Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

The witnesses and material evidence are all in the Ministry of Criminal Justice quickly reached a conclusion on the case of King Chu's treason. There is no Empress Dowager Qian who is particularly kind behind Han Xinchen. , but Emperor Zhengying was obviously ruthless this time, and with a swipe of a pen, he wanted to push him out of the Meridian Gate and behead him.In the hundreds of years of the Yan Dynasty, Prince Chu, the prince who was pulled out to beheaded, set a precedent.

No matter what Han Xinchen said, he was also of the orthodox royal blood, and doing so was not equivalent to rounding his arms and hitting his face.The ministers were also shocked when they heard the news, thinking that they might be involved in it, killing the lives of the whole family in vain, they could only shake their heads and sigh: "Looking at the gentle and kind emperor, he is more decisive and ruthless than anyone else in his bones." Li, I'm afraid it's not easy to be an official under him!"

Compared with the amazement of all the officials, Han Xinchen, who was squatting in the prison, was much calmer after learning the news. He sat cross-legged on the dilapidated wooden bed and looked up at the busy Sumerians at the table.He has been coming every day since last time, and he doesn't talk about old things or promises. He just said that he prepared those meals again today, and saw some rare things when he went out.Han Xinchen reckoned that he should have known it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Even if I die, Jiangdong's power is still there. The emperor wants to kill chickens and monkeys, so that he can calm down where he can't reach for a while! What's more, my mother back then She said a lot of bad things about the Empress Dowager Qian in front of her father, and the old woman is holding a grudge! She will never persuade the emperor to spare my life. Wan Yan, when my head falls to the ground, you should go out and buy it. Two firecrackers came back to celebrate."

Su Guanyan acted as if she couldn't hear his sarcasm, so she arranged the food on her own, and said with a light smile, "My lord, are you hot? I'll go to the jailer and bring you some warm water to wipe your body. When the food is ready, you go first." Eating!" After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and left, the moment when her eyes were red did not seem to be seen by him.

On the day of the execution, it was cloudy for several days, and the wind was blowing "swirly", and finally it looked a little autumnal.A simple shed was temporarily erected on the execution platform, surrounded by white juan on all sides.The execution ground was full of people inside and outside, some regretted it, some hated it, and some just watched the excitement.A lot of officials have arrived, and all of them have different expressions.

Han Xinchen walked up to the execution platform by himself. He was not tied by ropes, and his appearance was clean without any panic. He wore a high crown and tied his hair, and was dressed in a fine dress more imposing than the officials at all levels on the high platform. He didn't look like a death row prisoner.The executioner was also respectful to him, and invited him into the shed, separated by Bai Juan, only a few shadows could be seen outside. "It's so beautiful when you're dying, it really is that people are more angry than people." "A dead ghost has to show off!" His own family was skinned by him.

There was still a while before the time of beheading, and there was a commotion in the crowd below. Someone dressed in mourning clothes and walked slowly under the execution platform with a white porcelain jug in his hand.

Lifting his face, the person who came had a pair of almond-like eyes: "My lord, Guanyan promised you that if you go to the guillotine in the future, I will see you off."

A glass of sake was pushed under the curtain of Bai Juan, and Han Xinchen reached out to take the wine glass in through the gap. Before drinking the wine, he was seventy percent drunk, his heart was empty, and the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.Prince Chu thought that he was not afraid of death if he had nothing to love, but when it came to this day, he suddenly realized that he was just a young man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Whether it is good or bad has nothing to do with bibimbap.

After drinking the wine in one gulp, Han Xinchen threw the wine glass heavily on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Master Chu, please come back! From now on, we will owe nothing to each other!"

It was almost time, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment waved his hand to signal the guards to drag the family away. Su Guanyan, who was already sobbing, held onto the edge of the platform with both hands and shook his head stubbornly.

The shadow on the sundial will coincide with the mark of noon, and the red lottery will be thrown to the ground.

"Execution!" As soon as the words fell, the bright red blood splattered and stained Bai Juan red.Su Guanyan was squeezed in the crowd and lost his strength, partly regretful, partly hated, partly heartbroken.

"Young Master! Young Master!" Xiao Zhe hugged the man who was a head taller than him, and squeezed desperately out of the crowd: "If you faint here, you will be trampled to death!"

"Go back to Jinyang Mansion! Let's go back." Su Guanyan's eyes were blank, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiao Zhe's sleeve and repeated in a murmur: "I promised him, let's go back and go back to the palace to watch him come back."

"He can't come back! He's dead!" Xiao Zhe threw Su Wanyan away fiercely, and the eyes of the person who had always been numb also turned red: "He's dead!"

Su Guanyan seemed to be bewitched, and went back to Jinyang Mansion noisily without a day off. Jiang Chongqin treated this chess piece fairly well. Not only did he not detain Dadu, but he specially arranged a carriage to take him back. gift him.

The person in the painting is very similar to Han Xinchen, with flying eyebrows, a black robe trimmed with silver thread, and a black spear in his hand, which looks very heroic. As a compliment, "Achu" was written crookedly.

"So he is Ah Chu." Su Guanyan lowered her eyes and carefully rolled up the painting.

All kindness and resentment arose because of him, but that person didn't know where his soul returned.

The author has something to say:

If you like BE, stop here, you can pretend that Prince Chu is really dead, and the Sumerians will return to the old mansion to wait for him forever!

Xiaohe is his real mother, and the HE will start next!