When Xia Xun came to the front yard, as the fleeing family member said, there were indeed officers and soldiers standing here. They were wearing armor and holding weapons, not like ordinary soldiers.
Xia Hongxi and Xia Wen knelt in front of them. Mrs. Xia and Xia Yin were confined in the room because they were female relatives. The servants fled in all directions, but more were held down by the officers and soldiers, and they knelt down around them one by one.
Xia Xun's heart sank suddenly, and the government launched a big battle. It seems that this matter is unusual, and I am afraid it will not be good.
His steps were getting slower and slower, and he didn't know whether to walk or not.
It's not that he didn't think about hiding, or escaping.
He was very hesitant at first, but when he saw the person standing in the courtyard, all hesitation disappeared, leaving only shock and bewilderment.
Standing in front of the large group of officers and soldiers, the only person in the field not wearing armor was Qi Yan.
He stood proudly holding the edict, looking down at Xia Hongxi with contemptuous and cold eyes.
Xia Xun was shocked, and when he suddenly didn't notice, he had already walked to the front yard.
A sharp-eyed officer immediately pointed to him and asked:
"Who is that person? Catch him immediately!"
Several people rushed out behind him, rushed to Xia Xun, bound his hands with iron chains, escorted him to the courtyard, pressed him to the ground, and knelt side by side with Xia Wen.
Someone asked sharply:
"Who are you? What's your relationship with Xia Hongxi?!"
Qi Yan's voice came from above his head:
"He is the third son of the Xia family, Xia Xun."
Xia Xun looked up at him, and then someone pressed his head:
"Presumptuous! Don't kneel!"
Xia Xun stiffened her neck, she refused to bow her head no matter what, and stared at Qi Yan:
"Qi Yan...? You, how could you—what are you doing here...?"
Xia Hongxi suddenly stood up, broke free from the officers and soldiers who were pressing him down, raised his head and angrily reprimanded Qi Yan:
"You are just my deputy! What qualifications do you have to be a domineering officer in front of me?! Untie me immediately! I want to meet the Holy Majesty!"
Xia Xun couldn't believe her ears:
"Deputy? Who? Qi Yan?! He's not, isn't he...?!"
Xia Hongxi suddenly looked at Xia Xun, his eyes were like blades:
"Qi Yan? Where did you hear this name—?!"
Qi Yan strolled in front of Xia Hongxi like a leisurely court, and slowly squatted down to meet his gaze:
"Master Xia, it seems that you still have an impression of my name? When you killed my parents, did you ever think that this day will come?"
Xia Hongxi's complexion changed drastically, and he was terrified, his eyes widened and he stammered:
"... Parents? You, you are—you are still alive?! Impossible! You are definitely not Qi Yan! How could he be alive—?!"
Qi Yan smiled coldly, and his tone was ghastly:
"If you really remember the dirty things you did, that's good, so you can get on your way clearly."
Xia Hongxi roared heart-piercingly:
"You dare to kill me?!"
Qi Yan stood up and stopped looking at him:
"It's not that I want to kill you, it's His Majesty who wants your life. Come, read His Majesty's handbook to Lord Xia."
Qi Hui took the edict from him and read aloud to Xia Hongxi:
"During his tenure as an official of water transportation, Xia Hongxi used official ships for personal gain for ten years. The amount involved is so large that I can't count them in detail. Xia Hongxi committed a heinous crime that is unforgivable. He was ordered to be executed in court. Mrs. Xia committed suicide as an apology. Relatives, have not entered the imperial prison of Dali Temple, and wait to be punished!"
As soon as Qi Yan raised his hand, an eunuch stepped forward with a white silk three feet in his hand.
Qi Yan said leisurely:
"Your Majesty is merciful. He bestowed upon you the whole body of Madam, and specially brought such precious things as white silk out of the palace, and gave them to Madam as a gift. Lord Xia, you should thank you."
Qi Yan put down his hands, several officers and soldiers walked to the main hall together with the eunuch, carrying Bai Ling.
In the room, Mrs. Xia was already paralyzed from fright, she fell limply on the ground, her mouth was open, she couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.
Xia Yin stood in front of her:
"What are you guys doing?!"
The officers and soldiers didn't speak to her, and simply dragged her away. Without Xia Yin, Mrs. Xia had no shelter in front of her.
The eunuch holding the white silk said to her:
"Mrs. Xia, Your Majesty, please go on your way."
Mrs. Xia was out of her wits, her eyes were about to burst:
"No, no! I don't want to die!!!"
The eunuch said sadly:
"Madam Xia, according to the rules in the palace, if you can't do it yourself, the servant will personally send you on your way."
Mrs. Xia's hairs stood on end, and all her blood was gone:
"What are you doing?!"
The eunuch said lightly:
"Of course I will use white silk to strangle your neck. Are you ready? This servant is going to do it."
He picked up the white silk and was about to wrap it around her neck, when Mrs. Xia realized that she had no room for change.
She didn't know where to gather her last strength, and suddenly grabbed the eunuch's hand stretched out to her:
"… I will do it myself… !"
The eunuch threw Bai Ling on her body:
"That's right, why make such a mess?"
Mrs. Xia staggered to her feet, stumbled to the bottom of the girder, and brought a round stool with trembling arms.
She stepped on the chair, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground together with the stool.
The eunuch said:
"How many of you don't help Madam?"
Several officers and soldiers standing beside him immediately stepped forward, lifted the stool, and almost lifted her up.
Mrs. Xia breathed heavily, and shed a string of desperate tears. She threw the white silk and wrapped it around her neck.
The wooden chair fell to the ground, and she hung in the air struggling for a while, before dying.
After a brief and eerie silence, Xia Yin let out an exclamation, and hid behind the pillar screaming.
Xia Wen glanced at the embroidered shoes on Mrs. Xia's feet, and quickly looked away, unable to bear to look any further.
Xia Hongxi roared and rushed towards Qi Yan, but was firmly held down by the officers and soldiers. He couldn't move, only one mouth could move. His liver and gallbladder were torn apart, his anger could not be vented, and he cursed Qi Yan in the most venomous language.
Xia Xun was already stupid.
He stared at Mrs. Xia's body intently.
It was a beautiful day, the autumn was crisp, the blue sky was cloudless, the sun was shining brightly, the gentle breeze blew the white silk, and the expensive silk was wrapped around Mrs. Xia's body, hanging from the beam and shaking back and forth.
Xia Hongxi cursed Qi Yan sharply and viciously, but Qi Yan didn't look sideways and turned a deaf ear.
Xia Xun couldn't hear it.
His eyes were covered with silk cloth that shone brightly under the sun, and the reflection of the light on the cloth made his eyes sore.
Xia Wen noticed his strangeness, bumped him immediately, and blocked his sight with his body:
"Don't look!"
Xia Xun was knocked to the ground, and was dragged back to the original place by the officers and soldiers guarding him.
He knelt on the ground again, and as far as he could see, it happened to be the hem of Qi Yan's clothes.
His eyes followed Qi Yan's clothes all the way up, passed by his hands hanging on both sides of his body, his belt, his chin, and finally fell between his eyebrows and eyes.
Qi Yan looked down on Xia Hongxi, and was indifferent to Xia Xun's gaze:
"Lord Xia, you don't have to be so angry. Your Majesty also knows that you have a deep love for your beloved wife, and you will never want her to leave alone. Don't worry, although my parents died at the hands of both of you, I will still finish the work." Your wish, send you on the road with your wife."
Xia Hongxi wished he could dig out the flesh on Qi Yan's face with his eyes:
"Even if I am guilty, I will be interrogated by Dali Temple and judged by His Majesty himself! What are you? How dare you make a mistake here! I will write down the revenge of killing my wife! One day I will ask you to pay it back!"
Qi Yan pulled out the long sword at his waist in a flash:
"Lord Xia, I'm afraid you didn't hear clearly. Xia Hongxi beheaded His Majesty's order in court. This sword was given to me by His Majesty himself. If you can die under such a sword, you should be able to rest in peace."
Before everyone could react, Qi Yan swung his sword suddenly.
He raised the knife in his hand and fell, under the blood splattered, Xia Hongxi's complete head was chopped off at the same time, fell to the ground with a plop, made a shallow pit, and rolled to Xia Xun in front of him.
Xia Hongxi's headless body crashed to the ground, and the blood that flew from his neck splashed Xia Xun's face.
Before Xia Yin could scream, she passed out.
Xia Wen trembled all over, stared blankly at his father's body, and shook his head unconsciously:
"No, no... you can't kill my father, you can't... how could it be... how could it be..."
Xia Xun's attention was on Qi Yan from the beginning to the end.
He was like a wooden figure carved out by himself, with his mouth half-opened stiffly, staring at Qi Yan's face.
He tried to see some emotion from Qi Yan's face, but Qi Yan was expressionless. He wiped off the blood on the sword indifferently, and put the sharp sword into the sheath:
"Xia Hongxi's body was displayed in the city to serve as a warning to others! Xia Yin sent back to her husband's house, Xia Wen and Xia Xun were imprisoned in Dali Temple, and everyone else was locked up in the mansion to wait for their punishment!"
These were the last words he said.
After finishing speaking, he put away the bright yellow edict, turned around and left.
His footsteps are so resolute, without a trace of nostalgia, leaving Xia Xun with a cold back.
Qi Hui followed closely behind.
At the same time, Xia Wen and Xia Xun were put on iron shackles, half dragged and half dragged by officers and soldiers, and pulled into the prison cart at the door.
Even at this moment, Xia Xun's eyes were still glued to Qi Yan's back. He stared at him unrelentingly, but he saw their master and servant riding on tall horses and leaving without looking back.
The shiny ponytail disappeared around the corner of the street, and Xia Xun suddenly found herself speechless.
Xia Xing was imprisoned in Dali Temple Prison, and now, Xia Wen and Xia Xun are ushered in again.
Xia Wen lost his mind and buried his face in his palm, trying to wake up his confused mind.
This morning, he was still sitting at home with his family. A few hours later, both his parents died and he was convicted and imprisoned.
He can't take it.
He was worried about Xia Yin, his wife, and his own future, but what made him even more puzzled was who was the person who beheaded his father's head with his own hands, that Qi Yan who came back from hell to take revenge like a ghost?
"Qi Yan...?" Xia Wen pulled her hair tightly: "Why have I never heard of this name... why...?"
Xia Xun did not move for a long time, Xia Wen sighed in pain, and looked at him distractedly.
Xia Xun sat blankly, looking at the corridor outside the cell, motionless.
Xia Hongxi's blood was still on his face, he didn't wipe it off at all, the dark black blood was sprayed, Xia Xun looked like a ghost who just ate a big living person.
Xia Wen lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him: "...Xia Xun, wipe your face, your face is covered with blood."
Xia Xun didn't move at all, and didn't even roll her eyes.
Xia Wen called him again: "Xia Xun? Did you hear me?"
Xia Xun maintained her original posture without any response.
Xia Wen walked to his side, rubbed his sleeve against his face, and wiped off the blood on his face.
After the blood faded and Xia Xun's true face was revealed, Xia Wen finally felt something was wrong.
From just now to now, his expression has not changed, his mouth is half open, his eyes are staring forward dully, and his eyelids are not blinking.
Xia Wen had a bad premonition, he shook Xia Xun's shoulder vigorously: "Xia Xun? Don't scare me! What's wrong with you?!"
Xia Xun was shaken back and forth by him, his three souls and seven souls seemed to have been thrown away from his body, leaving only a heavy body, staying in the prison where the sun never appeared.