Shuncheonfu Prison. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When the sun turned from the east to the south, the innermost cells in the prison were once again engulfed in boundless darkness, the filthy mud walls emitted a faint stench, Fu Heng was like a coffin with thick dust precipitated, sitting quietly in a remote corner, sitting quietly.

Fu Zhongtang, who was in power in the Qianlong Dynasty, has now become a prisoner who closes his eyes and waits for death. He was mentally prepared for this, and when he decided to stay in Beijing and live and die with him, he knew that his life would be short. Now he naturally hates Chen Ming, but he hates Feng Yinglian even more. A traitor will always attract more hatred than an enemy.

There were four or five hundred people imprisoned in this prison, most of whom were from the Manchu and Mongolian banners, and only two or three percent were from the Han banners.

When they walked through Dongzhimen, the sky was not white, and they were sent to the cell early. Seriously, coming to this place that made them feel disgusting at a glance in the past, most of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

What are you afraid of when you are imprisoned, as long as you don't cut off your head immediately. Many people breathed a sigh of relief when they entered their cells.

People like Fu Heng who have a heart like ashes and have put life and death aside for a long time, there are not many of the four or five hundred people in the prison. Although immediately after that, they began to shout and shout that the cells in Suncheonfu were not clean.

And the Han people, those new banner people, looked at everything in the cell with disgust, and then they all wanted to kowtow to the jailers who guarded the door.

Wu Tai, Baolai, and Hasto ......, none of the Eight Banner ministers who were left in Beijing by Yonghui ran away, and they were all caught by Feng Lian. At this moment, the first two can no longer see the pros and cons of last year's righteous words and reprimanded Yonghui for moving the capital to Shengjing Fengtianfu, which was the great shore of the 'unfilial son' who gave up his ancestors' family business and disturbed the hearts of the army and the people. But Hasto, who was still two fierce, had a fierce light in his eyes, and if anyone in the room dared to show grief on his face, he would either pounce on him and kick him, or point at his nose and curse him.

"Boom......" came the sound of the cell door opening, followed by the sound of a group of footsteps approaching. The prison was so quiet that a group of soldiers from the Han Army entered. Liu Wu, who was the leader, glanced at everyone and smiled coldly, "It's really crowded." But it's okay, I'll give you loose fibers now. ”

Liu Wu had a smile on his face, but what he said made most of the prisoners in the prison weak. Because everybody knows what that means. They thought they had their heads saved!

"It's March 19th, and few of you probably know what day it is. Let me tell you, today is the death day of the 128th anniversary of the martyrdom of Emperor Da Minglie. My crown prince has a word, I want to use your blood to sacrifice to Emperor Liezong. No more, no less, one hundred and twenty-eight heads. ”

Liu Wu looked at the cell of the silent crow, looking at the frightened faces of those people inside, and his heart was full of refreshment. It's really cool, it's cool! Next, these people are probably going to cry and call their mother, which will be even cooler.

"Among them, Jianyu needs twenty-six heads. From the so-called 'Seven Hatreds' of the wild boar skin to the martyrdom of Emperor Liezong, in the middle of 26 years, you will have to have 26 heads. Chen Ming was originally preparing to be a traitor, but Xiong Bingzhang said that the Ming Dynasty would not be a traitor, so he turned his head around.

Fu Heng stood up suddenly, and Hasto was even more stunned, "Dog slave, you dog slave, you actually insulted my ancestor......" At this moment, there was really more than one Hasto standing up. Although Nurhachi means wild boar skin in Manchu, even fools now know that wild boar skin is determinatory and unpleasant.

"Hahaha...... Liu Wu laughed, pointing at those who were angry and scolding him, "Arrest them, arrest them all!" "Twenty-six isn't enough.

"No, no, no. Not for this. Fu Heng, Fu Zhongtang is right? You don't have to die now, it's not time to die. ”

The first thing the Fu Han army did when it entered Beijing was to seal the Forbidden City, protect the Hanlin Academy, the Six Divisions, and empty all the passbooks in the palace. In addition to these things that must be done, the first thing is to pay tribute to Emperor Chongzhen, and then repair all the tombs of the thirteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty such as Chongzhen. If he didn't immediately open the underground palace of the Manchu emperor, Chen Ming was already very disciplined.

Fu Heng's heart was like ashes, and now he was glaring at Liu Wu with fire in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the two soldiers of the Fu Han Army had already held Fu Heng, looking at Fu Heng's posture, he would have to pounce and fight with Liu Wu.

Hasto was one of them, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded Liu Wu, who just glanced at him contemptuously, "Smashed all his teeth for me." Immediately, the butt of the rifle made of willow wood slammed into Hasto's mouth. A mouthful of blood spurted out, accompanied by broken teeth, and Hasto's mouth swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liu Wu didn't know the identities of some of the people here, and the person he recruited to take charge of the prison was none other than Wang Jie. After escaping from Tanggu with Fulle, Wang Jie and that Dong He went on to watch a grand fireworks show called 'The Battle of Duji'.

Then I ran all the way back to Beijing.

When Yonghui abandoned the city and fled, neither of them left, and the two who were hiding chose to surrender voluntarily when Feng Yinglian was 'anyway', and then the two of them boarded the 'Feng Lian' at the last moment. These two people are a champion, a second-class leader, and Feng Lian is still very happy to accept the two.

It's just that although the feeling of gathering talents is very cool, Feng Lian has no good place to arrange the two of them for the time being, Dong He was left in the army logistics, Wang Jie was used by him to sort out the identities, official titles and other personal materials of these prisoners, and now with the transfer of Fu Heng and them, Wang Jie is also in.

"Who are the people here? How many yellow and red bands are there? In addition to the ones that have already been staked, how many are left? "Liu Wu wants to sneak out a few of these people, and the number of people is enough.

Of the 128 heads, 26 are full of people, and the remaining 102 are 80% traitors and 20% of the Mongolian military flags.

Of course, the blood of 128 people cannot be compared with the humiliation that China has endured in 128 years, and this is only a small and insignificant repayment.

After Liu Wu took care of the twenty-six Manchu bannermen, he ignored the hideous faces of most of the twenty-six people, and among the Manchu bannermen who were arrested, there was really a kind, and seventy-seven or eighty-eight of the twenty-six people. turned his attention to the Han Army Banner and the Mongolian Army Banner, "People who betray their ancestors and abandon their ancestors are not as good as pigs and dogs, and they are the most hateful and hateful." The remaining one hundred and two people, the Han army flag accounted for eight, and the Mongolian army flag accounted for two. ”

The total number of Han Army bannermen is only one hundred and twenty or thirty people, and everyone is like ashes, which is the ratio of three kills.

The only death through the ages!

Throughout the ages, how many people have shamelessly knelt in front of the butcher's knife. For example, Hong Chengchou, for example, those noble ministers of the Ming Dynasty in Beijing City one hundred and twenty-eight years ago, in front of Li Chuang and the Manchu Qing, they knelt so smoothly. Perhaps, for them, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was more like the Holy Monarch than Li Chuang, at least the latter could not do anything to openly torture the silver of the surrendered civil and military ministers. Compared to silver, what is the hair and the emperor?

In the same way, when the bloody butcher's knife is in front of these people, if you surrender, you can avoid death, you look at how many hundreds of people in this prison in front of you will kneel on the ground like bones, kneel and lick like shameless?

It's a pity that they encountered the Fu Han Army, the Fu Han Army that does not eat soft and hard. For the high-level of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the Fu Han army had already set the rule, that is, to kill.

Otherwise, why do you keep it? Are you still going to run out of some SBs who are proud of the surname 'Aixin Jueluo' like the ones he kept showing the lower limit on the TV network in his previous life?

"Qian Rong, Zhao Dingyi, Li Shuyu, Zhang Chun, Zhu Hai, Liu Shengjun, Xiang Cong, Qian Xixuan, Jin Daliang, Zhou Xuan, Xu Houchang, Wang Zuorong, Li Xinyuan, ......"

Liu Wu read out more than 30 names at a very fast speed, and there were exclamations in the cell, and the soldiers of the Fu Han Army on the left and right had already slipped out of the previous twenty-six Manchu bannermen, and now these soldiers, with the cooperation of Wang Jie, rushed into the cell where the Han army bannermen were imprisoned like wolves.

The prisoners inside were like rats that had encountered natural enemies dodging in a panic, and with the soldiers of the Fu Han Army rushing in, they cried and screamed one by one and hid to the side of the wall, the corner of the wall, at this moment no one would dislike the dirt wall of the prison wall was dirty, they all wished that they were the mud that could be integrated into the mud wall.

"The one on the left, yes, that's it!"

With the identification of the detainees, the names of the people were brought forward. Some of these people struggled in panic, some of them were like a pile of mud, and some were screaming like slain pigs, but what was the use!

This group of people was the largest of the prisoners of war against the Manchus, or they were originally old Han army bannermen. For example, that Li Shuyu, he is Li Shiyao's cousin, and the fifth grandson of Li Yongfang, the first border general of the Ming Dynasty to surrender to Jin. To remain in the world is a pure waste of air.

But after going to more than 30 people, there are still more than 40 vacancies to be filled in the remaining crowd, and the people under the Han army banner are less than 100 people, and the original one-third of the survival has risen to half now.

"Forty-five years away." Liu Wu didn't have the heart to quarrel with these banner people in front of him, so he pointed to the six rooms on the left side with his hand, "Go and check how many people are inside." ”

"My lord, forty-three."

"Then bring up two more here." Liu Wu's tone of speech was very relaxed, and his behavior was even more relaxed, as if the two sentences he said did not represent forty-five lives, but forty-five dollars.

With the sound of the door of the cell opening, the forty-three people in the six rooms were dragged out mercilessly, "If you still hold on to the railing and don't let go, then don't do it." It's going to die right away anyway! Liu Wu watched the soldiers smash these people with sturdy rifle butts, and rolled his eyes boringly, can he only use the butt of the gun? What is the bayonet in the waist for?

"Let go of me, let go of my ......"

In the first room on the right, there was also a panicked shout, and an old man who seemed to be half a hundred years old and a young man in his twenties and thirties to his weak body kicked out the others. And the soldiers of the Fu Han Army who went in were also happy, and the big hand of the eight-character big hand cut the hands of the old man and the young man on their backs, pressed them firmly, and quickly moved out of the cell.

Liu Wu didn't even look at it, so he was about to take Wang Jie to Timeng Military Bannermen, but he saw a flash of great anger on Wang Jie's face. "What's wrong?" Liu Wu asked Wang Jie directly.

Wang Jie's cheeks twitched, but his eyes were certain, and he still said to Liu Wu: "My lord, that young man is Zhang Lin, it is Zhang Qi, that is, the younger brother of the rat generation who is now shrinking in the northwest corner, his own brother." ”

Although Wang Jie knew that everyone in this prison would inevitably be beheaded, but a brute like Zhang Qi really deserved a thousand cuts. Wang Jie just saw Zhang Qi push his younger brother fiercely when Zhang Lin was pulling with others.

"Cut!" Liu Wu shook his head, this Wang Jie is really a scholar, this is a tragedy? Is this a brute? There are many cruel things in the world, especially in troubled times.

"Early death, early life. How long do you think you can stay in prison? Can you really survive? ”

"Bayinsan, Gyingaltai, Saihan, Bagen, Agudam, Manduratu, Arslen, Temur, Baolid, Harbara, ......"

For the Mengjun bannermen, Liu Wu's performance was more casual, he just took the list compiled by Wang Jie, read one name apart, and twenty-two people were quickly dragged out of the cage. Seeing these people begging for mercy like mud, Liu Wu didn't even have the heart to speak.

"What a loss of points! If Lao Tzu falls into the hands of the Tartars, let him kill him, and say the first half of the word begging for mercy, I will have no face and surname Liu. ”

Liu Wu really can't look down on the pair of mud-like Tartar traitors in front of him. One hundred and twenty-eight people were put into thirty-two large cages in groups of four and four people.

The car pulled all the way to Jingshan. In the twelfth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the coal mountain was renamed Jingshan. In order to recruit the soft bone worms of the former Ming Dynasty and form a good influence in public opinion, the locust tree where Chongzhen committed suicide was named the sin locust, chained with iron chains, and stipulated that members of the Qing royal family should dismount and walk when passing by here. The original tree was tilted to the south, and it had died, and it was replanted. There is a stone tablet next to the tree, engraved with "Ming Sizong martyrdom". In order to win people's hearts, the Manchus were also shameless.

At this time, inside and outside Jingshan, countless Fu Han troops had occupied various key points and made out, and Dehai looked outside and looked, and he didn't dare to sneak into the garden. He followed the prisoner cart so far, not to save people, but purely out of curiosity, and if he exposed his traces because of curiosity, he would be an idiot.

"Why does it smell?"

Chen Ming didn't change into the prince's robe, but still wore a military uniform. If Emperor Chongzhen really had a spirit in the sky, he would be even happier to see the commander of an army enter Beijing as a soldier of the Han family on the day of his death, and pay tribute to him, the king of the Han family, as a soldier of the Han family. Instead of honoring him as the crown prince of a new Han dynasty!

"A group of guts rats are scared to the and urine." Liu Wu's face was full of sarcasm.

"On the day of Emperor Chongzhen's martyrdom, the nobles and warriors who knelt on the ground to greet Li Chuang's army were frightened when they looked at Li Zicheng." Chen Ming looked at the monument in his hand, as well as the locust tree in front of him.

"Emperor Chongzhen was a diligent emperor, and the history books record that he was in his twenties, his hair was gray, his eyes were long crow's feet, he was well-dressed and fed, and he was dry at night. Shi Zhi said that "the rooster crows, sleepless at night, often becomes sick from exhaustion, and there is never a feast in the palace". ”

"After 17 years on the throne, he didn't have time to build an imperial mausoleum for himself, but he built a concubine garden for Tian Guifei, and as a result, a concubine's concubine garden bed became the final burial place for the emperor's body." It's very sad, it's very lamentable, but for many internal and external reasons, as well as his own shortcomings, he was unable to return to heaven in the end, so that Shenzhou Lu sank and the Han vein was cut off. Chen Ming always thought that Emperor Chongzhen was pathetic, but never thought that he was a good emperor.

In the past 17 years, he has changed 17 scholars and 50 cabinet scholars, and it cannot but be said that he has great deficiencies in political skills and governing ability. Chen Ming sympathized with him very much, and now standing under this locust tree, he sympathized with him even more.

"When the fortune of the country is lost, and there is no way to save the country, the sect is subverted, and he is martyred in vain, and he is sad; Suffering without humiliating his body is a martyr for the righteousness of the country. Accompanied by the sound of drums and trumpets, the three animals saluted, and Chen Ming prayed with incense.

Not far away, one hundred and twenty-eight people, arranged according to the three teams of Manchu, Mongolian and Han, all of them were gagged, and the provincial moth came out at this time.

Liu Wu's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and a sense of joy arose in his heart. "Behead one hundred and twenty-eight enemy heads, and tell Emperor Ming Si Zonglie!" (To be continued.) )