The young emperor decided to kill Jing Changjia Wen, which was really a big deal for the court.
First of all, His Majesty and Jing Changjia grew up together and had an extraordinary friendship. Being able to ruthlessly eradicate it at this time has already shown the iron-blooded skills in the future.
Secondly... they are Jing Changjia's "minions" all over the court.
There are too few courtiers in this court who have nothing to do with Jing Changjia. He presided over the imperial examinations in the first year of Kaiming, and recommended or promoted many talents to Beijing.
But Prince Yunzhong didn't like to be sociable. He showed favors but didn't have much friendship with others. At this time, it was determined that he was going to be executed. Everyone related to him was in danger for a while, but not many people interceded on his behalf.
The matter that had been going on for more than half a month came to an end just like that.
Yang Yiheng felt an evil energy in his heart, which he couldn't express or swallow. He choked and shook his sleeves and withdrew directly from the court.
But for He Qingji, this was good news worth celebrating.
When the emperor grows up, he must personally govern. Prince Yunzhong has stretched his hand too far and should be removed. In his opinion, this is a symbol of Yang Yiheng's growth into a qualified emperor.
So everyone dispersed, and he went straight to Qinzheng Hall, wanting to encourage this student who had finally grown up.
Jing Changjia got the news a little later.
The person who brought him the news was none other than Si Linhuo, the commander of the prison.
As the commander, he took the lead in violating the law and went to Jing Changjia's cell with a bottle of rose dew.
The cell was dimly lit. He walked in with a lantern, and the light made Jing Changjia squint.
Lin Huo noticed his expression, raised his hand to dim the light of the lantern, and then shook the rose dew in his hand: "Have a drink?"
"Drink." Jing Changjia smiled and stretched out his hand, "Open the door."
"You have lived here for a long time, and you consider yourself a master." Lin Huo said unforgivingly, but he had already unlocked the cell door and entered the cell door with a lamp and wine.
He did not show politeness to Jing Changjia, found the straw pile, sat down directly, and said directly: "Your Majesty is going to kill you."
"Let me wait." Jing Changjia sat opposite him, "You came here today to practice for me?"
"He Qingji is extremely happy." Lin Huo answered the question, "He is the person you chose."
"Doesn't this just prove that I have good taste. He is loyal." Jing Changjia knocked on the bottle of rose dew, "Where is the cup?"
Lin Huo sneered, took out two cups from his arms, filled them solemnly, and then handed one to Jing Changjia.
Jing Changjia drank it all in one gulp and laughed, "Good wine!"
Lin Huo didn't say anything, just filled another cup for him.
Rose Dew has a sweet taste and a long aftertaste. It is a sweet wine loved by wealthy people in Beijing. Because it is not easily intoxicating, it is also a common drink used by wealthy families to entertain guests at banquets.
Jing Changjia drank all the rose dew in the capital, and even the ones in the palace were not as sweet and refreshing as the bottle Lin Huo brought.
He was happy in his heart and the wine tasted good, so he drank one glass after another.
Lin Huo poured him wine quietly until the bottle was empty, then he threw it away and asked, "That's it?"
Jing Changjia held the wine glass and looked at him with a squinted smile: "What?"
Lin Huo lowered his eyes: "It's nothing. I will be on duty on the day of execution and will not send you away."
"Then I'd like to trouble Commander Lin to send someone to bring me a bowl of meat." Jing Changjia drank the last glass of wine, "lest the lonely wild dog on Huangquan Road see me alone and fight back without half a liang of assets." , come to scare me."
Lin Huo sneered: "Are you also afraid of the lonely wild dogs on the Huangquan Road?"
"Afraid. I'm so scared." Jing Changjia returned the wine glass to him, "That's why I asked you for meat so that we can bribe them together."
Lin Huo sneered: "Boring."
He took back the wine glass and left the Zhenfu Prison without looking back.
Jing Changjia smiled and waved goodbye to him.
The briefly bright cell dimmed again. Jing Changjia gathered up the pile of straw that Lin Huo had collapsed before sitting down again.
He stared blankly at the cell door, suddenly feeling a little drunk. Otherwise, why would those suppressed thoughts pop up again?
That's all? of course not.
Of course he didn't accept his fate from the beginning.
After realizing Yang Yiheng's thoughts, he thought about leaving the capital directly.
He has money and soldiers, where can he go?
But what then?
As soon as he left, could Yang Yiheng be able to hold on like this? With Yang Yiheng's temperament, people all over the world will definitely arrest him. He is determined not to live in hiding all his life. If he doesn't want to live this kind of life, what should he do? Or should he just do the opposite?
Jing Changjia smiled and shook his head.
The word "rebellion" is easy to say, but behind every stroke there are rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. If he takes this step for his own selfish desires, what does the spear he picked up when he was fourteen count?
Is his backbone that solidified in the cold wind and snow just for the general's glory and immortality? If it was just for this, why would he return to the capital, and why would he protect Yang Yiheng.
Seeing that everything is getting better, is he going to ruin everything for his own selfish desires?
Not interesting.
It’s so boring no matter how you think about it.
He lost all his close elders when he was seventeen years old. It was probably destined that Yang Yiheng would have to suffer the same fate. When he was seventeen years old, he would kill his only brother with his own hands.
So be it.
Jing Changjia sighed with a smile, and lay down with his head on his back: "If you are born in the world of the sun and have an end, why not return to the underworld after death? The world of the sun and the underworld are all similar..."
"...just like drifting in a foreign land."
He has been wandering in a foreign land for more than ten years, and he is not afraid of wandering for a few more years.
…
Of course, there is no need to choose an auspicious day to execute a criminal.
The Wenhua Palace ministers, headed by He Qingji, were afraid of long nights and many dreams, so they directly set the execution day on the day after Lin Huo visited Jing Changjia.
That day the wind was clear and the weather was fine.
Jing Changjia had stayed in the underground Zhenfu Prison for too long. When the sun shined on him, he felt uncomfortable all over. He narrowed his eyes and was put into the prison car, all the way to the execution ground.
Not long after, people gathered around the prison van.
When the Prince of Yunzhong County was young, he was a powerful young general at the border. Later, when he returned to the capital, he became a famous noble son in the capital. When they saw him riding in the prison car today, they all stopped curiously.
"Is that... His Highness Yunzhong?"
"Your Highness? What Your Highness? You are a sinner now!"
"But I haven't heard that His Highness Yunzhong has committed any serious crimes? He is not related to the Tian family..."
"Silence!" Someone shouted angrily next to the prison car, "What are you talking about?! Watch your heads!"
The people who were watching suddenly stopped talking, and when the prison car was far away, someone whispered: "I heard that His Highness Yunzhong went too far, and the Tian family couldn't bear it..."
"Oh? How do you know?"
"Hey, that woman of mine is the purchaser of that house." He pointed to the noble house in the east, "I heard that the Prince of Yunzhong County was too greedy and wanted to take over the new product that the court had finally cultivated. Put it in the grain..."
"New grain seeds!"
The people suddenly became excited. They were familiar with this matter: "That's what happened. Last year I heard that all the farmers who were farming had a bumper harvest!"
"Isn't that right? My neighbor's field was selected by the government because he was so thin. Last year, it was rare to have a good harvest."
"This Yunzhong County Prince is too courageous. He dares to attack Liangzhong."
"No wonder the Tian family can't bear their relationship like that."
Walking all the way to the execution ground, the discussion became louder and louder. Until the end, even the strong man following the car could not restrain him.
Jing Changjia was in the car. What he heard in his left ear was "Great Greed", and what he heard in his right ear was "Exploitation". As he listened, he actually wanted to laugh.
Then he laughed.
Because of his smile, the people were in an uproar.
"You corrupt official! How dare you laugh!"
"You are so bold when you are about to die! Aren't you afraid?!"
The crowd became more and more excited, and the warriors at the execution ground quickly shouted to stop. Jing Changjia looked at them and felt that the farce in front of him was really boring.
Why go through such a scene? It's better to let him die in the Zhenfu Prison and avoid watching such a boring joke.
Not interesting.
The prison officer was an unfamiliar face. He looked at Jing Changjia and said solemnly: "Prisoner Jing Changjia, what else do you have to say?"
"There's nothing to say." Jing Changjia reminded, "You haven't read the verdict yet."
The supervisor looked at him and sneered: "I don't need you to commit a crime to remind me what I want to do."
He picked up the judgment paper on the table and said loudly: "The prisoner Jing Changjia is from the capital. He is twenty-three years old..."
"Beep——"
A harsh electronic sound drowned out the supervisor's voice.
Jing Changjia was shocked and turned around - there were still excited faces in his field of vision. Among the crowd, there was no familiar face in gray clothes and dirty robes.
It's... what's the sound?
"Beep...zila...beep..."
Jing Changjia's heart, which had been calm all this time, was suddenly clenched. He looked around with a sharp expression, and the veins in his hands had popped out.
When the supervisor on the stage saw this, he shouted in surprise: "Jing Changjia, what are you going to do?!"
"Program self-correction completed. Starting up."
"What?" Jing Changjia asked.
"Powered on——"
The world seemed to become quiet for an instant, and apart from the sudden electronic sound, there was no other sound.
Jing Changjia stood on the execution platform, his eyes slowly looking around.
The excited common people and the panicked warriors all stayed at that moment, as if their lives had been abruptly pressed on the pause button. Even the supervisor stopped at that moment with his mouth wide open in surprise.
The whole world was suspended by a force.
Only he can still move.
"What are you?" Jing Changjia asked.
"Hello host, I am the Interconnection System of All Realms."
said the sharp electronic voice.
