"Sigh! Old Master Yu actually ended up like this?”
"Speaking of which, Mr. Yu is also the teacher of the emperor. He can even kill his own teacher.!”
"This is bad. Without Mr. Yu, the crafty minister Li Yan is really going to cover the sky with one hand!”
"His Majesty is muddle-headed, and treacherous officials are in power. The country is about to fall!”
"Shh! Be careful not to let the lackeys of the Yan Party hear you…"
……
Among the crowd of onlookers, a few scholars gathered and discussed.
There were many similar discussions among the crowd.
No matter how capable Yu Qian was, at least he was an official and was relatively honest. His official reputation was also very good.
It could be said that if Yu Qian was really beheaded today, Zhao Zheng's reputation as a " fatuous ruler " would no longer be taken away. His not-so-good reputation among the people would plummet, and more people would be disappointed in him!
At this moment.
On the execution platform, a group of criminals were kneeling in prison uniforms.
Each of them had a token with the word "behead" stuck in their necks.
These criminals were all officials of the Qing Party faction who had been implicated.
The leader was an old man in his sixties.
This old man was the Yu Qian that everyone was talking about.
However, the current Yu Qian was wearing a dirty prison uniform and was in a sorry state. He did not look like the prime minister at all.
Yu Qian's eyes were also muddy and his face was ashen.
Obviously, the emperor trusted the treacherous officials and attacked him, which disappointed the old man.
Behind the criminals were a few bare-chested executioners holding sharp sabers.
In the pavilion on the high platform, there were a few officials who supervised the execution.
The officials frequently looked at the sky and paid attention to the time.
When the sun in the sky moved to the center, the official sitting at the head of the table immediately shouted,"Time's up!"
"Immediately execute him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the executioners heard the official's order. Before they could take action, a fast horse galloped over from afar!
" Spare me!!!"
A loud shout.
Before the person arrived, his voice could be heard from afar, resounding throughout the entire execution ground. It could be seen that the person's cultivation was profound.
It was Feng Zhong. He had rushed with all his might and finally arrived at the execution ground in time at 3.45 pm.
"The emperor has ordered to stop the execution immediately!”
Feng Zhong's vigorous voice resounded throughout the entire execution ground.
Then, Feng Zhong jumped off the horse's back and tapped the horse's head with the tip of his toes. His entire body floated up and arrived at the execution platform in a flash.
From this move alone, one could tell that Feng Zhong's cultivation was profound and his lightness skill was extraordinary.
The sudden change stunned everyone around the execution ground.
Yu Qian, who was kneeling on the ground, had his eyes lit up. His entire person seemed to have recovered his vitality…
On the contrary, the officials who were supervising the execution were very uncomfortable.
Seeing Feng Zhong's eunuch uniform and the gold-dragon token in his hand, the officials looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
These officials weren't stupid. Of course, they knew that Yu Qian was a thorn in the side of Prime Minister Li and Eunuch Cao.
On one side was the emperor's order, and on the other side were the two big shots who had power in the court…
What should they do?
Feng Zhong couldn't be bothered with what these people thought.
Since the Emperor wanted Yu Qian to live, then Yu Qian must live today!
……
At this moment, in a restaurant far away from Caishikou, there were two Taoist priests, one old and one young, sitting by the window on the second floor. They were drinking tea while looking at the execution ground at Caishikou.
The old Taoist priest was about 40 to 50 years old. He was thin and had beautiful sideburns. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and looked quite sage-like.
The younger Daoist priest looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He had red lips and white teeth. He was extremely handsome and had a pair of big black eyes that were filled with spirituality.
If one looked closely, one would realize that the Little Daoist's figure was curvy and slender. He did not look like a man at all…
An old man and a young man were drinking tea leisurely.
Suddenly!
After Feng Zhong appeared to stop the execution, the old Taoist priest's expression changed.
"Master, what's wrong?" The young Taoist asked.”
The old Taoist priest did not answer. Instead, he looked up at the sky and stared at it.
The young Taoist priest was very puzzled. He also raised his head, but he could not see anything.
After a while, the old Taoist retracted his gaze and frowned. He muttered to himself,"This is really strange. The fate of the Great Xia Kingdom actually shows signs of reviving. What exactly went wrong?”
"Master, what are you talking about?"
The old Taoist priest looked at his "disciple" and thought for a moment before saying,"Disciple, follow me back to the mountain gate."
"Master, didn't we just come out of the mountains?”"Didn't you say that this is the best time for us to leave the mountain?" The young Taoist asked curiously.”
"Fate is unpredictable. The situation has changed. We can't stay here for long.”The old Taoist priest explained patiently.
"Then are we still looking for the son of the True Dragon?”
"Let's not look for it. It's still uncertain who the true dragon is now. When the sky is clear, we'll come out of the mountain.”
The old Taoist priest looked at the young Taoist priest, his eyes filled with fatherly love...
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