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On July 14th, the Gao family's crime was finally convicted.

Except for the Taifu Gao, all male members were executed, and except for the Sima family, the mother and daughter, were released to their parents' homes, the rest were all detained.

In the past, prisoners were executed for a long time, but the Gao family was sentenced to death, and the sentence was set to be executed on July 15th.

After making a decision, the whole country was shocked.

On this day, tens of thousands of people went to watch the execution, and almost everyone in the capital went there.

The road to the court was blocked and the officials shouted again and again before giving way to the prison car.

"The Gao family is really wise, but unfortunately they are not safe in their later years," someone sighed, "If they support the new emperor, they would not end up like this."

"Who doesn't know that this is a false charge," someone sneered: "Some people are afraid that the Gao family tree has deep roots and is not easy to use."

"You are really brave and dare to say such rebellious words!" Someone warned: "Be careful to send you to the court."

"So what? Last month, the Huainan disciples jointly wrote a letter to ask for the Gao family. The imperial court killed me and I was not the only one who killed me!" The man was so tough.

"Don't cause trouble, now we are powerless to make a comeback. Let's fight the little people, and keep your mouth shut!" Someone is a peacemaker.

"Hmph! Those who steal the hook will be punished, while those who steal the country will be princes. But if the success is the king and prince will be defeated, there will be no justice!" There are many people who are angry.

"If you want to say that the Gao family is really pitiful, there is only one old man left in the whole family." Someone lamented the misfortune of the Gao family: "It's really a murderous person."

"The Gao family is really called a family of pride. When the female family heard that they were detained as slaves, they all committed suicide in prison." Some people admired it: "I would rather die than die than be depressed!"

Duke Wei’s Mansion.

Gao Su Gao Duan was standing in front of the door with a cane.

The clouds in the sky rolled like the sea of ​​ink overturned.

The old man walked up to cry and advised, "Old man, it's going to rain, go inside!"

The old man looked up at the sky, and his snow-white beard was blown by the wind to fly.

Seeing that the old family could not persuade him, they had to stand outside the house with him.

"Don't worry about me, go and take the money for the incense, candles and paper money you have prepared to go to the ancestor hall! It's noon, and it's time for Mingchen and the others to set off." Old Master Gao was heartbroken and couldn't stand.

The old family agreed crying and took the incense, candles and paper money to the ancestor hall.

Now there are only two people left in the house, including him and the old master, one master and one servant, and they are not allowed to find another place to live.

This huge mansion is so empty and lonely that it is scary.

The door of the Ancestral Hall was pushed open and the inside was cleaned very clean.

My hometown is still in his sixties, and I can’t clean the huge yard, so I can only choose a few important places to clean.

The spiritual positions of ancestors of all generations were placed on the altar in order, hundreds of thousands. In front of each spiritual position, a bright lamp was lit, which was bright and quiet, forming a sea of ​​lanterns.

A small spiritual celestial place is placed at the bottom, which was placed on it a few days ago, with Gao Zhao written on it.

It turned out that just before the Gao family was officially executed, Gao Zhao had already died of illness in prison. After the body was burned, it was buried in the wasteland outside the city. Old Master Gao didn't even see him for the last time.

The old man knelt down, put the paper money into a copper basin, and muttered something.

Old Master Gao walked outside the ancestral hall with a cane, and the cypress trees in the courtyard were whistling by the strong wind.

On the execution ground, the cold wind blew up the red silk tied to the hilt of the executioner's knife.

The Gao family knelt in one word, and the leader was the great master Gao Mingchen.

The torture of prison has made them pale and thin, and the scars on their bodies are the marks left every time they pass by.

Even so, none of the Gao family admitted to being guilty.

The Ministry of Justice had no choice but to close the case in a sloppy manner.

But even so, the ending did not change at all. The Gao family still wanted to be executed, even if it was a baby boy under the age of one year.

The wind blew the ground, and the grass and trees were filled with sadness.

The commander looked at the hour and gave an order.

The executioner raised the butcher's knife and the timid man covered his eyes.

Blood gushed out, and the head rolled into dust.

Because the Gao family has too many members and cannot be executed in one go, several batches have to be divided into.

Surprisingly, the execution ground is so quiet.

Every Gao family knelt straight, neither crying nor begging for mercy, nor shouting or shouting for justice.

Death is inevitable, so let's take death as if it's home.

One corpse fell down, and a pool of blood flowed out.

He carried it down and brought another batch, and the blood on the execution ground was soaring and scarlet.

Even the executioner who had been in charge of decades could not hold back and was almost about to kneel down when he fought.

At the end of the execution, lightning danced in the sky, thunder exploded, and the pouring rain fell, and a blood mist was smashed on the ground.

Someone yelled in the crowd: "The Gao family is injustice!"

The official army came to arrest people, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

Some push and tear each other, some to avoid the government army, and some to shelter from the rain.

As a result, countless people were trampled on each other and were accidentally injured.

In the Gao family's ancestors' hall, paper money burned to ashes.

A thunderbolt hit, and the cypress tree was hit and immediately burned.

Even if the rain is rising, the fire cannot stop.

Unfortunately, a century-old tree was destroyed by the heavenly disaster.

"Old man, let's go back!" said the old man, who helped Old Man Gao.

"Let me accompany them again." Old Master Gao murmured at the spiritual positions of his children and grandchildren, "You go down first!"

My hometown people couldn't bear to disturb him. Seeing that the rain was resting outside, the cypress trees were burning for only a section, so they thought of getting some lamp oil over.

As soon as he left the ancestral hall, he heard a knock on the door in front of him.

At first, my hometown thought I had heard badly, after all, no one would come to the Gao family at this time.

But after listening again, someone knocked on the door, he walked over and opened the door and saw that it was Sima Lantai and Mo Tong.

"Mr. Prince Consort..." The old man was stunned and forgot to pay his respects for a moment.

"I'll take a look at the Grand Tutor," Sima Lantai's body rained, but his expression was not embarrassed: "Please take me over."

The old man came to his senses and quickly agreed.

He was very grateful in his heart. Sima Lantai must have been worried about the old man's body, so he came in the rain.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights, the Chunchou River rose, and the low-lying streets were flooded.

When the sky clears, the whole city is filled with fishy smell.

Hundreds of people were trampled to death during the execution of the Gao family, and several officials resigned.

Old Master Gao was lying on the bed, and half asleep and half awake heard footsteps outside.

"Who is it?" Old Master Gao asked.

When my hometown goes out to buy groceries, there should be no one at home.

Old Master Gao struggled to get out of bed and walked out of the door with a cane.

There was no one outside, but there was a small flower pot on the steps.

"Who put this?" The old man walked forward suspiciously and lifted the flower pot.

There is a small tree planted there. Looking closely at the leaves, it should be a cypress seedling.

Old Master Gao reached into the flower pot and touched it. A small golden pendant was buried in the soil near the edge of the pot.

Old Master Gao's hands trembled violently. After wiped the golden pendant clean, he immediately knelt down and whispered: "I will not destroy my Gao family! Thank God!"

When my hometown came back from buying vegetables, I realized that the old man had passed away lying on the bed.
Chapter completed!