Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife ( Yang Shi Liu) 515

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The Imperial Family of Qian Zhou Appears

On the afternoon of the 29th of the end of the year, snow filled the air of Song Zhou. The clouds were dark and were very low. It was as though they were pressing down the people’s heads. Everyone could feel a bit of the oppression.

Three inns had been filled with officials from Da Shun, but after that large fire, at least three-tenths had run away. As for the remaining people, they were all ordered out of the inn by the bearded man. They were all brought out of the inn and gathered in the central plaza of Song Zhou.

Feng Yu Heng and Ban Zou were already mingling with the crowd. Feng Yu Heng even put on a maidservant’s disguise, and she was not too far away from magistrate Lu. There were a large number of people tied up in the middle of this plaza. One portion was tied to totems, and another portion was kneeling in the snow. There were men, women and children.

Someone recognized the people tied there, blurting out: “Isn’t that lord Sun from Dan Zhou? And his daughter!”

At the same time, more and more people were recognized. They finally understood that the people tied up in the middle of the plaza were all people that had tried to run after the fire at the palace. Unfortunately, in just a short span of time, they were all caught.

The people began to discuss, guessing at how these people would be taken care of. At this time, they saw the bearded man wave his hand and loudly say: “Everyone, quiet!” When it finally quieted down, he finally pointed at the people in the middle of the plaza and said: “Since you have already committed yourselves to leader Duan Mu, yet you made use of the fire at the palace to try and escape. Through this, it can be seen that you cannot work with the great leader to handle the trials and tribulations. What use are people like this? Today, this general has received an order from the great leader. Propagate the might of the northern provinces and behead all of the deserters!”

Whoosh!

An uproar broke out from the crowd once more.

“There are so many people. He said that they will be beheaded?”

“Impossible. At most, one or two will be killed to keep up appearances. Three will be killed at most. Look, there are at least 50 people that tried to escape. How could they all be killed?”

“That’s right! I heard that there were at least 60 officials that came North to celebrate Duan Mu An Guo’s birthday. Adding in their families, that is at least 200 people!”

“Guys, say, if these people really are killed, what sort of outcome will we suffer?”

This sort of discussion was omnipresent. The bearded man heard it very clearly; however, he did not care. He just continued in a loud voice: “If this general said behead, that means behead. Not a single one will be left alive! Lord Duan Mu said that the people that had come to seek help from him, the North definitely will not mistreat you. But if you are lacking in resolution and want to run away some panic, do not blame the North for lacking in mercy!”

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the executioners that had already arrived in the plaza long ago. The fiends carrying swords immediately started walking toward the middle of the plaza in large strides.

All of the observing officials inhaled sharply. The cold light radiating off of the blades held by the executioners told them that this was all real.

The madams and young misses had already closed their eyes. Some of the more frightened ones were paralyzed on the ground, while a man muttered: “This is practically just a slaughtering ground.”

These words had given voice to what everyone was thinking, including Feng Yu Heng.

She and Ban Zou were standing in the crowd. In this crowd, there were officials and normal civilians, but they did not pay attention to the two. Ban Zou lowered his head and quietly said to Feng Yu Heng: “Duan Mu An Guo is doing this for real. Do we save them?”