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"Speak wild words! Haven't apologized to the general yet!" Zhao Chunhua pointed at Zhang He and reprimanded him.

"The general was wronged by you, a thief!"

The crowd was furious, but Zhang He looked at the crowd coldly like a rock standing in the raging sea, and said with a sneer, "You want to rebel? For a dying person?"

Everyone seemed to be strangled by Qi Qi, daring to speak out, staring at Zhang He.

Zhang He's face turned cold, he flicked his sleeves and shouted angrily: "You are so courageous!"

Snapped.

Qian Dazhuang was afraid of his majesty, he could no longer hold the big knife in his hand, and fell to the ground.Then, someone beside him threw away his sword, and was so frightened that he fell silent.

"It's okay for you to die, and I will not stop you from being loyal to your general. But you will turn from meritorious ministers to rebels. Waiting for your family members to return to their hometowns, your heads will fall. You have worked hard for more than ten years. The rich future you have worked so hard to obtain will also leave you because of the stigma of being a traitor." Zhang He described the consequences in a calm tone, glanced at the pale-faced people, and laughed softly, "What? Are you afraid? "

thump.Someone got down on their knees.

Then people with trembling legs knelt down one after another until only Shen Yan with red eyes and Zhang He with hands behind his back and smiling were left standing.

They are afraid.I am afraid that if I work hard for half my life, I can finally give my child's wife and elderly parents a good life, but I will bear the name of a thief.They hated Zhang He, but they were terribly afraid of Zhang He, the virtuous one.

Zhang He, who holds the festival, said they were rebels, they were rebels, and said they were thieves, they were thieves.You can sacrifice your life for righteousness, but if it is the will of the emperor... what should you do?

"Hahahahahaha..." Zhang He smiled with satisfaction, and said in a deep voice, "I heard that your general is traitorous, is there such a thing?"

The people kneeling beside Shen Yan all lowered their heads, blushing, and no one dared to speak.

Zhang He snorted coldly: "Whoever can come forward to testify, I will spare him the death penalty, and reward him for his merits, no less!"

Everyone still lowered their heads, just peeking at Shen Yan with a slightly pale face from the corner of his eye.

Shen Yan laughed and said angrily: "Zhang He, they are my brothers who were born and died. Do you think they will come to frame me with such a lure like you? I believe they will not!"

Zhang He didn't take it seriously, but his expression became colder: "Really? Let me ask again, if no one testifies, the people present, wives, children, old and young... I can't guarantee that I will live until tomorrow!"

"You—" Shen Yan gritted his teeth angrily.

Sweat was already dripping from Qian Dazhuang's forehead. He thought of his blind mother, his eight-year-old son, and his family's five-generation single heir...

Not only Qian Dazhuang was alone, but Zhao Chunhua also thought of his newly married wife and brother who had a broken leg...

There were also a few school lieutenants who had just become fathers, trembling all over, startled and frightened.

After a long while, those kneeling people finally picked up the dropped knives tremblingly and stood up. They gathered around and surrounded the general who had led them to kill the Huns and was finally framed and convicted of adultery by the traitors. middle.

Some people pointed at him and scolded him for his sins with women, some gestured with knives and said that his achievements were fake, some people spat at him excitedly, and they said that he had never killed the Huns, that he was greedy for Mexican military pay, and that he intended to They completely forgot about the rebellion. Just a moment ago, they knelt on the ground and praised him as Gong Gai Wei Huo, the commander who is most sympathetic to his brothers, and a great hero admired by all the people in the world.

"I'll give evidence! He robbed civilian girls at the border!"

"I, I will also give evidence! He is greedy for the rewards of the ink soldiers, and he will pay us back!"

"Yes! I will prove it too! He didn't kill the Huns at all! It was the Huns who retreated!"

"I testify that he intends to rebel..."

"I testify that he invaded the field..."

"I will testify..."

Shen Yan was silent.In front of the soldiers he loved so much, under the scolding and accusations of everyone, he seemed to be ten years older at that moment, and even a few wrinkles were found on his youthful face, which could be said to be scheming.He lowered his head, his head lowered lower and lower, he hunched his back among his trusted subordinates, and bent his waist in the noisy and flying saliva.

In the end, even Shanyu, who had killed the Huns, could not let him bend over. The general, who made the foreigners fearful, bent his spine, bent his legs, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

All the soldiers who respected and loved him became even more excited. The stuttering and guilt and sadness at the beginning became smooth and easy, as if he really admitted the accusations in their mouths, admitted that he was such a heinous slave, and admitted all speculation and slander.

Then they taunted him with peace of mind and justice, attacked him with the most vicious and fearful words, and hit his softest fatal point with the sharpest language. At this time, they learned how to use public opinion to confess without a teacher , and stood on the moral high ground and spurned him, just like when he sweated and taught them how to defeat the enemy under the scorching sun, but now the enemy has become him.

Shen Yan was forced to kowtow to confess his guilt. He finally shed tears, choked up, his thin face twitched rapidly, and shouted: "I am guilty! I am guilty! I am guilty!"

The stern voice was quickly drowned out by the chaotic reprimands and the crazed cries of the soldiers, and he was swallowed by the crowd. All of them turned into messengers of justice and wanted to give him the most terrible death penalty. The expressions on their faces It was so ferocious, presumably those enemies who died under their swords had seen it before.

The person who was kneeling on his knees and crying out for him a moment ago can turn his head and become the person who demanded his execution. Shen Yan said that he believed in the soldiers, but the person he trusted wanted to put him to death.

"Haha, I just like to watch this kind of drama. I like to watch teachers and students kill each other. I like to watch proud people being broken by things he cares about. People with integrity are broken by villains. Delightful things!" Zhang He laughed heartily.

They kept saying that they loved their general, and they really loved their general deeply. It was just some false words and impossible threats, which could make these hypocritical people take off their masks and whip their heroes.

"I didn't make a move from the beginning to the end, I just said a few words. If the general wants to hate, he should hate these people instead of me." Zhang He looked at Shen Yan who was knocked down to the ground with fists and kicks, and smiled faintly.

At the end, there was nothing new, and Zhang He just felt that it was boring.

With his hands behind his back, he walked down the Xuanwu Terrace slowly, and murmured to himself: "I know that those who are good at using people will be used by others sooner or later, and those who are good at killing people with a knife will be chopped down by the knife sooner or later, but I don't care. At this point, it is impossible for me to kneel down and plead guilty like the general. I will kill them before they react. This is the difference between a gentleman and a villain. I am a villain, so I have a way to be ruthless, and he It's a gentleman, he can't."

He turned his head to look at the chaotic Xuanwu Terrace, a sarcasm smile slowly formed on the corner of his lips, he took the knot of support, and calmly walked through the mighty [-] blood-bathed soldiers.

On August 12th, 30th year of Zhengping, General Shen Yan was convicted of more than [-] serious crimes, and Zhang He, the censor, was in charge of ransacking his home and beheading him.

On August 12th of the [-]th year of Zhengping, the emperor appointed Zhang He, the imperial historian, as prime minister. Since then, Zhang He's power has overshadowed the sky.

Chapter 115 Extra Story [-]

When Ming An found Song Zhi, Song Zhi was hiding beside Song Fang's tomb.The soldiers and horses of the rebels from the Northland were chasing down the alien party nearby, and Ming An had no choice but to escape to the vicinity here.It's just that it was a blessing in disguise, and I really met Song Zhi.

"My son! It's me, Ming An!" Song Zhi mistook Ming An for a bandit soldier, and ran away when he saw the shadow.

Ming An chased after him, and shouted in a low voice: "Young lady, don't run away! It's me!"

Song Zhi was in a daze, she only knew to run away, but she didn't expect someone to catch up to her, she didn't have the strength to run away, she was going to smash the jar and throw herself to death.Unexpectedly, it was Ming An who was dressed as a bandit soldier from the Northland, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Marquis of Ming Zhong!"

"My son, are you okay?" Ming An saw that her face was pale, because she had suffered some flesh wounds during the escape, and stood still a few steps before her with concern.

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