Chapter five hundred and forty-six framing and rebellion
Commander She frowned, but finally waved his hand and drove away the two Forbidden Soldiers. Han Yi walked forward first, and a dozen Forbidden Soldiers followed immediately.
At this time, in a magnificent palace in the capital, several people gathered together to have a banquet. If Han Yi could recognize them here, these people were obviously second- or even first-class princes in the court.
An important minister, and the young man above the main seat is a prince wearing a mysterious robe and ribbon.
"Your Highness, this time Han Yi, that ignorant guy, was finally pulled down by us." An old man with gray hair and wearing a red brocade robe said with a flattering smile.
"What Zhou Shangshu said is wrong. It was not my Highness who brought Marquis Liewu down. It was him who smeared military pay and usurped other people's military merits. This made my father angry and ordered him to be thrown into prison."
The second prince said calmly.
"Exactly." Zhou Shangshu quickly agreed.
"We really didn't expect that General Han would do such a thing." Another old man with white hair and beard said righteously, "When you come to court tomorrow morning, I will definitely write a letter to Your Majesty and punish him severely."
Several other people looked at the old man who claimed to be the Royal Envoy with strange expressions, but soon their expressions returned to their original state, and then they agreed one after another.
"Yes, Han Yi's move completely violated the law and trampled on the loyalty and bravery of thousands of soldiers. It must not be tolerated."
"Tomorrow, we will give our full support to Yushi Liu."
"Exactly."
"Okay, since everyone thinks Han Yi should be severely punished, we must work together and carefully plan the process of tomorrow's palace discussion."
His Highness drank the wine in his glass and began to discuss with everyone. At this time, Han Yi was trapped in the prison of Dali Temple and knew nothing about the fierce storm outside.
I don't know why, but since entering the prison of Dali Temple, he has been dreaming of some strange images every night. The experiences and memories of another person have become more and more clear in his mind.
That night, he woke up from his dream again, sweating profusely. His frightened eyes looked through the small window of the prison at the dark starry sky outside. The stars in the sky were like huge groups of fireflies.
"Who are you?" Every time he woke up, he could only recall the vague faces of some people in his mind, but he couldn't remember the names of those people at all.
"Click-" The prison door was opened, and an old man wearing black brocade clothes walked in, holding a food box in his hand.
The old man didn't say anything. He put down the food box, opened the lid, and took out four plates of side dishes. He also took out a pot of sorghum wine and two wine glasses, and filled them up.
Han Yi sat down at the table and watched the old man's movements quietly without speaking. He picked up the wine glass and drank the turbid-looking wine in one gulp.
"It's been a long time since I drank this sorghum wine." Han Yi looked at the old man opposite him with a sad look in his eyes, "Wang Tong, you are old."
"General, the last general is almost fifty years old. In the years since he returned to the capital, the injuries he sustained on the battlefield have often recurred. His survival until now depends on the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor." Wang Tong picked up the wine glass.
, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Cough cough cough -" He suddenly coughed violently, his face turned completely red, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.
"It still tastes the same as before." Wang Tong filled another cup for himself.
"If you are not in good health, please stop drinking." Han Yi said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter. Since the old illness relapsed two years ago, I haven't drank alcohol for a long time. I came to visit the general today, and I must have a few drinks with him no matter what." Wang Tong picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, but it was violent.
started to cough.
Han Yi just looked at him from the opposite side, his eyes seemed very calm, but the sadness hidden deep in his pupils could not be dispelled.
Wang Tong coughed and coughed, and tears suddenly poured out of his eyes, as if they were uncontrollable.
"General, Wang Tong is sorry for you, I'm sorry for you." Wang Tong cried and said, "I can't save you, I can't save you."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Han Yi smiled, looking so calm and calm. But such a smile, when it fell into Wang Tong's eyes, made his heart feel like a knife.
"General, I'm sorry." He said secretly in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, it was a month later. On this day, several uninvited guests came to the Marble Prison. Han Yi was taken out of the prison by them and escorted to the execution ground.
Half a month ago, Han Yi already knew the results of His Majesty's treatment of him. He was deprived of all official positions and titles, and beheaded in public as a warning to others. Haha, it's really funny. Han Yi has been fighting on the frontier for ten years, defeated eight tribes of Qiang people, and brought those Qiang tribes to pieces.
The vast grassland was included in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but in the end it ended up like this.
He calmly walked into the execution ground, where thousands of officials of all sizes from the capital gathered around the execution ground. Directly opposite the beheading stage, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe sat on a dragon chair, looking down at Han Yi.
On the second floor of the high platform, there are four mahogany chairs. Each of the four princes wears python robes and looks majestic.
In front of the high platform, dozens of top masters of the Forbidden Army lined up to protect him. Apparently, the aloof emperor was also afraid that Han Yi would fight to the death and drag him to death.
However, Han Yi raised his head and looked at the middle-aged emperor, his eyes full of contempt and no trace of awe.
"Han Yi is so bold that he dares to look directly at His Majesty's holy face. Come here, I will blind his eyes." Below the high platform, an old man in purple official uniform shouted.
"Master Zhou, your Majesty has not spoken yet and you have acted on his behalf. Do you think you can give orders on His Majesty's behalf?" A handsome general looked at Zhou Shangshu coldly and said.
"Your Majesty, I have absolutely no intention of doing this." Zhou Shangshu's heart trembled, and he quickly faced the dragon chair and knelt on his knees, his body trembling with fear.
"Well, Zhou Shangshu is just protecting my dignity. Just be careful in the future." The middle-aged emperor waved his hand and signaled Zhou Shangshu to retreat.
Zhou Shangshu stood up and secretly glanced at the military commander who was speaking, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Han Yi, because of your great contribution to the great Zhou Dynasty, I did not arrange the execution platform outside the Meridian Gate and let your body be exposed on the street. I hope you will not waste my hard work." The middle-aged emperor looked at it.
Looking at Han Yi, he looked like he was thinking about him.
"Hahaha, in this case, I would like to thank Your Majesty." Han Yi said this, but there was no hint of gratitude in his words, but full of ridicule.
"If you don't know what is good, then let's execute you." The middle-aged emperor waved his big hand with a gloomy face. The executioner immediately stepped forward, sprayed a mouthful of strong wine on the ghost head knife, then raised it high and swung it down suddenly.
"Boom -" At this moment, a loud arrow suddenly shot out from the palace wall, and pierced the executioner's chest.
"There is an assassin, hurry up and escort him." The eunuch screamed. More than a dozen imperial troops flew out in an instant, came to the emperor's side, and surrounded him.
In the square, the officials were in chaos, rushing towards the back of the high platform crazily, and some rushed towards the surrounding palace gates.
"Swish, swish, swish -" Dozens of men in black flew down from the palace wall and rushed to the execution platform. One of them cut off Han Yi's chain with a knife.
"General, we are here to rescue you, hurry up."
"You, you don't want your life." Han Yi shouted anxiously.
"General, if it weren't for you, we would have died on the battlefield in Longguan City. Let us watch you die and do nothing, General. We can't do it."
"General, let's fight out together." Another man in black waved and threw a steel knife to Han Yi. Han Yi caught it but didn't know how to react.
Groups of Imperial Guards swarmed in and soon surrounded the execution platform.
"Kill these rebels and traitors for me." The middle-aged emperor ordered furiously.
Suddenly, the surrounding Forbidden Army swarmed forward, with a murderous aura. The dozen or so men in black surrounding Han Yi rushed forward without fear. However, their strength was compared to the elite Forbidden Army who had been screened through layers of screening.
It was really too far apart. Moreover, they were also suppressed in numbers. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen men in black fell in front of Han Yi.
"General, run away." The last man in black was hit with several swords and fell down with a roar.
Han Yi's breathing became rapid, and a strong sense of powerlessness surged through his body. I really hate this feeling. But why? Why did you come to save him? He has obviously accepted his fate, you fools, really
Aren't you afraid of death?
"fool."
He murmured in a low voice, clenching the steel knife in his hand completely, and the joints of his palm turned white due to too much force.
"Die." Han Yi moved. His speed was incredibly fast. The elite elite of the Forbidden Army who bore the brunt had no time to react before their throats were slit by the steel knife. The blood exploded one after another, and it seemed that even the sky was covered with blood.
It's like it's dyed red.
When the Imperial Guards behind saw this scene, they looked shocked, but they still rushed forward without fear of death.
"Death, death, die to me."
Han Yi went completely crazy. His body turned into phantoms one after another on the execution platform. Wherever he passed, the forbidden soldiers who were attacked were completely helpless. They couldn't even lock Han Yi's figure, and they only felt the black shadow flash.
, then a cold touch came from the body, and then pain hit the mind, and the consciousness was submerged in darkness.
In just a dozen breaths, the hundreds of Imperial Guards who rushed into the square were all killed by Han Yi. He was dressed in black robes, dripping with blood, and looked like an evil Shura ghost coming out of hell.
The princes, ministers, and His Highness the Prince were all trembling with fear and their faces turned pale.
"Emperor Dog, I, Han Yi, have conquered so many kingdoms for the Zhou Dynasty. If it weren't for me, do you think you would still be able to secure your throne? If it weren't for me, the eight Qiang tribes would have already broken through Longguan City and leveled it.
This is the palace."
"Hahaha, and you." Han Yi pointed the steel knife in his hand at one minister after another, "Don't think you are planning to frame me, I don't know."