It was late at night.
There was a faint chill in the fresh air, and the moonlight filled the earth, making the night clear and bright.
In the lobby of the Sheriff's Mansion.
The sound of silk and bamboo has dispersed.
Mei Ji's dance is also missing.
At this time, the lobby of the Sheriff's Mansion was not a banquet hall, but a courtroom for the trial of traitors!
Fu Shiren was tied up with a rope, his face was ashen, his eyes were empty, and he looked lifeless. His clothes were ragged, as if they had been dragged by someone, with scratches and damage everywhere, and he had obviously experienced a lot of torture.
His hair was messy and dusty, scattered in front of his forehead, covering half of his face. His hands were tied tightly behind his back and he couldn't move.
Kneeling on the ground at this moment, he does not look like a person or a puppet.
Mi Fang felt restless in the hall. No matter how she moved her butt, she felt a little uncomfortable.
If it weren't for his son, if it wasn't for His Highness, I'm afraid that not only Fu Shiren would be kneeling on the ground at this moment, but also Mi Fang!
Mi Zifang was secretly glad that he had escaped. Fu Shiren, who was kneeling on the ground, would have been miserable.
After the news of Jiangling's defeat reached the police, Fu Shiren knew that he was about to die.
So he didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, and just started messing around!
So what if we do it?
What can I do if I think about it?
It just adds to the worries.
After learning that Lu Xun had arrived at the house early and wanted to control him, Fu Shiren personally killed his wife, concubines and children who were in the police.
Fu Shiren knew in his heart that once he died, his wives, concubines, and children would not end well.
Jiangdong was newly defeated and 30,000 elite soldiers were not in Jiangling. Not only would Sun Quan not thank him, but he would hate him.
After his death, his wife, concubines, and children could not escape the fate of being insulted.
In that case, why bother?
It's better to let him die!
Originally, he was going to kill himself on the spot, but unfortunately his life was of no use to Jiang Dong. His hands and feet were tied up, and something was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
but……
Who can blame him, Fu Shiren, for ending up like this?
Clang!
Liu Chan, who was sitting in the main seat, pulled out a sword from the weapon rack.
Liu Chan's face was as solid as iron, and his eyes were as cold as ice. The look he looked at Fu Shiren was filled with murderous intent.
This murderous intention can be felt by everyone in the hall.
traitor.
It's unforgivable!
Especially Fu Shiren, a veteran of the Yuan Dynasty, won the trust of Liu Bei. Former general Guan Yu even gave him the responsibility of guarding the public security. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he directly betrayed him.
If Liu Chan had not arrived in time, even if Mi Fang did not surrender, there was a high chance that Jiangling would not be saved due to Fu Shiren's internal and external reconciliation.
"Fu Shiren, before you die, do you have any last words?"
Liu Chan's words made Fu Shiren's empty and dilated pupils condense a lot, and there was a slight sparkle in his eyes.
"Last words? Haha, how can I have any last words? Just ask Your Highness to grant me death."
The smelly cloth in his mouth was taken out, and Fu Shiren shook his head, his face full of determination to die.
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Liu Chan raised his sword and stepped forward slowly.
If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?
Perhaps the sword in Liu Chan's hand was too sharp. Under the light, the cold light from the sword's edge made him feel fearful.
Or maybe the horror between life and death has made it difficult for him to stay calm.
Fu Shiren looked ferocious. He stared at Liu Chan and shouted: "How can we guard the public security with more than a thousand soldiers? There are 30,000 soldiers under the command of Grand Governor Lu Meng. I was at the top of the public security city that day, watching the boats. The river is full of rivers and there is no end as far as the eye can see. If I don’t surrender, what can I do?”
He looked miserable, with tears running down his face.
"Why did Guan Yunchang treat me like this? He just burned some grain and then he wanted to kill me? Didn't he put me in the police station intentionally to kill me? He was unkind to me, so don't blame me for being unjust to him!"
Perhaps it was because he was too tired from shouting, or perhaps because he had not had a drop of water since yesterday. Fu Shiren felt that his mouth was dry, his belly was hungry, and his limbs bound by ropes could not be lifted at all.
But he was still dissatisfied and resentful!
"And you, Mi Fang! Why don't you surrender? Why don't you surrender? I heard from Lu Xun that you surrendered in the first place. If it weren't for His Highness, there would still be Mi Zi Fang kneeling here today!"
After hearing what Fu Shiren said, Mi Fang's expression changed drastically. He looked at Liu Chan with some fear, and found that Liu Chan's expression was as usual and he didn't even look at him. Then he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, hanging in his throat. My heart gradually relaxed.
Mi Yang couldn't sit still when his father was insulted.
He looked sternly and stared at Fu Shiren with cold eyes, saying: "Although my father had intended to surrender, he has not surrendered after all. Jiangling City has always been in the hands of our army. Even because my father was not afraid of death, he went to lure Lu Meng into the city. How can you achieve such great achievements that a traitor like you can't compare to?"
"I didn't expect that you still thought like this before you died?"
Liu Chan's face was cold, and he held the sword in his hand across his chest.
"Fu Shiren, you have three deaths!"
Liu Chan shouted angrily in the hall:
"This first death:
The former general asked you to guard the public security, not because he wanted you to die, but because he believed in your ability. You, Fu Shiren, are an old minister of my father Yuancong. He thought that your loyalty was absolutely no problem, so he put all the people on his back When I was put in your hands, I never expected that you were not worthy of trust. Instead, you would use your sword to hit the former general on the back and give him a fatal blow! "
If Liu Chan hadn't arrived in Jiangling in time, I'm afraid the situation in Jingzhou would have deteriorated by then.
Even if Guan Yu can be saved, the land of Jingzhou will still be lost.
For the Shu Han, the loss of Jingzhou was like a broken arm. Their vitality was severely damaged, and the probability of unifying the world dropped by more than 30%!
"This second death:
As an old minister of your father Wang Yuancong, you want to surrender even if you are facing an attack by 30,000 troops from Jiangdong? Wuling has 50,000 unworthy flying troops. You send your own envoys to go there and guard the public security for three or two days. Lu Meng will be unable to get out of the public security. If nothing happens, you abandon the city and flee. When the former general and the Wuling army arrive, how can Jiangdong be accomplished? thing? After all, are you afraid of death? How can a person as timid as a mouse dare to blame others? "
Liu Chan's mouth escape attacks continued continuously.
"This third death:
Even if you, as a general guarding the public security, watch the police officers being killed and humiliated, how can you feel at ease? Because of your own fault, your family and children were buried with you? You beast! He was still dissatisfied and dared to bark in the lobby. He was unfaithful, unfilial and unkind. I have never seen such a shameless person! ! "
Liu Chan was so angry that he started to get angry.
"you!"
Fu Shiren's face was red, because he was angry and ashamed.
Liu Chan also didn't talk nonsense to him.
"How can you, a disloyal, dishonest and shameless person, live under this bright blue sky?"
Liu Chan shouted angrily and suddenly slashed at Fu Shiren with his sword.
He originally wanted to cut Fu Shiren in half from the shoulder, but the sword was not sharp enough and only cut half of it in.
Fu Shiren let out a shrill scream and looked at his body with horrified eyes, only to see blood spurting out, which was too horrible to look at.
But that’s fine. As a traitor, if you want to die happily, it’s not that simple!
Fu Shiren's body fell limp to the ground, with unfinished pain and unwillingness still on his face.
Liu Chan looked calm, like an old butcher who had been killing pigs and dogs for ten years. The sword in his hand did not stop, and this time he slashed at Fu Shiren's neck.
Fu Shiren's body trembled again, but there was no sound, only blood spurting out like a fountain.
Drenched with blood, Liu Chan, who was originally a humble young man, turned into a hellish Shura.
He turned around and glanced at his ministers and generals, but no one in the hall dared to look at him.
Mi Fang, in particular, was breathing rapidly. Liu Chan's emotionless eyes glanced over at him, as if there was an invisible hand grabbing and squeezing his heart.
From this moment on, Mi Fang secretly swore in her heart that even if she was shattered into pieces, she could not surrender or become a traitor!
Fu Shiren's fate is right in front of him.
Who dares to imitate it?
