"Sir, the Zhao State's Society has recruited more people, but the Zhao State's court has begun to 'forbid learning'."

"Don't worry, continue to guide them, and remember to cover all their activities. Sooner or later, the conflict between the court and the society will come to light. Before that, we must spread our ideas as much as possible."

"Yes."

"Sir, several copies of the book have been printed and have been scattered."

"Well done, try your best to disrupt the attention of the Zhao court and others."

"Sir, as the number of members in the society increases, everyone's ideas are not unified, and there are frictions..."

"We must hold meetings on time so that they can deeply understand the connotation of the society. If necessary, sacrifice some manpower to give these immature students a shock in their lives. Remember, our people should not stand on the bright side."

"Yes, my lord."

"By the way, when taking action, be sure not to let people from their court discover anything wrong, and be careful when coming into contact with those students."

"Yes, sir."

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"No, Jiang Liao, the president has been arrested!!!"

When Jiang Liao saw Hu Pingan, he was running in a mess, his face was pale, and he looked very embarrassed.

"What?!" Jiang Liao felt his head sink suddenly when he heard the news brought by the other party.

"I'll ask you to behead today! We're already on the way to the execution ground!" After Hu Ping'an finished speaking, tears couldn't stop flowing down and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Why was he arrested? How was the president arrested?!" Jiang Liao asked with a trembling voice, tears falling down.

The president is Qiao Lei. He is a very enthusiastic and steady person. After Jiang Liao entered the society, he always looked after him. He had his own principles and felt that he was knowledgeable. Jiang Liao was very close to him and they were like brothers.

"During the private lecture, my position was exposed by the traitor, and the president backed up the others..." Hu Pingan cried so hard that he was out of breath.

The president would do this, but why did he do it? Jiang Liao squatted on the ground in pain.

"Let's go see him."

In fact, what Jiang Liao wanted to mention was to rob the execution ground, but this would expose other people in the society, which was not allowed by the society. The president definitely didn't want him to do this, because he had mentioned this issue before.

Now that they have just arrested someone, the court may send people to surround them so that they can be easily caught in the crowd. Hu Ping'an knows it, and so does Jiang Liao, but Jiang Liao still asked, and Hu Ping'an still agreed.

When they arrived at the execution ground, there was already a dense circle of people surrounding the place. After the officers and soldiers caught the "traitors", they would beat gongs and drums to call the people to come and watch, so that everyone could see their fate, as a warning to everyone. "Keep yourself safe".

Qiao Lei was shackled on his hands and feet. He had been detained a few days ago. He was wearing a thin white prison uniform with dried blood stains on it. His delicate face was covered with scars. He was shackled. The parts were also covered in blood, and he had obviously been tortured.

"As a young man, his talent and passion are full of romance, and his future is like a flower. But in this world, how many heroes eventually turn into sand. If you ask me, you can lament that time is so long, and spring and evening will become summer. Maybe you can answer that you are already halfway to glory -"

Two serious-looking officials pushed him unceremoniously. However, Qiao Lei's face was relaxed and fearless, and his eyes were still bright. He broke away from the hands of the two officials who pushed him and stood up straight. , limping forward, even singing loudly.

It was not just Qiao Lei who was escorted to the stage, but also several other members of the society - they were laughing and joking, their spines were straight, and they had relaxed and cheerful smiles on their faces. If it weren't for the scars on their bodies, they would look quite scary. , thought they were here for an outing.

The people watching whispered, with compassion and confusion in their eyes - why are you so arrogant even if you have lost your head?

Jiang Liao found that he was not the only member of the society who had sneaked over to watch the execution. Everyone's eyes were full of tears and they disappeared silently into the crowd. The figures of Qiao Lei and the others were deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

"Qiao Lei, Wang Jingbo, Li Hua... despised the majesty of the imperial court, privately preached the Huai Kingdom's heresy, and tried to cause domestic unrest... They are now sentenced to death and will be executed immediately!!!"

The official sitting above scolded and dropped the verdict.

"Qiao Lei! As the mastermind, do you have any regrets?"

"Hahaha, no regrets! There is nothing to regret! Although death is honorable, even though I fell, there are still thousands of me who will stand up again! 'I' cannot be killed! I should regret it, I should It’s you stubborn guys!”

Qiao Lei's hearty laughter echoed throughout the execution ground, making everyone in the audience jump into excitement. An indescribable feeling spread throughout their bodies. Jiang Liao and the others lowered their heads subconsciously, with tears welling up in their eyes. of falling.

The other escorted members had bright eyes. They stood behind Qiao Lei, and they obviously meant the same thing.

"Bold!!! Why don't you kneel down when you meet me?! How dare you say such nonsense!"

"I kneel down on my knees before my parents, who do you think you are?!" Qiao Lei cursed for the first time.

"Make them kneel down!" the executing official was furious.

Qiao Lei straightened his body. No matter how hard the two officers pressed him, he refused to kneel down. The enraged officer broke his kneecaps in a rage. Several other members who resisted were also treated in the same way.

Jiang Liao and the others silently clenched their fists while watching in the audience, emotions called anger rolling in their chests.

"You can only torture us physically, but our spirits will never surrender to you!"

"You are just deceiving yourself and others! We will not give up our action! Our death will only provoke an even more fervent counterattack from those behind!!!"

"We can't be killed!"

The "prisoners" seemed to be more imposing than the executioners. They all raised their heads with contempt in their eyes, contempt for these people's methods.

"Kill them! Hurry up! How can we allow them to lie here and confuse the public!" The official was inexplicably aroused in a cold sweat and loudly shouted to the executioner to start, as if he was frightened by these people.

The people were amazed and curious about these young people who died generously - what do they do? What makes them fearless of life and death?

The sickle that harvested life was finally chopped off. Just like the previous executions, heads were rolling and blood was everywhere, but it seemed to be different.

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"President Qiao, once your mission in Zhao is completed, don't come back again."

I don’t know who sent the message. The message box was filled with a sense of technology and received a response within a short time.

"......Ok, I know."

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