The reborn strategist is not easy to be

The shadow moves with the sun.The sun rises to mid-heaven.The light falling on the sundial forms a straight line.Some ear-piercing "squeaks" sounded, and the heavy city gate slowly opened. Behind the city gate, six rows of imperial guards were orderly and solemn, wearing heavy armor and holding red-tasseled silver guns.Behind the imperial guards is a wide and long palace road, but in front of him is a prisoner who is incompatible with this scene.

Disheveled, haggard.In winter, I only have a ragged cotton coat on my body.The shackles on his body and the iron chains on his feet made his thin body look overwhelmed.

All the people waiting on both sides of the city gate looked at him.His expression was excited and his eyes were contemptuous.He seemed ignorant.His eyes were lowered, his face expressionless.

The imperial guards escorted the prisoner to walk out. The city gate behind him had not been completely closed, and the people could no longer hold back, and threw the rotten vegetables and rotten eggs they had prepared in their hands at the prisoner.

"Ning Xing will die badly! Beheading is cheap for you!" "Ning Xing will go to hell! Don't do harm to the world!" "It's all your fault for this Xing Xing! Die clean!"

There was an unbearable curse, as if all the pain and disasters in the world were caused by him.It seems that as long as he dies, there will be no more troubles in the world.He died... maybe it was a good thing.

Amidst the din of voices, a little bit of coolness descended one after another.White and fragile.Fall on the ground, fall on the body.On dirty and mutilated hands.

Spreading his hands slowly, the snowflakes gradually melted away without a trace.What is still visible is the ugly scarred hands, even the fingernails, which are not perfect.Never see the old days again.Who held this hand back then, and praised the sentence "Slender as jade, willing to hold your hand to the end of the world"...

"Let's go!" The leading Imperial Guard saw the prisoner stopped, and then pushed the prisoner's back and shouted.

But he suddenly turned his head and looked at the towering city wall and the majestic palace.He recalled that when he was 16 years old, he first entered Miyagi because he wanted to be his companion and accompany him, but today, he walked out of Miyagi because he wanted him to die.

He also recalled that year, when he gave up everything for him, and made an oath of eternal love—to go through fire and water, at the expense of his life...

The imperial guards had long since lost their patience, and they swung their silver spears horizontally, pointing the sharp point at him, "If you don't leave, you won't even survive the [-]:[-] o'clock!"

He turned his head, looked at the silver gun in front of him, only smiled, and sent his body to the silver gun with all his might.He heard a "pu chi", that was the sound of the silver gun entering his body.Strangely, he didn't feel much pain.Perhaps, he has already tasted the most painful thing?

Gritting his teeth and taking a half step forward, the silver spear pierced through his body.Viscous and fishy-sweet blood flowed from his mouth and chest, accompanied by snowflakes, dripping to the ground.

Consciousness gradually blurred.The scene in front of me is also getting farther and farther away.He felt suddenly relieved.Such a disgraceful life and filthy body can finally come to an end at this moment.

In the imperial city.On the tower. "Your Majesty, it's very windy here, we'd better go back earlier." The head eunuch Zhou Quan advised in a low voice.

The black fur coat of Emperor Jingchao moved with the wind, and his eyes fell on the distant city gate, "Is it three quarters in the afternoon?" His voice was extremely soft and seemed extremely deep.

Zhou Quan looked at the sky and was about to answer when he saw the imperial guards coming quickly from the city tower, "report—"

Hearing this sound, the Son of Heaven clenched his hands on the city wall tightly, all the veins bulging, as if he wanted to pinch the top of the city wall.

The imperial guard said, "Report to Your Majesty, the prisoner returned at [-] o'clock in the afternoon and committed suicide in front of the Meridian Gate."