When it comes to lifting the table, Zhao Huan, who has been professionally lifting the table for decades, has really never been afraid of anyone.

Besides, even if all the servants in his room are on it together, can he still beat Zhao Huan - the little white face next to him?

Hehe laughed, Zhao Huan turned his head and glanced at Yang Zaixing, and then Yang Zaixing ran out, and then there was a scream of crying father and mother.

"Yes, I know this is Chen Liu. And then what? A dozen people can't beat a little white face, what else can you do? ”

Just when Yang Zaixing looked up at the roof, about to count how many whirlpools there were on the roof, Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Also, didn't you mean just now how you are?" Come, now see who has more people? ”

As soon as he heard Zhao Huan's words, He Ji, who was standing behind Zhao Huan, curled his index finger and stuffed it into his mouth and whistled, but saw that a group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly appeared on the wall outside the courtyard, some of them pointed at the house with bows and arrows, and the other part was holding their own blades, and after jumping down from the wall, they directly controlled the entire courtyard.

Zhao Huan glanced at Hu Wenshan and Shi Zhuangyong, who were pale, with a smile, and said, "Now, who has more people?" If it's not enough, then bring in some more people? ”

"You're going to rebel!"

Shi Zhuangyong said angrily: "Although you are an uncle of the country, but you have transferred troops without authorization for personal anger, which is already a complicity in the crime!" surnamed Zhu, if you have the guts, then you will kill the official now, otherwise, you will wait for the official to return to the court to join you! ”

Zhao Huan shook his head, returned to the main seat of the table and sat down, and then spoke: "Join me?" The court asked you to come to Chen Liu to read the notice, how did you read it? Put the notice behind the drum of grievances, but read it out to Hu Zhixian alone? ”

"That's the official's business, don't worry about your Uncle Zhu."

Shi Zhuangyong sneered: "Whether the official is guilty or not, it is up to the court to decide, but your Uncle Zhu's sin of leading troops without authorization cannot be erased, I am afraid that the queen will also be implicated by you, huh~~~?" ”

After finishing speaking, Shi Zhuangyong also returned to the table, intending to sit down, but before his butt touched the stool, he was kicked to the ground by Yang Zaixing.

Even Zhao Huan laughed angrily: "I have heard that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, but when I saw it today, it was really so." What an eye-opener! ”

As soon as they heard the word I, Shi Zhuangyong and Hu Wenshan's faces suddenly changed.

In the pre-Qin period, "I" was a self-proclaimed word that could be universally applied, "Erya Interpretation": "I, body", the word I can basically be used by anyone, for example, Qu Yuan used it in "Lisao": "Emperor Gaoyang's Miao descendants, Emperor I'm called Boyong." ”

But after the First Emperor, the word "I" became the exclusive domain of the Emperor. "Historical Records: The Records of Qin Shi Huang": "The Son of Heaven calls himself I". Since then, the word "I" has not been used by anyone.

"Fake! You dare to pretend to be an official, this is a big crime of the Nine Clans! ”

After all, Hu Wenshan has been the magistrate of Chenliu for several years, and his political sense may not be as good as Shi Zhuangyong's, but when it comes to impatience, Shi Zhuangyong is out of reach.

For Hu Wenshan, it no longer matters whether the person in front of him who calls himself me is the official family today, the important thing is that he must be sure that he is fake, and maybe there is a way to live!

"And you, this person pretending to be an official is already a big crime of the Jiu clan, if you are mixed with him, are you not afraid of implicating your parents, wife and children in the future!"

Hu Wenshan arched his hand in the direction of Bianjing, put on a brave and loyal appearance, and shouted: "You are coerced by the thieves, this official must intercede with the official family on behalf of you, and the current official family is Shengming, as long as you are willing to put down your sword and tie your hands, you will be captured, and you will not be embarrassed to come to the official family!" ”

Shi Zhuangyong also reacted immediately, and shouted: "Not bad! The official family is Shengming, Ruoer and others are willing to put down their blades, and the official is also willing to plead with the officials! ”

Looking at the hard performances of Hu Wenshan and Shi Zhuangyong, Zhao Huan couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh anyway, he only felt that his heart was full of bitterness - this is the imperial history of the Great Song Dynasty? This is the official?

Li Gang sighed, went out to find water, washed the makeup on his face, and said to Shi Zhuangyong after returning to the house: "Shi Yushi, do you know the old man?" ”

Shi Zhuangyong finally couldn't play anymore, his legs were weak and he collapsed to the ground, looking at Li Gang with blank eyes and said, "Li Dazai? ”

"It's the old man."

Li Gang nodded and said, "Why did the imperial court let you come to Chen Liu, you haven't forgotten it, right?" ”

Shi Zhuangyong suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw like a drowning man, and shouted frantically: "I haven't forgotten!" Didn't forget! The lower official is going to read the notice! ”

"I only think about it now, it's too late."

Zhao Huan shook his head and ordered: "Take these two bastards down, interrogate them strictly, don't allow anyone to have any contact with them, and deal with them publicly in three days." ”

……

Zhao Huan sat on the law field temporarily set up in the center of the city, and after Hu Wenshan and Shi Zhuangyong were escorted to the law field by the soldiers of the Imperial City Division, Li Gang couldn't help but sigh again.

If Shi Zhuangyong honestly read out the notice, he wouldn't have to die. If Hu Wenshan hadn't caused chaos to the imperial court when he recreated the Yellow Book of Fish Scales, he would not have died.

But as the old saying goes, good words are hard to persuade damned ghosts, and these two people are killing themselves, but no one can save them.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, Zhao Huan took out a lottery from the lottery holder on the table and shouted: "Three o'clock in the afternoon has arrived, execution!" ”

After three soul-chasing cannons, the two executioners picked up the wine bowl and drank it, took another long sip and sprayed it on the ghost head knife, and then raised the ghost head knife high and swung it down vigorously in the sound of the wine bowl falling to the ground.

The two heads fell on the torture table, and then the bones rolled on the torture table, Shi Zhuangyong's head blinked, and the entire court fell into a silent silence.

The people can't applaud because they are not allowed to applaud when killing officials, so as not to lose the dignity of the court, but the excitement on their faces can't be hidden. As for the officials and gentry who were forcibly "invited" by the imperial city guards, they all forced themselves to look like traitors could be eliminated.

Zhao Huan took in the expressions of everyone under the execution ground, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and then secretly scolded the cheap embryo.

Officials, at all times, are under-trained, just like a donkey who leads and regresses, only a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other can make them honest and obedient.

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