The First Marquis of Leisure

As dawn broke, a layer of gloom seemed to hang over the capital.

In just two days, the State of Zhao underwent earth-shattering changes.

The new emperor ascended the throne but did not grant a general amnesty. Instead, there was a massacre of people, and the people were filled with fear.

As the first rays of sunlight shone into the death row cell, a large group of prison guards brought the last meal before the execution.

There's wine and meat, and plenty of it.

Everyone was extremely unwilling and had no heart to eat their last meal in this world.

Only Bai Xinghe continued to eat as usual, while the others could only sigh in despair.

"This is the last meal, Eighth Prince, Brother Zhao, Elder Zhang, why aren't you all eating?"

After two days of rest, Zhang Chunqiu regained his senses.

"Young Master Bai, I am not afraid of being executed by slow slicing, I only regret that I was unable to personally kill the traitor and watched His Majesty fall."

"However, Heaven has not been unkind to me. At least I was able to meet someone like you before I die, and at least I didn't have to watch helplessly as my Great Zhao territory was lost and my people perished!"

Zhang Chunqiu's words were so moving that everyone else couldn't help but shed tears.

Around noon, a number of armored soldiers arrived at the Nine Gates Commander's Office.

The team was led by He Wuji and Chen Feng, both of whom have now been promoted and wield considerable power.

Accompanying the two were Chen Ping and several scions of prominent families.

"Oh, isn't this our brilliant scholar, Young Master Bai? What's wrong? Didn't you threaten to kill me just a few days ago?"

"Hehe, Brother Chen, don't say that. Our Young Master Bai is a divine being; he might not die this time."

Several young men worked together to mock and ridicule each other.

Bai Xinghe wiped his mouth, put down his food, and stared intently at the group of people.

"Bai Xinghe, what the hell are you looking at? What? Come out and hit me!"

Chen Ping relentlessly provoked, mocked, and humiliated them.

"Chen Ping, remember this: I will definitely take your dog's life!"

"Really? I'm so scared. I'll be waiting for you in my next life."

At this moment, Chen Feng checked the time, then waved his hand, signaling the armored soldiers to go in and bring everyone out.

Soon, the road leading to the execution ground was packed with people.

One prison wagon after another carried Bai Xinghe and everyone from the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion, everyone from the Eighth Prince's mansion, everyone from Zhang Chunqiu's mansion, and everyone from the Third Prince's mansion.

There were more than a dozen prison vans, stretching endlessly.

Large numbers of armored guards were deployed on both sides, marching in a grand procession straight towards the execution ground.

Many people along the way sighed, after all, many had witnessed Bai Xinghe's performance in the poetry competition.

Some people also hurl insults because Zhao Xing's imperial edict clearly stated that Bai Xinghe had colluded with others to rebel, murder the emperor, and usurp the throne, making him a traitorous minister.

Some people felt regret and anger, clearly because they didn't believe the official statements from the imperial court.

The execution was personally carried out by the newly appointed Minister of Personnel, Chen Feng, while He Taiji personally led the armored soldiers of the Nine Gates Commandery to guard the execution and prevent any accidents.

Half an hour later, everyone arrived at the execution ground.

A line of executioners was already prepared. The prison cart was opened, and the armored soldiers roughly forced Bai Xinghe and the others off the cart.

Because too many people had to be killed at once, the previous execution ground space was severely insufficient.

Chen Feng personally ordered that a section of the street be fenced off and used as a temporary execution ground.

"The masterminds Bai Xinghe, Zhang Chunqiu, Zhao Xing, the Eighth Prince, Zhang Zhi, and Xiao Changqing plotted a rebellion to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor."

"In accordance with the laws of the Great Zhao, the mastermind is sentenced to death by a thousand cuts, and all other related persons are to be beheaded and their heads displayed to the public, and their entire families are to be exterminated."

With his hands behind his back and a smug look on his face, Chen Feng made the public announcement.

"Nonsense! It's you traitors and rebels who plotted rebellion and murdered the emperor!"

Some of the third prince's confidants couldn't contain their anger and started shouting curses.

"That's right! Zhao Xing colluded with Li Taibei and the people of Yan, betrayed the interests of Great Zhao, and assassinated His Majesty. You are the real traitors!"

"Heaven has no eyes, allowing you traitors and rebels to succeed!"

Faced with the dying wrath of a staunch and courageous man, many ordinary people found it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Chen Feng didn't care at all, because once the time came, they would all die.

Before long, who will even bring up these things anymore?

"Even on the verge of death, you still dare to spout nonsense!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and gave the executioner a wink, indicating that the execution could begin ahead of schedule.

"Brothers, no need to waste words!"

Bai Xinghe stood proudly on the spot, despite the heavy shackles on his body.

But he still held his head high, his face showing no fear of being slowly sliced ​​to death.

"If I survive today, I will surely expose the truth to the world and make that dog emperor Zhao Xing and that old scoundrel Li Taibei pay for their crimes in blood!"

"Ha, you think you can take a dead man like yourself?" Chen Feng scoffed.

"Bai Xinghe, do you still think that as long as your father is alive, or that anyone in the world can save you?"

Bai Xinghe didn't say anything more; until the very last moment, he still held onto a faint hope.

But he couldn't share this intuition with anyone else.

Among the crowded people were spies from the Yan Kingdom's Shadow Guard organization.

"This Bai Xinghe is quite a talent; in terms of ability, he surpasses Ji Yun and Li Chentian, and he remains unfazed in the face of death!"

"It's just a pity that they can't be used by my Great Yan!"

"What you say is absolutely right, Elder. Although our Great Yan lost the poetry competition this time, we also gained the crucial sixteen cities of Nanjun!"

Feng Jie mingled in the crowd, watching and talking with his men.

At the other end of the execution ground, Ji Changzai, along with more than ten personal guards, disguised themselves and mingled among the crowd.

"You all prepare yourselves, and await my orders!"

"Remember not to linger in the fight, and absolutely avoid causing trouble. Your only objective is to rescue Bai Xinghe!"

......

As noon approached, the sun grew brighter and brighter, and the crowds thronged around the execution ground, yet a chill permeated the air.

"Am I really going to die this time?"

Bai Xinghe sighed deeply, overwhelmed with emotion.

"The time has come; carry out the execution immediately!"

With a shout from Chen Feng.

In an instant, many people in the Marquis's residence, the Eighth Prince's residence, and the Third Prince's residence all landed on the ground.

Blood splattered, and the air was soon filled with the stench of blood.

Everyone closed their eyes in despair, powerless to do anything!

At the same time, the street leading to the execution ground in the distance suddenly shook.

It was as if a thousand troops were galloping, with cavalry units rushing in from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.

"Who dares to touch my young master!"

As Bai Shuang, Bai Li, and Bai Heng roared in anger, Bai Xinghe was overjoyed.

"All troops, listen up! Someone is storming the execution ground!"

Chen Feng, having seen many big scenes, immediately gave the order upon seeing the situation.

At the same time, He Taiji immediately mobilized his troops, ordering the armored soldiers of the Nine Gates Commander to quickly move towards the execution ground!

However, the military skills and individual combat capabilities of these eight hundred cavalrymen were far superior to those of the Nine Gates Admiral's soldiers.

The three dispersed the eight hundred cavalrymen, breaking them up into smaller groups to enter the city, and then quickly regrouped.

The white armor was particularly dazzling in the sunlight, and its chilling aura was something that could only be acquired through years of fighting on the border.

"Kill! Save the young master!"

At the command of Bai Shuang, Bai Li, and Bai Heng, eight hundred riders swarmed in.

In just one exchange, He Taiji's armored soldiers were quickly routed.

Ordinary armored soldiers were no match for the cavalry charge, and a large number of them fell instantly.

"Don't panic, young master, we're here to rescue you!"

Bai Heng roared and felled several people with a single spear thrust. He rode his horse to the execution ground and cut the shackles off Bai Xinghe with a single stroke.

"Uncle Heng, don't worry about me, save the others!"

Bai Xinghe also dodged a knife and rushed to save people, knowing that time was of the essence.

The longer it is delayed, the more likely the Nine Gates Commander will have to mobilize all his troops, along with the Imperial Guards.

Even if the eight hundred cavalrymen are incredibly powerful, they will still be overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

"Quickly, immediately inform the Prime Minister and His Majesty!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Chen Feng lost his initial composure.

These eight hundred cavalrymen were definitely a battle-hardened force; their fighting power was too strong.

The armored soldiers from the Nine Gates Commander's Office were no match for him, so he retreated while sending someone to report the news.

Seeing this, Bai Xinghe immediately mounted a warhorse and charged towards Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, you scoundrel, where do you think you're going!"

"Young master, do not pursue!"

Bai Heng was also anxious. Once reinforcements arrived, his eight hundred cavalrymen would not be able to escape the capital.

"Uncle Heng, don't worry about me. Quickly lead everyone out of the city. After I kill Chen Feng and those bastards Chen Ping, I will join you!"