After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The people, who held on to their last breath day after day and knelt in front of the palace wall for an entire winter to beg for mercy from the king, had misty eyes when they felt the supporters behind them.

They thought they had been abandoned and the injustice forgotten.

They thought that this time the outcome of their wait would be another bitter fruit.

When the leader in white came into view, all the people kneeling on the ground burst into tears.

"It's His Highness. It's His Highness who has returned."

"Our Crown Prince, our Crown Prince has come to save us."

This was the eldest son of the late emperor, whom they knelt before the imperial city several years ago to protect for the late emperor and for Great Xia.

The people they once protected are now taking firm steps to protect them.

Doing good deeds without asking for reward.

Time eventually rewarded them with their original courage with kindness.

Standing in front of the people of the Divine Capital who were too weak to stand up, Xia Che, who had bowed to thank the people on the day he left the Divine Capital, bent down again.

"I am late and have caused you all to suffer."

Without Xia Che saying much, the people who followed Xia Che began to walk into the kneeling crowd and help those whose knees were so swollen that they were unable to stand up.

They were all let down by the imperial power, yet they were determined to demand justice.

They stood behind Xia Che, waiting for Xia Che to make the decision for them.

The sudden roar of a tiger from the palace wall shocked all the warmth. A dragon throne made of dead wood and gilded was pulled by the imperial guards with a traction rope and slowly rose into the air.

Sitting on the dragon throne was the king of a country, who was tied up with invisible threads, wearing a dragon robe and a nine-dragon crown.

Confetti like snow fell from the air and fell onto the people who looked up at the king with complicated eyes.

Someone raised his hand to take the rice paper, and the literate people living under the palace city got the answer first.

After hearing what was written on the paper, the illiterate people wished they could eat the animal’s flesh alive.

Xia Hong looked down at Xia Che, looked at the people under the city wall, listened to the curses, and laughed sinisterly.

"Hahaha, you fools dare to rebel, I will kill you all."

"Where is my Wang Heng? Let my Wang Heng kill them all."

At this point, Xia Hong still wanted to drag Shen Jinmo to death with him.

Shen Jinmo, who made him lose everything, should die with him.

"Shen Jinmo is a traitor. Push Shen Jinmo out."

"Shen Jinmo is a traitor. Shen Jinmo must die."

A pill was popped into Xia Hong's mouth, his wild laughter stopped, and Xia Hong's mouth opened and closed repeatedly.

A torture pillar was pushed onto the city wall by the imperial guards, and hanging on it with a rope was Shen Jinmo, who was dressed in a black robe.

Shen Jinmo had never thought that he could become invisible at this moment.

This treacherous minister should be hung on the judgment seat of the people and be tried together with the tyrant emperor.

With a voice identical to Xia Hong's, he read out the edict of repentance and restoration over and over again, making sure that everyone who appeared under the palace wall today could hear it clearly.

"I am Xia Hong, the second emperor of Great Xia. I have been in office for more than ten years and have committed countless crimes. I now announce to the world that I will return the throne to the previous emperor's crown prince Xia Che."

"Using his own son as bait, he colluded with the court officials to buy people's hearts."

"Because of jealousy and hatred, he killed his brother and took his sister-in-law, so that he could seize power."

"He seized the throne from his nephew and, in the name of kindness, trampled upon his legitimate heirs."

"Killing loyal ministers and good generals, destroying the pillars of the country, leaving no one to use when war breaks out."

"The Imperial Guard Department is set up to provide for the children of the rich and powerful and to hide the dirt of the mountains and rivers."

"Using the name of disaster, they collect money and fill the treasury."

"Ignore the law and order, and rule the world according to your own likes and dislikes."

"The heavy taxes and levies have made the people's livelihood difficult."

"The heavy use of treacherous and corrupt officials has led to the rampant evil both inside and outside the court, and justice has nowhere to be found."

……

As the confessions sounded on the palace walls, the justice that the people of the world wanted finally found its place.

The Lord of all nations who sits on a golden chair and wears a golden robe is the culprit that brings disaster to all nations.

The treacherous minister hanging in the air is not innocent either.

If you think about it carefully, he is just an executioner that grew out of control of the imperial power.

A horse-drawn carriage drove into the crowd, followed by several carts loaded with stones, and baskets of stones were carried to the people.

Xun Zhan took Xia Yu to the front room of the carriage, grabbed a handful of stones and handed them to Xia Yu to urge him.

"I told you to throw it for fun, so throw it now."

"Let someone else throw this head, and the one on top won't remember who gave him the pain."

Xia Yu finally lifted up the thick brim of his hat that covered most of his face and stood in the spotlight of everyone.

He is not a sinner, he is also a victim.

He doesn't need to hide himself, he can stand upright among the people in this world.

The stone in Xia Che's hand hit Xia Hong on the head. The scenes of his struggle for survival in the past echoed in his mind, but Xia Yu had a smile on his face.

This haze was about to be broken, and Xia Yu had no reason to be unhappy.

Xun Zhan, hiding behind his cloak, held Xia Yu's hand tightly, and smiled as he looked at the people around him who were eager to try.

"Today, I have enough stones. You can vent your hatred and resentment as much as you want."

After these words were spoken, these people who hated Xia Hong to the core began to swarm towards where the basket was.

A sharp sleeve arrow shot out before the people's stones, landed under the reins swaying in the wind, and shot down the treacherous minister who was hanging in the air.

Enough, enough of everything.

His husband shouldn't suffer any more harm.

His husband didn't feel any pain, but he had promised him that he wouldn't get hurt, so he had to keep his promise.

"Shen Jinmo, Shen Jinmo fell down, hang him up quickly."

Xun Zhan turned his head to look at the blue figure that was leaving against the crowd: "Let's deal with this tyrant first. Everyone in this palace hates Shen Jinmo to the core. Is it possible that he can still get away?"

"Yes, yes, let's deal with this tyrant first."

Stones swarmed in, some missed, some hit the dragon throne, and some hit Xia Hong.

The pain like raindrops is not fatal, but the fine and dense pain and the humiliation from Xia Hong's eyes as an ant are not only tormenting his body but also his heart.

Xia Hong doesn't want to live anymore.

Xia Hong, who lost the freedom to open and close his lips, couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia Che, who was wearing a white shirt.

Xia Hong also did not see any joy in Xia Che's eyes.

Why was it that none of these people were happy despite their great victory?

Why is it that these people who sit at the pinnacle of power and possess all the wealth in the world don't feel at ease at all?

Since they don't love this power, why do they want to seize his throne?

Could it be that they truly love the people living under this land and are like mayflies that can be toyed with at will?

Ha ha ha ha…

Laugh silently at the dullness and stupidity of these people.

What is there to love about these people? What is there to love about these mountains and rivers?

If a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

Xia Che is stupid, and everyone in his direct lineage is stupid.

Countless stones flowed into Xia Hong's mouth and were swallowed by him.

Behind him, a hungry tiger walked out of the iron cage and kept jumping, and in front of him were the people of the world who wanted to eat him alive.

One of the hidden threads was broken by the tiger's claws, and during the shaky struggle, the dragon throne that Xia Hong had been obsessed with all his life fell outside the palace wall and shattered into pieces.

"It was God who took away his throne, and we will smash him to death."

"Smash him to death. We want to make His Royal Highness the Crown Prince our emperor."