Chapter 242 Wind! The Wind Is Coming!

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

"I can answer my husband's question now. Qin'er will not come back; he didn't go to his grandfather's house, but... he joined a sect and became a disciple of a sect. This was my arrangement. At that time, I I was afraid that you would disagree, so I didn’t reveal the truth, I only hope that one day, Qin’er will come back and explain to you when she is successful in her cultivation. Now it seems... everything is wrong, leaving a little blood for your Yang family.”

"This can be regarded as something I have done for your family as the daughter-in-law of your Yang family."

"call……"

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

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

Yang Botao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words again, and said, "Madam, you don't need to know about this section. Just treat it as me... Yang Botao was suddenly blinded by lard, The ghost must have lost his mind."

His eyes were full of pain, and he said: "My whole life, Yang Botao, being sorry to the nine respects is the first one; I am sorry to you, madam, it is the second one!"

He stood up, fixed his eyes on Madam, then suddenly knelt down and said, "Madam, I'm sorry!"

The tears that Mrs. Yang forcibly held back finally flowed out.

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

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

Yang Botao knew that he had no way of turning back, and he had no way of turning back a long time ago!

Mrs. Yang's tears fell down, and for a long time, she said: "Forget it, don't say it if you don't say it; if you say it, you are dead, if you don't say it, you are dead. There is nothing wrong with being a fool. People, why bother to mess up everything?" clear!"

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

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

...

The night was dark, the wind was howling in the sky, and the wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

The cold wind whistled and passed through the air, making a sharp sound suddenly; it was like all ghosts coming out, and the scalp exploded involuntarily.

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

At dawn, it's time for the truth to come out.

Tie Zheng was an exception. He went to bed early, snoring loudly, and slept very sweetly, like a dead pig;

"Why so early?"

"There is a big event today! Keep your spirits up, get up early and get ready!"

Tie Zheng was shirtless, and just jumped up suddenly. The cold wind blew on his bare chest and face, and he was shocked immediately. The remaining drowsiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tie Zheng washed his face with cold well water again, quickly put on his robes, wiped his face carelessly, and said, "Ma'am, I'm going to work."

Without waiting for Madam's answer, he took big steps and walked outside.

Her wife was wearing a robe, leaning against the door; she vaguely felt that something was wrong with Tiezheng today, but he was just going up as usual... As for such a majestic decisive battle look?

Well, by the way, Shangchao!

However, Tie Zheng had a sword on his waist and a breastplate on his chest; he was wearing armor, and the soldiers behind him were helping him hold the Daguan knife... How could this be going to court?

It's clearly a posture of going to fight!

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help covering his mouth in shock, and was about to chase him out to ask, but found that Tie Zheng's figure had disappeared around the corner.

gone.

...

The Tiantang Square at this meeting is already crowded with people.

A towering flag stands in the center, this big chess is about 20 feet high, and the blood-red flag is soaring in the air.

Below the flag, there is a high platform.

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

It's just this public trial...

All high-level officials knew that this so-called public trial was just a cover.

Whether it is the Yutang high-level side or the Four Seasons Building side, they are all waiting for someone to show up.

Whether the crime is convincing or not depends not on the evidence, but on whether the person shows up or not!

If Feng Zun shows up, then Yang Botao is guilty, heinous, unforgivable!

If Feng Zun did not show up, then Yang Botao is innocent, all crimes are gone, and he is safe and sound!

It has nothing to do with the evidence of other people, and it doesn't count!

There are three poles in the sun, and the sun shines on the earth.

The five presiding judges have all arrived at this moment; Yang Botao, who is directly involved, has also arrived here awaiting trial.

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

It's just that all of them are obviously wearing military uniforms, but the aura on their bodies makes Qiu Jianhan and other big bosses still have to take a second look.

This group of people is completely different from the military. Everyone can see the domineering momentum, and they all know that this group of people is by no means simple and extraordinary.

Old Marshal Qiu snorted, and said: "Shuai Yang, there are quite a few masters in your personal army! There are so many capable people, even the old man doesn't know whether to say he is envious or jealous after seeing him!"

Yang Botao's face was pale, and he seemed to be out of his mind. He just hummed for Old Marshal Qiu's words, but he didn't seem to understand what he said clearly, and he didn't say any words to explain and refute.

The back that had been upright and straight before was visibly bent down.

Tie Zheng has been paying attention to Yang Botao's every move, every word and deed since the moment he arrived, and his heart suddenly moved; it was obvious that he just disappeared overnight; this Yang Botao seemed to have aged twenty years all of a sudden, what happened to it? ? !

Tie Zheng heard Qiu Lao's words of praise and derogation just now, and he paid more attention to Yang Botao's actions. He thought he would make endless excuses, such as the commander-in-chief who has been a soldier all his life, with iron bones, loyalty and courage, It's so strange to get help from many righteous men. If Yang Botao said so, Tie Zheng would definitely rush over, even if he didn't do anything, he would have to spit at him. Some didn't know what to do, so they just sat down silently.

At this time, the attention paid to Yang Botao was not limited to Old Marshal Qiu and Tie Zheng, but everyone present focused on him. Facing the sharp sword-like gazes from all directions, Yang Botao lowered his eyes and said nothing. He didn't move, his face was dull, like a wood carving and clay sculpture.

Among the group of people who followed him, there were two people standing behind him all the time, while the others dispersed quietly, dispersing into the crowd without a trace. They seemed to be walking randomly, but in fact they were faint An encirclement net was formed.

big circle.

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

It was his wife, who was full of doubts and incomprehensible questions.

Why?

Yang Botao was also asking this question in his heart!

But now there is only a wry smile on his face, speechless and inattentive.

When I came out today, I was just waiting for this result; if Venerable Feng appeared, I would make a final conclusion on this. No matter how much I refuted it, it would be useless to list out 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 couldn't come out.

The Nine Masters have never had to have so many taboos when acting, only what should be done and what should not be done!

In the past, there were many dangers in Yutang wars, and countless battles were in dire straits, but no matter how critical the battle was, as long as they could catch up, the members of the Nine Supremes would definitely rush to help. They never cared about the so-called danger, only what they should do!

In fact, even if Feng Zun doesn't come, what can be changed? My collusion with the enemy and rebellion has already been finalized in the hearts of Yutang's senior management.

The wife will not wait for her to go back.

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

Around the high platform, there are heavily armed soldiers, who protect the stability of the high platform; further outside, there are groups of troops standing upright, forming the second line of defense; and then there are ordinary people watching.

It's just that there are so many people who come to watch today, the crowd is so crowded that you can't see the end at a glance.

Everyone present is waiting.

In the imperial palace, His Majesty the Emperor is waiting, the Taiwei Mansion, the old Taiwei is waiting; in the sky, there are other existences also waiting...Yang Botao and his expert guards are also waiting.

"According to the order of His Majesty the Emperor, a public trial will be held here regarding Feng Zun, one of the nine Zun, accusing Yutang Northern Army Marshal Yang Botao of collaborating with the enemy to frame him."

The voice of the cold knife chant is like the clang of gold and iron: "It is a matter of the destiny of the country, and the world must witness it. Don't be vain, don't let it go, and don't let the heroic spirit Jiuquan hold hatred..."

"Take it, Yang Botao!" Leng Daoyin shouted loudly.

Yang Botao stood up slowly, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode onto the stage.

On the high platform, only Yang Botao stood alone.

There was nothing in front of him, it was an empty space.

All are waiting.

If Feng Zun will appear to testify, then it should be at this moment.

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

The target was not Yang Botao, but Feng Zun, or one of the nine surviving ones!

Feng Zun appears, then Yang Botao must die!

There is absolutely no room for change!

But Feng Zun will suffer a great crisis, except for Yu Tang, the whole world regards the man among the Nine Zun as the source of disaster, and is eager to get rid of it quickly!

But if Feng Zun does not appear, then the public trial against Yang Botao will turn around, and there will be countless evidences to prove that he was wronged; If the accusation is reversed, Yang Botao's reputation and power in Yutang will rise to a higher level from then on. No matter what the top management thinks, they can't do anything about it in the short term!

All eyes were on everyone, they were all waiting quietly, waiting for Feng Zun to make a choice in this dilemma.

Is it to come forward to expose the mask of the traitor and face the unpredictable crisis? !

It's better to preserve the useful body and save it for future reappearance! ?

Time passed bit by bit, but Feng Zun did not appear.

Gradually, faint whispers sounded from the audience.

Tie Zheng was dressed in military attire, with his left hand on the hilt of his sword, and his right hand leaning on his Daguan Dao, staring at the high platform covetously.

However, there has been no news about the other side, and Tie Zheng's heart is also beating drums all the time...

He firmly believes what Feng Zun said, that Yang Botao must be a traitor, he must be the one who betrayed the Nine Venerables, but he alone can't believe it. The current public trial must have enough credibility, which can only be determined by Feng Zun's appearance. It's all floating clouds!

On the high platform, the old marshal Qiu Jianhan looked far into the distance with a relaxed expression.

Are you coming, or not?

a while...

Hoo hoo...

Someone shouted in surprise: "The wind is coming! The wind is strong!"

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It's kind of out of context here...I confess...I confess again...cough