tibet.
Princess Wencheng shook her head, "I'm not going."
The sound of this opening was like ice cubes, and just listening to it made people feel chilly.
"not going?"
The maid couldn't help being stunned, and then she became ecstatic.
As long as she doesn't have to go to Tubo, she is willing to work as a prostitute in a brothel.
"That is to say, why would Your Majesty want to marry into a ghost place like Tubo?"
"Your Majesty was reluctant to begin with, otherwise why would you have made her Princess Wencheng?"
"Hey, we're so happy here. They're probably in so much pain that the good times are coming to an end all of a sudden!"
Several maids seemed to be whispering, but they did not hide their voices at all.
It can be seen that they actually don't have much respect for Princess Wencheng.
Princess Wencheng did not speak, but looked carefully at the name on the imperial edict.
Muchuan, Minister of Household Affairs
"Muchuan, the Minister of Household Affairs?"
Suddenly, the maid's voice sounded in my ears.
Princess Wencheng turned around and saw that the maid had come over at some point, and she had probably read all the contents of the imperial edict.
"Miss, you are well blessed. The Minister of Household Affairs is a senior official of the fourth rank. You will also be able to enjoy glory and wealth in the future."
The maid sneered and said: "It's just that a high-ranking official of this level is at least fifty or sixty years old. I'm afraid I will be a widow in the future."
Princess Wencheng's expression did not change at all, she just put away the imperial edict, then turned and returned to the room.
"Tch, what are you pretending to be? It's just a matter of luck and being chosen as a victim by the prince."
"Hey! Li Xueyan, if you are really unhappy, let's change our identities!"
"I can do that too. Let alone fifty or sixty years old, even if half of my body is buried in the ground, I will still be happy to marry!
