The light word "Zhan" made everyone present feel wildly shocked!
Fang Zhengyi also felt that it was a bit too much. What are you doing? Why do you say kill and kill? Just because you don’t love your people like your own children? It’s so annoying!
Even the mature and prudent pavilion elders were shocked.
Although Yan Guoan went too far, the most he could do was give him a warning and then be demoted. Even if the most serious punishment was to demote him to a commoner, it would not be a crime that would lead to death!
However, after several pavilion elders exchanged glances, no one spoke.
His Majesty was obviously completely disappointed with Yan Guoan at this time and was furious.
An emperor on horseback broke out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, killing countless people.
However, Emperor Jing was benevolent and rarely committed murderous crimes after his unification.
Perhaps it was because he had been kind for too long, and many people had forgotten what kind of emperor Jingdi was.
Killing a mere Yan Guoan is indeed nothing to His Majesty...
Guo Tianyang waved his hand, and the factory guards who had been prepared on both sides stepped forward and grabbed Yan Guoan's arms.
Yan Guoan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind went blank, and he had not yet realized what had happened.
When he felt a sharp pain in his knees and knelt on the ground, he realized what was happening. His whole face suddenly turned pale and he was shaking like chaff. He looked at Emperor Jing and said in horror: "Why are you capturing me... Why are you capturing me... Your Majesty! I... I am a prisoner." What's wrong?"
Emperor Jing looked at him coldly, then silently turned to look at the plaque above the lobby.
The factory guard had already grabbed his arms and dragged him out.
Yan Guoan was so frightened that he lost his mind and shouted: "Your Majesty! How can you kill a minister without permission! How can you kill me without a judicial review? I will not obey! I will not obey!"
Emperor Jing made no move.
Yan Guoan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He could no longer care about the severe pain in his arms. He wanted to fight to the death and shouted: "You can't punish me! Your Majesty can't kill me!"
"The unreasonable killing of the minister has caused a lot of discussion in the world, and people are disloyal and deviant!! Your Majesty, think twice!!"
"I...I have at my house an iron coupon given by the late emperor to avoid death!!"
After shouting here, Emperor Jing suddenly made a move.
Slowly turned around and looked at Yan Guoan.
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief for him. It turned out that he had an iron ticket to avoid death, and it seemed that he would not die.
Your Majesty should also know, and it seems that he did this on purpose.
"Didn't the iron ticket to avoid death be given to your father by the late emperor?"
Hearing Emperor Jing's words, the factory guard pulling Yan Guoan stopped.
Yan Guoan knelt down with disheveled hair as if he had been granted amnesty, and kowtowed repeatedly.
Soon there were blood stains on the ground.
Zhuang Ruo explained madly: "Yes! Yes! The iron coupon given to my father by the late emperor to avoid death?"
Emperor Jing smiled disdainfully: "That was given to your father, how can you use it?"
The severe pain in both arms began to bite back, and Yan Guoan closed his eyes in pain.
How could this be? How could this be? In the end what happened.
"I..." Yan Guoan was speechless and choked.
Emperor Jing walked up to Yan Guoan, condescending, his eyes full of indifference.
"You have nothing to say? No one can save you today... Not to mention the iron ticket to avoid death, even if the late emperor is here, he can't save your life, I said so!"
Yan Guoan burst into tears and his voice was hoarse, full of despair: "Why! Why! Even if Your Majesty lets me die, you must let me die clearly..."
Emperor Jing shook his head and turned to look at the plaque in the hall.
"Justice and fairness. You are not worthy of sitting under these four words. Please remember that there are many places in the world that I cannot see, but the people will watch for me."
"It rains heavily, sewage flows across the streets, and the people have no place to live. This is how Yan Guoan loves the people like a son..."
"If you still don't understand, go down below and ask the children who are drowning in the streets. Push them out and kill them!"
Yan Guoan wailed and continued to be dragged outwards, still shouting: "You can't kill me! I am the number one scholar!!!!"
"I am Hanlin..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Guoan stared blankly at the six people kneeling in front of him.
They were the people Emperor Jing met in the pavilion before.
The crowd was also crying, and when they saw Yan Guoan, they seemed to have seen a savior, and they started to cry.
The most familiar Su Rongxuan was also among them.
When he saw Yan Guoan's appearance, his mood had sunk to the bottom, but he still instinctively shouted: "Master Yan, help! Help us, what happened to Master Yan!?"
Yan Guoan opened his mouth dryly, but was speechless with tears streaming down his face. He couldn't help but tilt his head.
The dignity of a scholar made him instinctively not want to show this face to others.
But under the fear of death, the words in my heart finally broke through my throat: "I am wronged..."
The light of the knife flashed.
Before Yan Guoan finished speaking, his head had already fallen to the ground.
But he was still kneeling upright, and the blood pillars rose and fell into the sky, as if there was a bloody rain.
With such a simple blow, all Yan Guoan's pride and honor were taken away.
Before leaving, there was no trace of dignity, even the body was submerged in the sewage, and no one cared about his expression anymore.
Blood dripped on Su Rongxuan's face, and at this moment, his liver and gallbladder finally burst.
The dignified and aloof Master Yan died like this?
What crime was committed? What crime have I committed?
As the body fell, a bright red glow appeared in the sewage...
In the lobby, Li Yansong and others shook their heads and sighed, glancing at Fang Zhengyi from the corner of their eyes.
Your Majesty has indeed taken the liberty of killing a minister this time. Without a clear punishment, I don’t know how much trouble will be caused in the court.
Although he has little to do with Fang Zhengyi, how many people will associate him with this matter... I am afraid that this kid will be in trouble in the future, at least no one will dare to talk to him in a short time.
Fang Zhengyi was still confused.
Really cut it off? So simple, what on earth did he do?
It's outrageous to be cut off just because you didn't manage the market well...
His mind was full of questions and he really couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but poked Li Yuanzhao who was standing aside. The result was no response.
Fang Zheng turned his head and looked around, only to find that his face was pale, he couldn't help but shake his head, and he shook his head helplessly.
Neither can you! Usually Zha Ba Hu Hu has to go to the battlefield and fight.
He was so panicked at the sight of beheading. It seems that His Majesty usually protects him very well.
After a while, someone collected the body for Yan Guoan, and a factory guard came to report it.
"Your Majesty, the criminal has been executed and his head has fallen to the ground."
"Okay! Hang the head above the ceremonial gate to warn everyone! Let the officials in the capital give me a good look!"
"It's easy to say that you love the people like your own children, but there are so many officials in the world who treat the people like pigs and dogs. I cannot absolve myself of the blame for allowing such people to sit high in the court!"
"Go back to the palace!"
Emperor Jing led a group of people out of the hall, and before leaving, he passed by six people kneeling outside the hall.
Su Rongxuan was frightened and confused. He didn't know who the person in front of him was. Seeing him leave, he felt a little more relaxed. Just when he was about to raise his head to talk to the factory guard beside him, he saw the steel knife falling! .
Six rays of silver light flashed across, and there were several more corpses in the hall.
It wasn't long before the wind started to pick up again.
Yan Guoan's head swayed on the door of the ceremony, his eyes wide open, his expression full of unwillingness, staring at the wrinkled sewage below, spreading out layer after layer...
