The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Li Shimin issued an order, and the court was silent.

No one could say anything in such a treatment. Even if there were people who wanted to plead for mercy, they could do nothing in the face of the evidence that had been nailed to the nail.

Even the people of the Wei family did not stand up to speak, let alone others.

The expression on Wei Ting's face was nothing but sorrow.

He had known the result yesterday...

Li Shimin's eyes were grim, and he swept through the people in the hall.

"There are more than one Wei Deyun who did such a thing. At present, the others are still under interrogation. The results will be the same as today." Li Shimin said, "I will never let them go."

The ministers in the hall bowed and saluted, which was regarded as tacitly accepting this result.

Even those who had made moves behind the scenes did not dare to say a word.

The Wei family suffered heavy losses this time, which made everyone's heart hang in the air.

The result has come out, and the matter has been handled much more simply.

The dozen assassins, together with Wei Deyun's family, were all sentenced to beheading.

Dozens of people were taken to the execution ground.

The people in Chang'an City were confused when they saw this. What happened? Chang'an City had never seen such a large-scale public execution of so many criminals.

What did they do wrong? Why did they suddenly have to be beheaded in front of the people of Chang'an City?

The execution ground was surrounded by the Jinwu Guards in Chang'an City, and Hou Junji was still in charge of the execution.

Hou Junji had seen such a scene before. When he killed King Yi'an, it was similar, but the execution was not carried out in public.

Hou Junji also guessed some of the meaning. Such a big scene was made to shock other families in Chang'an City.

How many times has this happened?

"It's almost time, take the prisoners to the stage." Hou Junji said to the deputy general beside him.

The deputy general nodded and signaled to the soldiers on the sidelines.

The first ten people brought up were the assassins captured from Linying County.

After verifying their identities, the executioner behind them raised his knife and cut down the heads with an order.

Ten heads fell to the ground.

This bloody scene scared many people so much that they dared not open their eyes to watch.

"The next batch." Hou Junji looked at the execution ground expressionlessly.

Is it tragic?

He had seen scenes ten times more tragic than this on the battlefield.

With tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, wouldn't the casualties be more fierce than this one after a battle?

On the execution ground, the assassins sent by Wei Deyun were killed first. After being captured, this was the first time Wei Deyun saw them.

After all, when he sent people, he only asked people around him to pass on the message.

Now, whether they are going out to do business or passing on the message, including their wives and children, they are all here.

Wei Deyun's children were frightened by such a scene and cried loudly, shouting heartbreakingly that they didn't want to die.

"Dad, Mom, I'm scared."

"Wuwuwuwu, I don't want to die."

Wei Deyun himself was also frightened and trembling.

When he did this, he didn't expect to have such a tragic end.

I thought that even if the matter was discovered and many people participated in it, as long as they stick together, they would not lose their lives.

Even if the emperor wanted to kill them, he had to consider the influence in the court.

They are a noble family.

Can he kill them just like that?

But the reality before him shattered all his fantasies.

The emperor really dared to kill them in such a big way.

The emperor dared to offend the Wei family so much.

Even more than the Wei family.

The last group of people were Wei Deyun and his wife and children.

Wei Deyun's eyes looked into the distance, which was the direction of the palace.

At the last moment, is there still a glimmer of hope?

Can Erlang still fight for a little bit, even a tiny bit, of chance to survive in the palace?

What about the other people in the Wei family?

Can the nine branches of the Wei family speak for him for the sake of their common origin?

"Behead!"

Until he heard Hou Junji's cold voice, Wei Deyun closed his eyes in despair.

After the execution, Hou Junji got up and left. He still had to go to the palace to report to the emperor.

As for the bodies of these people, he didn't care.

The Wei family would send people to collect their bodies. This was also Hou Junji's way of leaving some room for the Wei family and not doing things too drastically.

The emperor did not order how to deal with these bodies, which naturally meant this.

There were many onlookers at the scene, all discussing.

Before the execution, an official read out the emperor's decree and told everyone what crime the beheaded people had committed.

Therefore, the people were not very indignant when these people were killed.

Killing in secretMany wealthy families are involved in this kind of business.

Those who kill will be killed, and their death is not unjust.

For the common people, today's scene is just a lively scene.

The dead are from aristocratic families, wealthy families, and they don't feel sorry at all.

Wei Ting was at home and did not go to the scene. He just told his family to go to the scene and bury the bodies of Wei Deyun's family properly afterwards.

Wei Daijia brought the medicine into the house.

"Father." Wei Daijia came to the bedside, put the medicine aside first, and reached out to help Wei Ting up: "Everything has been done. The bodies of my uncle's family have been buried. However, it is not easy to set up a mourning hall in our family, and we can't hold a funeral in a grand manner. We can only keep everything simple. After tidying up, we will quietly hold the funeral."

Wei Ting nodded with dull eyes.

In just these few days, Wei Ting seemed to have aged by a dozen years, and his hair turned gray.

Wei Deyun's family was beheaded for their crimes. The Wei family could not arrange funerals for them. They had to hold the funerals quietly at home. Family members could pay their respects, but they could not set up a mourning hall and let relatives and friends visit.

Of course, after such a thing happened, relatives and friends could not visit.

To put it bluntly, they would collect the bodies, sort them out, put them in coffins, carry them out of the city and find a place to bury them.

Even tombstones could not be erected.

"Father, although such a thing happened, father, please don't be too sad. In the future, our family will still have to live." Wei Daijia said, "Our family cannot be devastated by this."

Wei Ting looked at his son in despair.

"Now that your father has been dismissed from office and stripped of his title, there is nothing you can do."

Wei Ting lost his official position and title, and with the death of Wei Deyun's family, his spirit was gone.

Wei Daijia saw that this was not acceptable.

"Father, whether it is an official position or a title, these are temporary. Whether you have it or not, it will not affect your father's talents and your ideals." Wei Daijia said: "Your talents are still there, and there is still a chance that His Majesty will use you in the future. Father must not give up on himself. The family is still counting on you."