Time flies very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it is the morning of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

"Sir, all the slaughtered rice prepared for the prisoner is ready, and the execution will be carried out at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Hu Er, who was covered in snow, walked in in a cotton robe and held a list of hooked books in his hand.

"It's time to give them an explanation for the people of Yingzhou for so long."

Chen Yuan put on his official robe and took a group of subordinates to Caishikou.

Since as many as 3,000 prisoners were to be executed, the court could not accommodate them.

It can only extend along the intersection to both sides.

The people of Yingzhou who learned the news came to Caishikou early.

It will cause water to surround this place.

They want to see with their own eyes how those corrupt officials who were arrogant and fish villagers were retribution.

"Zhu Biao, the prison in the official Yingzhou, meets Master Zun!"

In the snow, an official holding a sword in his hand kneeled on the cemetery

After glanced at this person, Chen Yuan said lightly: Will the blizzard fall in the sky today affect the execution?

"I returned to the palace and the subordinates seconded a large number of disciples from the surrounding prefectures a few days ago."

"All have been gathered and on standby, and there will be no impact at all."

"That's good." Chen Yuan's face relaxed a little, he helped Zhu Biao up and walked into the shed.

Here a man in single clothes sat on a chair.

There is a yamen runner guard on each side.

Seeing Chen Yuan coming in, he trembled and said: Are you crazy with the surname Chen?

I quickly brought a deerskin robe to the governor, and it was almost frozen to death.

The person who spoke was Zhao Wenhui, the governor of Yingzhou.

I was in the prison well, with food and drink, but I was taken to the shed and felt very annoyed.

"Frozen to death?"

Chen Yuan sneered: As a fourth-rank governor, I only wore a coarse cotton robe. Are you a corrupt official who is so embarrassed to wear deer skin?

"Fuck! Before the imperial court did not have an order, this governor was still the governor of Yingzhou."

"You are blatantly offending the crime! When the imperial envoy arrives..."

"The Master of the Mansion, it has arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon. Will the execution be executed?"

Before Zhao Wenhui could finish his words, Hu Er walked into the shed to ask.

"Execution? What kind of punishment?"

Zhao Wenyi was stunned and asked subconsciously.

Chen Yuan opened the curtain with a smile, and the heavy snow rushed in instantly.

Zhao Wenhui was trembling all over the body after the cold.

Then he opened his mouth wide and endless fear surged from his face.

His pupils shaking violently looked at Caishikou.

There, the prisoner kneeled on both sides of the street.

Behind them stood a machete.

This is obviously going to be killed!

"You...you actually want to kill them all..."

"Crazy! It must be crazy!"

Under the strong stimulation, Zhao Wenyi shook his knees and a stream of yellow urine soup flowed down.

In major cases of corruption like this, as usual, at most a few people who take the lead.

But he never expected that Chen Yuan, the madman, would kill all of them at once.

Those are three thousand officials! Not three thousand little chickens.

Chen Beitou said he would kill him. Is this still a human?

Looking at Zhao Wenyi, who was trembling all over, Chen Yuan patted his shoulder.

"As a fourth-rank governor and the highest-ranking official of a state, I have the right to deal with officials below the fifth-rank."

"How is Governor Zhao? It's still time to confess."

"When you arrive at Dali Temple, you will be truly helpless."

"Hmph, don't even want to scare me the governor. I'm not going to lose my head, but I'm going to be the same as a bowl of scars in eighteen years later..."

"Transfer the order from this official and behead him!"

With a command, Caishikou suddenly became turbulent, and thousands of people stretched their heads and looked forward.

In front of everyone, Li Zi took a sip of wine into his mouth with a jar of wine.

Then, with a sniffle, sprayed on the blade.

The next moment.

The machete raised it high and chopped it down at the prisoner's neck.

quiet!

The Caishikou, which had tens of thousands of people, was silent, and everyone covered their mouths.

I was afraid that a little sound would disturb the killing god on the magic platform with both hands.

After death, three thousand corrupt officials who ran rampant in the village and exploited the people all turned into headless bodies and were buried in the snow.

In the rolling heads, they even saw Han Maocai and Xu Bichang.

"Qi reported to the governor Chen, all three thousand prisoners have been executed! Are his family allowed to collect the bodies?"

Zhu Biao knelt on the ground and said with a hint of tremolo.

"Authorize the collection of corpses!"

"yes!"

After Zhu Biao left, Chen Yuan squatted in front of Zhao Wenhui, and saw his head full of sweat and his teeth clattered.

Talk lightly.

"How about Governor Zhao? Do you still want to be a hero in 18 years?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenhui was shocked and turned his head with a pale face.

He looked at Chen Yuan and sighed to the sky.

"You are cruel, Chen Yuan! I, Zhao Wenhui, have killed countless people in my life. If no one is convinced, I will just obey you!"

"Damn, cut off three thousand heads in one breath without even blinking."

"Don't you want evidence? OK, as long as you are not afraid of death, I will tell you!"

Zhao Wenhui took the initiative this time, and he was not afraid of a governor imprisoning himself.

After all, the officialdom talks about human nature and worldly affairs, and all problems have routines to follow.

As long as you pay some price, you can always find a glimmer of hope.

But Chen Yuan's killing star is different, and he has a clear distinction between love and hate, and being an official only depends on his original intention.

I don’t care about the thousands of years of rules in the officialdom.

To put it nicely, such a person is a sharp sword from Dazhou.

To put it bluntly, it is a messing stick in the officialdom.

When he met this person, Zhao Wenhui must have committed a great sin in his previous life.

Only in this life will one lose eight lifetimes of blood and be in the hands of Chen.

"Oh?" Chen Yuan's eyes lit up, and he squatted down and said curiously.

"Tell me, what evidence is there in my hand that I don't know?"

"If you have made merit, I may consider your crimes at your discretion."

"No need." Zhao Wenhui sneered: If this governor is not wrong, is the Analects of Confucius in Li Dainian's hand in your hands?

Chen Yuan nodded without hesitation, wondering how Zhao Wenyi would know.

"Don't be puzzled, I also have one in my hand, and it's hidden in the manger."

"You have one, too?"
To be continued...