Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

East of the city, the execution ground.

The night watch drum for the hour of noon was still hanging on the eaves of the city wall, and the execution ground was already crowded with people who had come in the rain.

The charcoal seller stuffed his frozen hands into the charcoal basin of the wonton pole carrying pole next to him, and said with saliva flying that he saw the White Horse Battalion overturned the fortune-telling stall while galloping last night.

The proprietress of the silk shop clutched the blessed jade Buddhist beads and whispered to the flower girl that black smoke was coming out of the Shen family's ancestral tomb last month.

The scholars in the front row were holding "Chu Law Commentary" and arguing about which one was more in accordance with etiquette: dismemberment by five horses or lingchi.

But I don’t know whose child had climbed up the fork of the locust tree and was stuffing maltose into the cracks in the blue bricks that were engraved with the names of the criminals.

"coming!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd was like a tide split by a sharp blade.

Thirty-six golden-armored guards stepped on the ice to clear a path. When Chu Ning's dark cloak swept across the snow-covered execution platform, nine-story bronze sparrow lamps lit up at the same time.

The firelight illuminated a makeshift reed shed fifty feet away—the women of the Dugu family were spreading white silk on the straw mats, and next to them was the coffin of Grand Tutor Dugu Yan, the only grandson of the emperor.

Under the awning at the southeast corner of the execution platform, white papers were flying everywhere. They were the papers that were raised by the family of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue yesterday.

Not only that, there were people crying in the other three directions as well.

These are the families of the five adults who were killed by the remnants of the Zhao State!

Upon learning that the murderer had been found, these people came here with the body to watch the execution.

"Your Highness!"

Grand Tutor Dugu Xin knelt down first holding the blood letter, and the black gauze on his forehead hit the ice, splashing blood.

"This old minister and his only grandson has made this extremely miserable!"

"My Dugu family has only one son for three generations. My son finally had a son after much difficulty, but now he has been killed by these traitors!"

"I, an old minister, am unwilling to see my son die!"

"I beg Your Highness to allow me to gouge out his eyes and offer sacrifice to my grandson's eyes that are still open!"

Pingyang Marquis Lu Mengran unbuttoned his robe to reveal the whip marks on his back, the old and new scars overlapping to form a terrifying ravine: "I have fought for the Chu State and made great contributions, but I never thought that my son would die tragically at the hands of these people."

He suddenly tore open his shirt, and found a dagger as thin as a willow leaf on his chest: "I beg the prince to let me use this knife to execute you!"

At this time, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Chu Ning narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Shen Zhengqing who was being taken to the execution platform.

Originally, according to his intention, he would just kill Shen Zhengqing directly.

After all, they were Shen Wanying's few relatives, and he was too lazy to torture them.

But now, the two ministers demanded to carry out the execution themselves!

If I don't agree, I'm afraid I won't be able to give an explanation to these two people.

In the midst of contemplation.

Chief Censor Li Shaoyuan was the last to step forward, and his black hat was already covered with white hair.

He took out a handful of ashes from the pottery jar in his arms and let them scatter. Suddenly he pointed at Shen Zhengqing and laughed wildly: "You thief, you deserve this day!"

"That day when you ordered people to torture and kill my son, have you ever thought that there would be a day like that for you?"

"Today, in front of all the gentlemen and the people of the world, Your Highness will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Chu Ning and knelt down suddenly: "Your Highness, please give me a chance to do it myself!"

"I will personally cut off some of his flesh to offer sacrifice to my son's spirit in heaven!"

Chu Ning's heart sank.

The intention was to torture Shen Zhengqing and then kill him.

If he really agreed, it would be difficult to explain to Shen Wanying.

But if he doesn't agree, how will he deal with these adults?

At this moment, the Minister of Personnel, Lu Xiuwen, suddenly knelt down in front of him, his eyes full of bloodshot, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, I have been following you since I came to Bingzhou. It has been almost six years now."

"Over the years... ahem, I have never dared to neglect your orders."

"Now that my son has been killed, I have no other wish but to kill the enemy with my own hands!"

If it were someone else, Chu Ning would definitely not care.

But Lu Xiuwen is different.

Just as Lu Xiuwen himself said, he had followed him since Bingzhou and had made countless contributions.

Now he is the Minister of Personnel, in charge of the promotion of officials in the State of Chu, and is his confidant.

If he cannot even satisfy the wishes of his confidants, how will he conquer other officials in the future?

Thinking of this, Chu Ning took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Accurate."

As soon as these words were spoken, five roars sounded at the same time.

Dugu Xin held the poisoned silver needle tightly and stabbed it into Shen Zhengqing's left eye first.

Before the blood mixed with red and white could splash onto the mourning clothes, Lu Mengran had already gouged out his right eye with a scalpel.

When Lu Xiuwen was holding the dagger and piercing the eardrum, Liu Feng was using a sharp blade to smash Shen Zhengqing's white teeth.

Li Shaoyuan was the most cruel. He wrapped the bowstring around his neck three times and actually strangled his head.

Chu Ning frowned, and seeing that things were almost done, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Behead Shen Zhengqing and show him to the public."

He was worried that Shen Zhengqing might not be completely dead from the torture, so he decided to give him a ruthless blow.

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes, drew his sword, and slashed at Shen Zhengqing's neck.

"Pfft~"

Heads flew up and blood splashed all over Dugu Xin and the other five people, staining their mourning clothes red.

When the eight female prisoners were dragged up, the oldest suddenly sang the folk song of Zhao. The moment Chen An pulled off her veil, Dugu Xin and the other four cast angry glances at him.

The ice and blood on the execution platform creaked.

Dugu Xin tremblingly raised the silver needle in his hand, which was glowing faintly blue. His turbid eyes reflected the cinnabar between the eyebrows of the remnants of the Zhao State. He seemed to see the tragic scene of his grandson before his death.

When the needle pierced the girl's throat, the blood of the remnants of the Zhao State splashed onto his face full of wrinkles.

"Give this knife back to my son!"

Lu Mengran held the scimitar in reverse and cut open the red armor, and the knife was deeply embedded in the body of the remnant of the Zhao State.

The skinned Zhao remnant suddenly laughed shrilly, and blood spurted out of his bloody chest as he laughed.

Pingyang Hou cut off the piece of flesh with great rage, and roared to the sky: "My son, you can rest in peace now!"

Lu Xiuwen's dagger was very sharp and stabbed deeply into the heart of one of the Zhao remnants.

He looked at the other person's hideous face, twisted the dagger fiercely, and let the blood splatter out.

"This is the price you deserve. People like you deserve to die, deserve to die!"

As the remnant struggled, he soon lost his breath.

At this time, Liu Feng's dagger was placed at the throat of another Zhao remnant.

"You know, my son was the most favored, and his departure left my wife devastated!"

With every word he spoke, the dagger in his hand penetrated a little deeper.

The blood line at the throat of the remnant gradually turned into a huge fountain of blood, which gushed out.

But this way of dying could allow the remnant to clearly feel the flow of blood.

You can also feel the passing of life.

Liu Feng just wanted to make her feel scared!

At this time, Li Shaoyuan's bowstring had already tightened into the neck of the fifth remnant.

As the head rolled down, the Chief Censor suddenly froze.

Then he suddenly looked at the remaining three remnants and roared: "You all deserve to die!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled out three sharp arrows and drew the bow.

Kill one person with one arrow, shoot three arrows in a row!

In the end, all three remnants were shot dead.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Chu Ning waved his hand and said, "Send the five adults back!"

After saying this, he looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "According to the time, the monarchs of the four countries should have received the news."

“I wonder how they will react when they learn that the messenger has been killed.”