In ancient times, the death penalty was usually carried out in autumn and winter, but not in spring and summer.

The place of execution was mostly a crowded and lively street market, with a large court and a wide public, one was to warn the people, and the other was to suppress the evil of the condemned criminals by means of the vigor of the crowd, so the time of the execution was generally set at noon, when the sun was highest in the day.

On the third day of the lunar month, before Yu Xiaoxiu went out to school, Yu Shu hung the house key around his neck, stuffed a dime of silver into him, and told him to come back in the afternoon to have dinner outside, and she and Jingchen would come back later when they went out.

Yu Xiaoxiu was sensible, knowing that the two of them were going to see the killer, seeing that Yu Shu didn't mean to take him, he didn't make a fuss about going, and went out with the appearance of studying hard every day.

Yu Shu took advantage of the time to be early, and boiled the three catties of eggs he bought yesterday, and the tea eggs on the street cost fifteen cents a piece, which was light and tasteless, she tasted slightly salty, so she cooked it herself according to her preferences, and it was not bad to put it in this winter, and she could eat it for breakfast in the morning, and she could peel one when she was hungry.

The pot was simmering on the fire, Yu Shu washed his hands, went to Jingchen's room to change the dressing on his hand, the wound had grown for almost a month, the blood scab had not completely fallen off, and when he removed the gauze, he saw that there was one horizontal on the joints of his four fingers, and one horizontal on his palm, as if he had crawled two long worms, which made Yu Shu's brows knotted.

Jingchen tried to shake his palm, and felt that there was no problem, so he discussed with Yu Shu: "It doesn't hurt or itch, you don't have to take medicine anymore, right?" ”

Yu Shu: "It's okay not to put medicine on your hands, then you can change it to drink decoction from tomorrow." ”

Jingchen obediently stretched out his right hand to her, it was better to wipe it on his hand than to drink the medicine into his stomach.

The medicine is changed to tea. After the leaves and eggs were cooked, the two of them tidied up, Yu Shu wrapped a few hot tea eggs, carried a small bag cross-body, locked the door and Jingchen went out.

Since coming to the capital, Jing Chen has hardly been out during the day, and the place he is going to go today is also a coincidence, it is the Changchun Street where the two of them changed back to Huang Shuangshi on the day of the heavy rain not long ago.

Therefore, Yu Shu did not let him wear the hat with obvious characteristics, because he was afraid that the people of the Ji family would not give up and still secretly look for them, anyway, with her with him, he was not afraid that he would have any contact with others, with the yellow frost stone on his body, Yu Shu was very down-to-earth.

"Oh, try what I made, is there any delicious food sold by Sun Er's shop?" Yu Shu peeled a tea egg and handed it to Jingchen first, and threw the egg skin on the side of the road, no wonder she was not civilized, there were no garbage bins on the roadside in ancient times, and there were no aunts and aunts who patrolled the streets with armbands.

Jingchen took it and tasted it, and only after eating did he comment: "It's a little salty." ”

"Salty?" Yu Shu peeled another bite, secretly frowned, it was really salty, knowing that she put two more spoonfuls of salt, but she was still cheeky and said stiffly: "Tea eggs are originally salty to be delicious." ”

"Oh." Jingchen never argued with Yu Shu, basically what she said was what she was

The two of them didn't take a ride, they walked past Qiu Kwai Fang, Yu Shu led Jing Chen into a cloth shop where she often bought clothes in the alley, and picked up the cloth pile on the counter for a long time.

The shopkeeper recognized her as a regular customer, and when he saw that she wanted such a small piece of fabric, he kindly said that he wanted to give it to her, Yu Shu did not push, and asked for a thin needle.

The two of them left the cloth shop, Yu Shu turned his head and asked Jingchen, "Why don't you ask me what I want such a small piece of cloth for?" ”

Jingchen then asked, "What is it for?" ”

"I won't tell you."

Jingchen is often teased by her, and when she gets used to it, she slowly discovers that the more she cares about her, the more energetic she is, and it is best not to worry about her.

Seeing that he didn't ask, Yu Shu lost his interest, touched his nose stupidly, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and gesture: "I plan to sew a small pocket, sew the yellow frost stone into it, and make a talisman to carry on my body, so as not to lose it again." ”

"Well," Jingchen nodded, "That's good." ”

The two accompanied each other all the way, from the south of the city to Qianyuan Street, before noon, Yu Shu Road ate salted eggs, and was thirsty for a long time, so he and Jingchen found a restaurant, went to the second floor and picked a window to sit, only ordered a sweet winter melon soup, a plate of vinegar soaked peanuts.

The execution ground was set up at the corner of the street, where people came and went, Yu Shu opened the window and looked out, and said to Jingchen: "See, it's the platform set up at the other end, let's just sit here and watch, we don't have to go down and squeeze with people." ”

Not long after he finished speaking, a group of officers and soldiers escorted prisoner vans to the street downstairs, and inside the seven or eight prisoner vans, all of them were condemned prisoners, all of them unkempt, with their hands shackled, and their heads hanging half-dead.

"Wicked people, murderers, smash him, smash them!"

I don't know who took the lead, but the people on both sides of the street suddenly became excited, and they threw rotten vegetable leaves and stinky baskets into the prisoner cart one by one, and the prisoners who smashed them were all over their faces, and there was nowhere to hide in embarrassment.

Yu Shu searched for a long time before he recognized which car Huan Biao and Bi Qing were in, and hurriedly pointed to Jing Chen, and whispered: "Look there, the bearded one in front is Qiu Biao, and the rotten egg Bi Qing in the back." ”

This is since the escape on the ship, after three months, Jing Chen saw these two people again, the original grudge has faded, but when he thinks of the killer who killed Yu Shu in front of the house that night, he can't help but lock his brows, thinking that they are innocent.

The prisoners were taken to the torture platform one by one, and the people gathered more and more at the corner of the street, and there were many people in the restaurant who watched the hot lots, and they all gathered in front of the window.

As soon as noon came, the drums were beaten three times, and several executioners with big shoulders and round waists stepped forward with their knives, pulled out the death card behind the prisoner, and raised the head chopping knife with countless blades in their hands, just waiting for an order.

Yu Shu's eyes widened, she was afraid that she would be afraid that she would be afraid later, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, thinking of the bloody scene she was about to see, her palms were also sweating nervously, in fact, she was not very bold, especially afraid of death, not only afraid of her own death, but also afraid of seeing others die.

She has lived for decades in front of her, and she has always been a person who has no revenge and is unwilling to die, but this is the first time that she has taken revenge on someone to death.

It's a hundred, in addition to relieving anger, there is always a little bit of worry in my heart, this is human nature, I really don't have this bit of worry, that is the real cold-blooded and ruthless.

Jingchen looked at her like this, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but the criminal officer sitting on the execution platform had already thrown down the fire stick-

"It's time to die, execution!"

Between the knives and the knives, Yu Shu's vision suddenly darkened, she held her breath, trying to remove the palm that was blocking her, but the hand was halfway up and fell back again, there was a moment of silence on the street, and then a buzzing sound came into her ears, she took a dry throat and asked the scene

"Cut it off?"

Jing Chen stood in front of her with one hand, looking at the bloody place on the execution table in the distance: "Hmm." ”

After Yu Shu was silent, he pulled down Jingchen's hand, didn't take a look at the street, turned around and sat back in his seat, patted the table and called Xiao Er:

"Make a pot of wine and serve a plate of lung slices, the spicier the better."

When the wine and food came up, Yu Shu first took a mouthful of the red beef tongue that was mixed together, and then took a sip of wine, which was spicy enough and choked, and the heat surged into his head, and he suddenly felt comfortable, and looked up to see Jingchen looking at her without blinking, his face was clearly a little worried, so he held the wine jug, cocked his oily mouth, and smiled at him:

"Come, have a drink with me, and I won't blame you for covering my eyes just now."

Jingchen picked up the empty cup and handed it to her, Yu Shu filled it for him, poured another cup for himself, touched it with him, thought about it, and then said:

"Just wish the two of us no Ji Tai here!"

"Well, No, it's not a big deal." Jingchen also followed her example and touched the cup with her.

Yu Shu drank it all, Jing Chen drank slowly, but he also drank the cup one by one, Yu Shu looked at his empty cup with satisfaction, and the next thing was to drink and eat the plate of spicy lung tablets, and did not pour him another glass.

She drinks a good amount, and it doesn't hurt to be greedy for a few more glasses, but Jingchen is a non-drinker, just have a good drink, after all, there is still business at night.

After watching the killing, Yu Shu and Jingchen changed to a teahouse, found a corner location, listened to the storyteller on the platform in the center of the building talking about the rivers and lakes, and asked for a pot of tea to relieve hangover.

“．．． And said that the head of the Xiang prince in the boat to meet the wonderful woman, is actually a rich businessman in Guangdong, known as there are hundreds of ships, people send alias' over a thousand sails, Wen Huaqun's baby daughter, Wen Sui, that day on the boat to see, this Wen Sui Sui was attracted by the Xiang prince Fengzi, a little admiration, but then see such a scene, not poured into the promise, Xiang Wang Ye is also a person, temperamental, infatuated with Wen Sui, even if there is a beautiful family at home, can not help but be excited. a"

The storyteller said it well, Yu Shu listened to it, and he heard something meaningful, Lord Xiang? Isn't this the son of the world, Liu Jiong's father? This paragraph is not about text miscellaneous, but about the romance of the prince of a dynasty, no wonder the people in this teahouse listen to it with relish.

It's just a dignified prince, a relative of the emperor and the country, and his private affairs are used to fabricate and spread, but no one cares, which is really choking.

Yu Shu didn't like to listen to this joke about the prince's pickling girls, and he was afraid that Jingchen would learn badly after listening to it, so he pulled him away after drinking the tea.

"Where are you going now?" Jingchen followed Yu Shu aimlessly, and he was not afraid of being sold by her.

"South of the city, Peiren Pavilion." Yu Shu reported the name of the place, felt that it was too far to go, and hired two sedan chairs in the south of Kunyuan Street, Jingchen didn't want to sit at first, saying that he let her sit in the sedan chair alone, he followed, and was pushed onto the sedan chair by Yu Shu after the death.

Sitting in a closed sedan chair, no one spoke, Yu Shu's strength was not gone, and he staggered and dozed off against the window, until the sedan door was lifted and the cold wind poured his neck, and he opened his eyes.

"Son, the Peiren Pavilion has arrived."

(The fruit came back late today, and the update was late, sorry)