Yu Mantou sat on the execution platform, his face flushed with excitement. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because this young man found that on his left sat Wei Zaode, a scholar of the Eastern Pavilion of the Ming Dynasty, and next to him sat Zhang Jinyan, the secretary of the Ming Dynasty's military department. The first position on his right was vacant, and the next seat sat Wang Chengen, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, and then the second general, Li Xing.

Zhang Jinyan and Wei Zaode talked and laughed, Wang Chengen and Tianjin General Li Xingyou talked and laughed, pointing out the country in the middle of the viewing platform. Only Yu Mantou, who was not yet an adult, sat among these big officials, so nervous that he couldn't say a word.

Yu Mantou is a middle school student, can read the newspaper and is knowledgeable, of course he knows how big these three guests are. Basically, except for the first assistant of the cabinet, this is the biggest official in the Ming Dynasty.

Yu Mantou was nervous there, when he suddenly saw four Tiger Ben Army Banner Soldiers walking onto the execution platform. The four men lined up at the four corners of the execution platform and sounded the horn. Then the drum beat on the execution table was beaten, and the huge cowhide drum made a "Tongtong" sound, which quieted the crowd of people near the execution table.

The audience below is not only the residents of Fanjiazhuang, but also the guests of the capital and the provinces. In the past few days, the inn in Fanjiazhuang has been completely full, and even the inn in Tianjin Acropolis is full. Fanjiazhuang held a grand event to kill the Manchu Emperor Dolgon, which was basically like the Olympic Games held in later generations, and attracted guests from all over the world at once.

But the crowd was quiet for only a short moment before applauding.

In the applause of the people, Li Zhi, the general of Zhengbei, the Duke of Jinguo, wore a unicorn official robe and a black gauze hat and walked onto the execution platform. He came up and exchanged a few words with Wang Chengen first, and then looked at Yu Mantou, the representative of Fanjiazhuang's soldiers.

"Yu Mantou, have you burned incense for your father this month?"

Yu Mantou's eyes were red, and he stood up and said, "Grandpa Guo!" I just went to burn incense for my dad the day before yesterday! ”

Li Zhi nodded, automatically skipped the two civil officials Wei Zaode and Zhang Jinyan, and walked to the main seat.

Seeing Li Zhi and a young man greeting and ignoring him, the two civil officials glanced at each other, their faces a little dark.

After a while, the Manchu puppet emperor Dolgon was escorted up. Amid the exclamations of tens of thousands of spectators, Dorgon staggered to the middle of the execution table.

Dorgon had lost some weight these days, and his face was very pale. He stumbled a little as he walked, and fell on the execution table with a pop halfway through.

In full view of everyone, Dolgon, with his hands tied, struggled to his feet and walked to the middle of the execution table. Still unwilling to kneel down, the executing soldier kicked him in the knee socket again, knocking him to the ground.

Dorgon staggered to his knees, closed his eyes, and burst into tears.

Huan Yihua, the general manager of the newspaper, stood on the execution platform and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, let the soldiers speak on behalf of Ma Boss first!" ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and they all said that so many big people were present, and the big guys didn't speak? Who is Boss Ma? Especially the guests from the capital, the second monk was puzzled.

Boss Ma stood up and walked to the front of the execution table. He knew that he represented all the soldiers of Fanjiazhuang, and he straightened his waist.

Seeing the warrior medal on Boss Ma's chest, the people of Fanjiazhuang quieted down. The guests who came from outside gradually felt the solemn atmosphere and stopped talking. The vicinity of the execution table was so quiet that you could hear the spectators' breathing.

Ma Boss is also a tenant farmer, he was originally a soldier of the Election Regiment, in the ninth year of Chongzhen, when the Duke of Jin defeated Yanguli, Ma Boss stood on the front line and endured the rain of arrows shot by the Tartar elite.

At that time, the selection regiment was different from the current Tiger Army, and the soldiers of Fanjiazhuang at that time did not have steel armor on their bodies, so they could not block the arrows of the Tartars at all. And at that time, Fanjiazhuang didn't even have a medical team, and several local doctors had limited medical skills, and finally Ma Laoda's right hand was suppurated by an arrow, and the whole thing was cut off.

Later, when he was awarded a meritorious person that year, Jin Guogong personally gave Ma Boss a Warrior Medal.

Ma Laoda later taught himself culture and was arranged to work as a clerk in the archives. Boss Ma has been conscientious and conscientious in the archives over the years, and has been promoted to the section chief of five people a few years ago. He thought that he would spend his life in such a dull way, but he didn't expect to have such a beautiful day.

In the cool autumn breeze, a fine sweat broke out on Boss Ma's head, and he was too nervous. He subconsciously looked at the Warrior Medal on his chest, and then raised his head and said loudly: "The right hand of my horse boss was shot off by a Tartar arrow in the ninth year of Chongzhen!" ”

"Without the right hand, there is a lot of loss, and it is difficult to take care of yourself!"

"But my horse boss has never regretted standing on the battlefield! Our soldiers in Fanjiazhuang fought to the death for this family, this country, and the Tartars. The Tartars slaughtered our people, drove our people to be slaves, starved to death and froze to death. As long as I can guard the homeland of our Han people and keep the peace of the people in the world, not to mention a right hand, it is worth taking all my hands and feet! ”

"Today, the Duke of Jin Guo beheaded the Tartar Emperor in Fanjiazhuang! We are proud, and this is the glory of those of us who have served in the army! It is the glory of Fanjiazhuang! ”

Hearing Boss Ma's words, the people of Fanjiazhuang under the execution table erupted in applause. The guests from the capital and Beizhili looked at each other for a while, and they were also quite generous to Boss Ma.

The audience in the back couldn't hear what Boss Ma said, but when they saw the people in front cheering, the people behind also shouted.

After Boss Ma finished speaking, he walked down with a red face. Huan Yihua walked up with a smile and said, "Please ask Yu Mantou, the family of the martyr, to speak." ”

In the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy stood up from the first row of the execution platform and walked to the front of the execution platform. On the boy's chest, a first-class hero medal shone brightly.

Seeing this medal of heroism, the people were quieter.

Yu Mantou stood in front of tens of thousands of spectators, feeling that he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat. He touched his chest and said loudly, "My name is Yu Mantou!" ”

The audience looked at Yu Mantou's Heroic Medal, and no one spoke.

"My father's name is Yu Fenghe, and he was killed in the battle of Qingshankou in the twelfth year of Chongzhen. My father loved me the most since I was a child, and my family used to have enough to eat until my father became a soldier. When my dad got the first month's soldier monthly money, he bought me two twist flowers to eat! ”

As he spoke, Yu Mantou cried, he wiped a handful of tears and said: "In the autumn of that year, when my father went on the expedition, he told me that he was going to fight Tartars, and he told me at that time that if he died, he would die for the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Later, I went to the official hall every day to inquire about the news from the front, and then I knew that my father was really killed in battle. In the past few years, my mother and I have been living in a tailor shop. But we know that my dad is a big hero. Every month, I go to the Baozhong Temple to give incense to my father's tablet. My dad doesn't care about us anymore, but I'm proud of him. ”

Speaking of this, Yu Mantou was already in tears, and he said loudly: "Today, the emperor of the Tartars has been arrested. My dad is worth it! He didn't die in vain! ”