The words Zhao Lingfei just recited, reminiscing casually with Zhang Huizhi, may seem like idle chatter, but they expressed a plain and powerful aning.
She and young Qian’er were not like Zhao Rong, scholars with inexplicable steadfastness and principles.
Those sayings like "disaster does not affect family," "equality for all on the mountain," and "the freedom of the strong is bounded by the weak"...
At this mont, to the two won, they are all nonsense, at least in their eyes, the so-called strong not bullying the weak does not an being maliciously hard by others, losing the loved ones without finding their remains, and still having to restrain their murderous intent with kind words and inquiries.
They are "small" won.
Truly small won.
Those noble morals ntioned above might indeed exist, however, they are only towards family and kin, or so other worthy matters, but definitely not for such a disgraceful traitor like Zhang Huizhi...
At this mont, Zhao Lingfei stood on the high platform, her gaze calm, waiting.
The thunderbolt in young Qian’er’s hand was already covered with purple-black lightning.
The young girl turned her head to look at the man holding the sword.
The man who had remained motionless nodded in understanding, and in the next second, his figure vanished, only to reappear in the sa place less than a breath later.
However, this ti he brought a taciturn young man and a simple woman, the mother and son whom he had been detaining in a carriage sowhere below the mountain.
The family reunited.
Yet, seeing his wife and child beside him, Zhang Huizhi’s face showed despair and a look akin to death.
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er advanced in harmony, coldly approaching them.
Zhao Lingfei grabbed a mass of Purple Energy from her sleeve, while Zhao Qian’er drew the Thunder Sword.
A public execution under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
On the steps leading to the high platform, Mu Jin couldn’t help but glance sideways at the Empress beside him, his gaze suggesting sothing, but Dugu Chanyi remained unseeing, not looking at him, nor having the slightest intention of intervening.
Mu Jin lowered his eyes, sighing inwardly, realizing indeed, this was no longer sothing they could ddle with.
A Second Grade Martial Artist, and two extraordinary individuals, with deep backgrounds and dress seemingly of Taiching Prefecture’s gifted, intending to kill a Confucian Scholar and Imperial Censor from the dynasty below the mountain, was more than enough, and even a single word might have the Imperial Family of Great Li happily doing the deed.
Even though this scholar was from Siqi Academy, he had long departed the academy, thus his life was left to fate, and Siqi could hardly intervene any longer, moreover, Siqi was far in the Southern Continent, beyond reach, might not even be aware of this extrajudicial execution and even if they knew, these killers seed to have legitimate reasons, likely they would not get involved.
Just as Dugu Chanyi, Li Mingyi and others stood by idly and Mu Jin and others sighed lightly.
"Cease your actions."
From below the high platform, in the group of civil and military officials forced off stage, a loud voice rang out.
An old Imperial Censor adjusted his attire, stepping forward amid countless gazes, erging from the farthest back of the officials’ group.
"According to the Great Li Laws, within Li Territory, on royal land, only traitors may be privately executed, all other cris must be publicly trialed, private execution is forbidden."
This was an old censor who had been frank and candid in Li Court for years, having sternly advised the forr Emperor of Great Li, who rely laughed it off, and even after reprimanding the censor, praised him with a glance around.
Yet, over the years, the old censor had never been promoted, whether in the old Li Court under the forr Emperor, or in the current court presided over by the Regent Empress Dowager and Regent King, even Zhang Huizhi’s later-coming position surpassed his.
The elder, wearing a chirical embroidered imperial censor’s robe, with hands behind his back, looked up at the halted Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er on the platform, speaking calmly, "Two Fairies, as esteed mbers of the Immortal family lineage, guests from afar are indeed present, but should guests abuse their hosts, is this what noble families teach?"
The entire scene fell silent for a while.
Zhang Huizhi raised his head, staring woodenly at the not-so-familiar elder censor.
Both Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er paused, not turning back to look at the elder censor.
Young Qian’er turned to look at the side profile of her mistress, seeing no expression, thus she too did not react.
However, before the two won could respond, Dugu Chanyi and Li Mingyi already frowned with displeasure, with the latter glaring at the old censor and then signaling to an Imperial Army leader.
Four Imperial Guards advanced, dragging the elder away.
"Beneath us is Great Li’s land, matters concerning Li Court’s dignity, how can you indulge these Mountain folks in disorder..." The old censor struggled, yet to no avail.
He was seized by the soldiers, forced down below, snorting indignantly, turning around to call out: "Little Emperor... Empress Dowager... do not indulge these Mountain folks disrespectfully, if Zhang Huizhi is truly guilty, at the very least... at least it must go through trial before execution... otherwise today it’s Zhang Huizhi, tomorrow it could be the Little Emperor and Empress Dowager!"
The elder’s voice was heart-rending, echoing up and down the platform, no one dared answer.
Li Mingyi sternly reprimanded, "How dare you!"
He then berated the old censor as a Wise King would, and among the Great Li dignitaries below the stage, nearly half of them, not wanting to burn themselves for Zhang Huizhi, chid in supporting Li Mingyi.
At the sa ti, their peripheral gazes constantly monitored the platform, especially the man in the entirely green attire holding the sword.
However, letting Li Mingyi and others breathe a sigh of relief was that the people on the stage did not seem angry.
Li Bai raised an eyebrow, finding amusent in watching the old censor below.
Both Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er remained silent.
Li Mingyi and others then looked towards Dugu Chanyi standing silently on the steps, hoping she would also speak up to clear the relations, after all, among those present, her status was the highest.
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