Chapter Seventy-Five: Revenge (II)

After the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, it was not just as simple as traitors everywhere, but now Chen Wen only needed revenge for the people of Jinhua, the people's hearts were unpredictable, and his strength was not good, and he naturally did not need to push those wall grasses to the Manchus for a while.

On the execution platform, Chen Wen was no longer there, but returned to the rostrum to sit down, and what remained here was the executioner's performance.

The executioner, the chief executioner, was a veteran of many years, and with the help of his two apprentices, he was quickly prepared. He then saluted the rostrum, then turned around and gestured to the people in the hall, which immediately attracted a burst of applause.

Cheered, the old master did not have the slightest emotion on his face, but strode to the "embryo" he was about to start doing, turned the special shelf upside down with the help of the apprentice, and then picked up a pot of old vinegar and squatted in front of Ma Jinbao, who was hanging upside down.

But when he saw the old master pick up the porcelain pot filled with vinegar, a burst of cheers immediately rang out in the venue. Ling Chi's punishment did not have this item, but because Ma Jinbao always used this to extort rich civilians, and the officers and soldiers under his command also followed suit, and many of the people present had been extorted by Ma Jinbao and his subordinates for family property and children by this method.

In the earth-shattering cheers, Ma Jinbao already understood what these people wanted to do, and in his constantly widening pupils, the old master aimed the spout at his nostrils and stuffed it in.

Because the two apprentices of the old master held down Ma Jinbao's head, the spout was just right to plug in, and then I saw that the handle on the pot was slowly lifted, and the old vinegar in the pot began to flow into it.

Ma Jinbao is a native of Xi County, Shanxi Province, and has a special love for vinegar like other old Xi'er. However, it was only for consumption, and the trick poured through his nostrils was what he used to extort money on a daily basis, and he never imagined that one day he would be so abused by those weak people who were usually at his mercy.

This pot of old vinegar that Ma Jinbao usually uses on weekdays slowly flowed into his nostrils hanging upside down, even if he had always been a vinegar addict, he couldn't bear it at all in the face of such a sour feeling from his nose to the Tianling Gai. But before that, in order to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, the officials stuffed a large walnut into his mouth, and could only make a "uh-huh-woo" cry for mercy accompanied by the overflowing old vinegar from time to time, but no one could understand what he was saying. It wasn't until the pot was poured out and it took a moment to settle before turning him over again.

"Look, Ma Jinbao's beast is still crying!"

"Really, this dog mongrel still has a face to cry, haha."

"He deserves it, how did he spoil others at the beginning, let him try it himself today."

"It's not that I don't report it, the time has not come, the ancients don't deceive me, the ancients don't deceive me."

“……”

Ma Jinbao's helplessness caused a huge cheer, and at this moment, Ma Jinbao burst into tears, and the brown old vinegar and secretions in the nasal cavity poured straight out of the nostrils, only after a slight deviation of the upper half of the lips to both sides, it flowed straight into the big sin that couldn't be closed at all.

At this moment, he finally knew how the people who were so scourged by him, and even killed by the scourge, felt at that time. Not only is it physically unbearable, but the mental humiliation makes the heart of this rich and glorious rogue even more humiliated.

This experience was enough for him to remember, and it was never like trying again. But at this moment, the two apprentices turned the shelf that bound him upside down, and then the old master lifted another pot of old vinegar and aimed it at Ma Jinbao's other nostril as if by magic......

The vinegar filling was just a cold dish before the feast, but this opening cold dish received great cheers. Countless people watched this Qing army marshal, who once ran rampant in Jinhua Mansion, did evil among the people, and killed people for money, suffered the punishment he was proud of, and the emotions that had been accumulated for many years burst out in an instant.

Countless people bowed down in the direction of the rostrum, and even some gentry and old men who were qualified to sit in the front row also stood up and saluted the Ming army headed by Chen Wen, because they knew very well that Chen Wen was never a cruel general who took pleasure in torturing and killing the enemy, and the reason why he was so was completely to avenge the suffering people in Jinhua Mansion, nothing more.

In the cheers of the sonic sky, the shelf that bound Ma Jinbao was straightened again, and the little official who acted as the master of ceremonies announced the beginning of the execution after receiving the signal from the rostrum.

On the table next to him, Ling Chi needed knives, cloth, salt water, and a few buckets of cold water and old vinegar to deal with the unexpected situation were all ready. Seeing an apprentice wipe the filth off Ma Jinbao's face, the old master immediately spat on his hand and slapped it fiercely on Ma Jinbao's heart, and then turned the knife and slice a piece of meat the size of a copper coin.

This is the first knife, which happened to unscrew the nipple of Ma Jinbao's right chest. In a whining cry, the old master held the first piece of flesh stuck to the tip of the knife aloft, while his apprentice shouted to the people in the audience.

"The first cut!"

After the first slash, the old master spun another knife in a symmetrical position, only to slam the second piece of meat to the ground as the apprentice counted it.

According to the rules handed down by the elders, the meat that was spun down from the first two knives is called Qian Meat, which is specially used to sacrifice heaven and earth, so the movements after the first knife and the second knife are completely different.

Because of the previous palm, Ma Jinbao, who was wailing, contracted after the slam on his heart, and the speed of blood circulation slowed down, so there was not much blood coming out of the wound. So the master took a cloth dipped in salt water from the other apprentice's hand, and wiped the blood off it, making the knife as if it were a new cut mark on a tree.

After wiping the blood away, the third knife was followed, this one was slightly different from the first two, although it was still the size of a copper coin, but the shape had been changed to fish scales. Because of this, Ling Chi also had another name in ancient times, called "fish scale cutting".

After cutting the third knife, seeing that the white flesh stubble was exposed, only a few blood droplets were dotted like pearls, and the master took a long breath of relief, and then immediately pierced the third piece of meat on the tip of the knife and threw it into the air. In the rules of the elders, this hand is called Xie Ghost God.

The first three knives are crucial in the whole process of the execution, and after a good start, the executioner can complete the punishment like a turnip. However, the number of knives is also important, according to the regulations, the executioner with one more knife or less knife will be punished, and even executed for it, and only the last knife pierced into the heart to kill the victim is considered perfect.

The execution is still going on, according to Chen Wen's understanding with the executioner not long ago, during the three days of the execution, every ten knives executioner will take a break, at this moment the old master is still executing, Chen Wen's rostrum is located on the side of the execution platform, so it is not clear to see the master's craftsmanship. However, when he heard that Ma Jinbao could only make a "whine" sound because a walnut was stuffed in his mouth, the civil officials and generals around Chen Wen couldn't wait to run to the front to see with their own eyes how Ma Jinbao was tortured and killed by this cruel punishment.

"Furen, thank you."

In this era, it is not popular to say thank you, you can't say it to your elders, you can't say it to your juniors, and you can't even say it to your peers. Because the Chinese pay attention to great kindness without saying thank you, the help of others must be remembered in the heart, and it seems light to say it.

But at this moment, Sun Yu still said this. Because the hero of the story Chen Wen just told is him, the ruins in the venue that are specially left behind are his former home, and even a tablet invited from the Sun family's back house is placed in the ruins. Chen Wen deliberately chose to execute Ma Jinbao here in order to help him avenge the monstrous blood revenge of killing his father, mother, teacher, and son, so that his parents' spirits in the sky could see with their own eyes how Ma Jinbao, an accomplice of the Jinhua Massacre, was cut by a thousand knives!

"Between you and me, there is no need to be so polite."

Sun Yu has always been Chen Wen's biggest supporter, whether it is training soldiers on Dalan Mountain, fighting hard in the south of Siming Mountain, supporting hard in Tiantai Mountain, or overcoming obstacles in Jinhua for most of the year, no matter how incredible Chen Wen's plan is, Sun Yu will do his best to help him complete it, even Wang Jiang, who obeys Chen Wenyan on Tiantai Mountain, is slightly inferior.

If you go further, if it weren't for Sun Yu explaining to Wang Yi for him at the beginning, if it weren't for Sun Yu confessing his heart and asking him to stay that night, Chen Wen would probably still be busy under Zheng Chenggong for the military operation to besiege the capital city of Zhangzhou. Of course, it is more likely that he has already done a job in this era of war and chaos.

Sun Yu successfully persuaded Chen Wen to stay in Zhejiang, and did his best to prepare military supplies and manage the place for this newly rising force, so to speak, all this today is what he deserves, and Chen Wen is only providing some convenience and comfort for his best friend in this era in the process of routine execution of traitors.

"It's a pity that Bolo's dog Tartar is dead, so it's really cheap for him."

Seeing Sun Yu say this sentence with a little regret, Chen Wen just shook his head.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty made countless bloody cases on the land of China, and the Jinhua Massacre is only one of the more conspicuous ones, and only those who have a preliminary understanding of that period of history will know, and more people in later generations have only seen the "Yangzhou Ten Days, Jiading Three Massacres" in textbooks, but they do not know much about other massacres made by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and as for those hidden in the depths of some historical materials, the more common slaughter villages, slaughter towns, and slaughter villages where the victims are often only more than 100 people are even more impossible to know.

Ling Chi Ma Jinbao, this is not an end, but just a beginning. Whether it is a relatively well-known traitor such as Hong Chengchou, Wu Sangui, and Shang Kexi, or a lesser-known traitor like Ma Jinbao, the accomplice of the Jinhua Massacre, and Wang Zhigang, the mastermind of the Shao Wu Massacre, or those barbaric butchers in the Eight Banners, as long as Chen Wen still has a trace of strength, he will not let go of these beasts.

"It's okay, Bolo is dead, but his son Zikexin is still alive. The father's debt is repaid by the son, and it is justified! (To be continued.) )