Early the next morning, Chongzhen, who was dressed in a white dragon fish, took Wang Chengen and others out of the palace gate, first went around to the Chengtian Gate, looked at the progress of laying the foundation of the Martyrs' Shrine in full swing, and estimated that the construction of the Martyrs' Shrine could be completed before the snowfall. Then the group headed towards the entrance of the vegetable market.

When he arrived at the vegetable market, it was still early, and Chongzhen arrived at the restaurant that Wang Chengen had already arranged. As soon as he entered the restaurant, the shopkeeper of the restaurant came over and knelt down and saluted: "Chen Baoguo, Chen Baoguo, 100 households in the vegetable market street of the 1000 households in the West City, knock to see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!" ”

Only then did Chongzhen really realize what extent the Jinyi Guard's power had reached that had been abolished by that genuine fool Chongzhen in the original history. Just looking at the fat shopkeeper in front of him, with a harmless appearance of humans and animals, who would have thought that this shopkeeper was the hundred households of Jinyiwei? In this way, if you make good use of Jinyiwei to spy and collect intelligence, it is estimated that you can know all the information you want to know.

When Chongzhen went up to the second floor, the shopkeeper hung up the sign that was closed today. As for the restaurant, there are all the captains of the brocade guards and the fans of the east and west factories.

Emperor Chongzhen on the second floor, sitting by the window drinking tea, saw that the commanding heights opposite the teahouse were controlled by Jinyi Guard, and his heart suddenly felt stable.

It's just that while drinking tea, I thought of something else: Originally, the Dharma field of the Ming Dynasty was in the West Fourth Archway, and I don't know if it was changed to this vegetable market by me, will it affect the people who sell vegetables here? This damn mite braids hurt people, making me mistakenly think that Da Ming was also killing people at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Immediately, I felt that it was purely boring to this, and the common people could go elsewhere if they didn't sell vegetables here, just one street, and in such a big place in the capital, it didn't matter much. Thinking of this, Chongzhen didn't think much about it, just waited intently.

When it was past half of the hour, the entrance of the vegetable market was surrounded by the people who got up in the capital to watch the excitement.

At this time, there are smart vendors, carrying baskets, and weaving through the crowd. There are those who sell eggs, and there are also those who sell fruits and vegetables, and they make a small profit.

There are also petty thieves who want to open and make a fortune when there are many people, but some are discovered, and they have to be beaten badly, and then they are handed over to the soldiers sent by the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to maintain order.

Chongzhen sat on the second floor, looking at the hawker who screamed eggs downstairs, and also looked at the thief who was beaten up if he couldn't find it, and only felt that this was life, this was the picture he wanted to see every day, instead of calculating with those old fritters in the court - it's so embarrassing, Lao Tzu is just a programmer ape with an IQ of eighty, okay? Since it can't be done to play with the heart eye, Lao Tzu has no choice but to raise the butcher knife!

When the street arrived, a group of prisoner carts came in the distance, the prisoner carts were loaded with imprisoned men, women and children, starting with more than 50 members of the nine clans of Zhou Yanru, followed by the former military department waiter Hou Sui, the former Jinyi Wei Metropolitan Governor Luo Yangxing, the former Ministry of Rites Lang Qian Yiqian, the imperial doctor Chen Renzhong of the Tai Hospital and other people of the nine clans, plus the late former cabinet cabinet elder Ye Xianggao of the nine clans, as well as the old and young of the ten clans of the former Guozi prison supervisor Wang Mou. All of them together totaled more than 700 people, all of whom were chained in large shackles, standing in the prisoner car, and being carried forward by the prisoner car.

In the prisoner car, one by one did not see the usual elegance at all, and one by one they were disheveled and embarrassed. Chongzhen looked at it, and his heart was also quite relieved.

It's just that when Chongzhen saw several prisoner cars, there was also a young woman with Huaxin in her arms, and regardless of the public, she forcibly endured her sense of shame, lifted her clothes, and fed the child with white breasts, thinking that she wanted the child to be full before she died, and even if she died, she would not be a little ghost who starved to death.

Chongzhen sighed at the greatness of mother's love in his heart, and hurriedly gave a few words to Wang Chengen, who was standing aside, and then continued to look down after Wang Chengen took the order and left.

In front of the prisoner cart, the officials of the Shuntian Mansion opened the way, and the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division formed a human wall behind it to prevent anyone from ramming the prisoner cart.

followed by the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, but their faces were not very good-looking. Zhou Yanru has been given Ling Chi by the Jinyi Guard, and now the relatives of the nine clans of these people are inevitably dead, and it is inevitable that there will be some sadness for a while.

When the people saw the prisoner cart coming, they bought the eggs, fruits, and vegetables that they had bought from the clever vendors.

In the simple and even naïve logic of the common people, the emperor who exempts taxes and reduces taxes and removes the apportionment of marginal salaries is definitely Mingjun, and those who oppose Mingjun must be damned bad officials and corrupt officials, all of whom are bad seeds that are not regrettable to die, and their families and relatives must also belong to the kind of guys who should go to hell if they die.

So these prisoners are unlucky, eggs and vegetable leaves are better smashed, but what is the matter with those who smash people with turnips? This thing smashed into the head is a big bag, and it can't stop until he dies.

Chongzhen saw that the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division only formed a human wall, but they were quite polite to the people, even if they were smashed by the eggs, fruits and vegetables thrown by the people, he was not angry, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy, he only felt that his previous remarks about the soldiers were not in vain, and they still had some effect.

When I saw the black faces of those courtiers, my heart was even more refreshed - let you die well! Now you've got yourself and your whole family in it, right?!

It was not until three quarters had passed that the prisoner cart had creaked and rattled that the courtiers went up to the torture platform. Wen Tiren, the first assistant of the cabinet, Siqing of Dali Temple and Xu Xianchun, the freshly baked commander of the Jinyi Guard, sat in front, and the rest of the hundred officials sat behind.

Seeing that noon was approaching, the Siqing of Dali Temple shouted: "Verify that the person is guilty!" ”

Someone immediately went to check, and after a while, he reported: "Tell your lordship, everyone has been found to be correct." A total of 769 mouths. ”

When Dali Siqing heard this, he shouted again: "Bring people to commit crimes!" ”

Then the prisoners were taken off the prisoner car, and first ten men were selected from Zhou Yanru's nine relatives, and they were pulled over by the servants and forced to kneel on the torture platform.

Seeing that the prisoner was in place, Siqing of Dali Temple shouted again: "The executioner is in place!" ”

At this time, it is already near the end of October, the weather is getting cooler, if it is in the morning, the breath can become a white mist, it is noon, and it is also cool and swishing. It's just that those executioners with big shoulders and round waists don't realize it, one by one, they are bare-chested, and they hold a ghost-headed knife in their hands, and the knife is covered with a red cloth, so that the edge of the knife will not see the light. A total of ten executioners walked behind the ten men and lined up in smoke.

Seeing that noon had arrived, Dali Siqing shouted again: "Fire!" Beat the drums! ”

When even the three cannons rang out, accompanied by the sound of cannons, there were three drums.

As soon as the sound of cannons and drums stopped, Dali Siqing then shouted: "Noon has arrived, execution!" ”