The pillow is not a hard porcelain pillow, but is made of brocade. I don’t know what good things are packed inside. It is just right soft and hard, and it also has a light aroma, which is very soothing.
Wu Jiuzi almost fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
I don't know when, the sound of a piano sounded, flowing slowly in the night, and drifted into the house with the breeze.
The sound of the piano is very strange, it is out of tune and out of tune, but it is very pleasant. Even the moonlight outside seems to be a bit brighter...
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It's nearly a quarter past noon, which is when the sun is the strongest in the day.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, making it difficult to open your eyes.
The Meridian Gate is a good place to behead criminals.
At this moment, the Meridian Gate was surrounded by crowds of people on three floors inside and three floors outside watching the fun. The scorching sunshine did not dampen people's enthusiasm for watching the fun. All eyes were fixed on the prisoner on the high platform in the execution ground.
Although the prisoner's hair was disheveled and his facial features could not be clearly seen, judging from his stature and build, he should be a child.
The child was carrying an iron yoke on his shoulders. The yoke looked taller than the child, and there was a seal attached to it. On the seal was something like a ghost drawing, which pressed the child so hard that he could hardly straighten his back. It looked extremely hard.
The child was currently tied to a large wooden stake standing on a high platform. The wooden stake was blood red, as if it had been sprinkled with black dog blood, and exuded a strange fishy-sweet smell.
What tied the child was not an ordinary rope, but a kind of black and shiny fine iron chain, which was wrapped one by one from the child's chest to his legs, as if he was afraid that he would run away...
Under the high platform, there were countless piles of firewood, forming a dense mountain of firewood.
The wood is so dry that it seems to burst into flames if a spark is thrown into it.
As if they were afraid that the firewood would not burn, three or four guards were pouring black oil on the firewood...
On the prison platform a little further away, a eunuch read out some charges loudly, seeming to say that this child was a evildoer who brought harm to the country and was bad for the fate of the country.
The people watching below became excited: "Burn him to death! Burn him to death! Burn to death this evildoer!"
"Yes, yes, the monster must not stay!"
"Burn him to death, burn him to death!"
"..."
The crowd was excited and the voices were loud.
I don't know when a large white cloud drifted over from the sky, slightly blocking some of the sunshine and bringing a hint of coolness.
But above the white clouds, there were two people standing, one sitting and one standing.
Standing there was a young man, about twenty-three or four years old, with an extremely handsome appearance. He was dressed in a white robe fluttering in the wind, and his gentleness revealed a touch of indifference.
The woman was wearing a white dress, lying lazily on her side on the clouds, her head resting on her jade arms, her phoenix eyes slightly squinted, she looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, her face was like a flower, her long hair was tied up with a flower branch.
It looks elegant and straightforward.
"What are they doing?" The girl seemed to be awakened by the boiling sound. She turned over on the cloud and glanced curiously at the scenery below with half-squinted eyes.
"Execute the criminal." The man in white replied briefly.
It turned out that this was the legendary execution of criminals. The girl yawned: "Why are they so excited to execute a criminal? It's as if they have taken some big tonic pills. The sound is reaching the sky."
The man in white had gentle eyes: "Azi, did they bother you? Do you want to set up a barrier for me?"
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Guess who is the child who will be burned to death?