Marquis Pingliang only thought that his concubine and son would be beheaded along with him. His eyes were dim, the blood on his forehead flowed into his cracked mouth, and all he tasted was endless bitterness.
"I wonder if Xuan'er will be scared." Marquis Pingliang looked up at the sky and muttered slowly to himself. He seemed to see his son's cute face in the blue sky. At this moment, he still didn't have the domineering and fierce look of the past. Just the love of a father.
Wu Peng, who was holding a beheading sword, also looked up at the sky and said, "Fei Xuan is a very strong and lovely child. The emperor pardoned him and also pardoned everyone in your house."
Pingliang Hou's eyes widened, and there was sparkle in his eyes. He turned to look at Wu Peng. He wanted to see from Wu Peng's face whether what he said was true or not, but Wu Peng was so calm that there was no trace of anything on his face. thing.
Then the sparkle in Pingliang Hou's eyes faded again, and he was heard to say: "What I committed was the crime of treason. I understand your Majesty's cruel temper very well. In order to frighten other nobles, my family did not Will not be forgiven."
Wu Peng, however, looked disdainful and said, "Zhang Ren took Le'an County Lord into the palace to plead for mercy. Your Majesty has pardoned everyone in the Pingliang Marquis Mansion except you."
Of course the Marquis of Pingliang knew Zhu Yuanzhang. When Hu Weiyong was executed, the billowing heads were still vivid in his mind, so how could he believe Wu Peng's words? Just listen to him say: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I have quite a quarrel with Zhang Ren. We have already been in a fight to the death. How can he have such a good intention? Well, even if what you say is true, even if His Majesty He and Zhang Ren are willing to let my family go, but what about you? When I killed your whole family, would you let my wife and children go?"
Wu Peng looked calm and said: "Amitabha, you have a dark heart and think that everyone is like you. You have made a huge mistake, but what does this have to do with your family? If they died, how could they be innocent? You Today is a certain death situation, why would this poor monk make up lies to deceive you?"
Pingliang Hou looked at Wu Peng in surprise and asked softly: "Are you a monk?"
Wu Peng nodded slightly and said nothing.
Yes, he will die today. There is no need for the monk to lie to himself. Marquis Pingliang smiled bitterly. He has done a lot of evil and offended countless people, but he also has many good friends in the court. But who would have thought that he would At the critical moment, none of the friends who were usually brothers spoke up. In the civil and military dynasties, it was Zhang Ren who was willing to speak up for his wife and children. How ironic is this?
Of course, it is worth being happy that my concubine and son can survive.
Pingliang Hou smiled, looking a little sad, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "Xuan'er, my father can no longer accompany you to grow up..."
The sun gradually rose to the center of his head. Wang Ge squinted at the sun, picked up an arrow in front of him and placed it directly on the ground.
The guard on the side shouted directly: "The prisoner Fei Ju has been identified and the time has come. Kill him!"
Marquis Pingliang took one last look at the sun above his head. The dazzling sunlight made him feel dizzy, and then he consciously lay down on the wooden pile. In the past, he was a general in the army, fearless, but today he faced death. He was not afraid, "Come on! I, Fei Ju, have been running on the battlefield all my life and my hands have been stained with blood. I have killed enemies and loyal people. I am so lucky in this life! Come on!"
Wu Peng had an expressionless face and raised the long knife in his hand high. The polished blade reflected the sunlight, blinding many people who were watching the excitement.
Then the silver light from the blade fell like a pour, Wu Peng's long sword fell, and Pinglianghou's head rolled down a long way like a ball. The people watching the excitement at the scene took a breath, and the blood sprayed out looked so shocking. It makes people feel excited but also makes people feel chills running down their backs.
Wu Peng wiped the blood that had been spattered on his face, looked up at the dazzling sun, and started roaring as he stood there. This was a kind of emotional vent. The suffering he had endured for many years, the dream that woke him up in the middle of the night. , as if everything was vented at this moment.
Father, mother, have you seen it? The child has avenged you today! Your Majesty also died for our family, you can rest in peace!
Wu Peng took a deep breath, and it seemed that his whole person had been sublimated, unloading the burden and obsession in his heart, and the martial arts bottle
The neck was finally broken, and the martial arts that had made no progress for many years also improved by leaps and bounds at this moment.
…
The concubine of the Marquis of Pingliang did not go to watch the execution today. She always had an inexplicable feeling about the Marquis of Pingliang's house. She was a young lady from a wealthy family, but her family was framed by Mrs. Marquis of Pingliang, and the whole family was She was the only one who survived the beheading. Logically speaking, she should be hated.
But the Marquis of Pingliang fell in love with her beauty unintentionally. It was such a coincidence that the concubine entered the Marquis of Pingliang's house and gave birth to Fei Xuan smoothly. From this aspect, she was also grateful.
But now Mrs. Pinglianghou is dead, and so is Pinglianghou. Everything has returned to dust, but her family will never come back.
The concubine still got a white cloth, put one on herself, and put another on Fei Xuan, wearing hemp and wearing mourning. This can be regarded as the last thing she did for the Marquis of Pingliang.
Fei Xu was still young and had no idea what wearing a white cloth meant. He looked up at his concubine and asked, "Mother, why don't we go home? Xu'er hasn't seen her father for several days. Xu'er misses her father. Already."
The concubine knelt down, feeling a little sad in her heart. She pinched Fei Xu's little face and said, "Your father went to heaven to lead the troops to fight. I don't know when he will come back. We are not going home. Mother will take you." Would you like to go somewhere else?"
Fei Xuan nodded. In the child's heart, as long as he can follow his parents, he will be fine wherever he goes.
The concubine stroked Fei Xuan's head and said, "We may encounter bad people along the way. Are you afraid?"
Fei Xuan pouted and nodded firmly, while not forgetting to say: "Dad said that Xuan'er is a man, mother is not afraid, Xuan'er will protect mother."
As Fei Xuan spoke, he did not forget to give his concubine a hug, and patted her shoulders again and again with his little hands.
The concubine and Fei Xu left, and I don’t know where they went. Maybe they will start another happy life.
…
Zhang Ren did not go to watch the execution today. He felt that he had seen too much blood these days.
He bought good wine and food, incense and paper money, and took these things to the woods in the west of the city.
Sun Ping's family was buried here, as well as Liuli and Yuanbao.
Zhang Ren arranged the dishes one by one, lit incense and burned paper money. As for the wine, he took a sip and poured it on the ground.
Zhang Ren raised his eyes to look at the sun and said, "It's almost time. The Marquis of Pingliang should have been executed. Sun Ping, your family's revenge has been avenged."
Zhang Ren poured a sip of wine on the ground and drank several sips by himself. Then he looked at the tombstones of Liuli and Yuanbao and said, "It's a pity that Yu Zhaosen hasn't committed suicide yet. Don't worry, I will definitely find him."
"Husband, you have done a good enough job, thank you."
"Yes, you have really done... you have done well enough."
These two voices suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Ren, and they sounded like the voices of Liuli and Yuanbao.
