Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1900

This is just a death row prisoner whose body shape is similar to Jiang Zhongxin.

Jiang Shuyuan's body shook violently, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He closed his eyes, and a hint of relief rose in the corners of his mouth.

But this moment of relaxation did not last long. Qiu Zhiyan's clear voice broke through the solemn atmosphere on the execution ground, "You won't be able to wait for the signal from the city defense camp." As soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed and he shouted sternly, "Capture him!"

Suddenly, Jingwei rushed in from all directions. With cold light flashing, hundreds of long swords were unsheathed at the same time, surrounding Jiang Zhongxin's confidants.

What is even more shocking is that the armor of those Jingweis is clearly engraved with the royal dragon emblem.

Jiang Shuyuan instantly broke out in a cold sweat on his back - these were actually the imperial guards who were stationed in the capital all year round!

It was not until this moment that everyone realized that this so-called "execution on the spot" was actually an elaborate trap.

What a good trick to lure the snake out of its hole! When Jiang Shuyuan was thinking about this, the sound of chains could be heard all around him.

Those close associates who had just been clamoring for justice for Jiang Zhongxin were now being pinned to the ground by the Imperial Guards like dead dogs.

A cold light flashed, and several people who struggled to resist the attacker were beheaded on the spot. The splattered blood formed dazzling streams on the bluestone slabs.

Qiu Zhiyan stood on the execution platform with his hands behind his back, his indigo official robe rustling in the north wind. He looked down at the silent crowd below the stage, and his voice was like ice, "From now on, the limit is three days——"

The execution ground was dead silent, with only the sound of iron chains colliding.

"Anyone involved in the Jiang Zhongxin case, regardless of their official rank or wealth—" He slowly raised his hand, revealing a corner of bright yellow silk from his sleeve. Suddenly, he waved his sleeve, and the imperial edict unfolded, "Those who surrender themselves can live."

As the silk scroll was turned, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Those who are late will be killed! No mercy!"

Within three days after that, a thin layer of frost formed on the bluestone steps in front of the yamen.

Before dawn, there were already figures wandering outside the yamen.

Merchants in silk and satin trembled as they held out their account books, while officials in official uniforms knelt in front of the steps and kowtowed repeatedly. Some even took off their belts and hung them on trees by the roadside before reaching the government office.

By the time the lawyer who was recording the confession was writing, he had worn out three of his red pens.

The pile of confessions grew higher and higher, and in the end, it cast a distorted shadow on the case, which looked very much like the outline of a guillotine.

Qiu Zhiyan sat under the mirror every day and collected the tearful confessions one by one.

When the evening drum sounded, he would wrap the day's confession in yellow silk and have four guards armed with swords escort it to Enyi Inn in the deepening dusk.

The prison was already overcrowded and could barely hold more people.

Emperor Zhaowu was so angry when he read the confessions that he didn't want to eat dinner for several days.

He slammed the confession down on the table so hard that the incense burner shook.

"Master, these jade dumplings..." Xiao Shuzi was holding the food box and before he could finish his words, he was frozen in place by a glare from Emperor Zhaowu.

"I have no appetite." The emperor rubbed his temple, his chest rising and falling violently under his black uniform. "These parasites! They eat the court's salary, but do evil things behind the scenes."

Xiao Shuzi bravely advised, "Master, please eat a little. You can't starve your dragon body for these things, right?"

His master has become thin due to hunger, which makes people feel sorry for him.

Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm full of anger."