Chapter 435: Can you not kill?

The laughter from the teahouse behind him came into Wang Yanling's ears. When he was walking on the street, his steps were no longer as calm as before. He looked at the eyes of the people next to him, and suddenly felt that the gazes seemed to be looking at him. He seemed to think that everyone had heard that "joke"!

Even when the person in front of him glanced over inadvertently, he felt as if he was secretly looking at him.

He also understood that this was just his imagination. However, if such a joke continued to spread, the image he had finally established in his life might be destroyed in these few days! This situation cannot be continued first! He just hopes that life can be faster, Xia Shu, come back soon!

The seven or eight days passed quickly with Wang Yanling's expectations and the joy of most people.

Today, Fan Zhongyan and his triumphant troops were finally going back to the city. After receiving the news, Renzong ordered all the officials in the court to go out of the city and greet them ten miles away!

The people had already seen the announcement that the incense case was placed along the long street and the city gate. On the street where the triumphal troops were about to walk through, the merchants were prepared with firecrackers and gifts. This day for the people of Bianjing, it was really the New Year.

The same is true for people like Wang Yanling, because Xia Shu is back at least, and it will be a conclusion about what will happen in the future.

No matter what the result is, it is much better than waiting in suffering. Waiting for death is undoubtedly the deepest kind of torment for the soul. Chen Yuan ushered in another dawn in this kind of waiting.

He wrote a letter to Lu Yijian, but Lu Yijian did not reply. He wrote a letter to the princess, but there was no news from the princess! The letters he wrote seemed to be like stones sinking to the sea and could not get any response.

He asked the prisoner if he had helped him deliver it to the Crescent Villa. The prisoner said that there was no one in the Crescent Villa. He heard that Chen Shizhong, the second shopkeeper, sold the villa and had already gone away with the money.

Chen Yuan asked him if he had been to the Prince Consort's Mansion. The prison chief said he had gone, and there was no one in the Prince Consort's Mansion. The princess returned to the palace to live. He heard that the emperor was looking for princes from foreign countries to see if there were any widows.

Chen Yuan didn't believe it at first, but the prison chief spoke sincerely. The most important thing is that he didn't believe it now and there was no other way.

Finally, he asked the prison chief to go to Yuelai Inn. Chen Yuan believed that even if everyone abandoned him, Linghua would not leave at least.

The prison chief came back and told Chen Yuan that Linghua had gone to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the Prime Minister did not see her.

Anyway, there is no good news! This made Chen Yuan feel worse and worse. He was particularly depressed this morning. It was already very difficult for him to fall asleep now. Finally, he slept more peacefully this morning, but before dawn, the sound of firecrackers were set off everywhere, which made him quarrel from his sleep.

Chen Yuan rubbed his loose eyes: "Boss, what's going on outside today? Why are firecrackers set off in so many places?"

The prisoner had already received Bao Zheng's instructions and whispered: "Master, we have had a peace talk with Dangxiang people. The emperor ordered firecrackers to be set off in many places in the city."

Chen Yuan felt very distressed: "The peace talks have been held? Is the peace talks really worth celebrating?"

The prison head ignored him and continued, "Master, today I will have a meal in the prison. If you say something, what kind of villain you want to eat will be taken for you."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "No need! By the way, I'll send me a few more letters."

The prison chief hesitated for a moment: "Master, don't send this letter to you, I really can't find the person you are looking for!"

Chen Yuan felt very sad. The so-called "Sun San" thought it was like this! But he was still unwilling to give up his final efforts: "You are helping with some paper and pen, please."

The prisoner was really unable to bear it when he saw him being tortured to what he is now. When Bao Zheng said he would let Chen Shimei go out in the morning, he was thinking about whether he would tell him everything, the prison door was suddenly opened.

Zhan Zhao stood at the door and looked at Chen Yuan who had already sat up: "Brother Chen is awake? That's the best. What do you want to eat? I'll let someone prepare it for you."

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly: "I don't want to eat anything, Lord Zhan, are you here to interrogate me again?"

Zhan Zhao didn't say anything. Looking at Chen Yuan's eyes, Zhan Zhao knew very well that death was actually not terrible. What was terrible was the process of waiting for death. When he came, Bao Zheng said that he must see if Chen Yuan's spirit could be played again, and then decide what to say.

Although Zhan Zhao was a little discouraged when he saw Chen Yuan getting up from the bed, he still used his hands to clean up the hair on his head, and slowly removed his tartar with a piece of teeth, and finally changed into new clothes. He actually knew that he would press the new clothes under the bed and flatten them in the morning when he went to bed, and put them in carefully.

Zhan Zhao also admired Chen Yuan very much when he saw this. No matter what, being able to pay attention to his image at this time is also a kind of extraordinary calmness.

Zhan Zhao knew he could play again!

After Chen Yuan finished his outfit, he said, "Mr. Zhan, I want paper and pen, but the prison chief no longer wants to give it to me. Can you help me?"

Zhan Zhao sighed: "I don't want paper and pen, you should eat something, and I'll pass the court immediately. This is your last meal."

This time, Chen Yuan could no longer be calm and collapsed to the ground, his whole face twisted.

Zhan Zhao was shocked, afraid that something would happen if he had an accident, so things would be a big deal. He hurriedly opened the door and went in and saw Chen Yuan slowly standing up again, and then he felt relieved: "Brother Chen, we will get to know each other for a while, so let's go."

Chen Yuan was held by Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, and followed Zhan Zhao all the way to Bao Zheng's lobby.

When he entered the door, he saw that the two squads stood separately, and the three sharp guillotines were placed in turn! Wang Chao stood beside the dragon head guillotine and smiled slightly at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan felt his calves tremble. When Bao Zheng's gavel sounded, his legs became weak so scared that he either knelt down or lay down directly!

"Master Bao! You know I didn't kill anyone! You are a clean official, so you can't wrongly accuse a good person!" Chen Yuan immediately got up after he fell to the ground. He knew that he was finished, but he was unwilling to finish it like this.

Bao Zheng glared at him: "Shimei, you know why you killed you! I have said a long time ago that the one you could not come in was that you walked into the door of Dali Temple by yourself, and now you can't blame others!"

If it weren't for being tied up, Chen Yuan would almost jump up: "Mr. Bao, even if you want to kill, can't you wait until noon? Isn't it all the time to kill people at noon?"

Bao Zheng shook his head: "What's the difference between one moment and one moment? You lost your face this time, and Xijiang doesn't need you to do anything else. Long live your life, and you are determined to kill you. Even if you wait until midnight, you will fall to the ground! Don't talk about it again, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, lift the guillotine up!"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu took the order, stepped forward and raised the dragon head guillotine and placed it in front of Chen Yuan. Wang Chao stood behind the guillotine and touched the sharp knife with his hand: "Mr. Prince Consort, I will be faster!"

Chen Yuan was still shouting something, but Zhang Long and Zhao Hu pressed his shoulder with both hands and stuffed his head under the guillotine.

When Bao Zheng was holding the token in his hand, he just threw it down, and Chen Yuan shouted: "Sir Bao, wait!"

Bao Zheng laughed in his heart and stopped in the air: "What else do you have to say?"

Chen Yuan's eyes kept turning, and his mind was no longer clear now, but he still knew that at least he had to delay time! As long as he could breathe, the turn might be in the next second!

"Sir Bao! I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so I can't be a starving ghost, right?" This reason was too far-fetched. Many constables behind me covered their mouths and laughed, but unfortunately Chen Yuan didn't see it.

Bao Zheng was indeed serious: "It makes sense, guard Zhan, bring him some buns!"

Chen Yuan said again: "Sir Zhan, the buns in the bun shop in Xichengmen are the best. Just buy that one."

"Ba!" Bao Zheng slapped the agglomeration: "It takes at least an hour to go back and forth in the West City Gate! Don't delay the time! Yesterday, a few buns left in our kitchen, so I'll bring them with him!"

The two buns came, and Chen Yuan ate slowly, as slow as possible, but Ma Han, who fed him the buns, stuffed them into his mouth with great force, and the two buns were finished soon.

Bao Zheng slapped the gavel again: "Execution!"

Chen Yuan hurriedly shouted again: "Wait for Lord Bao!"

Bao Zheng took a deep breath: "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Yuan said, "I was choking just now, can I give you some water to drink?"

Bao Zheng glared at him, but finally said, "Come on, give him water! Chen Shimei, don't delay time anymore. I will take your people to see you!"

After the water was finished, Bao Zheng took the gavel again and Chen Yuan shouted loudly: "Wait a little longer!"

Bao Zheng glared at him: "What are you going to do this time?"

This time, there seemed to be no reason, even if it was a far-fetched reason. Chen Yuan thought for a while and said, "Come on the way?"

Bao Zheng shook his head slightly: "Chen Shimei, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yuan was pressed on the guillotine and looked up at Bao Zheng with great difficulty. He finally told the truth: "Mr. Bao, can you see if you can't see if you can't?"

Bao Zheng snorted coldly: "No! Behead!"

There was no discussion this time! Ma Han shouted, and when he heard the sound of the guillotine, a cold wind blew up at his neck!

Any other thoughts? At this time, Chen Yuan felt as if everything around him had disappeared.

Are you regretful? Absolutely not.

He didn't know what he was thinking, even if he recalled it afterwards, he didn't know what he was thinking at this time. He just felt the guillotine getting closer and closer in a blur!

"Bang!"

The guillotine fell. Just before the guillotine fell, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu pulled Chen Yuan back from under the guillotine!

It took Chen Yuan a while to open his eyes. What's going on? Why can he still see things? He saw Bao Zheng's face.

Bao Zheng was so close to him. Looking at Chen Yuan's ignorant expression, Bao Zheng said seriously: "This time, the emperor will bend your hair. If there is another time, your head will not be saved!"

Yan Chasan came over with a smile: "Brother Chen forgives the crime, this is the meaning of long live. Xijiang won. Lord Fan and his team returned to triumphantly today. Should Brother Chen go home or go to welcome Lord Fan with us?"

Chen Yuan was lying on the ground and gasping. He finally understood everything. He was very happy. He wanted to speak, but his tongue couldn't move and didn't know what to say. He wanted to stand up, but his legs couldn't bend, and his whole body seemed to be stiff!

Zhan Zhao waved his hand: "You haven't helped Lord Chen up yet?"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu hurriedly came up to help Chen Yuan lying on the ground. Wang Chao dragged a chair and asked him to sit down. Ma Han brought a cup of tea: "Mr. Chen, drink a cup of tea to suppress shock. Don't blame us. This is all the emperor's intention. Master Bao's instructions. We are just doing our jobs on orders."

Chen Yuan held the tea bowl in both hands, and still shook continuously. The collision between the lid and the bowl made a series of sounds.

Yan Chasan was a little disgusted: "Shimei, no, I'll get you some food? There's something in her stomach, it's always better."

Zhan Zhao waved his hand: "Don't care about Chasan. He was frightened. He will be fine after a while. He won't prepare for food. The princess and the others will come to pick him up soon. They will definitely have a big meal at noon."
Chapter completed!