Chapter 53 I Will Ask for Your Forgiveness

The cheers lingered for a long time, and in sharp contrast to the enthusiastic emotions of the people were the pale faces of the officials.

Governor Li's body had been dragged away. Jun Lin stood in the center and raised his arms and shouted, "How are you, my people? Are you happy today?"

The crowd got agitated again, and the cheers got louder and louder: "Happy!"

“This is the happiest day in five years!”

"Thank you, Your Majesty—"

Their faces were filled with joyful smiles and their words were full of relief and satisfaction.

Jun Lin smiled, and her inner strength made her voice spread to every corner: "I made you suffer when I was controlled by Nanjiang. Today is just the beginning. In the future, I will use my own actions to stand here again and ask for your forgiveness."

The young Emperor Jing looked at his people with a loving and sincere gaze, and said slowly, "It's up to you whether you forgive me or not. Just give me another chance to carry the Kingdom of Jing, okay?"

The heads of the people below the stage were shaking with anxiety. They were the crowded subjects, the hidden spies from various countries, and the lurkers from various schools of thought. At this moment, everyone looked at Emperor Jing in amazement with a gentle expression.

They probably couldn't have imagined that the high and mighty ruler, the person standing at the top of Jing State, would put aside his attitude and admit his mistakes so frankly, and ask for their opinions so warmly.

Suddenly everyone remembered that she was just as dazzling when she ascended the throne.

If there is no Southern Xinjiang——

If there is no Southern Xinjiang——

She will be their best king.

At this moment, the crowd's eyes suddenly became sore, and their hatred towards Southern Xinjiang reached its peak, but they could not immediately let go of the suffering they had endured for five years. However, Jingguo was their home, and if they did not trust the master of the country, how could the country develop well?

Just when someone was about to say "Forgive Your Majesty", Jun Lin suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone from speaking, and the scene became silent again.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry. Your mental illness will be healed piece by piece, your suffering will be gradually understood, and your forgiveness will be sought step by step."

Nothing is more important than the people.

Manchuan always clamored for her to get married and have children, but she had already married herself to the country.

"Your Majesty, we are waiting for you."

"Your Majesty, please hurry up. I can't bear it any longer. Please forgive Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, we all obey you."

The people responded one after another. A small number of people remained unmoved, but the majority were completely moved, and some even cried.

Ming He watched silently from the side, his warm eyes under his long eyelashes reflecting the life in the world.

Reflected in the various expressions of the people and in front of him was the slender yet tall and strong figure of the emperor.

She is very good at manipulating people's hearts. She uses whatever others want to keep them.

She gives her subjects the opportunity to realize their ambitions.

The subordinates wanted recognition and praise from their masters, and she gave it to them.

The people wanted redress and apology, and she gave it.

She gave everything without hesitation.

They already have what they want most, so how could they want to leave her?

How could they bear to betray the person who showed them kindness?

Ming He clasped his hands in his sleeves, and his heart suddenly became very calm.

It didn't matter what kind of feelings he had towards her, he just had to follow her footsteps and not get lost.

What is the scenery ahead? If you follow her, you will see it one day.

His expression became increasingly gentle, and his handsome features seemed to be tinged with the everlasting beauty of spring.

"Ming Hyuk?"

Amid the noisy crowd, a clear voice called him.

"Ming Hyuk?"

He looked up and saw the charming features of that person. He suddenly smiled. That was his master.

That smile was like the morning dew dripping on the delicate petals, clear and cool, so beautiful that it stunned Jun Lin.

Then she also raised the corners of her lips and said to him with a smile: "Continue to read out the charges, after all..."

Instantly, his cold eyes swept over the officials, and the words he spat out were as frightening as the Asura from hell: "The garbage hasn't been cleaned up yet, has it?"

The wide black official robe fluttered, and he bowed with both hands in a respectful salute, with absolute submission and loyalty, a gentleman with clear character and a gorgeous appearance: "Your Majesty, I obey your command."

It was like a carnival. The people only felt the anger of the day. They waved their fists and cheered. The scene was actually full of passion.

Ming He said loudly: "Minister Liu Mao, forcibly occupied hundreds of acres of arable land, privately exploited the people to open up state mines, violated state laws, and flogged 25 people to death. His crimes are extremely heinous."

Liu Mao's legs went limp and he fell to his knees on the ground, his face pale, sweat dripping from his eyes and his eyes dull.

"Return the farmland according to the law, pay the unpaid wages, compensate the victims accordingly, and finally, execute them without delay."

The moment he finished speaking, the audience applauded enthusiastically again.

"Left Prime Minister——"

"Lord Zuo Xiang—"

They chanted the name of the author of national laws.

Jun Lin: "Just execute him at a young age."

Liu Mao, who had just fallen into despair, looked happy, but the next sentence plunged him into the abyss.

"I ask the victim's family to cut him into pieces with knives to vent their hatred."

She ruthlessly threw the incriminating evidence at Liu Mao, and then a woman limped over with a baby in her arms.

Her eyes were full of hatred and she stared at Liu Mao.

Jun Lin opened his arms and said in a soothing voice, "Come, leave the child to me."

The woman's eyes were moist and she handed it to her obediently.

Junlin brought the child into his arms, holding him carefully in one hand and covering the baby's naive eyes with the other.

Thinking that the other party was playing a game with him, the baby puffed his fists and giggled.

A guard held a knife in his hands. The woman took it with tears in her eyes. Looking at Liu Mao who was restrained and unable to move, she stabbed him in the abdomen with the knife.

“Squeak——”

"Ah - it hurts, it hurts so much, get out of here, you bastard, Your Majesty, I am innocent, Your Majesty!!!"

Every word he spoke was pierced with tears, but Emperor Jing just lowered his eyes and looked after the baby in his arms, as if he was cut off from everything in the outside world.

"They whipped my husband to death and threw him into the river, not allowing me to bury him, and broke my legs..."

She looked crazy as she penetrated the man's body tirelessly, one cut after another.

"There are more than 20 other lives. You have made us all lose our husbands. You have destroyed our homes..."

Warm blood spurted everywhere, screams were heard everywhere, and the people were eerily silent. Although it was an extremely bloody scene, it made them feel extremely happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Jun Lin teased the baby and murmured, "Be good, mother will be back soon."

The woman's expression changed from frightened to serene, until the corpse was finally dragged away, and then she staggered to Jun Lin's front.

The guard had already brought a wet handkerchief, and Jun Lin said softly, "Wipe it off."

She sobbed softly, carefully wiping the blood from her hands and cheeks while crying. Only after she cleaned herself did Junlin give her the child.

"The compensation will arrive soon, and I will live a good life in the future."

She paused and smiled, "Also, the child is very cute."

He is my future.

The woman's emotions suddenly collapsed to the extreme. Her mind was blank and she forgot everything. She held the baby, lowered her head slightly, and cried loudly on Jun Lin's shoulder.

Everyone at the scene was confused by the situation, including Jun Lin. However, she reacted quickly, stretched out her arms to hold her waist, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

You've done a great job.

This era does not favor widowed women, and it is extremely difficult for them to survive with their children.

Jun Lin knew how much suffering she had endured until today.

The women below also cried quietly.

Women always understand women best.