Return of the Swallow

Chapter 1176: execution

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"What else is there, it is the time when he can best recognize his achievements, Li Qitian will not miss the opportunity." Bingtang curled his lips.

Qin Yining sighed with emotion: "I am afraid that after today, those people should be killed."

"Does the princess still sympathize with them?" Ji Yun couldn't help asking when he saw Qin Yining's frown slightly.

Qin Yining raised his eyes in surprise, and then laughed out of fear: "What kind of person do you think I am? Those people are not innocent, and it's not wrong to end up today."

Although there is regret and emotion for the loss of life, it is also out of Qin Yining's respect for the original existence of life, not a bad intention.

At the great court meeting, a row of cages was spectacularly placed in the open space in front of Fengtian Hall. The people in the cage were gagged on all sides like ashes, and they could only let the ministers in the hall look on in desperation like livestock.

The ministers don’t have to abide by the rules as they used to. They point at the cages one by one, and the more grumpy generals point at Siqin and yell at Siqin, greeting his ancestors, especially the female ancestors, vulgar words. It attracted the attention of the civil servants.

Li Qitian sat on the dragon chair, looked down at the people in the cage, and a sense of pride came to his heart. He carefully looked at their expressions and saw that even Siqin was a little nervous and trembling. Really refreshing like never before.

"For many years, the Tartars have never stopped invading the surrounding area. The last time they were defeated by Duke Dingguo, they promised to pay tribute every year, but now they have repented. According to rumors, Utkin Khan is a real man who promises a lot of money. Unexpectedly, in the end, Utkin Khan will let me and the people all over the world see a wonderful farce."

Si Qin lowered his head, his mouth was blocked by rags, and his hands were tightly bound. Even if he tried to pull the rag from his mouth, he couldn't use his fingers. He wanted to refute but couldn't open his mouth, and felt really aggrieved in his heart.

The suffering that he had endured during the escort back to Beijing for many days made Siqin even feel a sense of urgency for relief at this time.

Enough, really enough. As a Khan, he has been humiliated enough, and he is destined to die, why can't he write about his life earlier? It seems that Lu Heng is a smart person. Before getting in the car, he has already planned his future steps. Since this life has become his burden, he will not let it go.

The rest of the ministers heard Li Qitian's words and accused them of being diligent.

Words like renegade, ungrateful, and conscientious are not ambiguous, and they smashed into Siqin's ears sentence by sentence.

The days of torture and the mistreatment of people along the way are driving people crazy. Now, these ministers are buzzing in their ears like mosquitoes, doing their best to ridicule. Where has Siqin suffered such humiliation in his life

His eyes became more and more decisive, and he was already determined to die.

Li Qitian let the ministers humiliate and scold, and when his voice gradually weakened, he waved his hand.

When the courtiers saw this, they immediately shut their mouths in unison.

"It doesn't matter if you go back on your word or destroy the book of surrender, even if you lead an army to attack Dazhou, this is a matter for the Tatar Khan. Although the winner is the king, I have always been fair in everything I do. Utkin Khan only wins or loses in this matter, there is no right or wrong."

Li Qitian's words caused the ministers to ponder, and many ministers nodded in agreement, deeply agreeing and admiring Li Qitian's idea.

But Li Qitian changed the topic and said again: "However, the former Anari Khan, the former consort Tatar, used your love as husband and wife and the grace of knowing, but you murdered your wife because of your vain attempt to seize the throne. It's so cruel and unscrupulous, it really makes my heart feel cold when I see it!"

There are many opinions about the death of Anari Khan, and it is difficult to get an accurate answer. But Li Qitian's words made Siqin change color with full confidence.

Sure enough, Siqin seemed to have been stabbed in the sore foot. Although he was locked in the cage, he struggled violently. The bright red blood dripped down his wrist, along the dirty cuff, and the last drop fell. on the ground. Under such pain, Si Qin still did not give up his struggle, his eyes were red as if bloodshot, and he stared at Li Qitian stubbornly.

"What? Could it be that what I said was wrong? The Khan of Anari believed in you wholeheartedly and handed over everything to you, but what about you? Coveted the position of the khan, even in a short-term relationship, and personally If you kill him, you will blame others! You are such a despicable person, I really stained my eyes when I looked at you!"

"Woo! Woo!!" Siqin struggled even more intensely.

"Oh? Do you still have something to say?" Li Qitian raised his brows, as if he had seen something ridiculous, waved his hands and smiled: "Go, take the rag out of his mouth, I want to hear it, this Tartar can be Khan has nothing to defend himself."

"Yes." Immediately, a guard stepped forward in the hall and pulled the rag from Siqin's mouth.

Siqin's mouth was dry, and when he saw the air, his throat was dry. After coughing for a while, even tears were almost pouring out, and he calmed down a little.

Li Qitian was not impatient when he saw it. After waiting for a while, he heard a hoarse voice, speaking in fluent Dazhou dialect, and said loudly: "You said that Khan is despicable, do you only want to murder a loyal minister? Wouldn't a faint-hearted ruler who is domineering but not caring about the life and death of the people be despicable?"

"you"! Li Qitian was furious and suddenly regretted why he gave Si Qin a chance to speak.

He had thought that Siqin and his party were dying, but he had no idea that he still had the guts!

Hearing Si Qin's scolding, the ministers all looked sideways.

Li Qitian wished he couldn't keep Siqin's mouth shut, but he said it himself, and he couldn't go back on his word.

Seeing Li Qitian's sudden change of color, Siqin laughed, "What son of destiny? It's just a mediocre person who steals the achievements of others! Back then, Tianjizi Shenshen once said that this emperor's position was taken by Ziwei Emperor Xing, and you Is it Ziwei Emperor Star? Think about what you have done all these years? What fact have you done for the people of your country? I see you like a rich man who suddenly made a fortune, and you only care about your own enjoyment , do not care about the suffering of the people at all!

"You don't even want to hear someone say that you are not, but you think about it first, how can you compare to Ziwei Emperor Star?"

Everyone knows the legend of Emperor Ziwei, and they have also heard of Tianjizi's approval, but no one dares to mention it before Li Qitian.

Today was exposed by Utkin Khan in person, and everyone panicked. They don't know, what else will Li Qitian do to relieve the embarrassment? They heard everything, shouldn't they be silenced

Li Qitian was extremely angry, and he was afraid that people would see his hideous expression and make him feel guilty, so he took two deep breaths to make him look calmer.

"Tricky villain, he is coming to provoke my relationship with the monarch and ministers when he is about to die!"

"With all due respect, in your imperial court, who do you have a relationship with? Do you think they really believe in you?" Siqin looked around, shook his head and laughed: "What a waste! If I, Tartar, have you Da Zhou is so rich and rich, I am confident that the Tartars will be ten times stronger than you are now! You have the most superior prerequisites, but you have made a mess! Go and ask the people of your country, who is the disaster relief. Selling food with silver? Are they thanking you, or are they thanking the relief workers?”

"Shut up, shut up!" Li Qitian was finally furious, shaking his finger at Siqin, and raised his voice: "Come on, kill this person alive!"

"According to the order." Seeing that the rest of the ministers did not respond, Xiong Jinshui had no choice but to step forward and hurriedly greeted the big Han general in front of the hall, "Hurry up, the will of the Holy One, you can't hear it!"

The big Han general and the guards seemed to have recovered from this, and hurriedly came to open the cage and arrested Siqin.

Siqin, however, was still not afraid of death and scolded: "How stupid and immoral can you be the emperor of Da Zhou? I think you Da Zhou are going to die! Even if you kill Lao Tzu, it is useless. Cheng Li ghost, also see how you commit suicide!"

"Presumptuous!" Li Qitian's eyes were splitting, and he pointed at Siqin and shouted: "You don't have to take it away, it's here! I want to watch you execute! No one is allowed to leave! I want to see who it is today. Destroy yourself first!"

"Execution!"

"Execution!"

Even if someone ties Siqin's arms and slashes them with thousands of cuts, not everyone can do it. They must cut a thin piece of flesh from each stroke, making people feel the pain of life is worse than death. But it can't make people really die.

Da Zhou's courtiers watched as someone prepared torture instruments, and someone went to find an old man with experience in this area. Everyone's back was covered in cold sweat, and even their calves were trembling.

This is still the case for the Da Zhou courtier, and the people in the prison car on the side are already frightened and expressionless and shaking like chaff.

Bian Ruohan opened her mouth wide, and the rags in her mouth made her cry out "woohoo". She wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything. She wanted to live, but she knew that she might not survive. Siqin needs to be slashed with a thousand swords, and if she can get a whole corpse, I am afraid she will be given preferential treatment.

Bian Ruohan struggled hard in the cage like an ant on a hot pan.

Not only Bian Ruohan, but also those Tatar generals and Lu Heng's subordinates, saw the lively Ling Chi scene with their own eyes, and their legs were weak.

Siqin knew that he was going to die, even the pain of being cut alive, so he didn't care. When the executioner came, he was tied up with wooden stakes and stared up at Li Qitian. Siqin still had the courage to scolded loudly: "You stupid monarch, the world will be handed over to you Ben Khan. But 10,000 people are not at ease. The people of your country are also human. Don’t they become immortals without a sound? How much silver taels do you have in your hand, is it enough to feed these people

Li Qitian was furious and strode forward, but he restrained his impulse when he thought about it before, and only said: "If the hook is not enough, I have the final say. arrive."

Siqin raised his head to laugh, and Li Qitian's eardrums tingled as the laughter shook. Siqin's fearless eyes made Li Qitian feel an unprecedented oppression.

Fortunately, Xiong Jinshui and the guards were loyal, and they all stood in front of Li Qitian.

The first time he went down, Si Qin was speechless in pain, his face seemed to be covered with frost, but his forehead was sweating.

Many ministers were less courageous, and did not even dare to look forward. That kind of blood dripping wet the ground, I don't know how much rain it takes to wash it off!