Chapter 349

"Folks, I'm satisfied with what you say. Thank you very much."

With his head stuck in the van, he could only nod slightly to show his gratitude.

With this saying, the hearts of the people who followed were even worse. A few brave people rushed to the prison car and blocked the way.

See, many people also followed up, they kneel in front of the feather forest guard.

"Officer, we didn't mean to stop you, but Lord Yan is a rare prime minister. Could you please tell your majesty again and spare him?"

However, the general who led the team had no expression on his face. He drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at the people who knelt down. His eyes were full of disdain.

"Your Majesty has an order. Come on! Take them all down

A small number of soldiers immediately came forward, spears in their hands one after another to those unarmed people.

"Stop it! It's human life

Yan Wenzhao was so anxious that he cried out. The soldiers looked at it, but they were dissatisfied. They hesitated and didn't start immediately.

However, their actions obviously angered all the people present. They rushed up and stopped in front of the carriage. Those who had knelt also got up. They held hands and glared at the Yulin guards in front of them.

The man in charge of the team was a little flustered. He had a stiff neck, raised his head and held his chest straight, and his eyes burst out cold light.

"Are you going to rebel?"?! Come on, kill on the spot! "

As soon as he said this, the soldiers in front of him looked at each other. So many people were killed on the spot. It was clear that they did not take human life seriously!

But

Holding the spear one by one, he failed to make that step in the end.

"Folks, what are you doing? Get out of the way and don't waste your life. I, Yan Wenzhao, have suffered this fate, but it can't affect you. Get up and get out of the way

His words were sincere, which strengthened the determination of the people.

"Lord Yan, how can we have the heart to say that..."

"Yes, yes..."

A scholar like young man in the crowd was moved. As soon as he spoke, the people echoed.

In the face of their firmer appearance, the young soldier in charge of the team looked even more ugly.

"All of you are not afraid of death. That officer will help you today!"

With an angry rebuke, he raised his sword and waved it to the nearest civilian.

"Feng Zhen, do you think the king of Zhongshan will spare you if you go down with this sword?"

Yan Wenzhao roared, and Feng Zhen was stunned. He slowly lowered his sword hand.

He looked back at Yan Wenzhao with disdain.

"Do you think your master will save you?"

Although he said that, Feng Zhen didn't dare to do it again. The temper of the Lord Zhongshan was so irreconcilable that he even gave up his own daughter, let alone a pawn like him.

If he really carries so many people's lives, he can't get along.

When he hesitated, Yan Wenzhao began to admonish the people.

"Why do you have to pay for my life? Get up and get out of the way quickly. If you disturb your majesty, I will really blame you... "

He shook his head and thought again.

"I'm already dying. Do you want me to bear so many lives before Yan Wenzhao dies?"

This made people cry, and the people in front of them also shed tears.

They gave up their resistance and looked at Yan Wenzhao in the prison car. They knelt down one after another and kowtowed to him.

One, two, three

Then he got up, stepped back to both sides in an orderly way, wiped his tears, and watched the cart go on.

One by one, they lined up in two lines, followed behind the van, and walked along with them.

When Feng Zhen saw the battle, his heart couldn't help feeling empty.

Even today's emperor doesn't have Yan Wenzhao's popularity, so he's killed

But he can't speculate on his Majesty's mind. He should obey his Majesty's orders.

The execution ground has already been set up.

Shizi of Zhongshan palace had been waiting at the prison chopping platform for a long time, and they were later than expected, so that Zhong Lu was worried that someone would rob the prisoner on the way.

From afar, seeing the prison car coming slowly, his heart was falling.

When Yan Wenzhao was taken off the prison car and put on the guillotine, Zhong Lu saw that two lines of troops were following behind the prison car, extending to places he could not see.

They moved orderly and stood around the guillotine. Then they knelt down and looked at Yan Wenzhao on the guillotine.

With so many people coming to see him off, he is worthy of Yan Wenzhao. He has been the Prime Minister for so many years, and no one can shake his position.

However, even so, he was sometimes a prisoner.The bottom of Zhong Lu's heart was a little smooth.

Father, you should be proud of the apprentice, is not the end to be reduced to a different place?

Looking up at the sun in the sky, he picked up the token, squeezed it in the palm of his hand and got up slowly.

His eyes became calm and fell on Yan Wenzhao.

"Elder martial brother, in the end, what else do you want to leave?"

Yan Wenzhao raised his head and looked up at the sun in the sky. It seemed that there was no darkness to hide under the brilliant light.

Warm spread in the face, he slowly closed his eyes, mouth slightly shaking, raised a long lost smile.

"Yue'er, she has no eyes for her husband. It's her husband's fault to send such a narrow-minded man to the throne of God. But I'm not ashamed of heaven and earth for my husband, but I'm ashamed of you and my husband! I hope I can meet you for my husband in the spring. Don't abandon me for my husband... "

With these words, he silently lowered his head, without a word.

Jiangshan Limin has no relationship with him since then. Now he just wants to live a simple life with his former lover.

It's a pity that he used to be dedicated to the world and never enjoyed such peace.

If there is an afterlife, he just wants to guard her, flat light.

Zhong Lu thought he could see his abuse and his pain.

He did not expect that Yan Wenzhao could be so calm.

Since there was nothing to say, there was no need to wait. He looked at the token in his hand and held it high.

"It's time! Execution! ——”

as the words fall, the token turns into an arc and falls toward the ground.

On the guillotine, the executioner holding a big knife took a bowl of wine in front of him, drank it fiercely and sprayed it on the bright knife.

Then he raised it high, covered the dazzling sun, aimed at Yan Wenzhao's neck, ready to wave down.

Just as the token was about to land, a feather arrow came quickly, shot through the token, took it to the side of the stake, and nailed it firmly on the top.

Before the token fell, the sword couldn't be put down. The executioner immediately put down his sword and looked at the bell deer on the chopping platform.

"Come on, someone's robbing the execution place. Come on, watch the prisoner!"

Zhong Lu roared in panic, and there was chaos around him.

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