Chapter 421

What he said was right. Just because what he said was right, Ling Qingyu felt more sad in his heart.

Put his hands around his waist. For the man, the waist is too thin and soft to pity. Thinking that tomorrow will be cruelly cut off here, Ling Qingyu's heart is even more stinging, and tears can't stop pouring out, dripping between the two people's tightly intertwined lips.

The body of the man in his arms trembled, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with sobs. The tears that fell into his mouth were still warm and salty. Cheng Jia's heart suddenly felt extremely happy, and at the same time aroused infinite courage. No matter how severe the torture tomorrow was, he felt he could endure it.

When the kiss was about to suffocate, Cheng Jia released Ling Qingyu, held her body so soft in his arms because of sadness and sat on the grass bed, took her hand and touched it from his skirt, with a strong lust in his eyes. Cheng Jia's voice was hoarse and whispered her name, looking at her with a look of longing and supplication.

Yan Qi stretched out his hand and blocked the hurried shadow thirteen. He looked at the man sitting on his leg with Cheng Jia's neck around his arm, and the two people who kissed together again were closely fused.

Back to the other end of the curve, Yan Qi whispered, "add money, we don't take people out, and we want them to give us more time."

The shadow nodded at thirteen and retreated quietly.

Cheng Jia only felt that he had never been so happy and happy in his life, but he still let go of the body that made him cling to, gasped, gathered her hair, and said, "you should go."

"Cheng Jia..." with a reluctant cry, Ling Qingyu looked at his eyes, and there was a feeling of love for the first time, which made Cheng Jia's heart like honey, gently pushed her, and said, "Yan Qi, take her away."

"Cheng Jia!" As soon as lingqingyu's tears came out, she was knocked unconscious by Yan Qi's hand knife and fell into Yan Qi's arms.

"Take her away, tomorrow, don't let her see." Looking at Yan Qi in black, whose face was hidden behind the black scarf, Cheng Jia smiled and said.

Yan Qi bowed his head and respectfully saluted him, then picked up the man and turned around and left.

Cheng Jia gently stroked the warm jade on his chest, so that you won't forget me anymore. Even if there is only a little, Qingyu, in your heart, there is also Jia's position

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Bianjing, at the turn of spring and summer, has the best weather. The wind is gentle, the sun is warm, and the sky is blue. A few white clouds are floating in the blue sky, changing their colorful forms.

Cheng Jia asked for water to wash her hair early in the morning, combed her bun, and then put on the white long sleeved clothes she had already prepared.

When Mei Donghua walked into the innermost independent death row, he saw the gloomy and gloomy stone wall. Cheng Jia, who was dressed in white and elegant as an immortal, suddenly looked dark. There was no other person in the world.

"Why, is today the fourth Prince's death?" Seeing Mei Donghua, Cheng Jia smiled calmly.

"Yes." Mei Donghua could only say this word in thousands of words. Cheng Jia said it directly in court. That word made emperor Xiwen angry on the spot. Even Cheng Xiang could only retreat with illness. Who dared to intercede for him? Mei Donghua was extremely shocked and angry when he heard it. As a minister, how can he be so disobedient? But after studying that article carefully these two days, I can't help but admit that everything Cheng Jia said is true.

"Is it time?" Cheng Jia looked up at the sky outside the window, then brushed her long sleeve and took the lead to walk outside the prison door.

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The west market entrance is the most bustling place for people to come and go. Today, a platform was built in the middle. The guillotine on the platform was cold and bright. A vacant lot was cleared around by the guards of the forbidden guards. A high platform was built in the north, on which the officials who supervised the beheading were sitting.

Already surrounded by an impenetrable crowd outside, Bianjing is full of people today, who came to watch the death of Cheng Jia, who wrote such a shocking 10000 word book, including many students dressed in imperial college student clothes.

When Cheng Jia stepped onto the scaffold, it was nearly noon. The sun shone straight down, and the wind rolled over. His white clothes were like snow, and his train was floating. When he looked up at the sun slightly, and then his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, showing a happy smile, when he came out, the peerless elegance made the world silent, and there was no noise.

"Cheng Jia, you know the sin!" The officer of the Ministry of punishment beside the fourth Prince coughed slightly, patted the shock with force, and shouted.

Cheng Jia glanced at him and said with a smile, "why is Cheng Jia guilty?"

"You are treacherous, framed and damaged the court, and said you were not guilty!" The official glanced at the fourth prince, patted the startling wood again, and shouted.

"What Cheng Jia said is for the country and the country. I don't feel wrong." Cheng Jia turned around, glanced at the crowd, and smiled decisively, High channel: "Cheng Jiayou followed the court instructions, read poetry and books, and was determined to show what he had learned, make a life for the people, and create peace in the world. But now, the emperor is absurd, the butcher holds power, amasses wealth and dirt, so that the people have no place to stand, the dead have no tiles to hide their faces, are surrounded by strong prisoners, and smoke from soldiers everywhere. He does not seek to defend the enemy, but damages the Great Wall. Cheng Jia has learned for 20 years, unfortunately, he assists the Qin government, and the people do not need a king if they are not for the people. The voice of Chen and Wu is still in his ears, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains , why this. Cheng Jia is willing to wash the cool poison in the world with his hot blood. What is the crime? "

The students shouted loudly, and the officials of the Ministry of punishment turned pale. Unconsciously, they glanced at the fourth Prince again, and then shouted, "don't make a noise in the execution ground. Do you want to share the crime with Cheng Jia?"

The waist knives of the surrounding guards came out of their scabbards, and a cold light flashed, which made those students step back two steps unconsciously. Then they began to prevaricate, and the scene began to be a little chaotic.

Cheng Jiamei frowned slightly. If it was chaotic at this time, those students would not be able to get along well, and unconsciously looked at the chess case in the crowd.

Before the chess table moved, there was a long roar, and then a crisp sound of piano strings. After several consecutive rings, a pair of guards separated the crowd and opened a way out.

Dressed in white plain chimera, her long hair was casually pulled up behind her head, dotted with a string of white broken flowers, and she held a Guqin in her arms. The woman walked slowly along the road.

When approaching the scaffold, the forbidden guards unconsciously placed the knife in front of her. The woman pushed her finger, looked up and said in a loud voice, "Your Highness, Ling Qingyu admires Lord Cheng. Today, she specially came to see her off. I wonder if your highness can make it convenient?"

The fourth Prince looked at Cheng Jia, who was floating like an immortal on the scaffold, and then at Ling Qingyu, who was dressed in white, and whispered, "let her go, it's also a good story."

Walking slowly onto the scaffold, Ling Qingyu saluted Cheng Jiashen, handed him the Guqin in his hand, and tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes, saying, "today, you die for righteousness. Qingyu came to see you off and collect the corpse as agreed. I wish the childe could play another song to comfort the rest of your life."

Cheng Jia took the spring thunder Guqin with one hand, wiped the tears off her cheeks with the other hand, and whispered, "fool." Then he lifted the corner of his robe and sat on the ground. He put the piano on his lap. With a stroke of his finger, he smiled at her and said, "Jia has long wanted to ask you the answer to this song. Now, can you answer?"

With a stroke of his finger, the clear sound of the piano rose, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Cheng Jia opened his mouth and sang as if there were no one else. The song was long, with deep and lingering affection, and scattered around with the sound of the piano.

There is a beautiful woman who never forgets it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I'm crazy about it. The wind is soaring, and the world is looking for a mate. But the beauty is not on the east wall. Take the piano for words, and chat and write your heart. When I see Xu Xi, it comforts me to wander. Willing to speak with virtue, hand in hand. If I cannot fly, I will perish.

The piano sounded leisurely, the song was clear, and Cheng Jia smiled warmly. When the last sound fell, he raised his head and asked, "may I?"

"Good!" Ling Qingyu nodded in response, reaching out to him with a smile in tears, and said, "I do."

Put down the guqin, Cheng Jia got up, picked up her hand and kissed it under her lips, then held it tightly, looked at the sky, didn't wait for the colorful criminal official to speak, and smiled at Ling Qingyu, "Jia, go first."

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Loosen her hand, step back two steps, and don't wait for the two executioners to come forward. Cheng Jia's hand pulled on the dress rope, untied the belt, and the wide white clothes fell to the ground, revealing the bare upper body. Although the body was thin, the lines were beautiful, and the white skin shone like a good lanolin white jade in the sun. Such beauty made everyone stop breathing for a moment.

Walking to the edge of the guillotine, he gently brushed the dust on the wooden stool. Cheng Jia calmly lay down on the wooden stool and looked at the direct sunlight. Cheng Jia slightly squinted, raised his hand and gently flicked a bug on the blade in front of him. After looking at the shadow of the bug flying in the sun, he sideways looked at Ling Qingyu, with a smile on his mouth, and said to the executioner who had already frozen, "the time has come, let's go."

There was silence around. The officials of the Ministry of punishment looked at the fourth prince at a loss. Seeing the fourth Prince's excited and obsessed expression of appreciation, they nodded to the executioner who looked at him in a panic and threw the token in their hands.

The executioner trembled and looked at Cheng Jia again. Cheng Jia just stared at Ling Qingyu, with a happy smile on his face, and said again, "cut."

The long blade of the guillotine left a residual shadow in the sun, and the blood light splashed out, dyeing the early summer sunshine bright red.

The executioner looked at the man on the wooden stool. The guillotine was cut along the edge of the obscene pants that he had faded to the lower abdomen. He received the money from others and was ordered by the royal family to cut down under the lower abdomen. He should have heard the scream and saw the broken body rolling down because of pain and rolling on the dirty scaffold.

But the body was just shaking, and then stretched out a hand, and the woman in white chimera jumped up and caught his upper body, letting the crazy blood dye her white clothes red.

"Jia! Cheng Jia!" Ling Qingyu hugged his body. He was already thin, and at this time he was even weightless. His slender, softer and more beautiful waist than a woman had been cut off, his intestines leaked all over the ground, and the blood stained the scaffold.

The pain was too intense. Cheng Jia clenched her teeth and blocked the scream back. Looking at Ling Qingyu, who was full of tears, she raised her hand and brushed the tears on her face, smiling and saying, "in the next life... Jia will give you... Fuqin and tea... OK?"

Ling Qingyu was already sobbing, nodded and said, "OK."

The position cut by the guillotine didn't hurt the key, and it wouldn't let people die at once. Cheng Jia's body trembled with pain. One hand tightly grasped Ling Qingyu's clothes, and the other hand tightly grasped Ling Qingyu's hand. The blood foam on the corner of his mouth kept pouring out, and his clenched teeth trembled and gurgled, but he died and endured not to let himself scream.

"Give him a quick death!" There was a cry below. There was a noise around the originally silent execution ground, and more and more people shouted to let him get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Shut up! Who makes a noise again and commits the same crime as Cheng Jia!" The fourth Prince roared with a ferocious and excited face. It's so beautiful. Cheng Jia looks so beautiful. How can he end such a beautiful scene ahead of time?

All around, he calmed down and looked at the man who was still handsome even if he was only half of his body, panting and moaning in the arms of his beloved, but he didn't utter a scream.

"Qingyu..." his body has been numb with pain, and his face has turned pale without a trace of blood. Cheng Jia looked at Ling Qingyu, bent his eyebrows, and said with a happy smile: "take me to... The hall of eternal life... How are you..."

Changsheng hall, which is the place where her favorite person is placed, became the place he yearned for when he knew this place.

"Good!" The body in his arms has slowly stopped shaking. Ling Qingyu hugged his completely bloodless body, bowed his head and kissed his cold lips, whispering.

The warm lips stuck up, so gentle and so affectionate, Cheng Jia sighed, "Qingyu... I love you..."

The scaffold was already covered with blood, and when the sun slanted on the unfinished time, the man's hand fell down, and there was no more movement.

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A cry rang out, followed by more and more crying. As the first student knelt on the ground, a large area knelt around hula, and then spread like a wave.

"Your Highness!" Ling Qingyu loosened his breath free lips, looked up at the excited fourth prince on the high platform, and said in a high voice, "please allow me to collect Cheng Jia's body!"

The fourth prince was a little confused. Before he opened his mouth, Mei Donghua said beside him, "Your Highness, let's promise her."

The fourth Prince listened to Mei Donghua's words as soon as he said it, so he nodded and said, "well, this palace sees that you are also a very affectionate person, so he promised you!"

From the empty long street, a line of eight people in white clothes carried a coffin to the scaffold, carefully packed Cheng Jia's body and put it in the coffin.

The people on both sides retreated and let the woman in red dyed white chimera and the coffin go calmly until they disappeared. The fourth Prince sighed, "don't know whose woman is it? So affectionate and righteous?"

Mei Donghua was silent, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed. Cheng Jia, who had always been afraid of pain, could be so heroic. The woman did not let him fall in love with her. Today, she was afraid that she would be in danger. What about me? What about me who always thinks that I am for this country?

"Broken! The tripod is broken!" With a wild cry, the crowd became noisy again.

"What's broken?"

"The nine tripods in front of the gate of the Tai Temple are broken! The inscription in front of the gate of the imperial censor of the Imperial Academy is also cracked!"

"The king has no way, and the heaven does not protect him!"

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The team directly entered the Dingguo mansion. The people who had been waiting in the main courtyard opened the coffin in an orderly manner, and changed Cheng Jia's body into a special box. Ling Qingyu put ice jade in his mouth, watched his body stop corpseing, and the smile on his face was lifelike. He resisted his sadness, stepped back and left the box.

"Thirteen, you lead the team, and we will meet in Xiangyang." Yan Qi closed the box and said thirteen words to the shadow.

After taking a deep look at Ling Qingyu, Ying shisan bit her lip, then lifted the box with three other people and took more than 20 people out of the hidden tunnel. On the other side of the tunnel is another mansion, where there are ready carriages and horses, and the bookcase is waiting there with all the passage documents.

As soon as Ying shisan and others left, the people here put the long prepared body into the coffin and placed it in the main hall.

Ling Qingyu's tears had dried up, and her eyes were full of red hatred. Looking at the direction of the palace, she whispered, "Cheng Jia, you will not die in vain."

"Madam, you go quickly! The students have been making trouble. Now they all go to the palace gate and ask for the eradication of treacherous ministers. The imperial court has sent out the guard Yulin army!" Qin case rushed in from the outside wearing moon white plain clothes, with an anxious face.

"Piano case?" Ling Qingyu looked at him in surprise. When she left, Cheng Jia gave her the book case, and now she was escorting his body to Xiangyang with all Cheng Jia's efforts and shadow thirteen. For others, she always thought that Cheng Jia was returning to Cheng's house, but now he looked like it, and on second thought, she understood that Cheng Jia spoke directly in the court, and 10000 words outside began to circulate, when she bought the jailer, The jailer also said that another group of people were sending things to Cheng Jia, so he had already prepared to do all this with his own life as bait.

"We instigated the students, and then the chess case will instigate those people." Qin case's eyes reddened again, but he still suppressed his sobs and said, "the childe told me to make things bigger and spread all the rumors, but madam, you have to leave quickly."

Ling Qingyu felt a great pain in his heart. Cheng Jia's death triggered a student riot. If he bled again when suppressing students, scholars across the country would at least have doubts. Those vassal kings would not miss this opportunity, including raising the flag in the future. He would not hesitate to lay out his life carefully to pave the way for himself in the future, but he had never seriously faced his feelings, Until this time, I didn't know how bad I was wrong.

How pathetic, Ling Qingyu, once so sincere feelings were placed in front of you, but he found it when he lost it