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Chapter 708 Red Difference

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Since ancient times, "those who plot against rebellion will never wait for time." As soon as they wanted to make a red pen, the Ministry of Justice wrote the plaque of the crime overnight, and moved it to Wenshuntian Mansion, ordering them to arrange the court before dawn the next day and send troops to maintain order.

After breakfast, Huang Guang promoted more than 500 soldiers from the Ministry of Justice to serve in front of the prison. When the card was already in charge, the Minister of Justice went to the prison and announced the imperial edict to Yan Shifan and Luo Longwen in person. Yan Shifan was slapped and Luo Longwen was beheaded. In addition, the arrested family members and old friends were also attacked by Yang. Yan Shifan's two sons, Yan Hong and Yan Shaoting, as well as his confidant slaves, minions, Luo Longwen's younger brother and cousin. A total of more than 20 people were sentenced to death and taken to the execution ground together.

Yan Shifan had three sons in total. The two who were deposed were the eldest and the third brother, and the second brother Yan Chi. However, they were not on the list of executions. It seemed that they were leaving one for the Yan family to take care of the old Yan Song. But anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was because Xu Ge Lao's granddaughter married Yan Que.

After a night of suffering, Yan Shifan had recovered his calmness. He said to Luo Longwen: "I have a glorious life. I can't be so famous for the last time but ruin my reputation for being a lifetime. Even if I pretend, we have to be more manly!" So the yamen runners set him up with a number coat, but he refused to wear it, and he would never follow his head. He would never damage his "glory and image."

Luo Longwen did not have the mood of his. His mind was messy all night, and the people and things of the past flashed in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. By dawn, he figured it out that this was all retribution. If there was really a next life, I hope to become an ordinary person without ambition and live a simple life.

However, although he was very obedient to the official officer, he also had a requirement, that is, when he was tying his head, he only had the left half of his head and the right half of his head scattered to block his swollen face. He did not want to scare others.

After all, they were not ordinary people. After all, the officials asked for instructions to go to the top and no longer forced them to dress up and drive them to the case of the Green-faced Saint God. They met with other criminals who were still asking for questions. The relatives and friends looked at each other in the face. Originally, they had a lot of resentment, but when they met, they were mixed with emotion and cried.

"Silence the voice." The officials were afraid of causing trouble. They quickly separated the crying death row prisoners, and then each had a bowl of long rest and a bowl of farewell wine.

"I don't eat this;!" Seeing that there was no meat in the bowl, Yan Shifan asked, "I want to eat Tianfuhao's sauce elbow!"

The official officer said helplessly: "Didn't you have a meal last night?"

"Your family can eat for two days?" Yan Shifan shouted, "Are you not satisfied with this requirement?"

"No." A voice interrupted his nonsense and unwillingness. Huang Guangsheng, the Minister of Justice, appeared in front of everyone and said, "It's been a time since I'm still here, I'll go hungry if I don't eat it.

"Yes," the yamen runners were silent and did not dare to speak.

"Xiao Huang, your arrogance is soaring." Yan Shifan looked at him with a sarcastic look and said, "I forgot that I was talking about a little master at the time. Before the Yan Party fell, Huang Guangsheng was just the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice. He Bin and Tu Li were under He Bin and Tu Li. Although he was not a member of the Yan Party, he was also implicated in some false conspiracy. This Xuan was told by Yan Shifan, and his old face turned red and said, "What else did he ask him to say!"

An official immediately stepped forward and slapped Yan Shifan's mouth with a pimp. He didn't say anything, but he still looked sarcastic.

When Yan Shifan and other prisoners were taken into the prison car and drove out of the temple, the streets were filled with people watching the fun. Although everyone didn't know who was going to the shooting today, they saw that the Ministry of Justice and Shuntian Mansion had at least a thousand people. There were only four or five carriages covering the corpse mat! The prison officer rode a tall horse, wearing a sword in military uniform, and was full of murderous intent! The officers and soldiers escorted on both sides were unsheathed, arrows were rolled up, and gongs were ringing. They were on guard and knew that there must be a big show, so they stood on the street and waited to watch the fun.

Those shops facing the street also hurriedly set up tables at the door, with three bowls of white wine on them, and some even had wine pots with spouts facing outwards, indicating that they would post them with red paper in advance before killing people. This is called "going out of the red deal". When the shops facing the street saw it, they would prepare the farewell wine. The particular ones would also stir-fry a few dishes. The prisoners could keep watching. They could not eat or drink, but they could not leave wine or food on the way to the underworld.

Moreover, the common people say that if the prisoner drinks and eats at his doorstep, he will accumulate virtue and reward him. He will also hang red silk and paste red pairs in front of the shop, just like a wedding. It is said that the King of Hell will record this merit in the account book if he knows it.

Although there was no red paper to be posted today, the shopkeepers who were inquiring were still hurriedly preparing farewell wine and looking at the escort team, hoping to have good luck this time.

When the soldiers who were fully alert surrounded the prison cart, there were sharp-eyed and literate people staring at the prison cart and chanting loudly: "The Ministry of Justice Qin Yan Shifan."

It has to be admitted that the star effect of the three words Yan Shifan is far greater than that of any court official. Unless these three words are replaced by "Zhu Houxi", it will definitely not cause such a deceptive sensation. I only hear the screams in the crowd, and I immediately messed up. I want to see Yan Shifan, who is firmly on the ranking of the Ming Dynasty, the ranking of bad guys, and can also enter the top three in the ranking of the licentious ranking. But there are also many people who squeeze out to call their friends and neighbors, and come and watch Yan Shifan die together.

Seeing that he had caused such a commotion as soon as he appeared, Yan Shifan was a little proud. If he hadn't been wronged in the prison car, he would have waved to the people. But soon, he knew that he had misunderstood because he saw that the shops with wine were busy carrying the long case into the store, fearing that he would have drunk it. Before he could come back, he saw some ordinary people coming back, greeting him with rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and even animal feces, and throwing the rain-like dirt over. Almost in the blink of an eye, he beat him all over, and even the soldiers next to him suffered. All of them became living targets.

Today is the news of Yan Shifan's killing. It soon spread. The streets of Xishi were crowded with angry people. Even the upper-class people in the restaurants and teahouses on both sides didn't care about their status and style. They stepped on the tables and chairs, shouting and scolding at the top of their voices! Yan Shifan has been doing evil in Beijing for twenty years, and the people in the capital hate him to the core, regardless of their high or low status!

Listening to the dirty words in his ears like a tide, Yan Shifan said in his heart that this can be regarded as fulfilling his ambition when he was young and cannot be remembered forever, and it will be infamous for thousands of years!

To put it bluntly, a rotten egg flew over and hit his left eye. "That was the only eye he could see. Yan Shifan's eyes were immediately dark and he could not see anything. He felt that something fell on his head from time to time, and his body was so sticky that it was really disgusting." He finally raised the fire and completely returned to his original form.

He moved forward in a mess. After a while, he felt the prison car stopped in a daze. Then he was lifted down and his arms were finally able to move freely. Yan Shifan quickly raised his hand and wiped off the solidified "I don't know if it was the egg white or the egg yolk, and then he saw the scene again.

What a good guy, I saw that the western market was already crowded with people, and the people in Beijing were waving their sleeves. The people in Beijing helped the elderly and the young, brought their families to visit. There were also crowds of people coming from all sides to come here. Even if they were to celebrate the New Year, they were not so lively.

This scene also made Chen Mo and others stunned. Although they knew that the people of the country liked to watch beheading, it was only a part of the people's hobbies. They would never be as empty as today, and they wished that all the people in Beijing would come.

But this is not the time to sigh. Simon came in casual clothes today, and his guards firmly protected a wheelchair and squeezed into the crowd desperately. People around him glared at him, but when he saw his guards, he was not so angry,

Even so, he still squandered his power and squeezed into a good position to observe the punishment. In fact, Chen Si has always been very allergic to murder scenes, but this was Doctor Cui’s last wish before leaving Beijing. He had to bear the discomfort and bring him over to watch.

"This is not to watch the fun, but to witness the clarity of the law of heaven!" Liu Zhuo said excitedly when the high prison slaughtered the stage: "There will be retribution for evil, and the time has come!"

Perhaps because he was buried by Yan Shifan earlier, another decree Huang Guangsheng was not as excited as Liu Zhuo. He leaned on the chair of the Grand Master, closed his eyes slightly, and then he whispered: "Yes, Yan Shifan will die if he does evil deeds. It's a pity that those who were killed by him can't see today.

Before he finished speaking, Liu Zhuo saw a banner with black letters spread out in the crowd, with a few words written on it, saying that Yang Meishan has a spirit in the sky.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, but people would rather believe it was God's will. Just five years ago today, Yang Jisheng, the most tough man in the Ming Dynasty, was killed here. At the age of 42, when people saw this banner, they instantly remembered the Lord Laoshan who asked for his life for the people. They immediately felt sad and cried continuously. The desperate poem that had lasted forever seemed to echo above Beijing again:

The great hair is restored to the vast emptiness, and the loyal heart shines forever;

I have not finished my life before, so I will leave it to my future generations to make up for it!

Zhenshan Gong. Your last wish has finally been fulfilled today, and you can rest in peace!

Seeing this scene, the officials were afraid of chaos and said nervously: "Sir, should you confiscate that thing?"

"Care your head." Liu Zhuo's face turned red. The blue veins were exposed and said, "Yang Jisheng should be present! There are four admonitions in Yuezhong and three sons of Renxu! There are countless loyal and kind people who were persecuted by the Yan Party, including Xia Yan, Zhang Jing, Li Tianchong, Wang Huai, etc., who were persecuted by the Yan Party! They should all come to the scene in person and witness the Hai Suo Yan's thief!"

He has been waiting for the arrival of this day for too long. It is understandable that he loses his composure at this moment.

At this time, Yan Shifan and others were taken to the execution platform and lined up to the west. Most of them knelt on the ground, only Yan Shifan was tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame, because what he would enjoy was the first torture in ancient times. If Lingchi was executed, it would naturally be different from others. People couldn't help but admire him. He deserves to be Yan Shifan, who died so high-profile.

Behind each death row prisoner, there is a prison officer and an executioner. The prison officer is an official of the Ministry of Justice, responsible for supervising the execution, and there is nothing to say. However, those executioners, they are said to be red and red headscarfs, and the ghost-headed swords in their arms. The swords are made of swords and blades, and they are covered with a red scribble cloth, which makes the people below them frightened.

But at this moment, all the executioners were muttering to the prisoner, "Master! I will take you away, and I will do whatever you want. Don't leave with confidence! You must be happy and never finish it."

In order to prevent the bag from being dropped on the way to the execution ground, the prison officer wanted to verify his true self again. He sang a name loudly, and the people below burst into cheers in unison. When the three words Yan Shifan were shouted out, the pigeons in Beijing were shocked by the earth-shaking cheers.

It should be said that the old officials of the Ministry of Justice are professionals. When all preparations are completed, the flagpole standing on the ground has no shadow. The time-month official whispered loudly: "It's already three o'clock!" The noise on the field stopped abruptly, and the place where tens of thousands of people gathered was gone.

"Yingtian!" Huang Guangsheng threw down the fire sign and shouted loudly: "Slash!"

The prison officials held red pens in their hands, and made a big fork on the name of the prisoner in front of them, and then pulled them down and threw them on the ground!

The executioner raised the ghost-headed sword high and shouted, "Master, please go on the road!" Then a white light flashed, but the sword fell, and the heads fell one by one. Although they were the same killing people, there were also experts and inferior players. This execution required too many executioners and the masters were not enough, so there were also young disciples to make up the numbers.

If a master is a master, his skills are no worse than that of a ox-killing cook. If he continues seriously, the prisoner will be separated without any awareness. The headless corpse remains kneeling and will spew out blood when the head falls to the ground. But if it is a low-handed apprentice, the prisoner will be punished. The apprentice cannot find the trick, and can only rely on brute force. If he takes one knife, it will likely be slashed and his neck will be stuck. With a blushing face, he will not care about the master's demeanor. He quickly raises his foot to press the prisoner's body and pulls out the knife hard, and will inevitably be sprayed with blood.

If you encounter such a person, you will not only suffer from pain and frightenedness, but you will have to be stabbed again. This is called "It's bloody mold." But no matter what, no matter how much the beheaded, it will not be as good as the one who was cut in half.

Luo Longwen is going to be cut in half. This was originally a technical job. "How thin your neck and how thick your waist? If you can't understand the gaps in the lumbar vertebrae, no matter how strong you are, you will be cut in one stroke. The scene will naturally be awkward and will be ridiculed by the onlookers, affecting the professional reputation of the executioner. However, it is all the old almanac, the times are developing, and technology is improving. Now, the more convenient guillotines have been used. The three guillotines in the play are used to cut in half. They are cut in two sections with a click.

Having said that, the mental destruction of the prisoner must be cut off. Because during the execution, the prisoner must take off his clothes, expose his waist and lie on the steward bed, which is between the knife and the chopping table. I am in a position of fish, and from being pressed on the guillotine to the slaughter, there is still a while in between." This period of time to die is enough to destroy the will of most people.

Luo Longwen is also a talented person. He actually completed his last public relations in this gap. He whispered to the prison officer and the executioner: "I heard that after being cut in half, people will die in a while?"

The two of them didn't reply, but they couldn't help but nodded slowly.

"I have two thousand taels of unnamed silver notes in my arms," ​​Luo Longwen said: "I'll both of you give me some fun."

Both of them still didn't reply. But they both nodded slowly,"

So when he started the attack, Luo Longwen's body was dragged down and his confidant was cut off with one knife. He died immediately, which was considered a perfect fool.

But Yan Shifan didn't have that kind of good life. He was sentenced to retaliation of Lingchi. For example, he should have been killed in those three days. If he couldn't cut enough days and the number of swords, the prisoner would die. The executioner would be severely punished. Even the highest Lingchi hand would not dare to neglect it. Therefore, this job cannot be mixed, and anyone who has the opportunity to take the blame can only admit that he is unlucky.

When he saw the first knife flying and cut off Yan Shifan's Adam's apple, it was to prevent him from screaming and affecting him. Shen Mo turned his head in disgust. Yan Shifan should cut him into pieces, but this punishment was too violent.

Fortunately, Doctor Cui’s hatred towards these people did not destroy the kindness of a doctor. After seeing it a few times, he also said, “Let’s go.”

"Let's go!" Shen Moru received a general amnesty and immediately ordered someone to protect Doctor Cui out.

But before leaving, he couldn't help looking back. Yan Shifan, who was being cut into pieces, suddenly felt a sudden shock and gave a terrifying thought in his mind, "Will I have to walk on this platform one day?" He was immediately scared and sweated in a cold sweat, shook his head quickly, and almost left the execution ground.
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