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The person who followed [   www.biqugex.co] Gao Guang, wearing an official uniform, an official hat, and a solemn face.

Who isn't Shang Qinjing?

Shang Liangyue looked at Shang Qinjing and remembered that she had finally heard from him when she was in the imperial city.

He came to Minzhou to be the governor.

The Emperor sent him.

At that time, the riots in Minzhou were so powerful that it was impossible not to find someone to come.

The emperor asked him to come as a recognition of his ability.

However, the situation at that time, the emperor's recognition of him was true or false, so I don't know.

But from the moment, I'm afraid it's not really recognized.

Otherwise, why would there be a highlight?

Gao Guang quickly sat down to the desk that had been prepared early, Shang Qinjing followed Gao Guang's desk with his lower right hand, and then the county government in Minzhou also sat down.

It can be said that all the officials in Minzhou have arrived today.

Seeing these officials sitting down one by one, the people were quiet.

They looked at the highlights as if they were looking at God, extremely pious.

Gao Guang didn't say anything, he looked at the Nanjia people being pressed on the stage, the woman named Xian'er and the man Di Lin.

His expression was indifferent.

He said everything he should have said last night, and they all have to die today.

Even the Emperor is the one who is in charge.

The man and woman kneeling on the stage felt the silence, just like the last silence before death, and tears flowed from their faces.

Seeing the tears of the two, the highlight's expression changed without any change.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and people are ruthless.

But, even sentient beings must have a degree.

The highlight turned around and looked at the sky.

The execution will be executed at three o'clock in the afternoon.

When the time comes, he will be executed.

As for the others, there is no.

Today is so simple.

Shang Liangyue looked at Gao Guang sitting behind the desk, then looked at Shang Qinjing, and finally looked at the officials of all sizes, with a smile on her face.

For some reason, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

Seeing her laugh, Di Yu tightened her waist, leaned his thin lips close to her ears, and whispered, "I'm so laughing."

His warm breathing sprayed on her ears, sideburns, and face, bringing a heat.

Shang Liangyue blinked and turned to look at him, "I guess I think today is a good day."

The sun shines in the sky, and the warm sunshine spreads the earth, suppressing the coolness of this winter.

Di Yu looked forward, and the bright light shone, illuminating everyone with great spirit.

It's indeed a good day.

Time passes in silence. For those who are about to be beheaded on the stage, they feel that time passes quickly, but for those who are waiting for execution, they feel that it is very slow.

They wished they could reach that noon immediately.

I saw all the people kneeling on the stage falling to the ground.

Fortunately, time is fair. Whether you want to be fast or slow, noon and three minutes come as time passes.

The sun rose to the sky and shone straight on Minzhou City, like a halo, forcing the haze that had been in Minzhou City for several days.

Highlight picked up a token from the bamboo tube.

There is a word written on it: Kill.

He didn't stop at all, and took the token and threw it on the ground.

Smack-

The token bounced on the ground twice, and then quieted down.

The chopsticks standing behind the Nanjia people raised their long knife with their hands, and then fell down...

Shang Liangyue's eyes were covered.

The moment the knife of the chopstick hand was swung down.

At the same time, Shang Liangyue heard the voice of the Nanjia people, "Today's humiliation, I, Nanjia, will report it in the future!"

Gulu—

The heads fell to the ground, blood scattered, spilling the entire platform.

Shang Liangyue seemed to hear the bloody sound.

And the sound of the wind.

Without the people talking, it was like she was in an extremely quiet environment, with only her around and the prince covering her eyes.

But, after a while, Shang Liangyue heard sobs, then whimpers, and finally loud crying.

It’s like a long drought that has happened to the sweet rain, and crying sounds fell into Shang Liangyue’s ears.

Shang Liangyue was stunned.

Cried.

The people cried.

Why?

Di Yu looked at the people who were holding sleeves below to cover their mouths and mouths, and looked at the painful faces, with deep phoenix eyes.

How many people have died in Minzhou since the riots?

How many families have suffered from the pain of losing their children?

They are angry, angry, and resentful, sad, painful, and desperate.

"My son! Your revenge has finally been avenged!"

"Dad child, have you seen that these Nanga people are dead! Dead!"

“Woo woo…”

“…”

Shang Liangyue listened to these voices, her stiff body relaxed and her heart calmed down.

No matter what you do, you cannot escape the word "reason".

No matter what you do, you must have this word.

Otherwise, the world will be in chaos.

The way of Emperor Ren today lies in the word "Master".

And Nanjia, they had long ignored it.

The body of the Nanjia people on the platform was dealt with.

But the blood highlight was not handled.

He just wants to keep the blood, and always alert the people of Emperor Lin. Our Emperor Lin and Nan Jia are irreconcilable!

Shang Liangyue and Di Yu returned to Tianxiang Restaurant, and Shang Liangyue was in a heavy mood.

Di Yu felt her mood change and whispered, "Don't watch these scenes again in the future."

She had killed people, even without blinking, but in his eyes, she was a weak woman who needed protection.

She should stand under his wings.

Shang Liangyue looked up at Di Yu, "Prince, you should often see today's scene."

She was in a heavy mood, not because she died so many people all at once, but because of Nanga's practice and the pain of the people.

In the war between countries, only the people suffer in the end.

However, in such a chaotic world, even in modern times, it is impossible to be peaceful all the time.

This is extremely impossible.

Di Yu looked at Shang Liangyue, met the emotions in her eyes, and wrapped her little hand with his big palm, "Yes."
To be continued...