Jun Jiuling - Chapter 233

[Chapter 70 1 knife 2 breaks, break or not]

The cry pierced the tranquility of the rainy night, but it soon returned to calm.

I don’t know how long it took, the rain stopped, and Xia Zong resumed his murmur.

Fragmented footsteps sounded in the courtyard late at night, and soon stopped in front of the corner door.

The lock of the corner door was half hung and not locked.

Fang Jinxiu watched silently for a moment and couldn’t help but turn around.

The night was pitch-dark, and the lights occasionally flickered in it. She seemed to see a shadowy figure looking at her in the dark, and it seemed that she was just dazzled.

Couldn’t she expect someone to send her off?

Fang Jinxiu smiled self-deprecatingly and looked down at the small burden in his hand.

This was given to her by Yuanshi, and she originally planned to bring nothing.

Since she is no longer the third young lady of the Fang family, she came with empty hands and left with empty hands.

But Yuan Shi said not to be so rigid in life, and just put a small burden on her.

“At least bring a change of clothes with you,” she said.

Fang Jinxiu put the burden on his shoulders, raised his head, took off the lock of the corner door, pushed it open, and strode out.

The door was pulled to isolate the girl, and Fang Yunxiu, who was standing behind the tree, couldn’t help crying.

“Can she do it? It’s not too late to leave in this big night.” She cried.

Fang Yuxiu stroked her shoulder to reassure her.

“Let her do whatever she wants.” She said, “Don’t worry, the third sister is a very powerful person.”

On the other side, looking at Yuan Shi kneeling in front of her, Mrs. Fang sighed softly.

“You go to rest,” she said.

Yuan Shi kowtowed twice.

“Thank you old lady,” she said.

“You don’t need to thank me. It’s meaningless to thank you. There are still more things to do tomorrow, so keep your spirits up.” Mrs. Fang said, looking at the night sky, the east is about to turn white, and a new day is coming.

At dawn, the

streets were already crowded with people. It seemed that people from the whole Yangcheng came out, but in fact it was not only the people from Yangcheng.

I got the news in advance that people who came from the neighboring counties to help the elderly and the young formed a long queue at the city gate last night.

Because today is the day when Yangcheng County asks and kills the perpetrators of the Shengchang crime.

The moment Song Yunping’s prison car was pulled out of the prison, the crowd waiting on the street immediately became noisy, and the rotten leaves that had been prepared were also smashed like raindrops.

Li County magistrate Song Yunping’s specific charges have not yet been announced.

But messy rumors have been flying all over the sky, because it involves Deshengchang, and it involves more than ten years of old things, and the people watching the lively are shoulder-to-shoulder.

Although this is not a corrupt official, even carefully speaking, this is a personal hatred.

It has nothing to do with other people, but once the official status of Li County magistrate, the people are afraid and chilled. With such a black-hearted official who calculates other people’s money, who can guarantee that others will not be unlucky in his hands.

Second, Song Yunping, strictly speaking, as a shopkeeper and a slave of another person, did such a deceitful thing, and anyone felt frightened. Who could guarantee that the people around him did not have such sinister intentions.

So everyone is filled with righteous indignation, empathizing with the injustice.

What’s more, there are many rotten vegetable leaves on the street in advance for everyone to use.

Don’t do things that are easy and effortless and fun.

Of course, these rotten leaves were arranged by the Fang family.

If it weren’t for the taboos of the prison officials who were specially invited from Taiyuan Mansion.

These rotten leaves will be placed from the gate of the county government prison to the beheading table on East Street.

When the officers and soldiers who were slain and escorted were walking down the street with gongs and escorts, the first wave of rotten vegetables and leaves was thrown and it was over.

Song Yunping in the prison car also became embarrassed, and the prisoner’s sign on his back was crooked, and the words of Song Yunping, the prisoner, were covered by vegetable leaves.

Song Yunping felt that in addition to anger, there was an inexplicable fear.

This fear should not be strange. People are going to die, so of course they must be afraid, but in addition to the fear of death, there is also the empty fear that everything has vanished into nothing.

He Song Yunping has lived in Yangcheng for nearly 20 years, and he has become a well-known and good person, loyal, filial, and righteous.

Who doesn’t know about him when he goes out, the big shopkeeper Song, who doesn’t give a thumbs up behind his back in admiration.

It’s not easy to get a reputation, but it’s so easy to fall.

Song Yunping’s vision, which was covered by his hair, looked around vaguely, and the people showed their undisguised disgust and indignation.

On both sides of the restaurant, there is disgust and disdain from the rich and distinguished.

He never imagined that this day would come, like a dream.

After waking up from the dream, is he still the big shopkeeper that everyone admired and trusted and respected by the Fang family?

In fact, if that’s the case for a lifetime, that’s fine.

Song Yunping suddenly felt a little regret in his heart.

But it was too late to regret it, because officers and soldiers opened the way, and the prison car quickly crossed the crowded street to the execution stand.

The officers and soldiers surrounded an open space in front of the execution platform.

Sitting on the high platform are officials of different sizes from Taiyuan House.

Song Yunping was dragged from the prison cart, which caused a commotion at the scene, but the commotion suddenly dissipated, and the surroundings became quiet.

The silence came suddenly, Song Yunping looked over subconsciously, and saw that there was a place in the dense crowd to make way.

A group of people wearing burlap and filial piety came over.

Almost all of these people were women, and the head was the white-haired old lady Fang, and Fang Chengyu, who was supporting the old lady, was the only male.

Everyone was blocked outside, but seeing this group of people coming, the officers and soldiers were obviously greeted in advance and moved out of the way.

“At this time, we can no longer kill enemies in public.”

Some officials couldn’t help thinking.

The death of Magistrate Li has been announced as committing suicide because of fear of crime. No matter whether the truth has been spread, it still cannot be said.

Song Yunping was also a little scared.

Wouldn’t these women kill him on the spot?

That’s not as fast as being cut off with a knife.

Fortunately, the people of the Fang family did not rush forward, but stopped under the execution platform, staring at him with hatred and sorrow.

Song Yunping lowered his gaze.

After a moment of silence, the crowd became commotion again, for the executioner had come to power.

Just like the prison beheading officials, the executioner was also specially invited from Taiyuan Mansion. It is said that he was an old master who had been beheading for more than ten years. He was very majestic. The people gasped in fright. It was very enjoyable in the summer.

As the executioner stood up, the people held their breaths, and the officials on the stage began to read out the charges.

Although various versions of the original story of this incident have been circulated for a long time, it was not until today that the exact official judgment was heard. , all today’s future is the material for them to eat.

This crime is much more detailed than before. First, the case must be told more than 20 years ago, and secondly, it is also the request of the Fang family.

The Fang family wants the people to understand that the curse they have been carrying over the years is not a natural disaster but a curse.

The guilt recited for half an hour, and the people listened in fascination, sometimes amazed, sometimes sad, sometimes angry.

While the storytellers are writing hard, they are sure in their hearts that this crime must be covered by their colleagues, otherwise it would not be so easy to understand.

After the verdict was read out, the people were a little bit unsatisfied, but the next part will be more lively and anticipating, and the crowd can’t help but surging again.

The executioner stood upright and called out Song Yunping’s name. The executioner took a step forward. Under the noon sun, he looked like a ghost from hell. on the knife.

Song Yunping was already dumbfounded, but instead gave birth to a kind of arrogance.

“Twenty years later, another hero,” he shouted.

This sound made the people very excited and made bursts of clamor.

“Open cut!” The officials on the high platform obviously didn’t like this kind of reaction, and they threw down the fire sign and shouted.

The executioner pulled out the guilt card and held up the ghost-headed sword.

“Please hit the road.” He shouted violently, causing the hearts of the people nearby to jump three times.

The knife that was raised high with the shout fell.

The people held their breath and gritted their teeth, but they did not see the scene of blood spraying three feet from the head.

The executioner’s ghost-headed knife slashed Song Yunping’s shoulder, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com barely rubbed half of his neck.

Blood poured out, and people screamed and fell, but no one died on the ground.

This is so scary.

It’s more scary than the fall of a human head, because the man with half of his head is still alive and screaming.

The onlookers screamed in unison.

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