Xiao Yanchu voiced his question.
The middle-aged man hesitated, as if he dared not say anything.
Xiao Yanchu glanced at Hu Qing, who immediately understood and took out a silver ingot from his pocket and stuffed it into the uncle's arms.
The uncle looked at the huge ingot of silver and hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth and whispered, "Because none of the children who went to be the emperor's companions survived more than a month."
Well?
"How so?"
The middle-aged man's voice became even softer, "It is said that the emperor would kill one of his study companions every day in order to test his killing methods."
The four exchanged glances. How could the emperor of Xiaoyue Kingdom, who was only seven years old, be so cruel?
Sometimes rumors and the truth can differ, let alone royal secrets. The uncle was just a street vendor, and he might have been spreading misinformation.
However, judging from the sadness of these children and their parents, it's safe to say that these children won't have a good ending if they enter the palace.
The four quickly finished their food and left with the flow of people.
"Miss, do you think they might also kidnap Yuan Hong and Da Pu to be the little emperor Xiaoyue's study companions?"
Yanluo was a little nervous. If that were the case, after so much time, could Yuan Hong and Dapu still be alive?
Su Ruojin shook her head. "It's unlikely. Emperor Xiaoyue is only seven years old. Generally speaking, he wouldn't choose an older child as a study companion. Besides, it's just finding a study companion; there's no need to travel all the way to Da Chu to arrest people, especially only two."
Yan Luo thought about it and felt a little relieved.
A short while later, a prison van appeared before them, carrying a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and wearing shackles.
Wherever the prison cart passed, the people along the way knelt down and cried out, "General Wu, may you have a safe journey!"
At this moment, a young woman of sixteen or seventeen years old was supporting a woman in her thirties whose hair was already gray. Beside them was a boy of about fourteen or thirteen years old holding a jar of wine. The three of them, dressed in white mourning clothes, stood in front of the prison cart.
With tears streaming down her face, Wu Ziyun stepped forward and bowed to the guards escorting the prison cart. "Brothers, may we send my father off on his final journey?"
The constables exchanged glances, and one of the older constables said, "Hurry up, don't make things difficult for us."
Wu Ziyun bowed again, "Thank you."
Wu Ziyun turned around, wiped away her tears, and helped her mother, who was almost unable to stand, to the prison cart.
Madam Wu, her face streaked with tears, trembled as she held Wu Yue's hand through the fence, saying, "Brother Yue, Yun'er, Chen'er, and I have come to see you off on your final journey."
Wu Yichen poured the wine into a bowl, climbed onto the prison cart, and said with red eyes, "Father, your son will see you off. This is your favorite Linglongzui."
"good!"
With trembling hands, Wu Yichen fed the wine bowl to Wu Yue's lips, and Wu Yue drank it all in one gulp.
"Chen'er, don't be too sad. I have fought on the battlefield all my life and have done my best for the people of Xiaoyue. From now on, you will take care of your mother and sister. Remember, we men of the Wu family must stand tall and never tarnish the reputation of the Wu family."
"Your son will heed your teachings, Father." Wu Yichen was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Then Madam Wu, Wu Ziyun, and Wu Yichen knelt in front of the prison cart and kowtowed three times to Wu Yue.
"My condolences to Lady Wu."
The bailiffs waved their hands, and the prison cart continued its journey to the execution ground.
The Wu siblings, supporting Madam Wu, followed by the people of Longxiao City, arrived at the execution ground in the prison cart.
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