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Five hundred and eighty-eighth chapter cut Zhao Gou

This treacherous minister is Qin Hui's deputy.

If Qin Hui, the treacherous minister, was the leader of the frame-up Yue Fei, then Zhang Jun played a role as a helper.

"Will this person be killed?"

Lu Bu pointed at Zhang Jun and asked loudly.

"Kill, kill..."

The people watching around shouted angrily. The treacherous ministers in the Song Dynasty's court not only plundered in the court, but their reputation was naturally passed down from the people and aroused anger.

"cut."

Looking at the people's shouts, Lu Bu naturally did not hesitate and gave an order.

The executioner raised his sword and cut it down without any mercy.

Suddenly.

More than a dozen heads of Zhang Jun’s entire clan fell to the ground.

Afterwards.

All the officials of the Song Dynasty were taken to the execution ground, and life and death were all based on the people gathered here. They could kill them and forgive them.

certainly.

Not all the officials of the Song State indignated the people, and they were also loyal and kind in it, and they were naturally seen by the people and would not kill them.

Time is fast.

More than a hundred court officials in the Song Dynasty were tried, and all the treacherous officials were killed.

In the end, the last clan is left.

That is, the current Zhao family imperial power, and the current Song emperor Zhao Gou's entire clan.

"Bring Zhao Gou up." Lu Bu waved his hand.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but condense.

Under the escort of dozens of soldiers, Zhao Gou's concubines, children, and the entire clan were taken to the execution ground.

"No, no..."

When Zhao Gou saw the blood marks all over the execution ground, he was scared, and as a dignified emperor, he was so scared that his face turned pale.

"I believe that this person is familiar with you and others."

"He is the emperor of the Song Kingdom, Zhao Gou." Lu Bu pointed at Zhao Gou and said.

The people around him were different from the treacherous ministers who had treated him before. The eyes of Zhao Gou had an unspeakable awe.

after all.

The one who was to be judged by them here was the lord of the State of Song, and the emperor above them, who once dominated their life and death.

"This person is stubborn and favors treacherous ministers, extremely stupid, and ignores the pillars of the country. You and others say, should he kill?" Lu Bu pointed at Zhao Gou and asked loudly again.

This was also the last question. After solving this problem, the Song Dynasty courts were completely disintegrated.

If it is a person in this world.

Perhaps no one dared to bear the crime of regicide, but the Han Dynasty had no scruples at all. Zhao Gou was indeed the king, but he was not the king of the Han Dynasty, nor the king of the soldiers who came to this world here.

If you kill, you will kill.

If not.

Then there was no need to kill all the treacherous ministers in the Song Dynasty before.

After all, that is also the foundation of a country for Song State.

I heard Lu Bu ask again.

The people around the execution ground were silent.

This is the first time they have faced such a thing when they judged the emperor and the king of a country.

When the scene was quiet, a strange murderous intent was also formed against the entire Zhao Gou clan.

"Save me, you are all my people, save me quickly."

"I don't want to die."

"I am the lord of the revival of the Song Dynasty. If I hadn't, you would have all died under the Iron Cavalry of the Jin Kingdom."

"If I die, the Song Dynasty will fall apart. I can't die..."

Zhao Gou's eyes were filled with tears and he begged bitterly.

Once upon a time, he could not have thought that his life as an emperor would be controlled by these civilians, but now he has no choice.

He must endure humiliation and live.

Otherwise he would not have waited for reinforcements from all over the country to come.

"Since the Zhao family's imperial power took over the Central Plains, the people have lived in poverty. The Han people in the Central Plains have been bullied by foreign countries and are extremely miserable. This is all because of their innocence as emperors."

"Originally, General Yue Fei killed the enemy for the country and served the Han family, but in the end he was suspicious of this foolish monarch. He was not worthy of being the monarch, let alone dominate us."

"A foolish monarch should kill..."

"kill..."

Among the onlookers, from the beginning of the discussion, it gradually gathered into a same voice, that is, the word "kill".

"No, you can't kill me."

Hearing the gathering of shouts of killing, Zhao Gou's face became extremely frightened.

"Zhao Gou, it's not that you were going to kill you, but that the people you once ruled wanted to kill you. This is the result of your stupidity and innocence." Lu Bu said lightly, and the result was already obvious.

And after the execution ground.

Yue Fei was watching this scene silently: "The trial of Fengbo Pavilion has concluded your friendship between the king and the minister. This time your life was decided by the people, and I cannot beg the great man to forgive you."

After all.

Yue Fei felt a deep disappointment in his heart, and his disappointment in Zhao Gou.

It can be imagined.

If Zhao Gou was a promising king at the beginning, he did not favor treacherous ministers and loved the people, then this would not be the case today, and how could it become such a situation where everyone shouted to kill.

At the end of the day.

All of this was asked by him.

"Executioner, kill." Lu Bu said coldly, and the sentence was completely announced.

"promise."

More than a dozen executioners began to prepare.

"No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my nearly one million troops in the Song Dynasty will not let you go."

"I promise you that as long as you let me go, I am willing to abdicate. I will not be the emperor anymore. I just want the general to spare my life..." Zhao Gou begged for mercy again without limit.

"kill."

Lu Bu had no expression on his face.

The throne is indeed very attractive, but for the ministers of the Han Dynasty, only with strong cultivation, immortality and following Liu Xie to fight all worlds is their pursuit.

"promise."

More than a dozen executioners had no scruples and raised their hands and fell.

Crack.

In a blink of an eye.

More than a dozen heads fell to the ground, including the direction of the authority of the Song State, and Emperor Zhao Gou of Song also died under the sword.

What's ridiculous is.

When he was in the Heavenly Prison, he was still thinking that the man was worried about his identity and would not attack him. He would be able to be free as soon as the army of the king arrived. But now he looked at it, it was a complete joke.

His so-called identity of the emperor is nothing in the eyes of the great man.

"Okay, it's all over."

"I will wipe out all injustice for you."

"After today, you are no longer a citizen of the Song Kingdom, but a commoner of our Han Dynasty."

"Do you know?"

After dealing with Zhao Gou, Lu Bu looked at the countless people in front of him and shouted.

"Report to the general, we understand."

Countless people replied in awe.

"Very good." Lu Bu smiled faintly, not caring too much about whether they were sincere. After all, the fundamental thing is to wipe out this world as quickly as possible.

"Boping, what should we do next?" Lu Bu looked at Gao Shun and asked.

"Since Emperor Song has issued an order to support the king, we will let the army from all over the State of Song to support the king, and we will catch all the people in one go." Gao Shun smiled and had already brought plans for planning.

actually.

When Qin Hui sent someone to send messages out of the city, Gao Shun had already mastered it, but he did not stop it, and he deliberately promoted it.
Chapter completed!
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