The eldest son is fierce

Emperor Yanwen's words were equivalent to sentencing Fan Mingzhong and the prince to death.

Tang Yi immediately felt happy. If you say so, Dog Emperor, then I won’t be polite to you.

Although I don't really want to be stained with your son's blood, but seeing your attitude, I can't help but do it. There is no other way. I can only sacrifice myself to fulfill your wish.

As for your desire to settle the score with me in the future...haha, forget it in this life, you can't beat me.

"Sentence? The sentence has just been passed. Execute immediately!"

Tang Yi carried a large sword and shouted, "Come here, where is my guillotine? Serve me with it!"

Zhan Ying immediately waved his hand, and four constables came out carrying dog-head guillotines covered with red cloth.

boom!

The dog-head guillotine was placed heavily on the ground, and the chief constable Zhan Ying personally uncovered the red cloth, and the dog-head guillotine appeared in everyone's sight. The copper-colored metal dog body base and the shiny black sword shone coldly in the sunlight, and were very deterrent.

When they saw the dog-head guillotine, all the civil and military officials present felt a chill on their necks. The young master of the Duke of Liang's Mansion was beheaded with this dog-head guillotine. Now, when they thought of the bloody scene, they shuddered.

Fan Mingzhong peed again on the spot. He was at the scene when Tang Yi beheaded Liang Rong. He had witnessed Liang Rong's head falling off and the people cheering for the scene.

But he didn't expect that the situation would change so quickly and it happened to him!

"No, Tang Yi, Tang Yi, spare me, spare me!"

"No, I don't want it, let me go, I was wrong, let me go!"

"Uncle Ming, Uncle Gui, save me, save me..."

"..."

Fan Mingzhong was held up by two constables and his head was pressed into the guillotine. He was scared again and peed his pants, just like water leaking from a pipe, and the urine seeped all over the floor.

At this moment, he finally remembered that he still had two expert bodyguards, but when he turned around desperately... there was no sign of the two old ghosts behind him, they had already run away.

Tang Yi took the token, walked over to Fan Mingzhong, squatted down, and stared at him with a sneer: "Don't you like the screams of his children when their hands and feet are chopped off? Now, I'll let you hear the sound of your head hitting the ground."

"As for your two bodyguards..."

He leaned close to Fan Mingzhong and whispered, "They both have wanted to kill you for a long time. Otherwise, why do you think I would come to see you carrying a huge sword?"

"Also, why do you think the two ghost elders can escape unscathed after entering the palace?"

"Do you really think the Imperial Guards are just there to do nothing? Do you really think their commander, Zhao Lao Hu, is a paper tiger? Do you really think the Imperial Guards' pursuit is meaningless?"

"Idiot, I've given you so many flaws, and you still think you can do whatever you want!"

Fan Mingzhong's plea for mercy stopped abruptly, and he stared at Tang Yi with his big eyes, with shock and astonishment in his eyes.

So, their plan wasn't entirely investigated by the Imperial Guards? Was it also betrayed to them by the two ghost elders?

Did the two ghost elders escape unscathed by making a deal with the emperor? Or did they make a deal with Tang Yi?

"cut!"

Tang Yi stood up and casually threw the token in his hand down.

Zhan Ying pressed the guillotine hard with both hands.

Click!

Fan Mingzhong's head fell to the ground and rolled around, his eyes still wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

He probably never figured out until his death that the two ghost elders who had protected him for so long and obeyed his every word like two old dogs actually pushed him into hell with their own hands in the end.

Seeing this scene, Qi Wendao and other ministers of Fan Party all closed their eyes in pain.

It was not sadness, but anger. The good situation they had worked so hard for was ruined by Fan Mingzhong. Even when Fan Yong returned to Kyoto, they still had to endure Fan Mingzhong's wrath!

"Ah, ah, ah..."

"Don't come over here, don't come over here, get out of here, get out of here."

"Biu, biu, ghost, there is a ghost, ghost, get out of here quickly..."

When Crown Prince Xiao Cong saw Fan Mingzhong's head fall to the ground, he was so frightened that he jumped away, screaming and pissing and defecating.

He blocked the group of criminal officials in front of him and dodged backwards desperately, as if there was a ferocious beast chasing him, pulling his hair and scratching his face. In a moment, he was covered in blood.

Tang Yi was stunned when he saw this scene. Damn, is he crazy?

Originally, he thought this guy was pretending to be crazy in order to survive, but when he saw the fear and dementia in his eyes, Tang Yi was sure that this guy was really crazy and not pretending...

Damn it, he did so many evil things, drove so many people crazy? In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and went crazy too?!

Damn it! Why didn't you go crazy earlier or later? Now you're going to die, are you crazy?

"Your Majesty, the deposed Crown Prince committed heinous crimes, but he is still insane. This can be considered as paying off his evil debt."

Du Huaifang immediately stood up, knelt before Emperor Yanwen, and bowed to him, saying, "I boldly beg Your Majesty to spare the Crown Prince's life and to permanently confine him to the Zongren Mansion to demonstrate Your Majesty's benevolence..."

It’s good to be crazy, it’s good to be crazy!

It’s great to be crazy!

Tang Yi was his favorite future grandson-in-law. Killing Fan Mingzhong and Yuwen Feng was no problem, but killing the crown prince in front of the emperor would definitely be a problem in the future, even if it was no problem now.

No matter what the reason, killing a son by his father would plant a thorn in the emperor's heart that would be difficult to remove.

"Your Majesty, the prince has received the punishment he deserves. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy."

Du Zhun also immediately knelt beside his father. Although he didn't like Tang Yi, he didn't want the Du family to suffer because of Tang Yi.

"Your Majesty, please show mercy and spare the prince's life."

"Your Majesty, the prince has gone mad. This is considered paying off his debt. Your Majesty, please forgive him this time!"

"I second the proposal!"

"..."

Ministers of the prince's party, such as Wang Anxiu, also stood up to plead for the prince.

Finally, Prime Minister Qi Wendao and his party also stood up. Although they hated the idea of ​​creating a rift between Tang Yi and Emperor Yanwen, now that everyone was pleading for the prince, they couldn't hide away even if they wanted to.

However, facing the ministers' pleas for mercy, Emperor Yanwen simply looked at Tang Yi and said, "Mr. Tang, what do you think?"

What do you think? Your good-for-nothing son is unforgivable, don't you know?

Tang Yi naturally wanted to kill the prince, but when he saw this guy pulling himself up and smearing his blood on his face, his murderous intent was not so strong.

Moreover, Du Huaifang and Du Zhun were obviously doing this for his own good. They didn't want him to be charged with regicide, otherwise it would be difficult for him to get along with Emperor Yanwen in the future.

Thinking of this, he looked at Emperor Yanwen and said, "Your Majesty, I think what the ministers have requested is very reasonable."

"Since the prince has already paid the price for his own death, let him be spared!"

The prince cannot survive. If he doesn't die now, he will die from various reasons in a short time.

Death from illness, death from sleep, choking while eating, sudden death...

"In that case, let's spare his life!"

Emperor Yanwen glanced at the frantic Crown Prince and said, "Come here, imprison the deposed Crown Prince in the Imperial Clan House forever. Without my order, he is not allowed to step out of the Imperial Clan House for the rest of his life!"

"And no one is allowed to visit."