Chapter eight hundred and seventy-six asked in the street
The official documents from the imperial court will definitely fall into Li Luo's hands, but I don't know whether it was before Yang Wanli was convicted or after he was convicted.
Li Luo handed the secret letter to Zhai Liaoyu. After reading it, Zhai Liaoyu's expression changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "The court is unjust and harms the loyal and good!"
"Brother Zhai, be careful what you say."
Zhai Liaoyu groaned, but could not hide the anger in his eyes.
"I knew they would take action against the Inspection Department sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so urgent." Li Luo said coldly.
"My lord, do you know who is plotting against the Inspection Department?"
"We don't know yet, but it's possible for everyone. One day when the inspection department is in Zhuocheng, someone will have trouble sleeping and eating. It may be one person or several people working together."
"Master Yang's crime is not small. Your Majesty, let's hurry back to Zhuocheng and rescue Master Yang as soon as possible."
"I don't know why, but they chose to do it when you and I were not in Zhuocheng. It seems that they are determined to win this time."
"Since they dare to take the risk to plot against Mr. Yang, they must be absolutely sure. Your Majesty, we have to be careful this time. If one of them is not good, the foundation of the Inspection Department will be implicated." Zhai Liaoyu said with a solemn expression.
"Well, but they may not have guessed that we would rush back to Zhuocheng on a temporary basis. There is still room for change in this matter. It depends on people. We must rush to Zhuocheng before Mr. Yang is convicted. Brother Zhai, send an order to Qian Yi and the others.
Traveling day and night, there won’t be any delays on the way.”
"I obey," Zhai Liao shouted in a deep voice, and hurriedly sent orders to the generals of Mu Tianlang. They were to rush day and night to get back to Zhuocheng before things became irreversible.
Zhuocheng, in front of Dingtiantai.
It has been a long time since Li Luo set out to conquer the Western Regions. There have not been so many people gathered here for a long time. There are common people in Zhuo City, as well as wealthy businessmen and officials. They are all whispering around the Dingtian Terrace and pointing from time to time. Some are worried and some are curious.
Some people were surprised, while others were secretly delighted.
In front of the crowd, stood a few people in white mourning clothes. Among them was a tearful, shaky *****, accompanied by three young people, two men and one woman.
The man's eyes were as red as blood, his fists were clenched, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
The look of the woman beside her was the calmest among the people. There was no anger or fear, but she could not hide the heartbreaking sadness and despair.
The man standing next to the woman was a little dazed and his body was shaking, but the shaking was not because of Yang Wanli, who was looking miserable and decadent on the Dingtian Platform, but because of fear and fear.
How many years have passed, but no official of the imperial court has ever been appointed, and even one of the powerful officials of the imperial court, one of the nine ministers, has been executed by the imperial court on the Dingtian platform. But this time, it fell on Yang Wanli, the uncle who was devoted to the Da Gan Sheji.
There were three people on the Dingtian platform to supervise the execution. One of them was Li Xuanci, the Seventh Prince of England. The two beside him were Huo Cailuan, a heroic general of the Forbidden Army, and Ling Gumian, the adopted son of Zhuocheng's newly rich Taifu.
Li Xuanci closed his eyes and was speechless, with a gloomy look on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Time seemed to pass slowly but quickly. Ling Gumian raised his head to look at the sky and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the time has come."
Li Xuanci slowly opened his eyes and responded lightly. He did not rush to order the execution. He walked slowly to Yang Wanli who was kneeling on the Dingtian platform, leaned over and whispered: "Master Yang, the time has come."
Yang Wanli smiled sadly, looked up at the four people who were blocked from the crowd by the fierce Forbidden Army soldiers, opened his mouth full of cracks and smiled, his eyes contained guilt and regret. After all, he could not live with his wife and children until the end of his life.
We can't watch Yang Liuqing get married and have children.
Fortunately, Yan'er is married. Although Zhang Zeliu is not very talented or knowledgeable, he should be able to treat Yan'er well. It's just that Yan'er is arrogant and has to encounter such a thing again. Don't do it.
It’s best to get to the bottom of things.
As for my beloved wife Liu, we can't live together till old age together in this life. The kindness I owe her can be repaid slowly in my next life.
"Master Yang, if you have any unfinished words, please tell me, and I will definitely do it."
Yang Wanli slowly lowered his head, coughed a few times, and said hoarsely: "Thank you, Your Majesty. If His Highness Ninth Prince comes back, please tell His Highness Ninth Prince that I have lived up to his trust."
Li Xuanci's expression darkened, and he nodded heavily, saying: "I will definitely tell Xuanlou, sir, please feel free to go. Your family will be protected by me with all my strength. Even if you are gone, no one in Zhuo City will dare to touch them."
The roots are cold."
"Your Majesty, the hour is about to pass." Ling Gumian walked up behind Li Xuanci and said softly.
"I know." Li Xuanci waved his hand impatiently.
Ling Gumian's expression did not change, and her expression looked a little heavy. She looked at the Liu family and Yang Liuqing of the Yang family under the stage, sighed with a sigh, and took a few steps back.
"Your Majesty, the time cannot be delayed. Your Majesty and the Queen Mother are still waiting for Your Majesty to return." Huo Cailan stepped forward and said solemnly. This strong man of the Imperial Army had a solemn look on his face, showing no sorrow or fear. He seemed to have seen through the life and death in Zhuocheng City.
die.
Li Xuanci let out a long sigh, avoided the Yang family in the crowd, looked around in front of the Dingtian Platform, exhaled and said in a loud voice: "The time has come for execution!"
"Husband!" Mrs. Liu of the Yang family screamed sadly and fell to the ground.
Yang Wanli laughed loudly and said: "Madam, give me a good ride. Don't let others look down on the Yang family. I will find you in the next life, Liu Qing, Liu Yan, take good care of your mother."
"Dad." Yang Liuqing shouted violently, and suddenly grabbed the sword of the Imperial Army soldier with both hands. Blood flowed down the sharp blade. Yang Liuqing didn't seem to notice it, and wanted to rush to the Dingtian platform.
Yang Wanli shouted sharply: "You traitor, stop it. Chaosing the execution ground is a major crime against the nine tribes. Don't you want to think about your mother and Yan'er? Stand back!"
Yang Liuqing stagnated and his energy dissipated, allowing these Forbidden Army soldiers who were pushed by Yang Liuqing to stagger back into the crowd.
It's just that these soldiers didn't dare to use force. The centipede worm was dead but not stiff. What's more, there was also Li Luo, the king of Dingtian who made the whole world of Dagan fearful. Once Li Luo returned to the city and was investigated, many people would want to pursue him.
Died unexpectedly.
Yang Wanli straightened up his thin and thin body, straightened his back, and said loudly: "Yang is worthy of the world. He was born as a Dagan man and died as a Dagan ghost. Let's do it."
Li Xuanci stepped back a few steps, and the executioner stepped forward to take off the guilt card and raised the ghost-head knife in his hand. The light of the knife was very cold, reflecting the glare of the bright sun. Li Xuanci closed his eyes. He didn't know what kind of consequences this knife would cause.
Stormy waves.
At this critical moment, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats suddenly sounded from a distance, and it was so menacing that everyone present felt a sense of earth-shattering destruction in their ears.
The expressions of Ling Gumian and Huo Cailuan both changed. The sound of horse hooves showed their indomitable momentum. Could it be that someone dared to rob the execution site in broad daylight?