Qiao Lian'er smiled faintly: "Not bad, Second Young Master is very thoughtful."
"This time they caused such a big commotion, so we should make sure they bleed. Not only was Pang Da executed, but the First Prince was also flogged thirty times and is still bedridden."
Pei Shijiu crossed his arms, exuding a languid air as if a great storm had passed.
Qiao Lian'er said, "I have always believed in the way of Heaven. Heaven will stand on the side of justice. I will not offend others unless they offend me. If they offend me, they will pay the price."
It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly down, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
"Execute him." The executioner issued the warrant.
The death row inmates' backs were removed, and the executioners raised their executioner's blades high, their surfaces gleaming coldly.
With a swift stroke, rows of heads fell to the ground, blood spurting several feet high from their necks. The people hurriedly retreated, marveling at the sight.
As ordinary citizens of the capital, they were used to such sights. These death row inmates deserved their fate and were not worth regretting. Their only awe was at the spectacular scene.
Seeing that the three old men, Song, had been beheaded and were completely dead, the Qiao family finally went back.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all these years of causing trouble and making a ruckus, Song Laosan will finally be unable to cause any more trouble.
Qiao Yunni was also in Beijing, but Old Madam Qiao didn't let her come. After all, they had been husband and wife for several years and had two children. No matter how much Qiao Yunni hated Song Laosan, she shouldn't have to face this situation.
However, Qiao Yunni had long since developed a resilient character. At this moment, she was checking the account books in a building that Qiao Lian'er had rented for her, which specialized in selling nuts, dried fruits, and candied fruits.
Nowadays, the Qiao family members are quite fluent in reading and accounting.
When the news of Song Laosan's eventual execution arrived, Qiao Yunni simply nodded, a look of relief on her face.
That's great, Lian'er won't have to face a father like that anymore.
She didn't know if Lian'er felt wronged, or if she had any longing for her father's love.
But unlike Lian'er, she didn't have a father like that.
Qiao Xi'er stood in the front courtyard as soon as she entered, while her maid Cuizhi was burning paper money beside her.
Three incense sticks were stuck in the basin, their smoke curling upwards.
With Song Laosan dead, the revenge for her first child has finally been truly avenged, and now she can finally comfort her child's spirit in heaven.
The new life in her womb was due in two months, and Qiao Xi'er was in a calm mood. The pain of the past had turned into a faint regret and remembrance.
Today, it's all in the past.
She stepped inside.
Those executed prisoners all had family members come to collect their bodies. One by one, the corpses were carried away, leaving only the lonely Song Laosan.
His head fell to the ground, but his eyes were still wide open, red as if filled with blood, making it impossible for anyone to look at him.
A figure peeked out from the street corner not far away.
Now living a life of comfort and luxury in the capital, thirteen-year-old Song Ruier has grown much taller, and her face shows a more mature and ruthless side.
His father died, and he didn't dare to go out and clean up the mess, lest people discover his existence.
It was all the Qiao family's fault; it was the Qiao family who brought his father to this end.
Now his father's body is separated from his body at the execution ground, and he can only watch from afar—how tragic!
Song Ruier clenched her fists, her teeth clenched so tightly they seemed about to break, her eyes filled with hatred.
Qiao Lian'er, members of the Qiao family, you just wait. There's plenty of time. I'll grow up eventually, pass the imperial examination, and become an official. When that happens, it will be your end.
Song Ruier took a deep breath, turned around and left, disappearing into the vast crowd.
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