1850 The first eight hundred and forty-ninth chapter Fanwai: love students (30)

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Three times, it hit the hearts of people.

"The emperor drove--"

A sharp sing-along followed, and the hustle and bustle of the crowd quieted down almost immediately, followed by the sound of kneeling through the sky.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Watching the people and officers and soldiers kneel down together, dare not look directly at the sky.

Zhuo Cheng and Quan Zhengchu also knelt down. When they bowed, they glanced in that direction with the corner of his eye.

The scene of the royal team was magnificent, and the special lane was far away from the people, and only a faint figure could be seen when looking up.

When Long Yu stopped, Ming Huang slowly walked down. Instead of going directly to the prison platform under the guidance of officials, he turned around and waited for the white girl in the back to get up and then walked forward together.

Seeing the white shadow, Zhuo Cheng's heart was slightly condensed, and then there was a burst of excitement in his eyes, "Jing Chu, Zheng Chu! Maybe things will turn around!"

"Turn around? What do you mean? You mean Zi Yi may be saved?!" Quan Zhengchu was excited, almost screaming his throat, but fortunately remembering the occasion at the moment, barely suppressing his voice.

"I just saw Nanling County Master! Just next to the emperor! Don't look up, you fool, would you like to be beaten!" Seeing that Quan Zheng was about to look up at the beginning, Zhuo Cheng quickly pressed his head to the ground Slammed on the ground, "The master of the county is a reasonable person. If we go to intercede, the master of the county may open up!"

Quan Zheng didn't care about his head, and said, "If the master of the county can open the net, then the emperor will certainly look at the face of the master of the county?!"

The two looked at each other, and it was hard to hide their ecstasy, "Fight!"

After the words, the two shouted in the far direction, "Sovereign Lord, Xiaomin must avenge! Please pity the Sovereign!"

As soon as the two burst out of shouting, they were immediately picked up by the guards and soldiers standing next to them and even dragged their swords around their necks. "The front of the holy voice was loud and daring!"

In the distance, one yellow, one white and two voices heard the noise, only turned his head to look here, and continued to walk toward the prison table.

Zhuo Cheng and Quan Zhengchu struggled desperately, but it was such a result that he felt cold.

In the center of the field, the young man in shackles turned his head and shook his head gently at them. Even if they were far apart, the two could feel the desperation spreading on the man, and he smiled to appease them. .

Quan Zheng couldn't hold back at first, and burst into tears.

Before the holy noise, no matter what the reason, you must be hit on the board, the pain caused by the stick that fell on your body, and the anger and sadness of the heart.

Hongdou and Yan Rongjin were already sitting on the prison table, watching the crowd kneeling down calmly.

"Emperor, the time has come. After the minister reads the crime, Yamen will escort these officials to the northwest." The official in charge of the sentence reported.

Yan Rongjin nodded, "When the time comes, you can declare your purpose."

The officials immediately went down to prepare.

In fact, the report just now was just a passing scene. The emperor was a man of words, but the decisions he made never changed.

Soon, the voice of the officials reading the crime and the will of the Holy Spirit spread to all directions.

Red Bean sat on the side of Yan Rongjin later, and his eyes fell on the faces of the officials. After seeing it for a while, he suddenly tilted his head and quietly poked Yan Rongjin from the back.

"Brother Seven, I know that person."

"Huh? Who?" Yan Rongjin turned his head, squinting slightly.