Mrs. Yang said peacefully: "As early as half a year ago, I had arranged for my youngest son Yang Qin to go to his grandfather's house. You have asked, "A thousand miles away is not far, why haven't you come back yet?"

"I can answer my husband's question now, and Qin'er will not come back; he did not go to his grandfather's house, but... he joined a sect and became a disciple of a sect. This is my arrangement. At that time, I was afraid that you would not agree, so I did not reveal the truth. I just hope that one day, Qin'er will come back to explain to you. Now it seems... everything is a coincidence, leaving a little blood for your Yang family."

"This is something I have done for your family as your Yang family's wife."

"call……"

Yang Botao let out a long breath, as if he had put down a big stone in his heart, and said gratefully: "Thank you, good wife!"

Mrs. Yang looked at Yang Botao and said, "Don't you still want to tell me the reason until now?"

Yang Botao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back to his mouth and said, "Mrs. Don't need to know this section. Just treat it as me... Yang Botao suddenly became obsessed with lard and became obsessed with it."

His eyes were full of pain and he said, "I, Yang Botao, I am sorry to the Nine Lords, is the first one; I am sorry to you, you are the second one!"

He stood up, looked at his wife with his eyes fixedly, and suddenly he knelt down with a thud and said, "Madam, I'm sorry to you!"

The tears that Mrs. Yang forced to hold back finally came out.

At this time, he still refused to say...

Yang Botao slowly stood up and walked out without looking back.

Yang Botao knew that he had no way to turn back, and he had no way to turn back long ago!

Mrs. Yang's tears fell, and after a long time, she said, "Forget it, if you don't say it, don't say it; if you say it, it's death, if you don't say it, it's nothing wrong with being a fool. Why do you have to figure out everything out!"

She picked up a glass of wine, drank it slowly, and murmured: "I wanted to poison this wine, but I just finished it all, but... in the end, I didn't make up my mind."

"Forget it, let's go to Jiuquan on the day of the public trial..."

...

The night is deep, the wind is whistling in the sky, and the wind seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

The cold wind whistled through the air, stirring a sharp sound without wailing; it was like a ghost coming out, and the scalp exploded involuntarily.

In the entire Tiantang City, countless people are waiting for the dawn.

It's dawn, so the truth should be revealed.

Tiezheng was an exception. He went to bed early, snoring and slept particularly sweetly, like a dead pig; but after the fourth update, he got up suddenly, scaring his wife beside him.

"Why is it so early?"

"There is a big deal today! Get up early and prepare early!"

Tiezheng jumped up with his shirtlessness, and the cold wind blew on his exposed chest and on his face. He immediately shuddered, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tiezheng washed his face with cold well water again, quickly put his robe neatly, and wiped his face randomly, and said, "Madam, I'm going to do things."

Without waiting for the wife to answer, she took a big step and walked out.

Her wife was wearing a robe and leaning against the door; she vaguely felt something was wrong with Tie Zheng today, but she was just going to court as usual... As for her heroic and decisive look like she was fighting in a decisive manner?

Well, by the way, go to court!

But Tie Zheng wore a sword around his waist and a heart-protecting mirror on his chest; he was wearing armor, and the personal soldiers behind him were helping him hold the Daguan sword... How could he go to court?

It is clearly a fight!

Just as I thought of this, I couldn't help but cover my mouth in shock. I was about to chase me out and ask, but I found that Tie Zheng's figure had disappeared around the corner.

It's gone.

...

Tiantang Square is already crowded.

A big flag with a towering sky stood in the center. This big chess is twenty feet high and the blood-red flag is flying and rising in the air.

Below the flag, a high platform is set up.

This high platform is the main venue for this public trial!

It's just this public trial...

All senior officials know that this so-called public trial is just a cover.

Whether it is the senior management of Yu Tang or the Sijilou, they are waiting for someone to appear.

Whether the crime is conclusive or not depends on the evidence, only in the appearance of that person or not!

If Feng Zun appears, then Yang Botao is guilty, his crime is extremely evil, and his crime is unforgivable!

If Feng Zun has not appeared, then Yang Botao is innocent, all the sins are gone, and he is safe and sound!

Nothing to do with other people's evidence, nothing counts!

It’s noon at sunset and the sun shines on the earth.

All the five presiding judges have arrived at this time; and the direct person Yang Botao has also come here to await trial.

Yang Botao brought not many people on this trip, with less than thirty people in total.

However, these guys were obviously wearing military uniforms, but the momentum on their bodies made Qiu Jianhan and other bigwigs still couldn't help but take a look at each other.

Everyone saw this group of people's powerful aura that was completely different from the military, and they all knew that this group of people was not simple, but not trivial.

Marshal Qiu snorted and said, "Ship Yang, there are so many masters among your personal soldiers! There are so many talented people coming out, and I don't even know if I should say whether I am envious or jealous when I see you!"

Yang Botao's face was pale and he was somewhat absent-minded. He just said a hush to Marshal Qiu's heart-wrenching words, and seemed to have not heard clearly what he was saying, and did not say anything to explain and refute.

My back, which had always been as tall as a pine tree, was obviously hunched over.

Tie Zheng has been paying attention to Yang Botao's every move, his words and actions since the moment he arrived, and his heart suddenly moved; it was obvious that he had just disappeared overnight; Yang Botao seemed to have been aged for twenty years at once, what other changes have occurred in this?!

Tie Zheng just heard Mr. Qiu's heart-blaming words that seemed to be criticizing and criticizing him, and he was even more concerned about Yang Botao's actions. He thought he would make endless excuses, such as the general's lifelong military, strong and loyal, and brave, and was helped by many righteous men. What's so strange? If Yang Botao said this, Tie Zheng would definitely rush over directly, even if he didn't do it, he would spit on his face. However, Yang Botao's actions were too abnormal at this moment. Tie Zheng was a little confused and didn't know what to do, so he sat down silently.

At this moment, the eyes of Yang Botao were not only Marshal Qiu and Tie Zheng, but everyone present focused their eyes on him. Facing the gaze of sharp swords from all directions, Yang Botao lowered his eyes, without saying anything, his face was dull, like a wooden sculpture.

Among the group of people following him, two were always standing left and right behind him, while the others were quietly dispersed and scattered into the crowd without any trace. They seemed to be walking casually, but in fact they formed a siege net.

Large circle.

Yang Botao sat there with his eyes closed, his face sinking like water, but his heart was shocked by a long-term recollection: "Why?"

That was his wife, full of doubts and confusion.

Why?

Yang Botao was also asking this question in his heart!

But there was only a bitter smile on his face, speechless and unintentional.

I came out today, just waiting for this result; if Feng Zun appears, it will be finalized. No matter how much I argue, it will be useless to list more and more perfect evidence.

If Feng Zun doesn't come out...

If not...

Yang Botao couldn't think of any reason why Feng Zun could not come out.

When the Nine Lords act, they never need to have so many taboos, they only need to do what they should do and should not do what they should do!

In the past, the Yutang wars experienced many risks, and countless battle situations were risky, but even if the war was so critical, as long as they could catch up, the Nine Masters must come to help. They never care about the so-called danger, only whether they should do it!

In fact, even if Feng Zun doesn't arrive, what can he change? His rebellious behavior has long been decided in the minds of the senior officials of Yu Tang. No matter whether Feng Zun appears in the end or not, separation from his wife this morning will be the eternal consequence of this life!

My wife will not wait for her to go back.

Thinking of this, Yang Botao felt a twitching pain in his heart.

Around the platform, there were fully armed soldiers, who protected the stability of the platform; further out, there were teams of solemn troops, forming the second line of defense; and then the ordinary people watching.

But there are a lot of people coming to watch today, with crowds of people, and they can’t see at a glance.

Everyone present was waiting.

In the palace, His Majesty the Emperor was waiting, the Grand Marshal's Mansion, the old Grand Marshal was waiting; in the sky, there were other existences waiting... Yang Botao and his escort masters were also waiting.

"According to the will of His Majesty the Emperor, accusing the Northern Army of Yutang, Yang Botao, of colluding with the enemy, of the nine emperors, of the accusation of Yang Botao of the Northern Army of Yutang, will hold a public trial here."

The voice of the cold sword chanting was like a sharp iron: "It is related to the fate of the country, and it is not worthy of the world. Do not let the heroes be hated..."

"Bring, Yang Botao!" Leng Dao shouted loudly.

Yang Botao slowly stood up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that he didn't know what it meant, and he stepped onto the stage.

On the high platform, Yang Botao was left alone.

There was nothing in front of him, and it was empty.

Everyone is waiting.

If the Fengzun will show evidence, then it should be this moment.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a game.

It is not targeting Yang Botao, but Feng Zun, or the surviving Nine Zuns!

If Feng Zun appears, then Yang Botao is the crime of death!

There is no room for turning around!
To be continued...