The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Behind them, the princelings came out one by one, also reluctantly, reading the crimes they wrote to impeach Xu Jie.

These crimes, which are similar but not different, are all about how Xu Jie was corrupt, how he cheated, how he failed the grace of God, how he was a fish and meat village, and how he was hypocritical and deceiving.

The so-called know you best, is the people around you.

Even Yan Song didn't know about some crimes, but they were all kicked out by the princeling's own people, and Xu Jie's crimes were turned upside down.

The discussions of the surrounding people became more and more heated.

"Huh? So Xu Jie is so dark?"

"He died once, it's really not injustice!"

"Damn! I was deceived by him before, and I scolded Mr. Yan Ge after him!"

"Looking at it this way, Xu Jie is the biggest villain in the court!"

"Immortality is not enough for civilians to be angry."

Luo Wanhua heard that a princeling sued Xu Jie for cheating in the imperial examination, manipulating the imperial examination, and deliberately suppressing him. This grievance finally came to light, and he was moved to tears.

Finally, my grievances were finally cleared up.

Xu Jie is finally about to get a just verdict.

The common people were very angry when they heard this, and threw the rotten eggs and vegetable leaves in their hands to Xu Jie and his son.

The three of Xu Jie were beaten all over their faces by the rotten eggs, the smell was unbearable, but they couldn't dodge, they could only scream.

At this time, Xu Jie felt nothing more sorrowful than dying of heart.

He glanced at Yan Song, and suddenly understood why Yan Song did this.

He Yan Song not only wanted his own life, but also ruined his own reputation.

Now, Yan Song's goal has been achieved.

He, Xu Jie, has now become a treacherous official known to the world, and the truth has become clear. Even if the emperor immediately pardons him at this time, he, Xu Jie, will no longer be able to gain a foothold in the court.

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Xu Jie yelled in his heart, can I just die right away?

Please don't be so cruel.

But having said that, life is worse than death, Xu Jie still has the last hope.

That is the prince!

He firmly believes that the prince is still working hard in the palace, which will definitely bring him a chance of life.

Yan Song looked up at the sky, and saw that the time had already reached three quarters in the afternoon.

Yan Song and Bao Zheng looked at each other.

"Master Bao, it's almost time."

Bao Zheng nodded: "I also ask Mr. Yan Ge to order the execution!"

The three of Xu Jie, father and son, were terrified, and Xu Er was so frightened that he peed his pants and wailed, "Don't, don't!"

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Yan Song stood up slowly.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of galloping war horses in the distance!

There was only a loud shout: "Keep people under the knife! Keep people under the knife!"

Bao Zheng was startled.

Could it be that, as the rumors said, the crown prince went to the palace to personally beg the emperor, and the emperor changed his mind?

If so, wouldn't Bao Zheng's previous judgments like a god, with a stern and selfless face, be in vain?

Bao Zheng was naturally unwilling to see this situation.

Xu Jie and the others were extremely pleasantly surprised, their eyes were full of little stars, twinkling and twinkling.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there is another village in the dark and bright!

Could it be that the emperor really changed his mind?

They looked the way they had come.

I only heard a flying horse coming at a high speed, and it was none other than Prince Zhu Zaihou!

At this time, Zhu Zaihou came galloping on horseback with an incomparable arrogance on his face.

In his hand, he held a bright yellow imperial decree!

It was when he knelt in Xiyuan for half the night that he moved Jiajing and obtained a new imperial edict.

The appearance of the prince, like a thunderstorm in summer, shocked everyone.

Those princelings, like wolves who smelled the smell of sheep, began to move around, showing their majesty.

They giggled, looked at the execution ground triumphantly, and talked a lot.