Hanjing, the south gate of the outer city.

On the south gate, an iron cage was hung, and a charred head was hung in the iron cage. The head was fried and could be kept for many days without rotting.

Under the cage, a team of officers stood, and their task was to guard the cage and the heads inside.

"Those who pass by have a look, this is the fate of rebellion. Look at this head, this is Zhang Lin, the son of the traitor Zhang Chao."

A soldier loudly declared to the passing pedestrians.

Anyone who passes the South Gate can't help but look up.

There was a charred but small head in the cage, which was so explosive that it was hard to tell the difference.

"It's so pitiful."

"I heard that I'm only eight years old."

"I didn't expect that the eight-year-old would not let go."

Some people whispered.

Zhang Chao's son, who is only eight years old, is really amazing to be punished. After all, he is so young, even if Zhang Chao is treacherous, his son is only eight years old. Even if he is killed, he should not blow up the head here again.

A carriage stopped in front of the city gate, and a man got out of the carriage, holding a roll of mat.

The mattress caught most of his face.

There was another person behind him, carrying a long bamboo pole.

The two stopped in front of the door.

"Who?"

The person holding the mat put down the mat and ignored the soldiers. Instead, he took a long pole from the person behind him and walked down to the city gate to pick the cage.

The soldiers on the side surrounded them all at once.

Spears pointed at him one by one.

The man stopped and glanced coldly over.

"The bold madman, you actually dare to come and rob the head of the thief. I think you are also a rebel!" The officer shouted loudly.

"You are so brave. This is Wei Xiangguo, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and you still don't retreat." A voice suddenly rang out.

The group of soldiers were stunned and watched their commander come quickly.

The school came to Wei Zheng and saluted.

"Please ask Wei Xiangshu to know Mount Tai under his men, and they can't recognize Mount Tai, and they will collide with Wei's prime minister."

Wei Zheng's face was cold and cold, and he said, "I came to take the head of Zhang Shisanlang, the son of Zhang Wenyuan, and buried him. But what? This is just an eight-year-old child, but he was beheaded and was displayed in public with such a violent corpse. This is a shame to the great Tang Empire. Could it be that my Tang Empire has reached this point?"

The little school looked at Wei Zheng with some embarrassment.

"Wei Prime Minister, these things cannot be determined by humble duties. Huoshi is just a small eighth-rank military officer. Huoshi is just a commander of his superiors."

"I know, I don't make things difficult for you. If something happens, I will be responsible for it. You retreat now and don't block my way."

"Wei Xiang."

"Get out!"

The power of the prime minister is still very intimidating to a small eighth-rank military officer. The school had no choice but to take his people to retreat and stand aside.

Wei Zheng took a long pole to pick the iron cage, but he stabbed it for a while but couldn't get it down.

At the city gate, there were more and more people. Everyone watched the thin Wei Zheng standing there, struggling with a long noon, trying to remove the cage again and again.

Everyone was even secretly cheering for Wei Zheng, hoping to remove the cage as soon as possible.

a long time.

Finally, Wei Zheng took off the cage.

"Key!" Wei Zheng turned his head to the small school road watching.

The school hesitated for a while, and finally took out the key and opened the iron cage under everyone's attention.

Wei Zheng stretched out his hand and took out the fried burnt paste, even stinking fear head. He took a piece of white cloth and put it on the mat.

Wei Zheng's entourage turned around and carried out a white cloth bag from the carriage.

It was Li Lin's headless corpse, which was snatched back from another place by Wei Zheng.

Now the corpse has finally closed.

The entourage took out a needle, and in full view of everyone, he threaded the needle and attracted money to sew the body.

The scene was silent.

The monk passed by, folded his hands together, silently chanting scriptures for the poor undead.

"Let's go and send him to bury!" Wei Zheng said tiredly.

The follower rolled the sewn body on a mat, carried it into a small willow coffin prepared, and then led the horse to the outskirts. Wei Zheng carried his hands on his back, looking lonely.

He came to collect the body today, not because he and Zhang Chao were in-laws.

It's just because he is a literati.

A talented literati.

He neither agreed with Zhang Chao's rebellion, but he could not agree with the emperor's behavior towards Zhang Chao's son. Not only did he kill an eight-year-old child, he also had to insult him like this.

Doing so will not reflect the greatness of the empire at all, nor will it reflect the majesty of the emperor. Only the cowardly side of the emperor is a manifestation of the weakness of the empire.

This is the decay of morality and the distortion of human nature.

The emperor has once again broken through the lower limit.

The carriage is tied.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the bleak back and left.

Just when everyone was extremely moved.

Suddenly a large group of cavalry appeared.

It is the cavalry of the Shence Army.

Hundreds of elite cavalry, fully armed, wearing plate armor, holding fine steel spears, surrounded Wei Zheng, who was dressed in white cloth.

Wei Zheng looked down upon his hands with his hands behind his back.

An imperial guard officer stepped forward.

"Prince Wei, Your Majesty asked you to leave Li Lin's body."

Wei Zheng held his head high.

"Today, I want to let this poor child be buried. Today, it is the first seventh of this child. His Majesty killed him and his head hung up, which is enough."

"Prince Wei, don't be angry for a moment, you'll be wrong!"

Wei Zheng snorted coldly.

"Before I came, I had already written my resignation. When I came out, I never thought of becoming a prime minister or even becoming an official again."

"Wei Zheng, hand over Li Lin's body."

"Don't think that if you want to take away the body of this poor child, you will step over my body."

Wei Zheng is very thin, with a thin body, a thin face, and a gray beard.

Such a thin old man remained motionless in front of hundreds of elite imperial guards.

The general was unable to give orders for a long time.

In the end, I had to ask someone to report to my superiors.

Imperial study room.

Li Shimin was angry that Li Tai and the other two were intercepted, and was planning to send troops to retake Lanzhou and the three princes. As a result, Wei Zheng was causing trouble.

"What exactly do Wei Zheng want to do?"

Li Shimin slapped the table with a palm.

"Wang Cheng'en, you go there and let Wei Zheng go home. If he dares to resist the order, arrest him and throw him into Dali Temple."

"Your Majesty, think twice." Wang Chengen advised.

Li Lin was caught by six doors. When he caught Li Lin, Wang Chengen breathed a sigh of relief. If there was no progress, he would have to commit suicide and apologize.

But when he captured Li Lin, he never thought that the emperor would deal with Li Lin like that.

In front of countless people in Hanjing, an eight-year-old child was beheaded and then the body was trampled.

It is indeed a bit cruel and is not suitable for a wise ruler.

But there are some emperors now that no one can persuade them to move.

If the Queen was still there, she would definitely convince the emperor not to do those stupid things.
To be continued...