The rise of the late Song Dynasty reigns supreme

Chapter 175
Zhao Ji was forcibly taken down the mountain by Zhao Si, and he walked in a hurry, and he couldn't control so much, he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.After all, this is the sphere of influence of Manichaeism, and it will be in danger for a while, so it has to be treated with caution.

Zhao Jiren was taken away, but his heart was still concerned about Nangong Yuluo, with a frowning face.Seeing that his elder brother was worried, Zhao Si panted and said: "Brother Huang, don't think about it, things have developed like this, you can't be together, and she won't leave with you, just forget it!"

Zhao Ji sighed, "Thirteenth Brother, I'm sorry for you!"

He knew that Zhao Si was seriously injured in confronting Fang La for his own sake, and forced himself to leave Yunxin Temple. He was worried about the Manichaeans chasing soldiers along the way, so he didn't dare to take more rest, and looked exhausted. Zhao Ji saw it, I still can't let go of Nangong Yuluo.

Not to mention how high Fang La's martial arts are, they also know that even if he avoids the vital parts and forcibly restrains his own strength, it is not something the thin Nangong Yuluo can resist. Besides, he vomits blood and falls unconscious.

Zhao Ji glanced back at the steep mountain behind him, sighed lonely, and then helped Zhao Si to leave, leaving this place full of memories but heartbroken.

In the end, Zhao Ji still had some regrets in his heart, like a needle pricked his heart, but he turned around and left helplessly, because Zhao Si's injury was urgent and had to be dealt with immediately.

Zhao Ji and Nangong Yuluo met each other for a few short times, but fell in love with each other, as if they were destined in the dark, but unfortunately this relationship could not make it bloom and bear fruit, instead of blooming, it withered.

Since then, Zhao Ji and Zhao Si have never set foot here again, nor have they inquired about Fang La, nor have they revealed their base to the court, not even the local officers and soldiers.

However, Zhao Xi's return from a serious injury caused quite a stir in the capital, and also made him disqualified from competing for the heir to the throne. These were irrelevant to him, let alone cared about them.

Zhao Ji returned to Beijing to return to his mission, and told the Queen Mother that Fang La refused to call for security, and did not want to be bound by court rules, but only wanted to wander in the rivers and lakes, but did not reveal his identity, let alone that Zhao seemed to be injured by Fang La.

On the one hand, Zhao Ji felt ashamed of Fang La, and on the other hand, he was a sworn brother with him, thinking of the old relationship, he was unwilling to report the truth; on the other hand, Nangong Yuluo's life and death were unknown, and he hoped that Nangong Yuluo was safe and sound, and he didn't want to disturb him any more. Reluctant to tell the truth.

Then, the imperial court disputes also ended, and Zhao Ji was established as the ninth emperor of the Song Dynasty, that is, Huizong, in a stance of being tough to the queen mother.

"Brother Huang, after so many years, you still can't forget her?" Zhao Xi came quietly, saw Zhao Ji staring at the person in the painting in a daze, and couldn't help sighing: "He also said that she is gone, why bother to worry about her?" !"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji slowly rolled up the picture scroll in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Thirteenth brother, if you said that we two had never been there, I would not have met her, let alone let her die!"

Zhao seemed to know that after so many years, his elder brother still couldn't let it go, he shook his head helplessly, and stopped talking, some things really couldn't be explained clearly.

"In a few hours, he will be executed by Ling Chi!..." Zhao Ji muttered to himself.

Zhao Sidao: "Yes, the grievances between us and him should be resolved! What surprised me was his ambition, why it swelled so much, and wanted to subvert the imperial court. If it weren't for the old nine leader Soldiers fighting, I am afraid that he will really be able to take advantage of his reason!"

"Brother Huang, Fang La will be executed tomorrow. Do you want to send more soldiers there? His status is special, I'm afraid those who are unwilling to take the opportunity to come here!"

"No need!" Song Huizong Zhao Ji shook his head and said, "We are all old, and there are some things that we don't need to fight about. With his resourcefulness, it is impossible for all the Manichaeists to participate, and some forces are bound to be left behind. They can't shake Da Song Jiangshan, so let them go! We have a thorough understanding of our grievances with him!"

At the same time, after Fang La finished drinking, she was in a daze. She didn't know what to think, and heard footsteps again, and whispered: "As expected of a father and son, the father is gone, and the son is here..."

"The king of the county came to see me, a person who committed trouble, isn't he afraid that others will know?"

Fang La didn't turn around, and judged that it was Zhao Gou just by the sound of footsteps. He was slightly surprised, but then he was relieved. He knew that Fang La's martial arts were strong, even if his internal energy was sealed and he was not allowed to use force, he still possessed some things.

After Zhao Gou drank with everyone, he came to the prison alone, wanting to meet him, because he had some doubts and needed his answers.

"I have something, I want to ask the leader, can I agree?"

Zhao Gou explained his intention straight to the point, which was beyond Fang La's expectation.Fang La knew that Zhao Gou couldn't come here for no reason. He must have something to ask, but he didn't expect to be so direct, so he called him the leader, thinking: "He knows that I am the leader of the Manichaeism?"

After thinking about it, he is not surprised, it must be Zhao Ji and Zhao Si who said it.In fact, Zhao Gou knew his identity from later generations, not from his father, and he came here today for this purpose.

"Master, with your ability, you definitely won't let the entire congregation participate in it, and you must have someone behind you!" Zhao Gou said, Fang La's eyes changed again and again, and the topic changed: "It doesn't matter to me. It's important, and there is no need to worry about their actions, what I came to ask today is, what is the relationship between you and my father?"

"You want to know why you didn't ask Zhao Ji yourself?" Fang Lafu said with a smile.

Zhao Gou was silent. If he really asked, then he would really be ignorant.Although there is no evidence, Zhao Gou still has some doubts, guessing that Fang La has something to do with his father.

Since Fang La kept his mouth shut and refused to reveal anything, Zhao Gou had no choice but to leave angrily.Fang La didn't turn around until Zhao Gou turned to leave, looking at his back thoughtfully.

"Zhao Ji gave birth to an amazing son!" Fang La's eyes were filled with admiration, and he thought of Zhao Gou's question again, wondering, "How did he know about my relationship with them?"

Fang La frowned and remained silent. He couldn't see through Zhao Gou, and he intuitively told him that Zhao Gou in front of him was mature and stable for his age, and his martial arts were more unpredictable than himself. Thinking of his future achievements, his face showed dignified color.

Even though he was puzzled, Fang La had no time to think about other things, because the time for his execution was getting closer and closer.

Fang La was escorted to the execution ground at noon, and the iron shackles on his hands and feet made heavy noises. He thought about it all night and still couldn't figure it out. The guards on both sides took him away expressionlessly, and went directly to the Meridian Gate.

Fang La stood proudly, preferring to die on his knees to be tortured. Zhao Gou thought he was a hero, so he granted his wish and let him stand to be tortured.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the executioner took out the sharp blade, sprayed a mouthful of strong wine, and then began to execute.Ling Chi's execution is a severe form of torture, literally hacking into pieces.

The executioner looked indifferent, he must be a skilled veteran, if it is a novice, it will be the real pain.The executioner came to Fang La, cut off a piece of meat on the front big muscle with a knife, dripping with blood, and then threw it into the sky, then cut off the skin of the prisoner's head, drooped down to cover his eyes, and blocked Fang La's cold gaze, Then cut with a knife.

As the beheading officer this time, Zhao Gou saw such punishment for the first time, and frowned. The people had already scattered away, scared out of their wits by the sight in front of them, and some children were scared to cry.

Even though the flesh on Fang La's body was cut off one by one, he didn't cry out in pain, nor begged for mercy.When the executioner executes the sentence again, he cannot let the prisoner die, which is definitely a superb technique.

The execution process lasted for a full three hours. Fang La was already dead after receiving 450 eight knives.

(End of this chapter)