Lanke Chess Edge

Although Taichang Shichang has been labeled as confusing the emperor in the minds of some admonishers, in fact he is mainly responsible for observing the sky, calculating solar terms and formulating calendars.

These jobs really have to be done by people with good brains, and it often seems a bit mysterious, but Yan Chang rarely does superfluous things on weekdays. He belongs to the most Buddhist type among courtiers, and he is not flattering, and he is also in turn. Not to speak directly to him.

It's just that things like the Water and Land Law Association, as the supervisor in charge of the Taishi Sitian Supervisor, will inevitably be pushed to the front by the emperor.

In this place of Sitianjian, the supervisors of all dynasties indeed have some special features. For a long time, watching the sky and the four seasons, day after day, year after year, may be able to understand some subtleties. It is often like watching the stars. It is not without such reasons that the old beggar is special among the mages.

But Yan Chang never thought that the old beggar would bring disaster to him, and at this moment he fell on the ground and dared not move.

After the emperor sneered, he pointed down.

"Take down Taishi Sitian Supervisor Zhengyanchang and this old beggar!"

"yes!"

As soon as the emperor gave an order, the surrounding guards suddenly rose up, and the high-strength martial arts brought outstanding explosive power.

In an instant, figures flashed by, and the old beggar had a knife on his neck in the left, right, and rear directions, and his neck was surrounded by the blade.

Another two knives were placed on Yan Chang's neck. The guards took Yugui away and held him with his hands behind his back. His whole body was pulled up directly in the hands of the guards like a child at his mercy.

Yan Chang's face was pale, his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest, and his heart was full of thoughts of 'it's over, it's over...'.

"Yan Chang, I'm here to ask you, who asked you to recommend this old beggar? King Wu or King Jin?"

The two princes showed panic, they came out and knelt down almost at the same time, and shouted for grievances almost at the same time.

"How dare my son be so rebellious!" "My son doesn't know!"

This is really a disaster for the two princes, and at this moment they also hate Yanchang to death.

"Why……"

Yan Chang closed his eyes and sighed softly, trying to calm down before opening his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I was recommended by the minister himself, and has nothing to do with the two Highnesses. Mr. Lu is a really high-ranking man, but I don't know that he dared to speak rebellious words in the court, and the minister is guilty..."

Emperor Yuande snorted coldly, looked at the old beggar, and saw that his face was still as usual, especially the eyes staring at him, the eyes were very flat, and there was some inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Then what about you, someone instructed you..."

Emperor Yuande hesitated after a pause, and continued.

"Or do you really want to say what you just said?"

Among the mages standing aside on both sides of the main hall, some were calm and uneasy, while some were gloating.

The jade-faced monk was also among the group of mages. At this time, he looked at the old beggar and then at the old emperor, and murmured a low sigh.

"Excellent Great Ming King Buddha..."

The old beggar just looked at Emperor Yuande, and didn't answer his words right away, but took another look at Yan Chang, whose face was ashen.

"Hey, Master Yan, the old beggar is a little sorry for you..."

Speaking of this, the old beggar raised his head to look at the emperor, and smiled again on his face, but he no longer had the solemnity and respect in the first sentence of the question, but the cynicism of the usual begging.

"Your Majesty, this matter is all due to the old beggar myself uttering wild words. No wonder Mr. Yan has nothing to do with the princes. How about this? Putting the old beggar to death will also appease Your Majesty's anger."

execute?

Yan Chang is now extremely sensitive to this word, and then realizes that he is not talking about himself, but the old beggar is begging for death.

Although the courtiers on one side had a lot of speculations in their minds, such as maybe they were instigated behind the scenes to protect themselves, they didn't dare to discuss it at this moment, so the front of the palace was also very quiet.

The old emperor's complexion was uncertain, staring at the old beggar.

It took a long time to hold back a word.

"If you really have supernatural powers and magical powers, and you really have mysterious fairy arts, show them to Gu to see, as long as you are true, Gu will not only absolve you of guilt, but also bestow rewards on you!"

As soon as these words came out, there were murmurs of murmurs among the courtiers, and even Yan Chang looked at the old beggar with hope. He was only a cat, but listening to the conversations of several experts at that time, it seemed that the cat was also a big deal.

But the old beggar smiled and shook his head.

"No need, just execute the old beggar."

"you……"

The old emperor grasped the handle of the dragon chair tightly with both hands, and leaned forward with a stern voice.

"You really dare not kill you alone!"

Even though the old beggar was held on his shoulders by three sharp long knives, he seemed to ignore them. His hands were grabbed by the guards, and he tilted his head and rubbed the blades to scratch his shoulders.

Even the guards beside him couldn't help but be amazed at the old beggar's audacity. They grabbed his hand, and they knew that the opponent's body was "empty" and he was not a martial arts master.

After rubbing the itch, the old beggar still looked at the old emperor with the same expression, even with a kind of pity in his eyes.

"You don't need to worry about killing an old beggar, Your Majesty the Ninth Five-Year Lord, let's do it."

The old tendons on the back of the emperor's old hands bounced from the force and excitement, and his chest heaved with anger, and the way the old beggar looked at him made him angry from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehehe... good! The guards in front of the hall obeyed, and immediately pushed the old beggar out of Yongning Street, beheaded, beheaded, and shown to everyone!"

"Rectify Si Tianjian, too often use words..."

Yan Chang on the side couldn't help trembling, fine sweat kept oozing out of his cheeks.

"Remove from your post and go to prison!"

"Yes Yes!"……

Yan Chang's whole body seemed to have lost all his strength, and he fell limply. Two guards dragged him outside the hall, and looked at the old beggar with the remaining strength. He walked steadily, but he was escorted by several guards. Walk out of the hall.

When the two "criminals" were escorted out, the hall became silent, and the two princes were still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up, not daring to raise their heads. They could even feel their father's eyes watching Own.

"Hmph, you two, get up!"

"Thank you father!"

Xie En, the two said in unison, and subconsciously looked at each other when they got up, and they both saw a look of lingering fear in their brother's eyes.

And after going through such a situation, many of the remaining fifteen mages in the temple were a little trembling. The lessons learned from the past were in front of them, and the other Si Tianjian and officials of the Ministry of Rites who were in charge of the Dharma conference were also very uneasy.

The so-called emperor's order should not be neglected, since the emperor personally ordered the execution in front of the palace, the guards naturally raised their spirits and immediately escorted the old beggar to the street outside the palace.

There was no need to wait for noon, the guards in front of the palace guarded him personally, accompanied by a group of forbidden soldiers, escorted an old beggar to Yongning Street just like guarding a court minister who committed a crime.

The imperial guards held spears and halberds in front of the pedestrians to open the way.

"Go away, go away, don't get in the way!" "Stay out of the way!"

Seeing this posture, many people knew that someone was about to be beheaded, and immediately many people followed along the periphery, and even more good-natured people came after hearing the news.

"Someone seems to be beheading over there!" "Really?"

"Go and see to find out!"

"Let's go..." "Wait for me."

Watching decapitation is also a special kind of lively scene.

"Hey, there seems to be an old beggar in the prison car?" "Is that the minister who came out of prison?"

"No, what a beggar, look at the clothes, it's not even a prison uniform!"

"That's true..." "This beggar doesn't seem to be afraid at all?"

"Are you scared stupid?"

...

This scene also attracted some special people, including Ji Yuan and several real people from Yuhuaishan.

Ji Yuan also followed among the crowd of ordinary people moving with the prison cart, and shouted in the direction of the prison cart with doubts.

"Mr. Lu, what crime have you committed?"

The old beggar only had one head protruding from the prison car, and he was still wearing chains and anklets. He barely turned around and shouted at Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, I offended the emperor in court, and I want to behead him!"

Ji Yuan was a little dumbfounded, but at the same time he was also a little curious, if the old beggar didn't get away, would he really have to be killed once?

But before he had time to think about it, the two guards immediately came to Ji Yuan's side and looked at him seriously.

"Who are you, and what are your relations with prisoners?"

"Uh... a few military masters have learned, I just drank tea with this old beggar, and I have nothing to do with it!"

Ji Yuan arched his hands, his face was calm, and his demeanor was composed with a smile on his face.

Several imperial guards looked at each other, and they didn't make too much trouble, they just told him to stay out of the way.

But the imperial army let Ji Yuan go, but the old beggar didn't let him go.

"Mr. Ji~~~ The old beggar heard that you can eat a meal before beheading. Why don't you get tired and help the old beggar get a bowl of food?"

Seeing his appearance, Ji Yuan also smiled, nodded and turned to leave.

When Ji Yuan came back again, the old beggar happened to be held in the middle of Yongning Street, surrounded by a large group of ordinary people from a distance.

"Let's make room, please make room, I'm sending you a meal!"

Ji Yuan apologized and squeezed forward, when the other people heard that the food for beheading was being delivered, they immediately moved out of the way, and after a while, Ji Yuan squeezed through the wall.

Several Yuhuaishan monks stood together, looking at Ji Yuan and the old beggar with strange expressions.

"Uncle, what is this trick?"

The old man who was asked thought about it carefully and his eyes were uncertain.

"Just look at it."

Ji Yuan held a bowl full of minced pork rice with sauce, and after greeting the guards and guards around him, he walked to the side of the old beggar. Now the old beggar has been unshackled and can eat by himself.

"Mr. Lu, please use it."

The old beggar took the big bowl with a smile on his face, said "thank you" and started to eat it.

He ate up the full bowl of rice in no time, it was delicious.

"Hi~~~"

After a full burp, the old beggar returned the bowl and chopsticks to Ji Yuan.

"Hey...Mr. Ji, stay a little farther away, don't let the old beggar's blood stain your clothes for a while, oh, you are innocent, so you are not afraid of this little bit of dirt."

Ji Yuan took the bowl and chopsticks, shook his head, and walked slowly back to the outside crowd of spectators.

It seemed that the old beggar really planned to be "beheaded", which reminded Ji Yuan that the ghost mother he had caught before could also be beheaded and come back to life.

"Since you've finished eating, let's go on the road. Don't blame me for being ruthless, but blame you for committing a capital crime!"

After the guard in front of the temple finished speaking, he acted as the swordsman himself, drew out his saber and raised it high, while the old beggar just knelt on the ground and lowered his head.

All the onlookers almost shrank subconsciously, and there was a sound of gasping and trembling in the crowd.

The next moment, the guard's quick knife fell.

"puff……"

People's heads rolled down, blood spurted from their necks, and many spectators shook their bodies.

"Ah..." "Oh..."

"hiss……"

Ji Yuan opened his Dharma eyes to look at the old beggar carefully, and suddenly realized something.

After about four or five breaths, something horrifying happened to all the onlookers and executioners.

The headless corpse lying on the ground stood up again by itself, and stretched out its hand unsteadily to feel around.

"Ah..." "Ghost!"

"Fake corpse, run~~!"

"Ah..." "Run..." "Don't push me!"

...

A crowd of ordinary people fled in a panic, and the surrounding imperial guards and guards in front of the palace were all shocked. They didn't run up or down, and their bodies were a little stiff...

"Hey, here, here!"

The head that rolled to the side also spoke, as if guiding the body to find itself.

After another while, the headless body held up the head, and then pressed it back on his neck.

"Chuck... ck..."

The old beggar twisted his neck, making a brittle sound, and then looked at the guards in front of the hall with a smile on his face.

"Hey, the royal aura is really irrelevant. My relationship with the old emperor as a teacher and apprentice is over!"