Zhong Qingye had good intentions and knew that this would be a big blow, so he asked specifically.【】
"Stop being so fussy."
Unfortunately, a certain child was clearly in a bad mood when she went up, and did not acknowledge her feelings at all. He said with an expression on his face: "If you don't want to go, I won't force you."
Zhong Qingye couldn't help but want to stretch out her hand and give this poor child a hard slap, but today's situation was special, and she didn't care about it.
"Let's go."
Naturally holding his hand, Zhong Qingye led him towards the gate of the palace.
She didn't tell Qi Mo about taking Xi Zhan to the execution ground, but Qi Mo obviously knew about it, but he didn't say anything. He probably knew the meaning of this to Xi Zhan, so he couldn't bear to let Zhong Qingye down.
.
We left the palace through the back door and walked towards the imperial city. The flow of people in Jingyang City was obviously much greater than in the previous few days. However, everyone was wearing plain clothes and black belts. There were no vendors shouting on the roadside, and there were no tea in the restaurants along the way.
The shop didn't open the door, and everyone was walking in a hurry, and you could still see the fear in their eyes. They lowered their heads and walked in the same direction silently.
The silence in the huge Jingyang City was a bit eerie this time, as if everyone had lost their words, and all that could be heard in the eardrums were the tiny footsteps of the soles of black shoes rubbing against the bluestone, meandering all the way away.
Throughout the whole process, Xi Zang kept his head down and was led by Zhong Qingye without saying a word. Not to mention speaking, he didn't even make a sound. Zhong Qingye sighed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
Not to mention this child, even she, a pure bystander, felt heartbroken and had a miserable expression.
Perhaps, the child Xi Zang is stronger than Zhong Qingye in some aspects. At least he dares to directly face the departure of his clan members. But what about Zhong Qingye? The long time has settled down, or it has been worn away in the form.
She has a sharp character.
Every time he thinks of this, apart from sighing, Zhong Qingye feels more helpless.
No one wants to grow up forever, but everyone has to move forward according to the path set by someone. Even materialists like Zhong Qingye sometimes can't help but wonder whether there is something real in some missing place.
There is the existence of the so-called destiny. Otherwise, how could people have so much difficulty in controlling their own lives, and so much helplessness?
Is this what is called growth?
Zhong Qingye became increasingly confused.
The execution ground of Northern Qi stands in the empty valley in the north. It is as old as the country of Northern Qi. It is unknown how many bones of innocent souls have been accumulated over the generations. But this time is different. Cursing the emperor was a major crime that could not be forgiven in ancient times. All prisoners
They were all beheaded in public at the Meridian Gate to serve as a warning to others.
When Zhong Qingye led Xi Zhan to the large square in front of the Chengtian Gate of the Imperial Palace, there were already many people in plain clothes standing densely there, and there were still crowds of people gathering from all directions, making the place more crowded.
Chengtianmen is the main entrance of the palace, and is also commonly known as the Meridian Gate. In ancient times, it was known as the place with the highest righteousness. Therefore, criminals who had committed heinous crimes and could not be forgiven would choose to behead here at three o'clock at noon. In another sense,
It is to use the Ling Ran's righteousness here to completely crush the souls of these prisoners whose sins can be forgiven.
Of course, these things are not worth mentioning to Zhong Qingye, but to the ancients, every person who was beheaded at the Meridian Gate was a sinner who committed a heinous crime and could not be forgiven. Even after death, his soul must be
Being thrown into hell, he will never be reincarnated.
There is a huge square in front of Chengtianmen Gate, which is as wide as the square of the modern Forbidden City. It is still some time before three quarters noon. Zhong Qingye glanced around and saw the other end of the square, which is the palace.
In front of the main entrance, a flagpole was erected high at some time. The word "Qi" with a black background and a yellow face was fluttering in the wind surrounded by nine yellow dragons with their teeth and claws dancing, and the flag made a slight sound.
Behind the flagpole, a large tent has been set up. The left, right and rear sides are closed. The front is empty, and a high platform stands. With yellow characters on a black background as the background, there are three large sandalwood tables and chairs, one high and two short.
There is a set of the four treasures on each table. There is also a dark red pen holder on the table in the middle, with some tokens shaped like swords inserted in it.
Taking the tent as the center, branching out to the left and right, there are twenty strong tall trees lined up, extremely tall and thick, with flames burning fiercely at the top, black smoke billowing, and black unknown substances curling up into the sky.
go.
Because there were forty thick fire pillars, the temperature in the square was much higher than in other places. Coupled with the crowds, Zhong Qingye's forehead was slightly covered with sweat. He lowered his head and glanced at Xi Zang, and saw that
His face was cold, his brows were extremely alienated, his eyes were coldly staring at the big tent in front of him, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone sculpture.
Zhong Qingye sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to tighten the child's fingers, turned his head and began to look at the guards in the square.
It can be seen that Qi Mu attaches great importance to this public beheading. Even before the prisoner arrives, the guarding imperial guards have surrounded the entire square. In addition to the rows and rows of soldiers on the ground who are ready to attack, even the three palace walls
The square was densely packed with soldiers with expressions on their faces. There were many swords in their hands, bows were strung, and the sharp spearheads were pointed at the people in the audience. The iron-blooded cold air was so thick that the whole square was covered tightly.
There are no less than five hundred people on the surface alone. I don’t know how many people are hidden. At least from Zhong Qingye’s eyes, there are only a few more secretly ambush sentries than there are on the surface.
few.
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhong Qingye understood why Qi Mu was so nervous.
He suspected that he wanted to use this incident to establish his prestige. He did not seek to overpower Qi Mo, but at least he did not want to get too far away from him. If someone blocked this beheading incident, it would doubtless be a greater impact on his prestige.
A blow, so no matter what, he will not allow an accident to happen this time.
Thinking of Qi Mu's foxy face that looked like a smile but not a smile, and those bottomless pupils, Zhong Qingye couldn't help feeling disgusted in his heart. This kind of person cannot be judged with common sense, and Zhong Qingye's kind of
People from modern times are even more unable to understand the meaning of his prestige accumulated with blood.
Power and killing can conquer a country, but they can never defend it.
Zhong Qingye closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. The dark holes were clear. Qi Mo understood this, but what about Qi Mu? Did he understand?
If he doesn't even understand this, he will definitely lose his battle with Qi Mo!
She was lost in thought when the child next to her suddenly grabbed her hand tightly.