Chapter Eighty-Seven: Provocation

Today is the day of the execution of the rebellious ministers and thieves, the former first assistant Han Yi, the former right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, Wang Jimo, and the great traitor who took refuge in Jianyu, Ning Wan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Dozens of Donglin officers who had been famous for a while were locked in the prison car, all of them drooping their heads at this time, no one said anything, and the months of time in Dongchang had made them have had enough of torture, and the execution was a relief for them at this time.

But people have a nostalgia for life after all, and when they see the living people outside the prison car, they feel this feeling even stronger.

However, at this time, those people who were once ignored by themselves, but now they can scold themselves for being corrupt officials and throwing stones and feces on themselves, make them want to escape from here immediately.

If they could do it all over again, they might not want to touch the scales of His Majesty for any power, but at this moment, they suddenly realized that they were actually nothing in front of the imperial power.

Han Yi originally thought that relying on his students' support for Zhu Youzhen would allow Zhu Youxiao, who supported the eunuch party, to defeat Zhu Youxiao, who supported the eunuch party just like he suppressed Wanli a few years ago, but now he has become a prisoner, and His Royal Highness King Xin, whom he supports, has become his own prison officer.

Wang Jimo also wants to cry without tears, his family is a huge rich family in his hometown, with tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, if he returns to his hometown at that time, maybe he can still be a free rich man now.

People always don't know that they regret it until they are dying, but Ning Wan, who was escorted to the front and is about to suffer the heaviest punishment, is still smiling, and the saint hates traitors the most today, so for Ning Wan, Zhu Youxiao directly ordered the direct execution of Ling Chi's punishment, and it should not be less than three thousand knives.

Therefore, Ning Wan was not tortured in the last month of his execution, on the contrary, he still had a lot of fish and meat, in order to let him gain a few more catties of meat, so that he could be cut at that time.

The scars on my face have scabbed over Ning Wan, who is now a little rich, and he didn't dare to think about the pain of the newcomer, and he didn't care too much, and even shouted to Zhu Youzhen, the overseer who was riding a horse in front: "His Royal Highness the King of Letters!" ā€

Zhu Youzhen is not in a very good mood, he does not have as strong hatred and anger as Zhu Youxiao for these leaders of the Donglin Party who are about to be killed, and even many of them have become rebellious ministers because of themselves before.

Zhu Youzhen felt a little guilty, but he had already pleaded in front of Zhu Youxiao, but what he got was a burst of angry scolding, but he didn't get angry with Zhu Youxiao because of this, on the contrary, he felt that Zhu Youxiao was right, because when a person tries to murder you, do you still need to be lenient to him?

Zhu Youzhen knew that his imperial brother was not a farmer with snakes, and he was now getting used to obeying orders, even if the order was to let him do what he didn't want to do.

Therefore, he did not sternly refuse to be a prisoner and beheading an errand, but from the Dongchang prison to the vegetable market, he did not say a word to these people who had a close relationship with him.

On this drizzly morning, in addition to the people watching as lively, Zhu Youzhen and the rebellious ministers and thieves to be beheaded were surprisingly quiet.

"Do you know Lonely?" Zhu Youzhen has restored the false title of the prince, so he can finally use his previous self-title, for the traitor in front of him, Zhu Youzhen also has no good feelings, but when he saw Ning Wan and I called him, he still responded, and he and Ning Wan I didn't know each other before, but now this traitor recognized himself at a glance, and Zhu Youzhen was also a little surprised.

"The king of the world, except for His Majesty's own brother, who can be in the capital except for His Majesty's own brother, King Xin, who can still be in the capital", Ning Wan said with a smile and then asked: "Ning wants to ask His Highness about something, how long does Your Highness think you can live?" ā€œ

"How long will this king live, I don't need you to worry about it, you still have to worry about yourself", Zhu Youxiao felt a little funny.

Ning Wan seemed to want to talk to Zhu Youzhen, although he could see that Zhu Youzhen was a little impatient: "Your Highness thinks that Zhu Youxiao will really let you go because you are your own brother?" Since ancient times, the royal family has no family affection, if it weren't for the fact that his foundation is not stable and there are many crises now, I am afraid that Your Highness, you will also die with Ning today. ā€

Although Zhu Youzhen also knew that he was always a potential political threat to his imperial brother Zhu Youxiao, and he himself was mentally prepared to be cut down by Zhu Youxiao, but when these words came out of Ning Wan's mouth, he was still a little angry, and he didn't like to be seen through like this.

"It has nothing to do with you whether you die or not, even if it is as you say, Lone will not be a lackey for the Tartars like you!"

After Zhu Youzhen said that, he didn't finish talking to me again, and at this time, the place of execution had already arrived, and the entire execution platform had already been surrounded by the people watching the excitement, but fortunately, the officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Terracotta Division cleared a special passage for prisoners and criminals to walk.

Ning Wan, Han Yi and the others, who were kneeling on the ground, had mixed feelings in their hearts, staring directly at the pointer on the sundial that was slowly moving with the light and shadow in the sun, and silently calculated in their hearts how long they could live.

"The hour has come, execution!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the token in Zhu Youzhen's hand was lost, the two soldiers each pulled a prisoner and pressed it down in front of the executioner, but Ning Wan and I were different, I saw a soldier holding a sandalwood wooden sword, and a soldier holding a net and putting a set on Ning Wan's head, and began to strangle hard.

It wasn't until I was squeezed into a sphere by the net, and a lot of flesh protruded from the grid, that a sandalwood sword was also aimed at me somewhere.

"Oh my God! Why is this happening, I, Han, don't want to die! ā€

Han Yi and the others cried first, but before they finished shouting, they were in a different place.

And here Ning Wan I laughed out loud: "His Royal Highness the King of Letters! Look at it, Ning's today is your future end! Ha ha! ā€

Zhu Youzhen is now eager to stab himself directly, and this guy who keeps challenging the limit of his anger.

However, before he could finish laughing, he let out a tearing scream, and the executioner had already begun to use the knife on him.

The hard-mouthed Ning Wan had to plead with the executioner: "This benevolent brother, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, can you please cut off my heart first, so that I will suffer less torture." ā€

"No, someone has already made a price, before you breathe, I will get as many taels of silver as I cut you, although the imperial court stipulates that there are no less than three thousand knives, but I believe that I can earn four thousand taels this time, hehe."

After listening to the executioner's words, I really wanted to cry without tears, and I couldn't help but look up to the sky and shout: "Heavens! ā€

And the intense and prolonged pain also began to torture his body, and the painful feeling from the nerve endings made him even incontinent, he had to put down his posture and cry: "His Royal Highness King Xin, please tell Your Majesty, Ning is ashamed of his ancestors, ashamed of Daming, Ning is willing to be His Majesty's servant, just ask him to let me go!" ā€

"Your Majesty said that I don't have a minion in the Ming Dynasty!"

The executioner replied, and said: "Actually, I still have an identity, Dongchang!" ā€