Chapter 34 The Sorrow of the Sky

At the gate of Linyun North City, the cold wind roared by, as if a sharp dagger cut the skin. The vegetation also lost its original green color and was replaced by the vast yellow and white. Occasionally, a few cold birds broke through the sky and mourned, scratching the washed and transparent sky.

On a large scaffold made of corius wood, prisoners in prison clothes knelt on the ground with their heads down, their eyes full of despair. About 30 meters away from Xingtai, countless people gathered to watch. Some even let babies who have just learned to walk ride on their necks, letting the eyes that have not yet understood the suffering of the world watch the bloody killing scene.

On the prison platform, Liu Jie, the official in charge of the execution, trembled slightly, not because he was afraid that 97 people would be different under his order. The reason why he was afraid was that after so many years of prison, Emperor Xia had never watched it in person, and this time, the monarch who controlled the lives of all the Xia Kingdom sat next to him, so how could Liu Jie not be afraid?

Accompanying you like a tiger, this sentence is always a little reasonable, not to mention a suspicious tiger.

The corners of Xia Di's mouth are closed, and he can't see any expression, but if he looks carefully, he will find that there is a frightening bloodthirsty hidden in his calm eyes.

On the periphery of the prison platform, there are officials of the State of Xia. Naturally, officials with higher ranks are sitting, while officials with lower ranks can only stand like the onlookers. According to the usual practice, those who can be closer to Emperor Xia are usually powerful ministers with huge power in the court or royal nobles who are equivalent to the noble prince. But this time, the emperor sat not by the prince or Prime Minister Li, but Jiang Mozhu, who had just been appointed as a scholar of Taige University, and Xia Kang, the third prince with the lowest status among the princes.

In addition, due to the seat and distance, they were arranged to watch the execution process concisely.

It's okay if it's Jiang Mozhu, but Xia Kang also sat next to Emperor Xia, which made Prince Xia Yan angry. This anger gradually turned into hatred, but there was nothing on his gentle face, but his eyes were indescribably cold: "Lao Qi, what do you think is wrong with your father recently?"

Xia Wuchen sat behind Xia Yan and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't hear Xia Yan speak to him. It was not until Xia Yan raised his voice slightly and turned his head with a gloomy expression that he suddenly raised his head and looked blankly at Xia Yan's angry face: "What?"

"Nothing." Xia Yan left a cold sentence and turned his head again.

Suddenly, there was a roar on the execution platform: "If you want to kill, kill. What's there to grind? Eighteen years later, I was another good man.

The roaring man is about 40 years old. Although he wears a prison jacket, he can still see his burly and strong body. Judging from the man's resolute face and unyielding eyes, he must have been an extraordinary figure before.

Jiang Mozhu looked at the roaring prisoner like a sculpture.

"At this time, Chen hasn't arrived yet. What are you worried about?" Liu Jie said in a very official tone, then bowed his hands, raised his hands slightly, and raised his voice, "With the emperor here, how can you, a heinous prisoner, shout? Come and gag his mouth for me."

After saying that, a government servant trotted up the execution platform and found a piece of white cloth and stuffed it into the prisoner's mouth. So he could only make a whining sound, but from the appearance of a few desires, his heart was full of hatred.

At this time, a thin man knelt next to the man and stared at someone on the prison platform with a sad expression. After suppressing for a long time, he finally made an extremely desolate and tragic shout, as if to vent the resentment that could not be solved in his heart, but more was enough to swallow everything: "General, why? Why? Why? What benefits did the emperor of the State of Xia give you? Are you willing to endure the humiliation of the subjugation of the country and become the minister of your enemies?

Xia Di turned his head gently, glanced at Jiang Mozhu with calm eyes, and then coughed a few times and turned his head again.

"General, you answered me, why? Why? I followed you to be born and died, watching you guard the land of Cang Kingdom with a horseshoe, but now you are wearing the official uniform of the State of Xia. Tell me, why? Why? Why..."

Just as everyone's eyes were attracted by the place where the execution platform was locked, Ling Yue, who was dressed in red, slowly entered the execution ground from the side. When she appeared, all the prisoners raised their heads. After the whole royal blood of Cang was slaughtered, their hearts were more lost than despair. But at this moment, at the end of their lives, as ministers of the kingdom, they suddenly saw the princess of their former country, as dazzling as a fire phoenix.

At that moment, many prisoners even cried and shed hot tears.

The loyalty engraved in their bones makes them unable to suppress their emotions. This is not pretentious, but a belief in the depths of their souls.

The people turned their eyes to Ling Yue, which was recorded by the historians at that time as the princess of Cangguo. Yes, as a member of the noble royal family of Cang, how could she become the princess of the enemy country with peace of mind when her subjects were slaughtered? How can you survive peacefully in the center of abuse and accusations and live well?

should die, and should be killed on the execution ground with the spirit of dying, so as to show its dignity as the last royal bloodline of Cang, and to show the respect and pain for the dead people and soldiers. Perhaps in this way, there will be a more loyal and patriotic princess in history books.

But unfortunately, although Ling Yue is not the kind of person who believes that it is better to live than to die, she is by no means the kind of person who likes to waste his life, especially in the way of death. In her opinion, death is the worst thing to do. Use a dead method to escape everything, and such a person is always hated.

When Ling Yue saluted Emperor Xia, the prisoners on the execution platform couldn't believe everything in front of them. Princess Ling Yue, who used to be high, would salute her enemies, and her expression was so soft.

Something suddenly broke in a trance, as if someone stabbed your heart with a cold dagger, and the method of stabbing was extremely clever. It won't die immediately, but it will be painful.

The cold wind continued to blow, and the red and enchanting skirts like fire flew with the cold wind. Lingyue is like a flame flower blooming in the cold winter. Ling Han is lonely and unparalleling. Facing the courtiers who were once loyal to her, she just kept silent and swept over everyone's faces. There is no grief, no joy, no anger, nothing.

It's like a cold bird flying by, leaving no trace of wings on the sky, nothing. Only the sadness that made people almost want to go crazy, determined to kill. With the persistence of not being able to travel through, for the rest of his life.