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Chapter 242 Wind!  The wind is coming!

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    Mrs. Yang said calmly: "As early as half a year ago, I had arranged for my youngest son, Yang Qin, to go to his grandfather's house. You also asked me that a thousand miles is not too far away, why haven't you come back yet?"

    "Now I can answer my husband's question. Qin'er will not come back; he didn't go to his grandfather's house, but he joined a sect and became a disciple of a sect. This was my arrangement. At that time, I  I was afraid that you would disagree, so I didn't reveal the truth, I just hope that one day, Qin'er will come back and explain to you when he is successful in cultivation. Now it seems everything was wrong, and it has left a little blood for your Yang family."

    "This can be regarded as something I have done for your family as the daughter-in-law of your Yang family."

    "Hoo"

    Yang Botao let out a long breath, as if he let go of a big stone in his heart, and said gratefully: "Thank you, good wife!"

    Mrs. Yang looked at Yang Botao with wide eyes, and said, "You still don't want to tell me the reason until now?"

    Yang Botao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words again, and said, "Madam, you don't need to know about this section. Just treat it as me Yang Botao was suddenly blinded by lard,  The ghost must have lost his mind."

    His eyes were full of pain, and he said: "My whole life, Yang Botao, I am sorry for the nine respects, it is the first case; I am sorry for you, madam, it is the second case!"

    He stood up, fixed his eyes on Madam, then suddenly knelt down and said, "Madam, I'm sorry!"

    The tears Madam Yang forcibly held back finally flowed out.

    At this time, he still refused to say

    Yang Botao stood up slowly, and walked out without looking back.

    Yang Botao knew that he had no way of turning back, and he had no way of turning back a long time ago!

    Mrs. Yang's tears fell, and she said for a long time, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't say it; if you say it, you are dead, if you don't say it, you are dead. There is nothing wrong with being a fool. People, why bother to mess up everything?"  clear!"

    She picked up a glass of wine, drank it slowly, and murmured: "I wanted to poison this wine, and it would be over once and for all, butin the end, I still didn't make up my mind."

    "Forget it, on the day of the public trial, let's go to the Nine Springs together"

    The night was dark, the wind was howling in the sky, and the wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

    The cold wind whistled and passed through the air, making a sharp sound suddenly; it was like all ghosts coming out, and the scalp exploded involuntarily.

    Throughout Tiantang City, countless people are waiting for the moment of dawn.

    At dawn, it's time for the truth to come to light.

    Tie Zheng was an exception. He went to bed early, snoring loudly, and slept very sweetly, like a dead pig;

    "Why so early?"

    "There is a big event today! Keep your spirits up, get up early and get ready!"

    Tie Zheng jumped up with his arms shirtless, and the cold wind blew on his bare chest and face, and he was shocked immediately, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

    Tie Zheng washed his face with cold well water again, quickly put on his robes, wiped his face carelessly, and said, "Ma'am, I'm going to work."

    Without waiting for his wife to answer, he took a big step and walked outside.

    Her wife was wearing a robe, leaning against the door; she vaguely felt that something was wrong with Tiezheng today, but he was just going up as usual As for such a majestic decisive battle?

    Well, by the way, Shangchao!

    However, Tie Zheng had a sword on his waist and a breastplate on his chest; he was wearing armor, and the soldiers behind him were helping him hold the Daguan knife How could this be going to court?

    It's clearly a posture of going to fight!

    As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help covering my mouth in shock, and was about to chase after him to ask, but found that Tie Zheng's figure had disappeared around the corner.

    gone

    The Tiantang Square at this meeting is already crowded with people.

    A towering flag stands in the center, this big chess is about twenty feet high, and the blood-red flag is soaring in the air.

    Below the flag, there is a high platform.

    This high platform is the main venue for this public trial!

    It's just this public trial

    All high-level officials know that this so-called public trial is nothing more than a??WaitingYang Botao and his expert guards are also waiting.

    "According to the order of His Majesty the Emperor, a public trial will be held here regarding Feng Zun, one of the nine Zun, accusing Yutang Northern Army Marshal Yang Botao of collaborating with the enemy to frame him."

    The voice of the cold knife chant is like the clang of gold and iron: "It is about the destiny of the country, and the world must witness it. Don't be in vain, don't indulge, don't let the heroic spirit Jiuquan hold hatred"

    "Take it, Yang Botao!" Leng Daoyin shouted.

    Yang Botao stood up slowly, with a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of his mouth, and strode onto the stage.

    On the high platform, only Yang Botao stood alone.

    There was nothing in front of him, it was all empty.

    Everyone is waiting.

    If Feng Zun will appear to testify, then it should be at this moment.

    Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a game.

    The target was not Yang Botao, but Feng Zun, or one of the nine surviving ones!

    If Feng Zun appears, then Yang Botao must die!

    There is absolutely no room for change!

    However, Feng Zun will suffer a great crisis. Except for Yu Tang, the whole world regards the man among the Nine Zun as the source of disaster, and is eager to get rid of it quickly!

    But if Feng Zun does not appear, then the public trial against Yang Botao will turn around, and there will be countless evidences to prove that he was wronged;  If the accusation is reversed, Yang Botao's reputation and power in Yutang will rise to a higher level from then on. No matter what the high-level people think, they can't do anything about it in the short term!

    All eyes were on everyone, they were all waiting quietly, waiting for Feng Zun to make a choice in this dilemma.

    Is it to come forward to pierce the mask of the traitor and face the unpredictable crisis?  !

    It's better to preserve the useful body and save it for future reappearance!  ?

    Time passed bit by bit, but Feng Zun did not appear.

    Gradually, faint whispers sounded from the audience.

    Tie Zheng was dressed in military uniform, with his left hand on the hilt of his sword, and his right hand leaning on his own Daguan Dao, staring at the high platform covetously.

    However, there has been no news about the other end, and Tie Zheng is also beating drums in his heart

    He firmly believes what Feng Zun said, that Yang Botao must be a traitor, he must be the one who betrayed the Nine Venerables, but he alone can't believe it. The current public trial must have enough credibility, which can only be determined by Feng Zun's appearance.  It's all floating clouds!

    On the high platform, the old Marshal Qiu Jianhan looked far away with a relaxed expression.

    Are you coming, or are you not coming?

    After a while

    Hoo hoo

    Someone shouted in surprise: "The wind is coming! The wind is strong!"

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