After the first fool

Chapter 161 Meridian Gate Execution
Mo Xiaoran spent a whole day observing the topography of the Meridian Gate. This is an open place outside the imperial city, surrounded by mountains on both sides, the environment is beautiful and dusty, and there is almost no shelter in a radius of [-] meters. The yellow sandy land is not an easy place to hide. In the center, there is a simple wooden platform. Once the officials who are sentenced to beheaded will be brought here, and the people are not allowed to watch, in order to avoid riots.

Mo Xiaoran walked around the entire Xingtai several times, but did not find a place that could be more successful in a sneak attack. She frowned tightly and looked around again. There were only two mountain peaks closest to her. Mo Xiaoran was heartbroken. , simply climbed up the mountain road, and at the edge of the mountainside, tried the hardness of the soil and the height from the execution ground, and nodded secretly.

Pulling Rueqing out of her riding boots, the blade made a mark on a big tree, and then Mo Xiaoran returned to the imperial city, and went to the shop to buy a ten-meter-long hemp rope. Thank you from the bottom of your heart for the physics you have learned. When the preparations are completely completed, the sun has set and the afterglow of the sky has burned the entire sky.

Mo Xiaoran yawned, feeling that all her bones were screaming and aching, she moved her shoulders unconsciously, went back to the inn, washed up, and fell asleep, for tomorrow's tough battle, she had to take care of herself. Even in sleep, the dagger was placed within easy reach of her.

The next day, at dawn, all the cell bosses in the sky prison gathered in the open space outside the prison, and the servant of the criminal department led the bodyguards to pick up the condemned prisoner, "I want to pick up Mo Qing, and get him out immediately. "

There was a bit of complacency in the words, the people in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs had always had a bad relationship with Mo Qing, and he often mentioned a few words in front of Bai Zixu, which caused the entire Ministry of Criminal Justice to complain, but now?Feng Shui took turns, he was sitting on a steed, waiting to help him put on the shackles with his own hands, and send him to die.

This is fate.

Mo Qing was pushed out by two prison chiefs on his shoulders, and took off his court clothes. He was not muscular and slightly obese. He was wearing a dark gray prison uniform with huge prison characters written on the back. conspicuous.

"Hey, Master Xiang, I haven't seen you in three days. You seem to have lost a lot of weight." The servant of the punishment department turned over and jumped off the horse, and waved his hands back. Immediately, a guard handed over the wooden shackles to him, and put them on the pads with his hands. , he raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's really heavy, I don't know if Xiangye's body can withstand it."

Mo Qing kept his head down, allowing him to be taunted. At this time, he was not the prime minister who was trusted by Bai Zixu, but just a prisoner. The sun cast deep and shallow shadows on his face, and his back was bent. He looked like an old man who was eating and drinking, and even his waist could no longer straighten up.

"Why, isn't Mr. Xiang always eloquent? So silent today?" The servant of the Ministry of punishment teased, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, "People are dying, you say you, don't say more, Do you want to stay in the underworld and tell the ghosts?"

Mo Qing's body trembled slightly, and a little humiliation appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay," the servant of the Ministry of Punishment accepted as soon as he saw it. He didn't want to pick on the prime minister, so as not to cause any trouble. He shook the shackles in his hands and squinted at the prime minister: "Mr. Xiang, excuse me."

After all, he put the shackles on him directly, two wooden planks pinched Mo Qing's neck, closed his fists with both hands, pressed against his chin, his posture was a bit weird, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment pushed him, and growled in a cold voice: "Why don't you leave soon? What are you doing?"

Mo Qing bit his lip tightly, and did not complain about his atrocities. The guards surrounded him and escorted him from the sky prison to the outside of the imperial city. Along the way, he walked on remote paths, hardly any people were seen, and It can be regarded as Bai Zixu's grace to Mo Qing, which can make him walk with dignity.

The servant of the punishment department sat on the horse, humming songs non-stop, in a very happy mood, and satirized Mo Qing from time to time.

Mo Qing knew very well that if he talked back, he would just turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear. His black cloth shoes were rubbing against the dirt, and his toes were even protruding from his head. ?

Mo Xiaoran hid in the middle of the mountain on the left side of the execution ground, with a hemp rope tied around her waist. The rope tightly strangled her body. She moved a few times, but it didn't affect her. The jump from here was at least nine meters. Xiao Ran was once again thankful that she didn't have a fear of heights, took a deep breath, and focused on the movement below.

One hour before noon, there were mighty soldiers coming from the front, the sound of horseshoes was deafening, and dust was flying all over the sky. Mo Xiaoran took a closer look, and it seemed that they were soldiers under the command of the nine admirals who came to maintain order in the execution ground. There were nearly 100 people, and it was dark from a distance. They turned over and stood around Xingtai, forming a square, enclosing Xingtai.

Mo Xiaoran tightened the dagger in her hand. For this execution, there were quite a few people sent by the imperial court. Her palms were sweating coldly due to nervousness. She let out a light breath to calm down her slightly uneasy mood.

If she goes in single-handedly, I'm afraid she will be hacked to death with knives, right?Mo Xiaoran was thinking wildly, hoping that their attention would not be focused on the sky, which would give her a chance to make a sneak attack. Looking at the opposite mountain peak, Mo Xiaoran had already figured out the route to leave. Can succeed in one hit!
If it fails, she has absolutely no possibility of escaping.

Just looking at the ants-like black crowd under her feet, her scalp began to tingle.

"God bless." Mo Xiaoran closed her eyes, and made a sign of the cross on her chest, hoping that God would bless her and escape successfully.

As time passed by, Mo Xiaoran's nerves also became tense, cold sweat fell down her forehead rapidly, she had wiped it several times, and tightened the dagger in her hand, suddenly, her eyes froze. Liang, I saw a row of guards wearing armor and approaching from a distance. There were not many people, only about a dozen people. The man in the front was wearing a third-rank court uniform and sitting high on a horse. Behind him, the guards formed a circle. surrounded by a circle, and Mo Qing's figure was inside that circle.

Mo Xiaoran swallowed unnaturally, her heart was beating fast, she was nervous and bumpy.

Although she has done the thing of winning more with less, it was the first time she met someone with such a huge disparity in strength, but she had no way out at all. As the person who took over this body halfway, she had to replace Mo Xiao Ran, do what a daughter should do!

At least not to let her father die under her nose, this is Mo Xiaoran's principle.

For this reason, even if she would break into this dragon's pool and tiger's lair alone, she would not hesitate.

The servant of the punishment department brought the criminal to Xingtai. Today he is the official in charge of the execution. He turned over and pulled the hemp rope on the shackles, like dragging a dead dog, and walked up to Xingtai step by step. Mo Qing's lower body was dragged by him. Staggering, a little unsteady, almost fell several times.

The servant of the criminal department pursed his lips and smiled, and pulled his arm forward. Mo Qing subconsciously fell on the Xingtai with a plop due to inertia, his knees rubbed against the wooden board, and the sawdust pierced deeply into his flesh.

"Master Xiang, don't blame me for being cruel." The servant of the Ministry of Punishment glanced at the blood streaming from Mo Qing's knee, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not being clean. If you were caught by those barbarians, even the emperor will not be able to protect you this time."

The sinister smile at the corner of his mouth was particularly eye-catching, Mo Qing's body trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed unconsciously because of the pain.

"Come here, remove the prisoner's shackles." The servant of the Ministry of Punishment said loudly, and immediately a guard stepped forward and took off the shackles with a clang.

With his muscular upper body naked and a coldly wiped knife under his arm, the executioner walked towards Xingtai with blunt steps, stopped behind Mo Qing, turned his wrist, and the blade reflected even more There was a dazzling white halo.

"Master Xiang, let's wait a little longer, it's not time yet." The servant of the Ministry of Punishment lifted up his court clothes, sat on the ground, and smiled straight at Mo Qing. The sun was scorching hot, he couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his brows and eyes, and he couldn't help sighing: "The weather is really nice, Mr. Xiang, you should take a closer look, in case you get below, it's pitch black , I can’t see anything, can I?”

Mo Qing's hands were tied behind his back with hemp rope by the guards. He couldn't help frowning, looked at the majestic executioner behind him, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "I don't know if this knife is fast enough."

For some reason, perhaps because he knew that the deadline had come, he didn't have the slightest fear, and even had some expectations.

After so many years, he should have left a long time ago, just because he still has a little nostalgia for this world. I don't know if Shaofang is still looking forward to him, waiting for him?
Mo Qing's eyes were full of complexities, and Mo Qing straightened his back and didn't look at the servant of the Ministry of Punishment beside him, letting him babble and sarcasm in his ears.

When the time reached three o'clock in the afternoon, the servant of the criminal department lifted his robe and stood up directly from the ground, patted the dust on his hands, looked at Mo Qing who was kneeling on Xingtai, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc, "Master, Bye now."

After finishing speaking, he turned over and jumped off Xingtai. On the square wooden platform, there were only Mo Qing and the executioner.

Mo Xiaoran's nerves were tense, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she tightened the hemp rope around her waist, ready to jump down to rescue someone at any time.

The executioner picked up the wine bottle handed by the guards, raised his head and took a few sips, then spit it out on the big white knife with a puff, splashing water everywhere, he shook his head, shaking the water droplets on his face He fell to the ground, and then, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he held his breath and waited for the servant of the Ministry of Punishment who was the law enforcement officer.

Mo Qing closed his eyes slowly, no pain could be seen on his face, instead there was a sense of relief, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment couldn't stop looking up at the sky, and then, at three o'clock in the afternoon, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and he ordered coldly: "Execution--"

The executioner slowly raised the big knife, every movement seemed to be frozen, Mo Xiaoran's eyes widened suddenly, and she quickly stepped back a few meters, looking at the white light constantly shining below the knife blade, her heart sank , pursing the line of her lips tightly, concentrating all her strength on her legs.

approach--
jump--
The wind whizzed past her ears, Mo Xiaoran's petite body jumped down from the air, and then fell quickly like a meteorite, holding the hemp rope tightly in one hand, and the dagger in the other hand, her waist and limbs were strangled so painfully, As if she was about to be chopped off at the waist, the strong wind blowing towards her face shook her cheeks up and down.

The black shadow falling from the top of the head caused everyone present to raise their heads, only to see a black shadow swiftly passing by in the field of vision, and then landed precisely on Xingtai, and Mo Xiaoran kicked her legs across The wooden board wanted to stabilize her body, but the huge impact caused her to knock the executioner into the air. She let go of the hemp rope and grabbed Mo Qing's collar.

"Come on!"

(End of this chapter)