A 'noble' corpse was lifted high, the rope around the neck turning the corpse's face crimson and urine dripping down its straight legs......

The eyes of the people present widened, the commoners were dumbfounded, and the nobles were dumbfounded, and their hearts were pounding and pounding.

It was as if an invisible hand had pinched their necks and left them breathless.

After hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, another 'noble' corpse was born in this execution ground, and the commoners and nobles stood together again, watching the fair and open execution process.

But not a single one has the slightest joy in their hearts, their hearts are filled with fear and fear, and they can't hold anything!

"Woo! Woo!"

Another noble man was brought to the gallows, and his eyes were filled with tears, but his mouth was gagged with strips of cloth, and his tongue kept pushing against the strips of cloth tied to his mouth, but he could not utter a word of grace except to make a wail.

The nobleman's legs trembled, but he was pushed and dragged forward by two hard-hearted soldiers behind him, and finally came to the gallows.

The tip of his nose smelled the stench of excrement left under the gallows by the previous 'noble man', and the nobleman fell to his knees, and the two soldiers standing behind him did not even have time to stop him, he frantically knocked his head in the direction of Caesar XIII.

His head hit the pile of filth, but he didn't care.

He wants to live! He wants to live! He has to live!

"Woo!woo!woo!!"

Someone could not help but turn their heads sideways, but Caesar XIII's eyes were fixed on the gallows.

That is the punishment of the wrongdoers!

As a nobleman, when he was a nobleman, he was in his own territory, robbed other people's property, and did not hesitate to take people's lives for it, did he ever imagine that he would face such a punishment when he committed acts that were no different from robbery?

Under the high platform where the gallows was placed, only a few ragged men saw the nobleman being pushed up, and their eyes burst with hope and anticipation.

When he saw him kneeling and kowtowing to Caesar XIII and begging for mercy, his worried eyes couldn't help but bet backwards.

When he saw that their emperor was indifferent and his mouth was closed, he could no longer hold back his laughter, grinned the corners of his mouth, and laughed silently.

When the nobleman had been pulled up by two soldiers and strangled by the neck, they opened their mouths and shouted in hoarse voices: "Hang him, hang him, hang him!!"

The sudden burst of applause frightened many people, even the two soldiers who operated the gallows.

They looked down slightly, and easily found the few guys standing in the crowd waving their arms and shouting, they were all ragged, some were unkempt, and some couldn't even say a word, just opened their mouths and shouted "ahhhh

Those people were already in tears, hot tears sliding down their dark faces, choking and screaming.

The two soldiers glanced at each other, and the two of them pulled the rope in their hands hard, and the nobleman's body rose into the air, his feet kicked and kicked in the air, and his body swayed wildly in the air.

They tied the rope to the side and made sure that the rope did not loosen due to the struggles of the torturers, and then walked down the high platform.

As they tied the ropes, they heard loud cheers from the audience, just as they had just done when the nobleman had been hanged - everyone was shocked, but a few were cheering.

The execution lasted from morning to evening, and all the nobles who should be punished have not yet been punished, but it is getting late, and it is time for today's punishment to end.

From shock to fear, from fear to numbness, this is the psychological process of all the nobles who watch the punishment today.

Great fear still took hold of them, but they were no longer shocked by the fact that a nobleman had been pushed to the gallows...... Not anymore.

Before the executioners announced the end of the day's execution, all the commoners cheered, and every nobleman who was pushed to the gallows deserved their cheers, and no longer just their enemies......

Listening to those cheers, the nobles only felt cold, it was clearly a scorching summer day, but they felt that another cold came from their bones throughout their bodies.

The cold froze them in place, not daring to scold the cheering mud-legged people around them, the daring pariahs.

For they all knew, Caesar XIII, that their emperor was watching them as much as he was watching the tortured.

If it weren't for the right choice, they would probably be on the gallows by now, rather than standing here.

It was the only thing they were thankful for, that they made what was probably the right choice of their lives.

Even if they might lose some power because of it, it's better than losing their lives!

The nobles who stood on the gallows were deprived of their titles and the right to continue to live by the emperor and the great nobles on the grounds that they had not only failed to fulfill their obligations, but also wantonly plundered the property of the people under their rule.

The newly renovated Imperial Code stele stands silently aside, watching the execution from morning to night, as if it were nearly a thousand years ago, watching the events turn around.

Feeling tired, Caesar XIII closed his eyes, the remnant sun was like blood, the bloody sun shone on his face, and the shadows slowly climbed up his body, making him a little more hideous and terrifying.

However, it was this emperor who administered justice for them, and deliberately brought them here from a distant land with a "rumbling" steel monster, and hanged the nobles who had bullied them in front of them.

Bang!

A commoner knelt down first, facing the emperor, tears no longer holding back his eyes.

He slammed his head on the ground and cried again.

However, this is just the beginning –

Caesar XIII opened his eyes when he heard the commotion, only to see the civilians fall to their knees one by one, as if they had slammed their heads on the ground, and showed him that they had only means of gratitude.

The emperor watched this scene, his pupils shrunk, his mouth shook, and finally the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

His hands clutched the handrails, but he didn't show much emotion on the surface.

I feel a lot of emotion in my heart, but I can't show any emotion on the surface.

As an emperor, he had to do this...... A must!

"Get up!" said Caesar XIII lightly.

Although the civilians stopped kowtowing, they still couldn't kneel.

Their heads hung low, their foreheads cracked, and blood gushed out, as hot tears rolled down their faces.

Seeing their miserable condition, the emperor sighed and whispered to the people behind him, "Let people go and help them heal." ”

Then, he left the execution ground with extremely mixed emotions.

He knew that if he didn't leave, the civilians would always kneel there—they had already made him their 'god'!

"It's not a good thing...... "Sitting in the carriage, Caesar XIII whispered to himself with his eyes closed.

He could not afford to be complacent, for the transformation of the empire was far from over.

And the gratitude of those civilians would make him feel these emotions, so he couldn't pay attention to them!

Sitting in the carriage, the carriage slowly drove towards the Palace of Eternal Day.

The emperor in the carriage couldn't help but sigh in the end......

For themselves, for the empire, and for the people...... (https:)

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