Show mercy to him
"Execute."
The order was given.
The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, shouting, "Bastard!" and "Damn it!"
Gao Meng's companions had also arrived at the execution ground, each filled with rage, clenching their fists and gnashing their teeth.
They wished they could hack Zhang Daqi into a thousand pieces.
They wanted to avenge their First Master.
Just as the executioner gave the order, the executioner raised a jar of wine, poured it into his mouth, and spat it on the broadsword in his hand.
The wine splashed onto Zhang Daqi's face, the cold feeling suddenly waking him up. He opened his empty eyes and stared at the broadsword raised high in the air.
The blade reflected the light, glinting with a chilling silver light, piercing into his eyes.
It would only take a moment for him to die.
Scared!
He was really scared!
Now that he was on the verge of death, struggling was useless. He could only watch in horror.
At this moment, the commoners held their breaths, waiting for the broadsword to fall.
To behead that perverted murderer.
The executioner was very experienced. His eyes were fixed on the criminal's neck, and the broadsword in his hand was also aimed.
He calmed himself and tightened his grip.
He swung down with force.
The broadsword was about to reach Zhang Daqi's neck.
However, in the nick of time, a sword shot over from afar and hit the broadsword.
The force was strong.
The direction was accurate.
"Huh?"
The executioner was forced to move to the side. His wrist was numb, and the broadsword fell to the ground.
It only cut off a few strands of Zhang Daqi's hair.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Including the executioner.
"Who dares to invade the execution ground?"
The magistrates of the execution ground drew their swords and surrounded Zhang Daqi.
"Hiss."
The sound of hooves could be heard.
Everyone turned to look at the "culprit" who came forward.
He hurriedly dismounted and pushed his way through the crowd to the execution platform. He took out a token and showed it to the executioner.
"Prince Rong has ordered that the executioner be merciful!"
His voice was loud and clear.
The executioner was stunned.
… …
Fifteen minutes later.
Prince Yi's estate.
Jing Yi was leisurely sipping his tea. He was already ninety percent sure that he would win. As long as Zhang Daqi's head fell to the ground, he would win.
He twirled the delicate cup in his hand, and a sense of pride overflowed from the corner of his lips.
"Jing Rong, ah, Jing Rong, no matter how much effort you put into scheming, you will still be defeated by this prince."
"I congratulate Your Highness in advance," Wen Shisan, who was standing opposite, said.
Jing Yi smiled. "Thirteen, this prince's victory this time is partly due to you. If it weren't for you, this prince wouldn't have been able to capture Zhang Daqi so easily. Moreover, even His Majesty couldn't find the slightest mistake in your report and had no choice but to order the execution of the criminal."
"It is this Wen's honor to be able to help Your Highness."
What a sharp-tongued mouth.
Jing Yi picked up the teapot and poured some tea into the teacup in front of Wen Shisan.
The tea almost spilled over.
"Come, this king will use tea in place of wine to toast you."
Wen Shisan raised his cup, "I should be the one toasting Your Highness. From now on, I'll have to rely on Your Highness' care."
"Don't worry, this king will definitely not go back on his word."
The two of them drank their tea.
Jing Yi said, "After Zhang Daqi is dead, this prince will enter the palace early tomorrow morning to speak with His Majesty about the appointment of the Penal Warden. At that time, I'll recommend you to be promoted."
"Many thanks, Your Highness."
Jing Yi laughed heartily.
But —
Wen Shisan's eyes suddenly darkened, as if he was only pretending to smile.
In the end, he couldn't get over the words' unfair 'in his heart.
What kind of skill did he have to use to win against Ji Yunshu?
But he didn't show this emotion in front of Jing Yi.
Suddenly —
A voice came from outside, "Your Highness, bad news."
This shout almost made Jing Yi's heart jump out of his chest.
He only had a ten percent chance to win!
Please don't let anything go wrong.
Dou Quan rushed in anxiously, "Your Highness, bad news."
"What's the matter?"
"The execution ground … they've spared him."
Ugh!
The teacup in Jing Yi's hand fell on the table with a bang.
The tea spilled out and splashed onto his luxurious robe. The cup rolled on the floor with a clatter.
It was smashed to smithereens!
Dou Quan's body trembled.
Wen Shisan quickly got up and retreated to the side, not saying a word.
After a while, Jing Yi furrowed his brows, his eyes gloomy. "Where is he?"
"He's still at the execution ground, but the executioner has already sent someone to report to His Majesty."
Thud.
Jing Yi slammed his fist on the table.
Jing Yi's eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he roared, "This Prince doesn't believe that Jing Rong can find evidence to prove that Zhang Daqi isn't the murderer in one day."
He didn't believe it!
Dou Quan said, "But Your Highness, without evidence, Prince Rong wouldn't dare to stop the execution ground."
"No matter what, no one can disrupt this Prince's overall plan at this time." Jing Yi ordered, "Quickly go and keep an eye on it. Once His Majesty has made a decision, report to me immediately."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Dou Quan left.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy.
Wen Shisan hung his head, his expression complicated.
He seemed to … heave a sigh of relief.
Jing Yi was furious. He was just one step away from winning.
"Jing Rong, you really can't accept this! In the end, you still want to compete with this Prince. Fine, this Prince wants to see how capable you are this time. "
Jing Yi snorted.
Then, he looked at Wen Shisan, "Shisan, in your opinion, if Jing Rong really finds evidence to prove that Zhang Daqi isn't the murderer, what should this Prince do?"
Wen Shisan bowed his head and said in a flat tone, "This Wen's case has been written clearly with evidence and evidence. Zhang Daqi has also personally signed his confession and planned to commit suicide by biting his tongue. Because of this, he almost lost his life. This is an act of suicide to escape punishment. Therefore, as long as Your Highness holds onto this point, even if Prince Rong has the ability to prove Zhang Daqi's innocence, it will have nothing to do with Your Highness. After all, Zhang Daqi admitted his crime and the one who ordered his execution was His Majesty. Your Highness is just pushing the boat with the current and submitting the evidence."
How amazing.
He could even make the dead look alive.
Jing Yi thought about his words carefully and nodded, "That's right, Shisan, your brain works fast."
"This Wen should work for Your Highness."
"But if … Jing Rong can't find any evidence, this Prince will definitely put him to death."
His eyes were vicious.
Wen Shisan was silent. No one could guess what he was thinking.
At this time, a little maid from the West Courtyard rushed to the door and shouted, "Your Highness, bad news, the Side Consort, she … she …"
The maid panted and panicked.
As soon as she entered the room, she knelt on the ground.
Jing Yi was already annoyed, and when he heard the "bad news", he became even angrier. He picked up the pot of hot tea and splashed it at the maid.
The scalding hot water splashed on the back of her hand, causing the maid to scream in pain.
She immediately covered the back of her hand and lowered her body to the ground.
She kowtowed again and again, "Your Highness, spare me, spare me …"
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