Chapter 292: The End of the Road

After noon, many people gathered outside the execution ground, waiting for Shangde to appear.

The county magistrate Bai stood in the dark and glanced down, most of these people were not good-looking, and some of them were still holding farm tools tightly in their hands, staring at them.

"It seems that I came prepared. He turned his head and said to Chi Jiyuan, his previous guess was indeed correct, the people of Tuozhou County were ready to launch a riot and save Shangde.

"Without Sander, they're just a mess. Chi Jiyuan replied, he knew very well that this group of people had no plans, even if they really wanted to rob people, they would only do their own thing, and it was almost impossible to succeed.

He did not panic, neither explained to the people around him, nor did he take Shangde to the execution ground.

After a while, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and they didn't know what kind of reputation the county government was doing. As the discussion became louder and louder, several men standing in front of them couldn't hold back, and one of them shouted in the direction of the Bai County official: "Trick us?

Chi Jiyuan walked in front of them a few steps: "If you really can't wait, go first, as for when to behead...... This is a matter for the county government, and it really has nothing to do with you. ”

The man gritted his teeth, clenched his fist several times and released it, and when he was about to make a move, the person next to him shook his head at him, signaling him not to be impulsive.

He finally suppressed his anger, although he didn't have any ideas, but he also understood that if the county government drove everyone away in anger, it would be even more difficult to save Shangde.

, Ji Jiyuan didn't talk to him anymore, but he still didn't let Shangde appear, so he kept consuming. It was a little cold, and the woman who was afraid of the cold was so cold that she stamped her feet. Slowly, someone can't afford to spend it.

"I've been waiting for so long, why don't I go back first, I don't think I will be beheaded today. ”

"Even if you give ten guts, they won't dare to ask for Shangbo's life!"

"I'll go first, there's news that those little ones at home are still waiting for me to go back to cook!"

......

People are leaving one after another, and the patience of those who remain is being worn out.

In fact, even Shande in prison was getting more and more bored, and the jailer kept talking to him about the situation outside.

"There are a lot of people here, and it seems that they want to see you off. Hearing this, Shang De was slightly relieved, he heard Aunt Wu talk about the situation in the county, and guessed that everyone was ready to save himself. The people of Tuozhou County have great respect for him, and this matter is very likely.

"They seemed to be in a hurry, and a number of people left. After a while, the jailer came in again, and after a few times, Schande's heart went up and down, restless.

An hour later, two or three percent of the people had already left outside the execution ground, but Ji Jiyuan still had no intention of escorting Shangde out. Those who were ready to save Shangde were so anxious that although they had lost patience and were afraid to leave, the county government immediately beheaded Shangde, leaving them without a chance to react.

Once this matter is missed, there is no possibility of recovery, and they would rather suffer a little more cold than have a trace of relaxation.

The wind seemed to be stronger, and the jailer felt a little cold, so he sat down at the dining table in the cell, refusing to go out to see what was going on. Shang De finally couldn't sit still, and he took the initiative to ask, "Aren't you going to behead me, why hasn't there been any movement until now?" He tried to be as calm as possible, not wanting the jailer to see the panic in his heart.

"Waiting for the news, the county magistrate didn't give an order, how dare we do it without permission. The jailer took out his cup and poured himself a cup of tea, seemingly unconcerned.

"It's almost, isn't it?" On the execution ground, the Bai County official looked at the commotion crowd and asked Chi Jiyuan, but he was not in a hurry: "Wait." "It seems to be a sale.

"Why don't we just rush into the cell and snatch people out. The man who had questioned him earlier couldn't wait any longer, and even began to encourage his companions to rob hard, he was a farmer and didn't understand those twists and turns. The long wait had tormented him to the point that he wanted nothing more than to have a seizure.

"No, how can the prison be so easy to enter? Even if we really grab Shang Bo, when we come out again, I'm afraid we will already be surrounded by people from the county government. Another person immediately objected: "It's better to be patient, as long as Shangbo is escorted out, we can try it while there are many people and chaos." ”

This person is quite sane, but he can't calm the impatience in his heart, so he can only keep lifting and putting down the hoe in his hand to vent the anger in his heart.

The cold and anxiety shrouded the people, and the originally united Tuozhou County slowly cracked, and Chi Jiyuan finally ordered with the jailer: "Okay, escort people out!"

He said this loudly, and it fell into the ears of the people around him, and one by one they immediately became nervous, waiting for a good time to save him when Shangde appeared.

At this time, the jailer had just finished drinking a pot of tea, and when he heard a shout, he put the teacup on the table and ran out, and Shangde's heart hung again.

"Let's go, can't you wait and want to die? As soon as he returned, he opened the cell door and signaled that Shande could go to the execution ground.

Although Shang De was tormented, when he was about to go to the execution ground, he involuntarily accelerated his breathing. He knew that this was his last chance, and if he failed, he would fall to the ground and die in embarrassment in front of those little minions who respected him.

How sad!

His cell was not far from the prison door, but he felt that he had been walking for a long, long time, and the blinding light made him squint his eyes.

"Wait a minute, there's something going on outside. When he was two or three steps from the door, the man at the door suddenly stopped him.

"Hurry, hurry!" At this time, there was chaos outside the execution ground, and someone shouted: "It's on fire, it's on fire, it's on fire, the area near the river is full of smoke, I don't know whose house is on fire!"

As soon as Chi Jiyuan ordered Shang De to be taken to the execution ground, the news came out, saying that the houses by the river were on fire, the fire was too big, and the smoke was billowing out, and from a distance, it seemed that the entire house by the river was on fire.

When it came to themselves, the indignant people suddenly became less concerned about Shangde's life.

"No, I have to go back and see, if it's really my home, how can I live this day!"

"I'll go too, it's important to put out the fire, that's all we have. ”

The first to cry was the aunt and aunt, and in the end, many men were also moved by their words, and hurried to the river. Some people didn't say a word, but they still slipped away.

However, after a while, less than 100 people remained outside the execution ground.

These people looked around, a little overwhelmed, they knew that it was impossible to save Shangde, but they were not willing to give up, and the county government did not give them time to think about it at all.

"Take him out and behead him. Ji Jiyuan personally walked over and instructed the jailer, and said to Shangde with a smile: "Don't expect too much. ”

Shang De's heart beat like thunder, and the moment he walked onto the execution ground, he finally understood the meaning of Ji Jiyuan's words.

There were a few people outside the execution ground, some of them with hoes and some with shovels, as if they wanted to save him.

But just with them, Shangde's heart is like ashes, and now he is at the end of his rope.