An hour later, the chief eunuch walked into the imperial study.
Standing before Wen Kang, he clasped his hands, bowed deeply, and said, "Your Majesty, news has just arrived from Heaven Prison."
When Wen Kang heard this, he glanced up from the morial he was reading and asked, "Is it ti?"
Knowing that he was asking about the execution ti, the chief eunuch hesitated for a few seconds.
Not receiving an answer, Wen Kang frowned slightly and looked at him. "Zhen is asking you a question."
Hearing this, the chief eunuch hurriedly knelt with a thud and bowed deeply. "Please forgive this servant, Your Majesty."
Waving his hand impatiently, Wen Kang ordered, "Speak if you have sothing to report."
Gritting his teeth, the chief eunuch finally said, "Your Majesty, we have just received news from Heaven Prison that Wen Qiaolun has died."
The mont his words fell, Wen Kang’s hand paused. After a brief mont of silence, he asked calmly, "What happened?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Wen Qiaolun had secretly kept a silver hairpin. She stabbed herself in the neck with it and died from blood loss."
After saying that, the chief eunuch took out a long wooden box and presented it with both hands.
"Bring it up," Wen Kang ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty," the chief eunuch responded. He then rose from the cold floor and walked up the steps.
Standing to the side, he placed the wooden box in front of Wen Kang, then took a few steps back and waited in silence.
Wen Kang looked at the wooden box in silence for a while, then opened it. When he saw the silver hairpin covered in dried blood, he clenched his hands so tightly that his fingers turned white.
Noticing the change in his mood, the chief eunuch lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.
After a long silence, Wen Kang suddenly laughed. "Very well... so the reason you betrayed was because of him."
Wen Kang laughed, but a drop of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His jaw tensed, then he suddenly grabbed the wooden box containing the silver hairpin and threw it to the floor.
Thud!
Crack!
As the wooden box shattered on impact, the silver hairpin fell out.
"Even after his death, you still wouldn’t give up. Qiaolun, your elder brother truly regrets not killing you together with the Feng Clan that day!"
Seething with anger, Wen Kang ordered, "Go to the execution field!"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the chief eunuch responded as he hurried after the furious Wen Kang and announced, "Go to the execution field!"
Leaving the imperial palace, Wen Kang rode in the imperial carriage toward the execution field, escorted by more than one hundred imperial soldiers, palace maidservants, and eunuchs.
By the ti he arrived, common people were already crowding around the execution platform. When they saw the imperial carriage, they quickly stepped aside, clearing the road for it to pass.
Noticing the incoming imperial carriage, the new Minister of Justice hurriedly got up from his seat and walked toward it. He waited until it stopped, then knelt on the ground and clasped his hands.
"This subject greets Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor for tens of thousands of years."
When the common people and soldiers stationed there heard this, they quickly knelt and said in unison, "Long live the Emperor for tens of thousands of years!"
Getting out of the imperial carriage, Wen Kang walked toward the main seat located above the execution platform.
After taking his seat, he calmly said, "Rise."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," the Minister of Justice replied. After he stood up, the common people and soldiers followed suit.
Walking up to the main seat, the Minister of Justice smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need for you to co in person. This place is filthy—it may stain your precious dragon body."
Wen Kang raised his hand, and the Minister of Justice imdiately fell silent.
Glancing at him, Wen Kang calmly said, "It is only right for Zhen to co and personally send off my nephew."
Hearing this, the Minister of Justice smiled and quickly flattered him further. "Your Majesty is truly benevolent and kind-hearted to still regard that tyrant as your nephew."
Standing to the side, the chief eunuch secretly rolled his eyes at the Minister of Justice’s shaless words.
’He really is an expert at licking His Majesty’s boots.’
After listening for a while, Wen Kang said, "Enough with the small talk. Bring him up."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the Minister of Justice responded. He then turned to the soldiers and ordered, "Bring the tyrant up!"
"Yes, Minister of Justice!"
While the soldiers went to bring Yu Fu, Wen Kang calmly took a few sips of tea. Smacking his lips, he comnted, "Good tea."
Beaming at the praise, the Minister of Justice explained, "This is the famous Nanjing tea from last year. If Your Majesty likes it, this subject will send so to the imperial palace."
Nodding, Wen Kang responded, "Mhm."
Happy to receive Wen Kang’s acknowledgent, the Minister of Justice’s smile nearly reached his ears.
anwhile, the soldiers dragged Yu Fu out of the wooden cage.
Bound by iron chains, Yu Fu walked forward. With every step he took, the chains around his ankles clanged loudly.
One of the soldiers escorting him thought he was walking too slowly and pushed him. "Hurry up! Don’t make His Majesty wait!"
Shoved by the soldier, Yu Fu lost his footing and fell heavily to the ground.
Thud!
"Ugh!" Lying on the ground, he clenched his jaw, enduring the pain.
Seeing that he was struggling to get up, another soldier stepped forward and pulled him up. "Keep walking."
Wiping the blood from his chin, Yu Fu dragged his injured body forward.
As he passed a ten-year-old boy, the boy glared at him. Clenching the stone, he hesitated for a second, then threw it at Yu Fu with all his strength.
Thud!
The stone hit Yu Fu’s forehead before falling to the ground.
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