C86

Three days later, on the street of Pingyang City.

Don't ask Mo Gu Han why he waited for three days, and why he didn't send them out to show off on the same day. Hehe, his favorite time was when he knew what the result would be, yet he was still hoping for a turning point. That kind of time when he was in a life or death crisis, or when his heart was dead, or when he calmly accepted it.

The reason why the Imperial City was called the Imperial City was because it took up the most land area and was also known as the Imperial Palace's land area.

"This …" When the ministers saw this, they all felt that Mo Gu Han's methods were too cruel. As early as a few days ago, they heard that the king had searched a large amount of the wealth of important officials in the imperial court to fill up the shortage of funds in the treasury.

"The way of the world …" Those ministers who may not have had that intention yet were slightly lucky to not have their property confiscated and not have been found guilty of embezzlement.

"Pah!" His hair was much paler than before, and his white prison uniform was stained with blood. The scars of the whips were especially noticeable on his body, and he still hadn't stopped breathing. He let out a whimper from his mouth, either because it was painful for his skin or because he was in pain from the inside.

His wife and children were also part of the audience. The first wife held the child in one hand and silently shed tears at the corner of her eyes. That child was only nine or ten years old. That was why the ignorant child had started to yell and curse at his father for harming him. It was just a few words, but he was immediately pushed away by the soldiers. The intense voices disappeared once again, and the tearful Madam also disappeared …

The snow was still falling again, melting into the scalding blood, melting into their hearts.

The first prisoner carriage was bound by Guo De, who slowly appeared in front of the ministers before disappearing from their field of vision. However, the scenes that had touched the hearts of the ministers could not be wiped out. They were truly afraid that the swinging of the whip would bring about harm to them.

Then there was Liu Yun, the oldest being Guo De, who was still alive. Compared to Liu Yun, who was younger, he was more clear-headed, and he felt a burning pain on his skin. Thinking about the past, alas, let's not bring it up.

Compared to Guo De, who was unconscious and unable to sense his surroundings, Liu Yun's despair and hopelessness were nothing. Liu Fengyuan, who was behind him, felt indignant. He had let down the amount of corruption they had, but he himself was not even one ten thousandth of their total.

He cried out, struggling with the rope in his hand, twisting his body, and letting out obscenities.

Once upon a time, he was a distinguished minister. Now also for his heart the place of resentment and slander, but also for the pain of the skin and completely lost decorum.

Cries and cries came from the streets of Pingyang. They had to repent in their last moments and lose face for their ancestors when roaming the streets like this, how were they going to meet their parents?

On Pingyang Street, the name of the king echoed. The ministers who were watching the scene were all trembling with fear. They were afraid that they would never dare to touch the treasury again.

Mo Gu Han stood on the high platform, admiring the mannerisms of the ministers below him, feeling inexplicably happy. These people deserved it for their crimes. Although their methods were cruel, they got what they wanted.