The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Song Yingshi was taken aback by his operation. The reason why he said that was because he was really afraid that General Bai would die young at a young age.It's hard for him to refute now, anyway, he didn't escape from the palace.

He raised his hand to signal everyone to retreat, and sighed, "General Bai, then you go!"

Bai Lin covered his neck, which was perfunctory to stop the bleeding, with one hand, and ran out with the long knife in the other.

Yin Tingli raised his head and looked at the gray area, snowflakes were falling down, the north wind made whining noises and rushed towards him, and the messy hair on his forehead was also blown back.

Wearing only a thin prison clothing that is only enough to cover the body, he was hung in the middle of the Meridian Gate by five flowers, his whole body was black and blue from the cold, and the blood on his body was also frozen by the biting cold climate.

He has been hanging here to show the public since early in the morning, and a dense crowd of people has gathered in the audience.There is no shortage of people in Beijing who work in the official's family, and they must have heard the news from the masters of the various families.He raised the corners of his lips and laughed at himself. The people under the stage probably knew that he intended to rebel and seek power to usurp the throne.

These people basically hid in their respective houses during heavy snow days, but today, in order to join in the fun, the heavy snowfall did not stop their enthusiasm.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he only knew that he had been hung in the middle of the Meridian Gate since early in the morning, before dawn.Seeing that the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people.

From one or two, to thirty or forty, and finally hundreds, tens of thousands of people.The voice also became loud and chattering.The noise made him sleepless for the last time.

Some of them couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and said, "What crime do you think King Cheng has committed? Is this the emperor's younger brother? The weather is cold enough!"

At this moment, a man with an acrimonious face and inverted triangular eyes opened his big yellow teeth and enthusiastically said: "My distant cousin's sister-in-law's uncle is a Yexiang from the Shoupu family today. He It is said that King Cheng intends to rebel, but he was caught with solid evidence, and also colluded with the enemy and treason, so he will be punished by burning."

"Wow--"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the impatient people who were blown by the cold wind were attracted by these words, and they immediately chattered non-stop, even more endlessly than the cicadas in that summer.

"You don't know, what my godfather said, this King Cheng wants to murder the current Holy Majesty regardless of his brotherhood. It sounds like he already has the intention of treason."

"Not long ago, didn't you say that King Cheng signed an armistice treaty with Han on behalf of Yin? That should be a great hero?" Someone couldn't believe it.

"You just know people, face but not heart. Besides, you can't see his face even though he wears a mask all day long!"

"A wolf-hearted traitor!"

Words like these poured into Yin Tingli's ears in an endless stream. At first, one or two people condemned and accused him, and then most of them joined the mighty team.

Let him die on the verge of death, and still have to endure these nonexistent charges pressed on him one after another.

Don't these people really know who saved the country/family from the fire and water?