Until thinking about this day many years later, Luo Chuan still could not imagine that a real prince who was once aloof and enjoyed all the people kneeling and worshiping him along the way would one day be killed by countless soldiers who once regarded him as an emperor and loyal to him. Under the gaze, how much courage and desperation is required to reveal the flesh.
Even if Yicheng is as silent as death at this moment, even if there are only a few Yicheng garrison on the city who can witness all this, even if there are only a few Shanshan soldiers outside the city who can see the details of the truth.
But if you see it, you see it. More and even more terrifying rumors will spread among endless people in the years to come, and eventually turn into sharp arrows, piercing this person and all the people with him one by one. I don’t know how many years and generations it will take for the people involved to finally eliminate it.
At this moment, Luo Chuan, who was also the governor, felt sad for some reason, thinking only one sentence over and over again in his heart.
It would be better to die in the palace like Yan Qichen, on the throne of the prefect...
Qianxue, who was right next to Luo Chuan, had an expressionless face, and the plain white team in front of her didn't arouse the slightest emotion in her.
The eyes under the shadow mask were cold and lifeless. Instead of looking at Meng Jiaoyang, they looked at a middle-aged man with messy hair and sloppy plain clothes in the team behind Meng Jiaoyang.
Si Qi lifted up his visor and looked at Meng Waner who was following closely behind Meng Jiaoyang, her face covered with dried tears, and the palace waiters who were crying but suppressing their voices, with mixed expressions.
Luo Chuan slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. The cavalry behind him sent a voice message, and the entire Lijun Qingqi slowly stopped twenty or thirty feet in front of the plain white team.
Chang Yufeng glanced at the slovenly middle-aged man in the plain white team opposite, and waved his hand to order the swordsmen to move their positions silently, forming a strange semicircle, and the "arrow" of Li Jun Qingqi where Luo Chuan was located. Location, faintly surrounded.
On the other side, Meng Jiaoyang did not let the team stop, and marched until they were only a few feet away from Luo Chuan and others. Then he struggled to jump off the horse, and his fat body staggered. If it weren't for the sloppy middle man behind him, The young man raised his hand and was about to fall aside.
Meng Jiaoyang stood firm and looked back at the sloppy middle-aged man supporting her.
Xiu Shuwang nodded, looked back at the team behind him and the Yicheng City in the distance, turned around, walked a few steps towards Luochuan's position, and then knelt on his knees in the middle of the road. Nodding to the ground, he said in a trembling voice, "Meng Jiaoyang, the fifty-second generation leader of the Yongchang Meng clan, together with the entire clan, the authority of Yongchang, and... the criminal's head, begged for surrender to the prefect of the Luo clan in Li County. !".Ь.
Luochuan was speechless for a moment, and the whole scene became a little cold.
Meng Jiaoyang lowered her head and glanced back. Next to Meng Waner, who had a look of deathly gray on her face, Lao Gu and two older palace waiters each took a tray and walked out quickly, bending down to pick up the three of them. A tray appeared in front of Lijun Qingqi.
Opening the white cloth on the tray, a large and thick jade seal with two squares, one large and one small, was revealed on the first tray. On the seal was a coiled body of a strange dragon-like snake-like fish. According to legend, Yongchang The Meng family prospered thanks to water transportation. The ancestors of the Meng family saw a dragon fish rising from the river. Therefore, the arowana became the inheritance totem of the Meng family and was engraved on the seal of the prefect.
On the second tray, there are tiger talismans of various shapes, large and small, made of gold, silver, copper and iron. These tiger talismans are well preserved, densely covered with patterns, and extremely exquisite. They are placed in rows, and they are all half of the right side.
What was placed on the third tray was a square black wooden box. The box had no holes and was tightly sealed so that the contents inside could not be seen.
Meng Jiaoyang did not raise her head, and after waiting for a long time, she continued. Although her voice was still trembling this time, her voice was much louder, "Meng is crazy and stupid. He repeatedly offends his master. He looks down in shame and his soul flies away. King Fu Weili, He is magnanimous and generous, reaching all over the world, and his kindness is as good as the sun. Today, the entire county of Yongchang throws their swords and sticks, and everyone from top to bottom, inside and outside, returns to Li County. I am willing to forgive the sins of Meng Jiaoyang alone and save the Meng family and the people of tens of thousands of people. I will worship again. , begging for surrender!!”
The autumn wind in the wilderness, the sunset remains the same.
Luochuan still didn't speak, but looked at the motionless mountain-shaking army in the distance.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the twilight, he turned his head to look at Siqi and said calmly, "Take it back and have a look."
Si Qi nodded, got off his horse, then called to the two horsemen around him, went forward to take the tray from the hands of Lao Gu and other three palace attendants, and presented it back to Luochuan's horse.
The dark horse under Luo Chuan's crotch glanced at the two trays in front, then sniffed at the third box and snorted.
Luo Chuan reached out and patted the black horse's neck, then lowered his head to look at the third box.
The cavalryman holding the third box opened the box knowingly, revealing an old human head. The head had a frightened face, disheveled beard and hair, and only a few insignificant vertical lines on the eyebrows that had been puzzled for years. traces of it, as if all the sorrow and anger in the world had been eliminated at this moment.
It was the head of Meng Xiaotian, the former governor of Yongchang County.
Luochuan looked at Qianxue, who nodded to him, and then looked at Chang Yufeng, who was looking at the head indifferently, who also nodded slightly.
Then, Luo Chuan finally looked at Meng Jiaoyang, who was kneeling on the ground not far away with her upper body exposed. He waved his hand, and a flame flew straight towards him.
The slovenly middle-aged man standing behind Meng Jiaoyang opened his eyes and was about to move, but suddenly froze, and then looked at the sky with a horrified expression, not daring to move.
Meng Jiaoyang only felt a sudden warmth on her already stiff body, and then her arms, which were numb from being tied up for too long, suddenly dropped and rested on the cold ground. Only then did she regain some feeling. He quickly He raised his head and met Luo Chuan's eyes, which seemed to be cold to the bone and filled with murderous intent under his blood armor. He was so frightened that he completely forgot the third set of words he had originally thought of, leaving only His lips trembled. XiuShu.com
Luo Chuan waved his hand again, and there were suppressed exclamations in the plain white team. A blazing fire burned the coffin carried by several palace guards in the team.
"Yongchang Meng family," Luo Chuan's voice was heard far away with the blessing of true energy. "If you are in a prestigious position and cannot protect your people, that is called immorality. If you are located on the border and cannot protect your territory, that is called Disqualified, but all these are not the fault of Meng Jiaoyang, the former prefect of Yongchang County! Now, the guilty person is executed! All Yongchang belongs to Lijun Dynasty, and the people of the two counties are therefore protected from the disaster of swordsmanship. This is a great achievement! Hereby... ...."
Luochuan paused for a moment and said solemnly, "Hereby, the former prefect of Yongchang, Meng Jiaoyang, is granted the title of Marquis of Consecration and the governor of Ganyuan County. His son Meng Fan is the uncle of Zhongwu. He grants twenty miles of Ganyuan land to the Ganyuan Meng family. Pardon the remaining sins of the descendants of the Meng family in Ganyuan, allow them to enter the civil and military examinations, and move to the clan immediately!"
As soon as Luo Chuan's voice fell, Meng Jiaoyang bowed down first. This time, his voice was trembling with tears in his eyes, "My lord, I would like to thank you, Marquis Meng Jiaoyang, and the Meng clan of Ganyuan for your kindness, the governor!!!" "
