Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 849 The Death of Ren Li
As the words fell, Ah Su stood up and cupped his hands at Zhou Xuan.

However, Zhou Xuan didn't dare to look back at all, because he obviously felt that after he finished speaking, there were two unkind eyes staring at him closely behind his back.

Ah Suo walked up to the high platform and stood in front of Ren Li. Afterwards, the officers escorting Ren Li removed the black cloth from his head.

However, looking at Ren Li in front of him, Ah Su frowned.

Because he found that Ren Li didn't seem to be awake, and when he got close, he could even hear his slight snoring...

On this occasion, he actually fell asleep? !

No, not right!

A Su frowned, bent down to take a closer look, and found that Ren Li's state did not seem to be falling asleep, but more like a coma.

Taking a closer look, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

So, Ah Su straightened up, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, it turned out that he was drunk...

Die in a half-dream and half-awake like this, it's cheap for him!

However, since the person is still alive and can cut him with his hands, there is no big problem.

He nodded in the direction of the high platform, indicating that he had experienced people and there was no problem, so Zhou Xuan stood up, asked for the imperial decree, and read it aloud in front of all the people present.

At the same time, Zhang Min, who was sitting by the side, had a complicated look on his face.

Last time, he and Ren Li collected Zhang Fu's body together, and now, it was the same scene, except that he and Zhu Yi were together to collect Ren Li's body.

A strange thought flashed through my mind, I don't know who it will be in the future, to collect the body for him...

Shaking his head, putting this thought behind him, Zhang Min looked at Ren Li on the high platform from a distance, and said thoughtfully.

"My lord, I heard that you went to the Imperial Prison the day before yesterday and met Ren Li?"

Jin Yiwei's manpower is mixed, even after several rounds of cleaning, there is still a lot of news that cannot be hidden.

What's more, when Zhu Yi went, although he went in a low-key way, he didn't intentionally deceive others, so with the ability of the British government, it was not difficult to find out that he had been to the Imperial Prison.

Of course, since Zhu Yi dared to let others know, she naturally prepared her speeches early on.

"Well, after the decree of Ren Li's judgment came down, the Holy Mother called me and Concubine Jiao into the palace. The Holy Mother was very sorry for Ren Li's current fate. In words, she valued Ren Li's past achievements very much. Therefore, she The old man specially ordered me to go to the Imperial Prison to see if Ren Li had any last wishes and to fulfill them as much as possible."

This explanation is not perfect, but it can be explained, and more importantly, Zhu Yi buried a hidden button in it.

Sure enough, after hearing this explanation, Zhang Min frowned first, then, as if thinking of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked.

"You just said that the Holy Mother... regrets Ren Li's death?"

Zhu Yi nodded, pretending to be surprised.

"Okay, what's wrong with that?"

Of course there is a problem!
Zhang Min's face darkened, and he thought through a lot of things at once.

You must know that Ren Li is a foreign minister, and the Virgin is in the palace, so she has very little contact with Ren Li. Even if she knows that he is the pillar of the nobles in the court, it is not necessary to express regret.

When Zhang Fu died, the Holy Mother didn't show anything...

Especially today's Ren Li has no use value. At this time, the Holy Mother still favors him, which can only show that the relationship between them is very deep.

Therefore, Zhang Xiang suddenly recalled all kinds of past events. If he remembered correctly, when Ren Li was first reused, it was precisely the time when the British government had a rift because of Hui Changbo.

He didn't realize it at the time, but now that he thought about it, many things had already been foreshadowed.

For example, Ren Li obviously has no foundation in the capital, so why would he dare to make small moves behind the scenes while relying on the British government.

Another example is that Jiao Jing always seems to help Ren Li intentionally or unintentionally when discussing matters...

Usually, he didn't think much about these things, but when he recalled them now, he felt suspicious everywhere.

Originally, he still felt guilty for joining forces to harm Ren Li, but now it seems that from the very beginning, this Ren Li has no good intentions.

On the one hand, he tricked himself into entrusting him with trust and supporting him to take charge of the military government. On the other hand, he secretly colluded with the Queen Mother Sun to seize the power of the British government.

To put it bluntly, what he and Zhang Fu thought was that this person had no connections in Beijing and was easy to manipulate, and could only rely on Ren Li from the British government. In fact, he had already found a big tree.

damn it!
Why didn't he realize that Ren Li was such a duplicitous person!
Looking up at the execution platform not far away, A Suo had already drawn out his long knife, the wind was moving, and raindrops began to fall faintly, hitting the cold blade of the long knife, shining brightly.

The trace of melancholy that Zhang Min originally had in his heart disappeared at this moment, and he sneered.

"Our Lady is truly merciful."

"However, as far as I know, when the Duke entered the prison, he didn't take the Holy Mother's edict, did he?"

Of course, Zhang Min is not so easy to fool.

After experiencing Zhang Fu's death and a series of turmoil in court, he is no longer the Zhang Erye who was eager for quick success and could be coaxed casually.

Zhu Yi's expression was as calm as ever, and she asked back.

"If my nephew remembers correctly, before the third master was beheaded, the second master also went to the prison to see the third master. Isn't there no edict?"

"Now that the handling of Ren Li has ended, and the emperor has not issued a decree not to allow visits, even if he is in prison, it is not difficult to see him."

Zhang Min turned around and stared fixedly at Zhu Yi. After a while, his expression was a bit complicated, and he said.

"It seems that every mansion and family has underestimated the Duke of the State. The background of the Duke of Cheng's Mansion is probably far more than what the Lord of the Kingdom showed before."

Zhu Yi smiled, but didn't deny it, just said lightly.

"It's natural to take out what's useful, but why take out what's not needed?"

Zhang Min was silent and sighed softly.

Of course he understood what Zhu Yi meant. The generations of aristocratic families, especially the top mansions like the British government and the Chengguo government, naturally had more than just so-called rare treasures or connections on the surface.

There are all kinds of friendships, secrets, and even past secrets hidden underneath, the kindness that is given at will, and all kinds of connections, which are simply too numerous to count.

Naturally, the British government also has these backgrounds, but some of them are used less frequently. Before the case of Zhennan Wang, in order to save Chen Mao, and the case of the mission to meet Zhang Fu, the British government’s cards were constantly exposed. , in Jinyiwei's background, it has almost been consumed.

But obviously, the background of Cheng Guogong's mansion is still...

As for Zhu Yi's meaning, Zhang Yu also understood that for the former Duke of Chengguo, the restoration of the title was the most important thing, and although these details were all there, they were of no use to the restoration of the title.

No matter how many friendships and favors there are, they can only do small things, and they are useless to such a big event as Fujue, so Zhu Yi naturally hid it.

As for now, the title has been restored, and Cheng Guogong's mansion is qualified to step into the court battle again, so these deep accumulations should naturally play a role.

Zhang Min shook his head lightly, looked into the distance thoughtfully, and said.

"It seems that this time, Nanzhen Fusi will have more innocent souls!"

In addition to the seventeen guards in Jinyiwei, there are Nanbei Zhenfusi under it. The Beizhen Fusi is well-known and specializes in prisons. But for Jinyiwei, the Nanzhen Fusi, who is in charge of military discipline and punishment, is the real person. Ghost hell.

Zhang Yu didn't believe that he could find out such a thing, and the commander of Jin Yiwei would not notice it.

Hearing these words, Zhu Yi's expression changed slightly, but in the end, she just opened her mouth and said.

"Being favored by others and doing things for others is a matter of course. The debt of favor in this world is the most difficult to repay, and it is common to pay with your life."

"What's more, Duke Cheng's mansion never treats meritorious people badly. How can it not be worthwhile to exchange one's life for the whole family to live in peace and stability?"

"That's right, one person can exchange a family for a stable life, that's something that many people can't ask for."

Zhang Min nodded, his tone very calm.

"However, if the chess piece is used, it has to play some role. I just don't know, is the Duke's chess piece worth the cost?"

"value!"

This time, without hesitation, Zhu Yi looked at Zhang Min and smiled.

"It's worth Erye letting go of his knots and giving the Ren family a way out."

Seeing this, Zhang Min squinted his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhu Yi, and after a while, turned his head away again, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Ren Li who was about to be beheaded, and said calmly.

"The Duke said it's worth it, so it's worth it!"

Seeing this situation, the smile on Zhu Yi's face became wider, she nodded slightly, and said.

"Thank you, Second Master!"

There was a chill in the execution ground, Zhou Xuan's loud voice echoed all around, Ah Suo held a long knife in his hand, and his gaze was stern, but the atmosphere of Zhu Yi and the two standing under the shed became a little more relaxed.

Watching the clepsydra next to him fall little by little, Zhang Min turned to Zhu Yi and asked.

"Speaking of which, the old man is a little curious. Ren Li is willing to offer something worthwhile for the Duke of the country. What kind of wish did he exchange for it?"

Facing this question, Zhu Yi shook her head, but did not answer directly, only said.

"Second Master will know soon..."

At this moment, dark clouds billowed in the sky, large raindrops began to fall, and a small number of people who had been watching densely, started to walk back.

It is of course a rare thing for a big man to be beheaded, but it is obviously far less important than his clothes that have not been dried yet.

After Zhou Xuan finished reading the imperial decree, the scale of the clepsydra finally reached three o'clock in the afternoon.

Sitting behind the desk table under the simple shed, Zhou Xuan looked solemn, and pulled out a lottery order that was as red as blood from the lottery holder in front of him, and threw it heavily on the ground, and a solemn voice sounded at the same time.

"At three quarters in the afternoon, according to the imperial decree, the execution will be executed!"

The fire stick touched the ground and the person's head fell, and the token fell to the ground with a slight but dull sound. At this moment, the raindrops in the sky also became hurried.

Under the execution platform, most of the people who had been onlookers had already left, but there were still a large number of people, under the eaves on both sides of Caishi Street, looking curiously at the execution platform in the distance.

As the signing order fell to the ground, Ah Su held the knife in both hands, and raised it high with a cold expression.

Although the long knife is old, it can't hide the bloody and murderous aura. Raindrops fell on the blade, making the long knife clean and clean. The cold light of the blade shone, reflecting Ren Li's old face.

cut!
Almost in an instant, the long knife fell down quickly.

A cold light flashed, and the warm and bright red blood gushed out, splashing more than ten feet high.

A stream of blood, like a scar, splashed from the corner of Aso's mouth to the corner of his eyes, making his face look extremely hideous, and staining Aso's slightly worn-out armor red.

At the same time, an old head, with wide eyes, rolled down on the execution platform...

Don't rest your eyes!

It seemed that at the moment of dying, he was wondering why he suddenly lost his body.

At the same time, Ren Li's body, which was pressed on the guillotine, twitched slightly, and immediately returned to calm.

The heavy rain poured down, mixing the gushing blood into bloody water, which flowed wantonly on the execution platform.

A Suo glanced at Ren Li, whose body and head were separated, and was about to step off the execution platform, but his eyes swept down the platform, but stood where he was.

Under the torrential rain, Aso stood on the execution platform, allowing the rain to wet his body and face. He slowly put away the long knife, but did not put it into the sheath, but inserted the long knife straight into the execution platform. On the stage, rainwater flowed over the long knife, washing away the blood that had just been contaminated, but it couldn't wash away the murderous aura that was coming to his face.

The execution has been completed, but Ah Suo has no intention of stepping down. Instead, he folds his hands and stands leaning on the knife, looking at the audience expressionlessly like a killing god.

At this moment, the pouring rain fell on the entire Caishi Street, the sky was dull, and the thick dark clouds lowered the sky, pressing down on everyone's heart as if they were within reach.

The onlookers had already gone to hide from the rain, and the sound of the rain covered up all the noise.

In front of the quiet street, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, holding a thick hemp rope in his hand, and a simple two-wheeled scooter tied to both ends of the rope, came slowly step by step.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky in a hurry, hitting the young man's pale face. He was dressed in a blue-robed Confucian shirt, covered with white plain clothes, and tied up his hair crown with a green wooden hairpin. Already drenched, but the steps are still slow and firm.

Even though the sight was blurred by the heavy rain, everyone who saw the young man could still feel the difficulty of every step he took. It seemed that the young man was enduring great pain every time he took a step forward.

If it wasn't for the heavy rain at this moment, they would definitely be able to see that the sweat on the young man's forehead kept rolling down, the sweat mixed with the rain, dripping from his face, falling on the ground, blending into the rainstorm, and forming a determined figure of the young man .

The heavy rain renders the sky and the earth into a gray ink painting, which is quiet and beautiful.

The imperial court officials in scarlet robes and honorable ministers sit under the shed, and the scattered officers and soldiers stand awe-inspiringly, forming the blurred background of this ink painting.

In the center of the picture scroll, blood and water flowed across the execution platform. The old man's body was still lying on the platform, but his head with wide-eyed eyes rolled to the ground.

The blood-stained general in red armor stood leaning on a knife, looking murderous, just like a sculpture, standing in the torrential rain.

The pale young man dragging the cart slowly came from a corner of the picture scroll, from small to large, breaking into this gray and red world.

Step by step, the young man slowly stood still in front of the execution platform, looking up at the murderous general, his sorrowful and firm voice resounded clearly in the rainstorm.

"The eldest grandson of the Ren family, Ren Hong, came to be the grandfather..."

"Contain the bones and put them in the ground!"

(End of this chapter)