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    Did the Son of Heaven commit the same crime as the common people when he broke the law?

    Zhang Wude stared at Zhou Heng blankly, he did not expect Zhou Heng's answer to be so.

    "Zhang Cong is young and ignorant, please hold your highness high!"

    Zhang Wude begged Zhou Heng again.

    "Don't attribute everything to being young and ignorant. Zhang Cong is not young anymore. He should know right from wrong, pros and cons. If I forgive Zhang Cong today, wouldn't I, the prince, lose face?"

    Zhou Heng stared at Zhang Wude and said.

    Zhang Cong's fate is decided by himself, and no one can stop it.

    "Your Highness!"

    Zhang Wude immediately knelt down to Zhou Heng.

    "It's not a matter of kneeling down. It's no use begging me for Zhang Cong's crime." Zhou Heng turned around and walked into the Prince's Mansion.

    The gate of the Prince's Mansion is closed.

    Zhang Wude knew that there was really no room for maneuver in this matter.

    For three days, Zhang Wude also ran around, but no one pleaded for Zhang Wude.

    Everyone is avoiding this matter now. Zhang Cong is tarnishing the reputation of the royal family and slandering the crown prince. Who would dare to intercede for Zhang Cong for such crimes.

    This is tantamount to committing suicide.

    "grown ups!"

    "The time has come, take them to the execution ground!" Bao Ying put together the last memorial, "These can all be stored in the file!"

    "yes!"

    The person in front of Bao Ying said.

    The door of the cell opened slowly.

    "Let's eat!"

    The cell leader brought Zhang Cong and others a plate of beef, a roast chicken, and a jug of good wine.

    "This is?" Zhang Cong looked at the best dish in the past three days, and looked at the jailer in front of him with some doubts, "Decapitated rice! Haven't you heard of it?"

    The prison chief replied with what Zhang Cong said.

    "Food with severed head?"

    Zhang Cong looked at the beef and roast chicken in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be a decapitated meal.

    "Could it be"

    "Don't be surprised, no one will save you, just go on the road with peace of mind after eating, and be reincarnated as a smart person or an ordinary person in your next life."

    The prison head told Zhang Cong that Zhang Cong was different from other prisoners, even in the cell, Zhang Cong was neither happy nor sad, neither noisy nor noisy.

    In the eyes of many people, Zhang Cong's attitude is not calm, but conceited.

    "I, Zhang Cong, have the ambition of the universe! How can I be an ordinary person, incompetent in this life, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely turn the world upside down." Zhang Cong said domineeringly.

    "Zhang Cong, are you still dreaming? The ambition of the universe, at least you don't even know how to judge the situation. How can the ambition of the universe come from?"

    Zhang Cong choked up with his words from the prison head, and he didn't know how to reply.

    "I've heard about you. You are narrow-minded, arrogant, self-righteous, and have no real talent!" Seeing that Zhang Cong was silent, the prison chief said again.

    Zhang Cong stared at the cell leader.

    "Don't believe me, I have met many powerful people in this cell, some of them are pretentious, some of them are not talented, but you are too self-righteous! Even people in Gobi are more honest than you.  "

    After the cell boss finished speaking, he pointed to the beef and roast chicken in front of Zhang Cong, "Eat it! There are others on the road together."

    The cell boss continued to move forward.

    "I want to see Zhou Heng, you let me see Zhou Heng!"

    Seeing someone approaching, Qiu Shang immediately yelled, with despair in his voice, and Qiu Shang shouted hysterically. At this time, Qiu Shang didn't look like a handsome young hero at all, he was in a state of embarrassment and despair.

    "Prince, you can see it if you can say it!"

    The prison chief glared at Qiu Shang, "Eat well, and go on the road with peace of mind!"

    One by one, the decapitated meals were delivered.

    After a while, the servants took Zhang Cong, Qiu Shang and others out one by one.

    The moment Zhang Cong really walked out of the cell, he felt his legs tremble, and he felt weak all over, as if he couldn't move.

    "Don't think about it anymore, no one will come to rescue you, let's go!"

    Seeing that Zhang Cong didn't want to move, the yamen servant immediately pushed him forward.

    Leaving the Ministry of Punishments, passing through the streets of Chang'an City, and coming to the execution ground, it took about an hour.

    The execution ground has been laid out. Around the execution ground is a group of soldiers standing guard, wearing armor and holding long spears, and the supervisor of the execution ground has been waiting for a long time.

    "The executioners are ready"??  "

    "alright!"

    "Make sure everything is safe, and we must not let people rob the court!"

    "Don't worry, my lord, we have made comprehensive preparations for this matter. In addition to the soldiers around, there are also archers in the dark. If anyone wants to rob the execution ground, they will surely die."

    "very good."

    The supervisor nodded, and was very satisfied with the layout of the court.

    Zhang Cong and others were taken to the execution ground.

    One by one they were sent to the guillotine.

    "Your Highness, are we really not going to save him?" Jun Buqi looked at Zhang Cong, and thought of Zhang Wude, Jun Buqi felt compassionate. He is not Zhou Heng, and he cannot reach Zhou Heng's level.

    He traveled the rivers and lakes, and what he advocated was to meet each other and smile away all grievances.

    "Help?"

    Zhou Heng shook his head.

    "Zhang Cong will definitely die. I want to use Zhang Cong to remind Zhou Zheng not to let me. If Zhou Zheng provokes me, his end will be the same as Zhang Cong's."

    Zhou Heng said to Jun Buqi.

    In the past few days, Zhou Heng has always had an idea in his mind, wondering if he should take care of Zhou Zheng as well.

    "clear."

    Don't you understand Zhou Heng's meaning, Zhou Heng wants to make an example and tell those who target him

    "It's 3:00 noon, execution!"

    The supervisor and execution officer raised his command flag and flew out.

    "Wait a minute!"

    Zhang Wude suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

    "General Zhang, what do you mean? Could it be that you want to rob the execution ground?" The supervisor looked at Zhang Wude who rushed out.

    "I'm here to see my son off for the last time."

    Zhang Wude said slowly, in the past few days, Zhang Wude has also accepted his fate, and it is hard to violate the fate.

    "Father!"

    Zhang Cong looked at Zhang Wude.

    "Nizi, why don't you listen to me?" Zhang Wude looked at Zhang Cong and scolded angrily. He had already told Zhang Cong that his skills were not suitable for Chang'an.

    A maelstrom like Chang'an can swallow Zhang Cong in an instant.

    But Zhang Cong refused to listen, always thinking that he could do it. In the past, everyone gave in to him because he had more or less an official position in the court, but now that he has resigned and retired, who would give in to Zhang Cong.

    "I was wrong."

    Zhang Cong seemed to come to his senses suddenly.

    "Let's go on the road with peace of mind! This is your favorite wine." Zhang Wude picked up the flagon and poured Zhang Cong a bowl of wine. "Don't worry, father, I won't let you die in vain."

    Zhang Wude promised Zhang Cong.

    "The time has come, let's do it, and the idlers wait to avoid it!"

    With a word from the supervisor and beheading officer, Zhang Wude was pushed away from the execution ground by the soldiers, raised his knife and dropped it, the sword in the executioner's hand flashed coldly, and his head fell to the ground.

    "Let's go!"

    Seeing that Zhang Cong was killed, Zhou Heng said something softly and turned to leave.

    It was a farce, because Zhang Cong's death gradually subsided, the chamber of commerce continued to operate, and Qu Jingning also worked as usual, helping Zhou Heng manage the daily life of the chamber of commerce

    "Urgent report! Urgent report! Hanzhong rebellion!"

    Half a month passed, and the documents were sent to the palace in a hurry outside Chang'an City.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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