[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Someone has two faces when they are alive.

One is facing the world, and the other is facing oneself.

The second year of Emperor Xuan's ascension to the throne was a year filled with blood and wailing.

Two major cases that shocked the government and the public took place.

On the third day of April in the second year of Yongli, Prince Ning's mansion was first beheaded by the Zhao family and then played. The whole mansion was arrested and imprisoned by Jing Zhaoyin on trumped-up charges.King Ning had already divorced his wife, and Concubine Ning escaped by luck.

On the eighth day of April in the second year of Yongli, the Marquis of Pingyuan was convicted of spring hunting and assassination, seized the title, and ransacked all the families, thus breaking the foundation of the royal family of the previous dynasty and leaving hundreds of years of peace for the future generations of Chu. day.

The fire in Xiaozhou Mountain turned out to be a long-planned murder.

Pingyuanhou's numerous crimes have been made known to the world, and some people who have nostalgia for the previous dynasty also feel that the Pingyuanhou's mansion deserves to be in such a state.

The mountains and rivers have only been stable for more than 100 years, and they can't wait to start the war again.

Pingyuanhou became a sinner of history.

There are also cabinet treacherous people who are reviled in their tongues.

For the first time, the people who had been favored by King Ning extended their dissatisfaction with Zhao Yan to the entire cabinet.The accumulated public anger has turned into a prairie fire, wrapped in rumors, raging in the market.

The voice of the people to abolish and establish the cabinet finally rang out when King Ning was beheaded by the Meridian Gate in early May.

On the day King Ning was beheaded, the people lined up the ten-mile long street to see off the virtuous king in their eyes.

No one in the ruling and opposition parties dares to be a supervisor and beheader.

Whoever becomes the execution supervisor will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

Zhao Yan got out of the sedan chair wearing a blue and white crimson robe, her long hair tied up high with a jade crown, and in the May weather, he was the only one wearing complicated, layered layers.The color of the red lips became lighter, which made his appearance a little less charming and a little more indifferent.

As if to be enshrined high above the temple, the sufferings of the world are completely afraid to be alarmed.

For the first time, the people in the capital really saw the traitorous appearance of Da Chu.

Behind him followed the Imperial Forest Army of the imperial court, and the army stopped the rioting people.

Zhao Yan walked up to the embarrassed King Ning step by step, and the complicated robe fell into King Ning's downcast eyes, and he half squatted down.

It wasn't until this time that Zhao Yan could clearly see the appearance of Ning Wang Chu Yin, who had always lived reclusively.

At the age of more than 30 years, his face was pale due to long-term illness, his eyes were dark, and he was wearing prison clothes. Take the style to the grave.

King Ning is indeed a character, with top-notch intelligence, strategy and patience, but unfortunately he was born at an untimely time and was dragged down by a dilapidated body, so he ended up today.

"Master Zhao has a good method," Chu Yin said.

Zhao Yan raised her eyebrows, "What did I do?"

"Everyone in this world is blind, and only a dying person like me can figure out the joints." Chu Yin shook her head and said, "Who is sitting on this dragon chair? I have ascended the throne. Do the princes and generals have a kindness?"

Zhao Yan approached him and pointed at the bustling crowd, "How many people in this world do you want to be buried with for your own selfishness? The people respect you as a virtuous king, and your Highness thinks you are worthy?"

"They are not human beings, Mr. Zhao. The reputation of a virtuous king is just another face." The man's slender eyes were bright, "How many faces does Mr. Zhao have?"

Zhao Yan asked back, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

King Ning stared at him, "I am not wronged if I lose to you."

Zhao Yan then laughed, stood up straight, and said regretfully, "His Royal Highness Ning, don't be in charge of the royal family in the next life."

King Ning looked at his face like peaches and plums, and laughed loudly, "Master Zhao will also be an ordinary person in the next life."

Zhao Yan looked at Chu Yin and said word by word, "Your Highness, I have no afterlife."

Zhao Yan threw away the command arrow herself.

The executioner raised the knife with his hand and dropped it.

With one blow, the head fell to the ground. King Ning's eyes were still wide open when he landed, and hot blood splashed onto Zhao Yan's hair.

They all have two faces.

For those who have two faces, which one will end well?

King Ning didn't know until his death that the first emperor had no children from his own ancestral line, and the empress had no children at all, so Chu Yu carried her from Concubine Li.Everyone fought to the end, but they lost Qingqing's life in order to fight for one breath, and Shi also died.

With a gloomy expression, Zhao Yan took the white handkerchief from Jing Zhaoyin and wiped it lightly, "Find a good coffin shop and give it a decent burial, after all, he is a royal."

Jing Zhaoyin has been shaking like a sieve.In his eyes, Zhao Yan's beautiful appearance looked like a Shura ghost.

The people rioted.

Someone yelled, "Officer Dog!"

At this time, the originally sunny weather was cloudy, and a thunderclap cracked the sky.

After hearing the thunder, the crowd surged in all directions, and some people shouted, "Even God can't stand it anymore! I want to blast Zhao Yan, the treacherous five thunders!"

The imperial forest army went into battle with swords and guns, but it was difficult to resist the unarmed people, or even some people in the imperial forest army refused to do their best.

Jing Zhaoyin bowed in fear, "My lord, it's better to retreat quickly, these mobs are everywhere, in case you hurt your lord..."

The situation became stalemate, the execution ground was surrounded by people surging from all directions, green vegetables leaves and dirty water were poured on the execution platform.

Zhao Yan took a step back, her expression was cold, her fingers were curled up in her sleeves, and a golden knife like a crescent moon was hidden in the wide sleeve robe.I don't know when I formed the habit, but I carry it with me every day, and it can actually calm my nerves.

A group of black knights came in formation in the distance, and the leader was Tong Zhang.

Tong Zhang didn't look at Zhao Yan, in his eyes, Zhao Yan was a traitor through and through.

If it wasn't for King Qin's request, he wouldn't come here to dirty his eyes.He wished that the angry people would tear Zhao Yan alive.

Hei Jia went to the common people, escorted Zhao Yan into the soft sedan chair, and sent him all the way to Zhao's house.

Zhao Yan got off the soft sedan chair and was about to say something when Tong Zhang sneered, "Your Excellency, you don't need to say too much. I wouldn't come if it wasn't for His Royal Highness's request. His Highness will return to the northwest in a few days, so let me pass on a word so that you can take care of yourself in the future. "

His voice became colder, and he got on the horse.

Zhao Dongyang sternly said, "How dare General Tong speak like that!"

Tong Zhang on the horseback snorted coldly, ignoring Zhao Dongyang.The horseshoes raised dust and led a group of black armors away.

Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Dongyang lightly.

Zhao Dongyang said, "My lord, this Tongzhang is so arrogant..."

"Such a person can only shoot openly, isn't it much better than the capital's hidden arrows?"

Zhao Yan shook her head, coughed twice, feeling dizzy, Zhao Dongyang supported him, "My lord!"

"Nothing, let's go home."

Zhao Dongyang served the decoction before the collapse, Zhao Yan closed her eyes and drank the pitch-black decoction, suddenly said, "There is no sugar today, why is it so bitter?"

Zhao Dongyang raised his head strangely and said, "My lord, today's release is the same as usual, five points for medicine and five points for sugar."

When Mrs. Zhao was alive, she said that her heart was bitter, and everything she ate was bitter.

Zhao Yan then put down the medicine bowl, "Zhao Dongyang, you go out."

His expression was calm, Zhao Dongyang didn't notice anything, so he packed up the tables and chairs, opened the door and left.

The bitter Chinese medicine overflowed between the lips and teeth.Zhao Yan hugged the golden knife in her hand tightly, her hair was covered all over, she closed her eyes lightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

The chief minister of the cabinet, who was beautiful during the day, curled up on his bed like a child disturbed by a nightmare.

The golden knife hooked his soul, and the owner of the golden knife appeared in the dream.

Crow chasing the horse neighing.

The general in the dream is wearing armor, as if he is about to go to the battlefield of killing.

As soon as the screen changed, a face of Zhao Ming appeared, coming over to pinch his neck. "Zhao Changning! Why don't you die!"

The scene in the dream changed again. All living beings in the world wanted to push him to the underworld, and the wild ghosts who died in his hands in the underworld were waiting to eat his flesh and blood on the way to rebirth.

He dared not take the road of rebirth.

So he has no afterlife.

"Zhao Changning, I'm going back to the northwest."

Zhao Yan sat up in shock from her dream, her pupils frightened and dazed.