Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

After a pause, the guard commander came closer and said teasingly, "I hope you can vent your anger, Lord."

He was also anxious just now and hoped that the Marquis of Loyalty would not bear a grudge against him.

After all, one of the executioners was his brother-in-law. Lingchi was very particular about how to do it. One more or one less cut would not do. The number of cuts had to be sufficient.

What if the Marquis of Zhongyi slaps the woman and scrapes off a layer of skin on her face, losing a piece of flesh? Then his brother-in-law will be in an additional risk!

so far so good.

The commander of the guards breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Lu Yi, and left with a large group of guards.

Guo Fuyue and Lu Qian, who were shackled, were sobbing and unable to speak. Their legs were so weak from fear that they couldn't even stand up!

Their eyes were glazed over, as if they had been frightened to death. They couldn't even shout for help. They were dragged by the guards for a long distance, and their incoherent wails could be heard on both sides of the street.

"Let me go! You bastards! You've got the wrong guy! You even dared to offend me! Get out of here! Put me down!"

"Prince Yuan, save me! Dad, save me! I don't want to die!"

Lu Yi watched the guards go away, his eyes without any emotion.

"Waiter, what's going on? What happened?!" Lu Jian, who had rushed over, heard the lingering wailing and exclaimed while holding the door.

"Oh my God! What a mortal sin this is!"

Lu Yi's eyes moved to Lu Fen, "Uncle, can you stand up?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Lu Fen endured the numbness in his calves that felt like ants gnawing at him, and forced a smile uglier than crying towards Lu Yi.

At the vegetable market entrance, four burly men were sharpening their knives, and more and more people gathered around to watch.

"People today are so kind and compassionate that killing people is rare, let alone using torture like lingchi (slicing) and beheading. What terrible mistake did they make?"

"Yeah, there are two kids too, isn't that a bit of a problem?"

"Shh! Don't you dare say that in public! Do you want to be tied up too?!"

The eunuch holding a whisk on the stage listened to the whispers below and snorted with disdain.

What do you ignorant people know? Since His Majesty wants to execute someone, he must have committed a heinous crime and must be put to death!

He saw a restaurant not far away and a long piece of red cloth on the second floor. His eyes lit up. He took out the imperial edict from his sleeve, cleared his throat, and read it aloud.

Read it again and again until the last moment before execution!

We must let the world know how heartless and shameless these four people are!

On the second floor, the emperor clenched his fists, his eyes unable to conceal his anger. "It's too easy for them to die like this."

The Imperial Master brought over a cup of hot tea and slowly advised, "I've polished it up quite a bit for you. The charges against you are enough to infuriate the people. They're not too cheap. Please calm down."

There is still more than half an hour before the execution.

Lu Yi stopped at an open space for acrobatics, looking past the acrobats who were performing hard and straight at the sloppy boy in the cage with his long hair covering his face.

"Sir, you..." The man came over, followed Lu Yi's line of sight, smiled and showed a row of teeth, and explained:

"This child was born into poverty. Although it's a bit tiring to follow us, at least he has something to eat. If you can't bear it, you can..."

The man smiled and rubbed his fingers together.

There was no pity in Lu Yi's eyes. He smiled and said, "How much do you want to buy his life?"

"what?!"

Even though the man was knowledgeable and experienced, he didn't react immediately. Seeing this, the old man waiting in the waiting room walked over quickly and pushed away his stupid son who didn't know how to make money.

"Sir, we bought this at a high price."

As the old man explained, he looked up and down at Lu Yi's clothes. When he saw the jade pendant with dragon pattern on his waist, his eyes widened.

He paused, then said with difficulty, "Why not sell it to the young master for one tael of silver?"

Lu Yi took out a piece of silver and weighed it, it should be about three taels.

"I'm buying his life, do you understand?" Lu Yi handed over the silver and said.

"I understand." The old man put the silver in his pocket with a smile, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes when he looked at the cage.

"I'll take the child away and return him in the evening."

"I understand. Don't worry. We have been setting up the stall here and staying up late. We won't let him stay overnight." The old man patted his chest and promised.

Lu Yi pulled the rope, put the dazed Lu Yang onto the cart, and led him all the way to Caishikou.

The execution had already begun. Some people couldn't bear to watch the scene, so Lu Yi and Lu Yang stood in an empty space.

The shrill screams squeezed into his ears one after another. Lu Yang shuddered, opened his eyes that were covered with eye boogers, and his blurred gaze lingered on the stage.

Gradually, his pupils trembled, and Lu Yang's cloudy eyes showed a complicated expression, sometimes happy, sometimes ferocious.

The whole person seemed to be crazy, with extreme joy and sorrow appearing alternately on his face, and he even forgot to breathe.