Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The guilty minister subdued the law and asked to be executed in the street.

The prison car went around Caishikou, and it was [-]:[-] noon.

Caishikou was crowded with people, and it started to be lively early in the morning. After noon, several tea stalls had already been set up.

Censor Zhongcheng took a few steps forward, rushed in front of the soldiers, and stretched out his hand to support the shaft of the chariot.

Yun Lang glanced at the killing sticks in the hands of those soldiers, lowered his head and smiled, not paying attention, and got out of the prison car with the shackles on.

Shuofang Army is stationed in the northern border. It has been a brave and brave cavalry for several dynasties. It is famous for its strict military discipline and laws.

The major general issued an order that no one is allowed to come to the execution ground.Those reckless men in the army were lawless and dared to run thousands of miles to sneak into the capital to rob prisoners, but even if they were given ten courages, they would never dare to go even half a step near the execution ground.

Yun Lang swept across the crowd, and was about to go to the execution ground, but Yu Shi Zhongcheng couldn't hold back and stopped him: "Young Marquis——"

Yun Lang clasped his fists at him: "Wine is really bad."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng stared at him, opened his mouth, but was unable to make a sound.

Yun Lang felt that he was not a troublemaker, so after thinking about it, he sincerely told him: "The wine sent by Dali Temple is fake wine."

Censor Zhongcheng: "..."

The execution ground was built temporarily, so it was unavoidably sloppy, and there was still a piece of weedy bricks and stones under the steps, scraping the extremely rough and thin cloth of the prison uniform.

Yun Lang shakes his hand and pulls the cloak and grass, and steps up the stone steps.

The people on the stage sat high and did not lift their eyelids: "Who is the offender, and what crime did he commit?"

Before Yu Shi Zhongcheng could speak, Gao Jixun took a step forward, folded his fists and bent down: "Return to the old grand master, the offender is Yunlang, the remnant of Yunfu, who committed the heinous crime of ransacking his family and exterminating his family."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng was one step behind him, glaring at him: "You—"

"What? Zhongcheng took over the case of Yunfu, and he is familiar with the documents and files. Could it be that..."

Gao Jixun looked at him sideways, sneered and said, "You think I'm wrong?"

Censor Zhongcheng's chest rose and fell several times, he swept across the stage and pointed at the crowd, he didn't speak any more, and took half a step back.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is dazzling.Yun Lang narrowed his eyes and looked up at the stage.

The person who supervised the beheading was Pang Gan, the head of state and grand master of the current dynasty.

The veteran of the three dynasties, his hair and beard are completely white, leaning on the dragon head crutch bestowed by the emperor, he can't walk steadily on the trembling road.The whole person is still old and firm, holding the imperial edict, and reading it in a cadence: "The people are born, and they are established by the king. The husband and the king are also those who serve the heavens and support the people..."

Yun Lang always had a headache for these people, so he found a wooden pillar, knelt down and leaned on it, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The sun was shining, there was neither cloud nor wind, even in winter, kneeling to listen to the imperial decree was a bit bitter.

Quite a few people bowed to the ground respectfully, knelt unbearably, and secretly changed their legs several times.

Pang Gan read a stick of incense unhurriedly, and finally read to the end: "The Holy Majesty succeeded to the throne, grateful to the heavens, and pardoned the world according to the decree of the late emperor... However, those who conspired against the great treason and committed the most heinous crimes are not included in this list!"

Many people were taken aback and raised their heads instinctively.

"The crime of the Yun family is an unforgivable crime!" Pang Gan put down the edict and said in a deep voice, "Yun Lang, do you know the crime?"

Yun Lang got up: "I know."

It was an old thing five years ago that the Yunfu copied and killed the whole family and the nine Yi clans.

In the 27th year of Yuhe, the first emperor was still in power.On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, the imperial palace of the guards changed, killing the school and seizing the soldiers, and went straight to the palace.

This is the most tragic palace change in this dynasty.The first emperor guarded the gate of the palace with his sword in his hand, and the first empress gave up her life to escort her. The palace servants fought to the death, and when the chief minister arrived, the white jade steps were already stained red with blood.

The palace change shocked the government and the public, and the six princes were ordered by the emperor to pass through the [-] imperial guards like a sieve. Anyone who was vague or suspicious would be sent to prison for a thorough investigation.

There were so many people that even the prisons in Yushitai and Dali Temple were full, and the guillotine in the execution ground was cut to pieces.

Not long after the year, people still remember it clearly.Those who are older in the capital can recall the overwhelming vigor of that time.

The commander of the imperial army at that time was King Duan.

For the mutiny of the Imperial Army, King Duan could not absolve himself of the blame, and was sent to prison for a thorough investigation.

It's just that no one expected that before the case was thoroughly investigated, on the third day, King Duan died violently in the prison for no reason.

When Princess Duan heard the news, she entered the capital alone with a sword, broke into the palace and committed suicide.

The Holy Majesty was furious and ordered the sixth prince to conduct a thorough investigation.It was only then that it was found out that it was the Marquis of Zhenyuan who intended to conspire against him, and took the opportunity to silence him, intending to frame Prince Duan for all the crimes of treason.

For such a heinous crime, once the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion was overthrown and all the families were executed, it was well deserved.

"You deserve what you deserve, but you openly fled the crime and violated the law, the crime is aggravated!"

Pang Gan was condescending and sternly said, "Can you absolve yourself?"

Yun Lang nodded: "Fu."

He answered so briskly that Pang Gan's condensed momentum had nowhere to go, and he faltered, his gaze fell on Yun Lang.

It's getting quieter all around.

Pang Gan's tone became more serious: "After hiding, where did you escape?"

Yun Lang didn't even think about it: "The sky is big and the earth is big, and the four seas are my home."

Pang Gan asked: "What have you done?"

Yun Lang smiled: "Desperadoes, of course they are running for their lives."

Pang Gan was desperate: "Who will help you escape?"

"Everyone betrays relatives." Yun Lang sighed, "Lonely."

When the question came to this point, I couldn't ask any more.

Still not reconciled, Pang Gan walked forward slowly with a cane, and said in a low voice, "Yun Lang, your life is hanging by a thread, so you should know what to say..."

Yun Lang smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the execution platform.

Pang Gan looked at him.

An accident five years ago turned the entire capital upside down.

The whole city was under martial law, and the imperial guards surrounded the capital with three floors inside and outside. It is impossible for Yunlang to escape from the city without help.

Pang Gan is determined to chase out his accomplices and ask them to punish him.But he didn't expect that this young dandy who was pampered and pampered in the palace, who came out of the palace with arrogance, would still have his mouth so tight that he couldn't pry a word at the time of life and death.

When Pang Gan was about to speak again, the supervisor at the side whispered: "My lord, time..."

Pang Gan's face darkened, and he returned to the high platform with a flick of his sleeves.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng couldn't bear it any longer, and said anxiously: "Master Young Master!"

He stood close to the execution platform, although his voice was low, Yun Lang heard it, and turned around to take a look.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng blushed and stared at him closely.

After being stared at by him for half a month, Yun Lang felt a headache, and subconsciously promised: "I won't escape from prison..."

"What did Young Master say at that time?!" Censor Zhongcheng had an official rank and was not stopped by the imperial army, he said in a hoarse voice, "The perfect strategy——"

Yun Lang laughed.

When he smiled, Yu Shi Zhongcheng suddenly felt chills behind him, and he stood there in a daze.

Yun Lang was captured by the secret guards of the bodyguard department and taken to Yushitai, where he could no longer escape.

The Holy Majesty and Duan Wang have a deep brotherhood, and they never let go of the remnants of the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion.There were already rumors in the court that Yunlang fled to northern Xinjiang, and if he continued to escape, the rumors would turn into doubts sooner or later.

In the bitter cold of northern Xinjiang, the soldiers climbed the ice and lay in the snow to defend Yanyun Shuofang, food and grass were their lives.

Can't stand the turmoil at all.

When the man in black robbed the prisoner, Yu Shi Zhongcheng listened to Yun Lang's explanation, thinking that Yun Lang really knew what he knew, and he was somewhat relieved.At this moment, Yu Shi Zhongcheng suddenly figured it out.

Yun Lang never thought of a surefire solution.

Yun Lang showed up and was captured, he came to die.

"Old Grand Master." The supervisor said in a low voice: "The time has come, and the only minister who supervised and beheaded is King Yan, who has not yet come to report his illness."

Pang Gan looked stern: "Slash."

"Is it inappropriate?" The beheading officer hesitated, "After all, King Yan was ordered to be beheaded, do you want to send someone to invite him?"

"Didn't you tell me you were sick?"

Pang Gan failed to force his accomplices out of Yunlang's mouth, and was furious and angry, he sneered coldly: "Is it true that the emperor is protecting him everywhere? With a short-lived child who has no tomorrow today, come to see the prisoner, and call the blood Whose fault is it if he collided and lost his life by accident?"

The inspector hesitated for a while, and said bravely: "But the emperor—"

"Your majesty is busy dealing with matters in northern Xinjiang, and it's already too disturbing!" Pang Gan sternly said, "As a minister, shouldn't it be right for you to share your worries!"

The supervisor's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to speak again, saying that he was retreating.

Yun Lang originally sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, but he didn't know which sentence he heard, so he opened his eyes.

"Yan Wang Xiao Shuo?" Shi Yushi whispered to the old civil servant under the execution platform, "But that of Duan Wang..."

The old official said in a deep voice, "Shut up."

Shi Yushi's face also changed, he lowered his head and closed his mouth tightly.

The crowd was discussing a lot, but when they heard the voice on the stage clearly, they fell silent for a moment.

Someone looked around and said, "What is the origin of this King Yan..."

"Don't say it!" A person interrupted anxiously, "I was heard by the master of Yan Wang's mansion, and I want to cut my tongue."

The man was stunned: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can such cruel behavior be tolerated?"

"Are you new to the capital?"

An old man stayed away from the imperial guards and sighed in a low voice: "It was very chaotic back then. The first emperor only said that he would put King Duan in prison, but he didn't want to be a treacherous person to obstruct him. He actually caused the death of King Duan's family."

"The first emperor regretted it. After a thorough investigation, he let King Duan's youngest son take over his title."

"I heard it was because Prince Duan's youngest son was young at the time, and the late Emperor didn't want him to be sad, so he ordered the title to be changed as well."

"The newly granted title is exactly the word Yan."

"Because of this level, both the late emperor and the current emperor are very tolerant to him."

The old man patted the man and said in a low voice: "King Yan is cruel and cruel, there is nothing he can't do. We in the capital call him the King of Hades in private."

"That's not true." One person nodded in agreement: "If he cuts your tongue, nothing will happen to you. At most, you can think about it behind closed doors for a few days."

The man was half startled and half suspicious, his face turned pale, and he closed his mouth firmly.

"Although it is dangerous, the gate of the King of Hell's Mansion is closed all year round, saying that he is sick and closed the door to thank guests."

Someone whispered: "In the past two years, even the people from their house have seen less, but it's much easier."

"Didn't you complain about illness?" Another human said: "I heard that the parents died too badly, leaving him alone, the grief is too much, maybe the past two years are really sick..."

"The remnants of the Yun family." Pang Gan looked at the execution platform, "Conspiracy to rebel, mutilate the loyal, ransacked and beheaded, and escaped. Now I plead guilty and submit to the law—"

Yun Lang said: "Wait a minute."

Pang Gan's face darkened suddenly, and when he was about to die, he was so scared that he changed his mind and planned to give someone else to save his life, so he suppressed his temper and waited for him to say.

Yun Lang was curious: "Won't that King Yan you mentioned come?"

"Presumptuous!" Pang Gan burst into anger and snapped, "What does it matter to you whether you come or not!?"

It was already seen that Yun Lang had made up his mind not to cooperate, so Pang Gan could not let him interrupt him, and said in a cold voice: "Slay—"

Yun Lang: "It has something to do with me."

His voice was clear and clear, suppressing Pang Gan's old and muddy voice, and his words were exceptionally clear and firm.

Pang Gan's face almost turned pale with anger, and he stared at him.

Yun Lang was held down, lying under the guillotine, with a sincere expression: "This matter is a long story, and it has to be sorted out slowly. If the old master has spare time, please drink a cup of herbal tea to calm down and find a quiet place." Sit firmly in the place, retreat from the idlers and so on..."

"Young Master Yun." The supervisor carefully interrupted, "Time is pressing, so I will make a long story short."

Yun Lang: "I am pregnant with King Yan's son."