It was ordered to behead the Dali Siqing and Zhu Dongshan, the servant of the Criminal Department, and the officials of the Yamen were also ordered to watch.

The officials sat under the tent and looked at the prisoners of the military department kneeling on the wooden platform in the rain, somewhat uncomfortable.

The convicts on the torture table were once their colleagues, and they had even been happy in the same music room and drunk together at the same wine table, but now they had to watch their heads cut off.

Rainwater falls on the eaves of the house and then collects down the channel along the tiles to form a small waterfall that flows from the sky.

Near the execution ground was the market, there were many buildings, and the rain fell from the eaves, crackling and hitting the bluestone floor.

Qin Xiao looked at the officials on the torture platform, his eyes were cold, there was not the slightest trace of sympathy, and there was not even too deep hatred at this time, but more just a kind of sadness in his heart.

Dali Siqing's real power is not as heavy as Zhu Dongshan, the waiter of the Criminal Department, but this time he is a prison officer, he looked at the prisoner on the torture table boredly and lazily, and his emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, until Zhu Dongshan, the waiter of the Criminal Department who was sitting next to him, approached and whispered a few words, Dali Siqing showed a smile on his face, bowed his head slightly, and said a few words to Zhu Dongshan.

Zhu Dongshan got up, held the will in his hand, and announced it loudly, but at this time the rain was too strong, and the crackling raindrops interfered with his voice, except for a few people close to Pengtai, most of them couldn't hear what Zhu Dongshan was saying, and could only see his mouth moving from a distance.

But everyone doesn't care what Zhu Dongshan said, today countless people came in the rain, just to see a group of traitorous ministers to give the head, until Dali Siqing took a bamboo stick, got up and shouted a "chop" word, and then threw out the bamboo stick, the onlookers were excited, one by one crowded forward, hoping that when these officials hit the ground, they could see more clearly.

Some people even took out the rotten eggs that had been prepared long ago from their arms, squeezed forward, and smashed them at the criminal officials on the stage, roaring in their mouths, and denounced the traitors for misleading the country.

As a result, more and more people threw things at the stage, and those who did not prepare anything grabbed the mud from the ground and threw it at the stage, and the crowd was excited, as if they wanted to tear the officials on the stage to pieces.

Not long ago, these people on the stage were all high, and it was almost impossible for ordinary people to meet each other, even if they were close.

But at this time, he knelt on the torture platform facing the people.

The insults and smashing of the people did not make the convicts feel the slightest emotional wave, but they just lowered their heads and faced their doomed fate.

The guards on the edge of the torture platform had already formed a circle, raised their spears in their hands, and forced the people back.

On the wooden platform, the executioner next to Fan Wenzheng spat a mouthful, put the torture knife behind his back, kicked forward, stretched out his left hand and gently pressed the back of Fan Wenzheng's neck, confirmed the position of the bone joint, and then let out a low cry, the knife flashed.

When the knife fell, it made a muffled sound like a sharp knife cutting into pork.

With a brush, blood splattered out of the headless cavity, and Fan Wenzheng's head fell on the wooden platform, as if he was still afraid of the torture knife in the executioner's hand, and rolled up with a rumbling voice, and with the help of the rain, it did not stop, rolled to the edge of the wooden platform, and fell.

Almost at the same time, the other executioners had already executed the rest of the prisoners, and more than a dozen heads rolled on the stage, except for Fan Wenzheng's head, four or five other heads also rolled down the stage.

The people, who had been in high spirits before, saw several heads on the ground, and they were all frightened and retreated.

Where the skull rolled, blood stains were left behind by the rain

A rush, quickly faded away.

Finally, the people cheered, Qin Xiao in the crowd looked up at the sky, the rain was majestic, many of the onlookers did not have umbrellas, Qin Xiao was also one of them, the rain had wet Qin Xiao's whole body, he just meditated in his heart, whether these dozen heads could really let the souls of the Xiling Revolution rest in peace.

Dali Siqing and Zhu Dongshan exchanged a few words, and both of them laughed, and then got up and left Pengtai.

The case of the Ministry of War finally ended with the landing of 14 heads of the Ministry of War, and for most people, this is the best result.

The responsibility for the loss of Xiling fell on the body of this group of military officials, and the public beheaded more than a dozen officials, which also showed the anger of the imperial court at the loss of Xiling, so people's anger at the loss of Xiling has also been greatly alleviated, at least in people's hearts, the saint is wise, and the culpability of the negligent officials has been investigated.

In this case, the Criminal Department did not involve hundreds of people like those big cases in the early years, which can be regarded as a proper handling.

The officials of the Criminal Department headed by Lu Junzhong did their best to investigate and handle the case, and their contributions were not small, and the sage issued an order to confer on Lu Junzhong as the Bo of Qingyang and reward 100 households, and other officials of the Criminal Department were also rewarded.

Lu Junzhong has been sitting in the position of the secretary of the criminal department for more than ten years, stable as Mount Tai, and has done many big cases for the saint, but he has never been given a title, but this time because of the case of the Ministry of War, he got the title of Earl of Qingyang, which is naturally something that many people did not expect.

Qin Xiao was not the slightest interested in what reward Lu Junzhong would get, he just hoped to meet Han Yunong as soon as possible.

The case of the Ministry of War has been closed, and the criminals have also been executed, according to reason, Han Yunong, who only exists as a witness, should have left the Ministry of Punishment a long time ago, and there is no need to wait for the execution.

But after the execution, Qin Xiao still didn't see Han Yunong return, so he went to the Criminal Department, but Zhu Dongshan came out to receive him, only saying that the case was too big, although the case had been closed, but there were still some finishing things to do, and Han Yunong could leave the Criminal Department in three days at most.

Qin Xiao was reassured, and his mood was much better.

On the day of the execution on the eighth day of the first month of March, the heavy rain poured down, and by the tenth day of the first month of March, Kyoto was once again in spring, and the weather began to warm, and the two cases of Hongling Zhenren and Fan Wenzheng have become a thing of the past, and there will be new things happening in Kyoto every day, and not many people are interested in continuing to talk about the past.

The loss of Xiling, after a dozen heads fell to the ground, seemed to have become an innocuous matter for most people.

The common people only felt that since the imperial court had already killed the military officials because of the loss of Xiling, then they would naturally find a way to quell the rebellion in Xiling, which was a major national event, and the court was free to calculate, and the small people really didn't need to worry about it.

For Qiu Niang, those officials were cut and had nothing to do with her.

All she wants now is to be able to buy a cruise ship as soon as possible.

February has begun spring, March, it is the time when the willows on both sides of the river are still around, and it is also the time when outsiders enter Beijing the most, and in March every year, it is the best season for cruise business.

This year has been a year of great news for the boatgirls in Kyoto.

The Taiping Society, which controls Raoshui and half of Luoshui, suddenly released a message that the boat can be exempted from paying the river fee if the boat is held in the river controlled by the Taiping Society, and once a tourist harasses the boat girl, as long as there are people from the Taiping Club nearby, as long as the boat lady shouts, the people of the Taiping Society will unconditionally go out for the boat girls

Head smack.

No one knows why the Taiping Society suddenly became so kind, but for the boat girls, this is certainly a dream thing.

After the boat girls on the Tsing Yi Hall knew the news, many people began to come to the river of the Taiping Society, of course, Tsing Yi Tang could not stop the boat girls from going, for a time on the river controlled by the Taiping Society, the cruise ships shuttled back and forth, and there was an endless stream, compared to the Tsing Yi Tang River began to be deserted, the river of the Taiping Society was very lively.

The other boat girls are busy every day, but Qiu Niang is anxious.

There are hundreds of pleasure boats on the Kyoto River, and each one has a master.

If you want to do this business, it is essential to have your own cruise ship, and there are not many ways to obtain a cruise ship.

The most direct way is to go to the shipyard in Kyoto to customize one directly, but the price of the shipyard customized cruise is not low, and after paying the deposit, it is impossible to get the cruise ship without ten and a half months.

In contrast, the most affordable way is to buy an old boat from someone else.

The old ship is not only cheap, but also very fast to pay for it with one hand and deliver it with the other.

Often some boat girls really can't hold on and sell the cruise ship in their hands, or some people want to change to a new boat, so they can only sell the old boat, so that they can pick up the leak and buy the cruise ship at the cheapest price.

However, it is not easy to buy an old boat in this cruise season, not to mention the news that the Taiping will waive the river fee, there are very few people who sell boats, but there are not a few people who want to buy an old boat to make a living.

Qiu Niang was angry.

At the beginning, her boat was an old boat bought for five taels of silver, and it was used for almost two years, but it was sunk in the Luoshui River by the people of Tsing Yi Tang.

Although Qin Xiao forcibly took compensation from the people of Tsing Yi Tang, Qiu Niang also received five taels of silver as money to buy a boat, but she could not find the owner of the goods, and a new ship cost almost ten taels of silver, but she did not have enough at all.

The terrible thing is that these days have not been able to buy a boat, so it is impossible to do business, the family has to eat every day, the capital of five taels of silver has to be used, even if there are old ships to sell at this season, because the situation is excellent, the price of the old ship is also rising, and the silver on hand may not be able to buy a boat.

Sometimes she wanted to pull out the books in Gu Baiyi's house and sell them, and scraped together the money to buy a boat, but she also knew in her heart that Gu Baiyi had nothing else to do, that is, to treat those books as treasures, if she sold the books, Gu Baiyi was afraid that she would not be able to live.

After a few days, the boat was not bought, the business could not be done, Qiu Niang was depressed, and Gu Baiyi couldn't see a good face when she went home every day.

I ran all morning today, and I really heard that there was an old ship to sell, but I found the door, the boat was much more dilapidated than my previous ship, and I asked for seven taels of silver when I opened my mouth, bargaining, and finally I didn't have six taels of silver to kill there, and I couldn't do anything, Qiu Niang had no choice but to return home, and kept returning to the door, and was still muttering that the man was greedy for money, and he must be unlucky this year.

When I returned to Kushui Lane, it was already a meal, and I returned to the courtyard a little tiredly, and I saw the tall horse at a glance, and before I thought about it, I heard a voice laughing: "Sister Qiu Niang, are you back?" I guess it's the meal, you should be back, I brought you some snacks. A man walked around from behind the steed, raised his arm, and carried a bag of pastries in his hand.