"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded like fried beans on the official road. The knight leading the way knocked the gong from time to time to disperse the cars and horses blocking the road ahead.
More than ten cavalry followed closely behind, surrounded by His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who was dressed in fine attire, and headed south without stopping.
At this time, His Highness the King of Chu had already changed horses without changing people, and ran continuously for a whole day and night, covering a full eight hundred miles. He crossed from Suzhou to Zhejiang and entered Shangrao, Jiangxi.
Although he had been riding bulls since he was a child, and had practiced martial arts on horseback for many years, and had developed a pair of iron arms and an iron waist, now he also had backache and back pain, and his inner thighs were burning.
"Your Highness, why don't you go to the station in front and rest for a while?" Hu Xian followed and suggested loudly: "It's too hard to ride for a day and a night!"
"No need." Zhu Zhen shook his head decisively and said, "Just leave after changing horses. Bring dry food to eat on the horse's back."
"Yes." Hu Xian responded and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know what kind of blessings the magistrate had in his previous life, so that His Highness would spare no effort to save him."
"It has nothing to do with him, it's just that I want to save him." Zhu Zhen shook his head, wiped a handful of thick dust on his face, and hissed: "Since we want to save, of course we have to save a living person. What's the point of a dead person?"
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"Yes!" Hu Xian understood immediately. His Highness probably did not want Liu Lian's tragedy to happen again.
So the group of people went straight to the post station in front, and the guards stationed in front of them roared over as soon as they saddled their horses. Each of them dismounted and carried some dry food, then filled the water bag, got on the horse and roared away again.
The postmen at the post station were stunned and whispered: "Is there really a prince among those people?"
"Is there any lie?" Yi Cheng glared and said, "If the prince doesn't arrive, can I give them all the horses?"
"You can't tell with his disgraced face." The postman exclaimed: "What is he doing? What can make the noble prince work so hard?"
"How could I know." Yi Cheng shook his head and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Anyway, there must be something big going on."
"Well, it must be a big deal." The postman nodded and said with deep understanding.
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But a professional is a professional. Lao Liu hurriedly and slowly hurried, even with all his strength, he still couldn't catch up with Boss Zhu's 800-mile rush.
That morning, the messenger with the flag behind him galloped into the city of Guangzhou amidst the rapid ringing of bells, went straight to the Yamen of the Guangdong Inspectorate, and delivered the urgent edict of 800 miles to Xu Benya, the Inspectorate.
After Xu Gentai hurriedly set up the incense table to receive the order, he opened the memorandum. The three murderous characters "kill, kill, kill" came into view, and he trembled in fright.
Xu Benya quickly put away the memorial and asked the messenger to go down to rest. Just when he was about to send someone to invite Marquis Yongjia to come over for discussion, Zhu Liangzu arrived uninvited.
"Master Hou, you are so fast." Xu Benya quickly stood up and saluted.
"The soldiers at the Great North Gate said they were sent eight hundred miles away in a hurry, so I knew the edict was coming." Zhu Liangzu strode in with his head held high and said solemnly: "It came so fast, he must have been executed!"
"Let the Marquis speak." Xu Benya held up the memorial to Zhu Liangzu. After reading the three-character Zhu Liangzu, Yongjia Marquis laughed and said:
"Okay, okay, everything will be fine!"
"When will the execution be carried out?" Xu Benya was still worried.
"Of course the sooner the better!" Zhu Liangzu Damajindao sat down in his seat and said, "To avoid long nights and too many dreams!"
"That's right." Xu Benya said with deep understanding: "The memorial of Dao Tong should have arrived in Beijing at this time. If the emperor sees it, there will definitely be another turmoil."
"The Emperor should not be able to see it." Zhu Liangzu stroked his beard and said, "Daotong is already a criminal minister and an official, and the General Affairs Department will not send him any more memorials."
As he spoke, he sneered and said, "Didn't you hear what it says in the play? The emperor cannot make mistakes. The emperor has already decreed that Dao Tong be executed. As long as we make him dead immediately, everyone will avoid this case."
"That makes sense." Xu Benya felt relieved and said, "No wonder the Marquis is in such a hurry."
"That's right, soldiers are valuable in speed." Zhu Liangzu said proudly: "It's the same thing this time, the faster will live, the slower will die. If he wants to blame the same thing, he can only blame himself for not having horses, but he can't compare to us for having horses!
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"Yes, yes, it's better to have a horse." Xu Benya hurriedly agreed, and then asked for instructions: "What about the execution at noon tomorrow?"
"Why wait for tomorrow, isn't it already noon?" Zhu Liangzu didn't want to wait any longer. "Send him off at noon today!"
"Hey, okay." Xu Benya thought to himself, "What's this all about?" She was afraid that if the people below didn't know about it, she would kill the county magistrate.
But his arms couldn't hold his thighs, so he had no choice but to obey.
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Inside the prison of the police chief.
It has been five days since Daotong was arrested.
For five days, under the supervision of Zhu Xian, he was tortured continuously in an attempt to force him to admit that he and Daoyuan were of the same race.
However, Daotong's bones were extremely hard, and his mouth was also hard. He was tortured to the point of dying, but he still refused to admit it.
"Daozhi County, just take it, and you can save yourself a few more beatings." The execution officials all submitted. Taking advantage of Zhu Xian's absence, he secretly fed him water and said, "You can hold on, but our brothers can hardly stand."
Let’s get rid of it…”
"How many times have I said it..." Dao Tong's eyes were swollen like eggs, and he narrowed his eyes into a line. He said feebly: "Many people think that I am a Mongolian because my surname is Dao, but in fact I am Dao, a senior official of the Chu State.
Shuo’s descendants have nothing to do with him or the Tatars..."
"Well, it doesn't matter whether it matters to him or not. It's the right thing to do to avoid suffering a little." The official sighed and said, "If you don't admit it, the Young Marquis will make your life worse than death."
"It doesn't matter..." Daotong shook his head weakly, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
"Alas." The official sighed. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, he hurriedly snapped his whip, swung his whip hard, and shouted sharply: "Are you going to attack or not?!"
At this time, Zhu Xian walked in and said coldly: "No need to fight."
"Hey, hey." The officer hurriedly put away his whip. He was just about to be happy for his fellow Taoist, but he heard Zhu Xian laugh evilly again and said: "Take care of him and send him on his way."
"Ah?" the officer asked in surprise: "Are you being escorted to Beijing?"
"Why escort him to Beijing? The decree has arrived, and he will be executed immediately." Zhu Xian announced loudly: "Today at noon, we will execute the sword and ask for execution!"
"So urgent?" Guan Chai couldn't help but ask.
"There's so much nonsense!" Zhu Xian glared and urged, "Hurry up! The prison van is already waiting outside."
"Hey..." The official had to quickly tell his subordinates: "Quickly, prepare a meal for the Emperor and a wine for Ciyang!"
"You don't need to prepare anything for him, let him go hungry." Zhu Xian said inhumanely: "If you dare to offend my father and son, you will become a ghost and live in peace!"
