Chasing King

Since Yan Sikong killed Xie Zhongren and the eunuch party collapsed, the eunuch, who once had power over the government and the opposition, has been in Zhao prison for three years.

At first, Emperor Zhaowu didn't kill him, and even let him "provide for the aged" in prison. On the one hand, he thought that he had been serving him for many years, and he was old. On the other hand, he regarded him as one of the conditions for peace talks with Fengye. He once enjoyed the ultimate wealth in the world. Even though he was in prison, he still had a big dream of a comeback when he saw emperor Zhaowu couldn't bear to kill him. When he knew that the outside world was changing and the wolf king had entered Beijing, he thought it was impossible for him to die.

Emperor Zhaowu had to find someone to blame for his family's injustice. Besides Xie Zhongren, who else could it be.

As a result, he lived three years in Zhao prison, which can be called the first prison in the world. However, a few days after the wolf king entered the capital, he would be sentenced to the death penalty of lingchi in the western city.

On the day of execution, it was warm and windy. The huge forbidden city was full of people, and the execution ground of the western city was full of people.

Fengye sits on the main position of the prison scaffold, while Yan Sikong sits on one side. Xie Zhongren is tied to the scaffold. Along with the nine families of Xie Zhongren and Han Zhaoxing, many of them who were taken away by Emperor Zhaowu were captured by Fengye. There are as many as 600 people, including the old, the young, the women and the children.

Yan Sikong looked at the trembling death row with empty eyes, including many innocent women and children. He thought of himself, who was watching Yuanmao's separation under the execution platform, and of the more than 200 Fengs who had been wrongly killed. There was a little turbulence in his heart, and soon he became calm. Both he and Fengye learned a lesson from his ancestors and himself: to cut grass and get rid of roots.

The prison officer began to read out Xie Zhongren's accusation, which was full of blood and tears. He read it for an hour. When he read the Guangning case 20 years ago, Yan Sikong's face turned pale, holding the handrail tightly in both hands, trying to restrain the shaking of his shoulder.

Feng Ye took a look at Yan Sikong and said in a low voice, "you have finally corrected the name of general yuan."

Yan Sikong said softly, "yes Unfortunately, I'm the only one who can see it. "

"From today on, people all over the world will know that just as my father's name of loyalty and righteousness will be passed on to future generations, general yuan will be famous for hundreds of generations." Feng Ye looked at the enemy tied to the scaffold, only cold contempt in his eyes, "their spirit in heaven, is also looking at."

Yan Si read: "Dad, are you watching? You must be watching. You can finally rest in peace."

After reading the accusations, the prison officer asked Fengye whether to execute the sentence.

Fengye face no expression to grab the fire sign order, kneeling on the execution ground of hundreds of people, immediately crying. Feng Ye frowned lightly, but the hesitation was only for a moment. He tossed his hand, and the fire sign made a sound of "pa" and fell to the ground.

The line of executioners raised the ghost's sword and cut it down neatly.

The knife rose and fell, but in a flash, the blood gushed like a column, and the head rolled down.

Yan Sikong's eyes are constantly filled with the images of Yuanmao's execution. He thinks that after 20 years, it's time to blur. Now it coincides with the bloody image in front of him and becomes extremely clear.

His head and eyes were dazed, and his heart and lung seemed to be splitting.

When Xie Zhongren was tied to the scaffold, he watched his relatives and relatives separate from each other. At first, he wailed, but at last, he was numb. He watched the living people turn into corpses.

When 600 people are beheaded at one time, the execution ground is full of blood. Even if you are used to seeing the corpses on the battlefield, no one can be moved.

Feng Ye's face was tight and cold as hell's Rocha. For a long time, no one had ever created such blood in the imperial city. It can be seen that the king defeated the enemy.

He did so not only for revenge. Since he came to Beijing, there have been many officials who are not willing to give in either openly or secretly. He is also making an example to others.

When more than 600 people were killed one by one, it was Xie Zhongren's turn.

The executioner was a doctor in the Tai hospital. He had been hurt by Xie Zhongren, so he volunteered to do the dirty work.

The jailer removed Xie Zhongren's clothes and exposed his ugly body to thousands of people. Over the years, the people have suffered a lot, gnashing their teeth at him, and there have been many shouts of fighting and killing in the crowd.

The Taiyi was holding a knife as thin as silkworm leaves. He would use it to cut every inch of Xie Zhongren's skin and flesh until he died.

The first knife down, Xie Zhongren began to tremble, the whole rack is shaking violently, it shows his pain.

Yan Sikong clenched his teeth and looked at it with good eyes.

He wanted to put all the pain, remorse and fear of this Eunuch in his eyes to comfort his parents and adoptive father. He lost half his life for this day.

At first, Xie Zhongren was still fighting hard. After a few cuts, he couldn't help but scream bitterly. With a flail, he couldn't speak clearly, but he was vague and could tell it was a curse to Yan Sikong.

Feng Ye thought of his father who died in his arms and couldn't close his eyes. He was deeply in prison, tortured and humiliated by all kinds of punishment. He thought of the hardships he had suffered from running away and struggling to survive. He hated: "he's so old, I don't know how many swords he can hold.""Jin Taiyi is highly skilled." Yan Sikong said and suddenly stood up.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Sikong turns a deaf ear and suddenly steps towards the execution platform. Feng Ye frowns at him behind his back.

Yan Sikong walks up to Xie Zhongren, and he is gouged out with blood holes one after another. The scene is so bloody that people will never forget it.

Xie Zhongren reluctantly opened his red and swollen eyes and burst out deep fear and hatred from the blurred eyes.

Yan Sikong looked at him calmly: "I spent 20 years, just for this day, but no one will take revenge for you in the future, because they are all dead."

Xie Zhongren struggled violently.

Yan Sikong suddenly picked up a piece of Xie Zhongren's meat from the plate that Dr. Jin was holding. He looked at the bloody little piece of meat and said, "I swore in front of my father's grave that I would eat your meat, drink your blood, pillow your bones and sleep your skin."

Xie Zhongren stares at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong put the meat into his mouth without hesitation in front of tens of thousands of people on the execution ground.

Xie Zhongren suddenly struggled crazily, and his thin and pale face was filled with fear.

Yan Sikong chewed slowly, suffered from bouts of nausea, and said in a soft voice, "well, rotten." He suddenly grabbed the plate and threw the meat into the crowd.

In order to vent their hatred for the most traitorous official in the world, the people were angry and robbed one after another.

In the spring of the 39th year of Zhaowu, Xie Zhongren was sentenced to death in Xishi. He was sentenced to two thousand six hundred and fourteen knives, and all the people in the world applauded him.

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after Xie Zhongren died, Yan Sikong locked himself in the house for a day and a night.

He thought of everything and nothing, as if he had been pushing something for 20 years behind his back, and then it disappeared. Suddenly, he didn't know how to move forward.

He suddenly looked back on half of his life and found that he had nothing but one life. When he was young, he was also full of ambition. He thought that with his talent, he would make a name in this world. Now there is a reputation, but it's a curse, fame, reputation, a mess. His ideal and ambition are all dirt. His relatives, friends and loved ones are mostly against each other. He lives so much that he's afraid that he's not as good as a mud legged people who live and work in peace and contentment. What's left of him?

He took revenge, and then what?

Whether he was smart or not was mistaken by his intelligence. When he went to the Jedi, he found that he was extremely stupid, so why did he use the first half of his life to see through.

How could that be?

How could that be?!

He knows that this is not the time for him to feel sorry for himself. Now he has unfinished business. If he wants to save yuan Nanyu, he can't let Han Zhaoxing go. But if these two things also make him wish, what will happen later?

Is it because he needs a purpose to live?

No one in the world cares about him and needs him wholeheartedly, and he doesn't return. He is a rootless duckweed. He wants to cling to whatever he catches, but it will never last long.

He once placed his hope on Fengye, thinking that Fengye was the one he was destined to accompany for life Let's not mention it later.

There has never been a moment when he felt so strongly that he was a useless man. Once he lived for revenge, what should he do in the future?

It's ridiculous. His life is so ridiculous.

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in any case, when Yan Sikong appeared in front of people, he still didn't show his flaws. With the title of Taifu, he could move freely in Beijing, but he was always accompanied by the bodyguard sent by Fengye.

After Xie Zhongren's death, Fengye began to wipe out the people who fought against him in Beijing. They were caught, punished, and killed. For a time, they were frightened. After all, no one can resist the temptation and corruption of dictatorship, no one.

Yan Si is tied to yuan Nanyu, so he has to take the initiative to find Fengye. By the way, he persuades Fengye to be lenient, which can be regarded as a means to buy people's hearts.

Feng Ye has been busy getting rid of dissidents for days. When he saw Yan Sikong, he was dissatisfied and said, "you finally know that you have come to me on your own initiative."

"I've come to inquire about the news of Que Ji."

"Feng Guozhang has gone to be a lobbyist. There's no news today. Don't worry, Chen Kai doesn't dare to mess with que. I have his father and brothers and sisters in my hands. Even if he hopes they will all die, he can't help others in front of the world."

Yan Sikong nodded: "I heard that you have arrested a lot of people these two days."

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "I don't know how to appreciate the past. Since I want to sacrifice myself for the emperor, I will help them."

"Only those who are truly loyal can abide by the courtesies so strictly. If you kill them, you will lose the hearts of the people and do the opposite."

Feng Ye said darkly, "if we don't kill, how can we frighten the world? Only when the situation is stable, can we lay off our troops and support the people. As long as they have enough to eat, why can we not worry about the people's will."

"Now the king Qin's army is still surrounded by the outer city, waiting for you to act immorally and call on the world to attack."Feng Ye's face changed. Qin Wang Jun was the last obstacle for him to occupy the world. But this obstacle is hard to break at the moment, and one step may be lost. He pondered for a moment and said: "I'll close it first, and send someone to advise them. They'd better not toast or drink."

Yan Sikong breathes a long sigh. Fengye is in control of the capital. It seems that he has a chance to win. But his name is not Chen. How can the princes of the Chen family let the country fall into the hands of outsiders? Is there a destiny for the king to come to the world when the army besieged the city and Fengye?