"Bring Zhang Biwu and the others up."

When Li Chen's words came to the ground, the guards who had already prepared had taken Zhang Biwu and more than ten officials up.

At this time, they had already changed their prison uniforms, had their official hats taken off, and their hair was very embarrassed.

But it seems that I didn't suffer much. Although I was a little more depressed, at least I still walked up to it myself and there was no harm in my body.

Whether it is importance or representation, Zhang Biwu is the leader, so he naturally takes the first place.

Two big and round guards on the left and right sides clamped him tightly to prevent him from doing anything in such occasions.

Zhang Biwu didn't have the intention to do anything randomly. Even since his affairs were exposed, Zhang Biwu slept for the first good night in the past six months, as if he had completely relieved all the pressure. Zhang Biwu himself also felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

He walked past Zhao Xuanji.

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Xuanji's eyes were indifferent and watched Zhang Biwu being escorted by him.

Zhang Biwu looked at Zhao Xuanji and chuckled slightly. The smile meant something inexplicable, and then he was taken away.

From beginning to end, the two did not speak.

Maybe there is nothing to say.

More than a dozen prisoners were still real-powered officials of the Qin Empire a day ago, and they were not under the third rank, but now they are all under prisoners.

The more than a dozen prisoners stood in front of the queue, neatly facing Li Chen and were pressed down to kneel down.

Li Chen's tone was indifferent, and he said, "What you committed is a crime of rebellion, and it is unforgivable. Today, I want everyone in the world to see you, look at your face and your fate, and serve as a warning to others!

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Some of these more than ten officials, with poor psychological quality, cried and burst into tears on the spot, and some even collapsed on the ground, but they were immediately lifted up by the guards next to them and knelt down again.

Li Chen's eyes fell on Zhang Biwu and said indifferently: "Zhang Biwu, do you have anything to say?"

Zhang Biwu shook his head and said, "There is nothing to say. I just wish His Highness the Crown Prince a lifetime."

All the officials looked at Zhang Biwu, some were indifferent, some were gloating, some were worried, but the most was fear.

It is not fear of Zhang Biwu, but of Li Chen.

Just a few days after the prince returned to Beijing, Zhang Biwu and his group were silently destroyed, which shows how powerful the prince's power is now.

With Zhang Biwu's qualifications and prestige, he fell to the point where he is today, and there was not even a person who said something for him.

Is Zhang Biwu's popularity bad?

No.

It's because the East Palace is too strong.

No one dares.

Some officials subconsciously turned their attention to Zhao Xuanji.

Everyone knows that Zhang Biwu, as a former member of the cabinet, was the right-hand man Zhao Xuanji. Now that the prince wants to chop his arm, does the emperor have no objection?

Zhao Xuanji's response to everyone was just a silent back.

Zhao Xuanji's silence means that Zhang Biwu completely lost the last glimmer of hope.

This is the information gap caused by identity status.

For Li Chen and Zhao Xuanji, their tacit understanding had already sentenced Zhang Biwu to death. Even from the moment Zhang Biwu stepped into Fengxi Palace and Li Chen entered the capital, Zhang Biwu was destined to be his current fate.
Chapter completed!