"Huang Eniang, if you don't agree, your daughter-in-law is willing to go with the emperor......" Arut cried. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't say such stupid things!" The Empress Dowager Cixi said sharply, "You listen to me!" He's gone, you're gone, you've got to give me a good life! ”

Concubine Hui heard that although the Empress Dowager Cixi's words were harsh, but she was full of love, she hurriedly stepped forward and comforted the queen softly, "Sister, don't cry, the fetus in the womb is important, the emperor has agreed, sister, don't cry." ”

After listening to Concubine Hui's words, the queen no longer pleaded with the Empress Dowager Cixi, but she still cried non-stop.

Empress Dowager Cixi didn't expect Concubine Hui to say such a sentence, she looked at this cousin and niece, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Sister, don't cry, the emperor has just spoken, I want you to live well, I want you to give birth to the child safely!" The clever Concubine Hui didn't wait for the Empress Dowager Cixi to speak, and hurriedly added another sentence, choking the Empress Dowager Cixi there for a while.

When the queen heard Concubine Hui say this, she slowly stopped crying, and just looked at the Empress Dowager Cixi with tearful eyes, her eyes full of hope and pleading.

With the strong heart of the Empress Dowager Cixi, it seems that she does not dare to face such a pair of eyes.

"Huang Eniang, you say, isn't this Li'er?" Concubine Hui came to the side of the Empress Dowager Cixi, took her hand, and asked coquettishly, as if to force the Empress Dowager Cixi to give a definite answer.

"Hmph, you're talking about light!" The Empress Dowager Cixi snorted, "Do you think that the queen gave birth to this child and ascended to the throne in the future, and you can also have the merit of supporting it?" ”

Hearing the words of the Empress Dowager Cixi, which seemed to be a reprimand, Concubine Hui's face turned white all of a sudden, and she hurriedly knelt down.

"Lan'er doesn't dare!" Concubine Hui kowtowed again and again. The queen's eyes on the side suddenly darkened.

"Lan'er begged the emperor to let her sister give birth to the child safely, not for her own selfishness. Lan'er just thinks that this kid ...... It's so pathetic! Concubine Hui said, tears also fell, "Huang Eniang, that's also your own flesh and blood!" ”

"Huang Eniang, the emperor has gone, if my sister doesn't have this child again, do you think, can she still live?" Concubine Hui stepped forward on her knees and stepped forward, grabbed the hand of the Empress Dowager Cixi with her hand, and said with a hissing cry.

Empress Dowager Cixi's body trembled violently, she looked at Concubine Hui, and then at the empress, and suddenly seemed to have returned to the time when she was young and served Emperor Xianfeng with Ci'an......

"Come on...... Empress Dowager Cixi burst into tears and gently patted Concubine Hui's hand.

"I didn't think that you two sisters could be as ...... as my sister and I did," said the Empress Dowager Cixi, choking up.

"Huang Eniang, did you agree? ......" Concubine Hui slowly got up and asked in a hoarse voice.

"If I don't agree to you, how can I get by with my own heart!" Empress Dowager Cixi sighed.

"Daughter-in-law Xie Huang's mother is complete!" The queen was about to kneel down and kowtow again, but was stopped by the Empress Dowager Cixi.

"Don't worry, you two, this matter will fall on me!" The Empress Dowager Cixi looked at the Empress and Concubine Hui and finally made up her mind.

The snow stopped at some point, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed, revealing a bright moon.

Under the moonlight, in the shadow of the branches of the acacia tree, despite the cold wind, there were still a few flowers on the branches, which had not withered, and swayed tenaciously in the wind.

At about the same moment, Weng Tongyi in the study did not fall asleep, and at this time, he was writing the diary of the day with a righteous hum.

“…… The Queen Mother summoned her, and there were many reprimands, but Yun Wu and others failed to fulfill their responsibilities, and their words were extremely long and did not remember. …… Gai Wang Qingqi and others are the attendants, all of whom were personally selected by the Queen Mother, what does it have to do with the teachers? Chen Yi, the imperial historian, once impeached Wang Qingqi for his bad deeds in the past, his father was a pawn, and when he saw the funeral, he went to Guangdong to raise funds, and he went to Henan on a business trip to Henan in casual clothes. How can such a person be used? And the Queen Mother was held accountable and punished for three years, which is really not for any reason. ……”

Hearing the order, Wang Qingqi sentenced Ling Chi to death, beheaded all over the house, and razed the three clans, which was inexplicably shocked. Wang Qingqi's vain discussion of the emperor's heir is indeed guilty, but it will not lead to death, such a heavy punishment, Shilin is shocked, but no one has a word to ......"

Under the same piece of moonlight, Lin Yizhe sat at the table, on a small piece of paper, written in thin fly-headed letters, after the words were written, Lin Yizhe read it, nodded, folded the piece of paper into a small Fang Sheng'er, sealed it in a small red envelope, called a close servant, whispered a few words, the servant nodded again and again, and then took the red envelope, carefully put it into his arms, and walked out quickly.

Watching the servant's figure disappear, Lin Yizhe's eyes appeared in front of the scene when the Tongzhi Emperor and the Empress Dowager of the Two Palaces met him for the first time when he saw the Empress Alut, thinking that he was so angry with the arrogant her at the beginning, he exerted a strong hypnosis on her in a fit of anger, but he didn't want to make her change sex, and the two also formed a good fate, and today he actually wanted to use this sneaky way to help her keep her child, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

But for him, it's worth it, both in public and private.

Not long after, this small red envelope arrived in Liu Chengyin's hands.

After Liu Chengyin took the red envelope, he did not open it immediately, but retreated left and right, when he was the only one in the house, he carefully opened the red envelope, opened the folded Fang Sheng, and carefully read it from beginning to end by the dim candlelight.

"Good man! Lin Kunyu ......" Liu Chengyin sighed and looked at Fang Sheng again.

"Sure enough, a good thought came out and shook the world of the ten directions!" Liu Chengyin said to himself, a pair of eyes that were deeply sunken suddenly radiated a compelling light, "I'm still worried that this matter is not easy to do, I didn't expect your solution to arrive so soon!" …… I think the emperor blesses this child! ”

After Liu Chengyin looked at it again, he put Fang Sheng and the red envelope on the candle and lit it, and put it into the copper brazier, and after a while, Fang Sheng and the red envelope turned into ashes.

Liu Chengyin took a copper tong, dialed the brazier, and made sure that Fang Sheng had burned out, so he straightened up, sat on the chair, and pondered how to speak to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

The snow that had been falling for a day finally stopped. The world under the heavy night seems to be frozen, and all life has quietly fallen asleep. Nearby and distant valleys, plains, forests, villages...... Under the reflection of the snow, it is covered in silver, and it is extraordinarily enchanting. On this night after the snow, everything is silent and lifeless.

Suddenly, a terrible cry was heard from afar, breaking through the silence of the cold night. The cry, like crying and complaining, if angry and complaining, sounded creepy.

A two-wheeled carriage travels lonely through the snow.

Gusts of cold wind blew in through the gaps in the carriage, the cold was biting, and although the Yuxian sitting in the car was tightly wrapped in cotton clothes, he still felt extremely cold.

She turned around, opened the cotton curtain of the small window of the carriage, and glanced out, and was immediately blown away by a gust of cold wind.

In the distance, the city of Beijing is still brightly lit.

The terrible scream rang out again, and she couldn't help but shrink in her heart.

"What sound?"

"Don't be afraid, girl, it's a dog, probably discarded by its owner, and it is wailing in front of the fence in the former village." The uncle who drove the car seemed to know that she would be scared and comforted him.

Thinking that his situation was like that of this dog, Yuxian's gaze towards Beijing City was full of resentment.

Just today, she was kicked out of the brothel.

Thinking of the misfortune she had suffered, she couldn't help but sigh.

Are you lamenting your own life experience, or are you pouring out the unkindness of the world?

The endless wilderness was huddled under the weight of the snow, as if it was reluctant to struggle even a little. The grass everywhere, the wandering bees and butterflies that come and go in a hurry, are now hidden without a trace, only those few hundred-year-old trees, still stretching their teeth of bald branches, like ghosts and longing, and like the white bones, adding a bit of sadness and desolation to the night after the snow.

The vast night sky, staring at the Nether Realm speechlessly, became more and more unfathomable. Behind the snow, the moon reveals its gray-white face, sprinkling cold light on the world, making people feel even more cold; With her companions, there are only a few cold stars, which makes her sigh at the loneliness and coldness of this cold night.

At this time, her eyes were so sad and resentful, and her mood was so heavy!

In the past few days, the two most important men in her life have died one after another.

These two men, one is Beile Zaicheng of Prince Gong's Mansion, and the other is Wang Qingqi of Yushi.

Both of them had offered to ransom her and stay with her.

But she never expected that the famous Cheng Belle would be killed by her father, Prince Gong, with his own hands!

When the news broke, she could hardly believe her ears.

What surprised her even more was her good friend Wang Qingqi, the "little Wang" who was also very famous in Willow Lane, Flower Street, was actually executed at the entrance of the vegetable market!

That day, as soon as she heard the news, she passed out.

Little Wang Yushi is the father of the child in her womb!

But the people who went to watch the execution in the brothel didn't seem to consider her feelings, but talked about what "Xiao Wang" had done to Ling Chi!

Yuxian once heard the guests say that the punishment of "Ling Chi" is roughly divided into three classes, and the first class will be cut with 3,357 knives; the second class shall cut two thousand eight hundred and ninety-six cuts; and the third class shall be cut with 1,585 cuts. No matter how many knives are cut, the last knife should be the time when the criminal is killed. Therefore, where to start the knife and the interval between each knife must be precisely designed according to the gender and physique of the prisoner. If the prisoner has been killed without enough knives, or if the prisoner has not died after cutting enough knives, it is considered the executioner's mistake. The minimum measure of the perfect Ling Chi sentence is that the size of the cut meat must be equal, and even if it is weighed on the pole, there should not be too much error. This requires that the executioner must be calm and calm when executing, not only to be careful as a hair, but also to be decisive; It is like a big girl embroidering flowers, and it is like a butcher killing a donkey. Any indecision, any impetuousness, will distort the movements of the hands. It's not easy to do that. Because the muscles of the human body, the tightness and texture of each part are not different, the purpose of the target and the amount of force used under the knife are all based on a subconscious grasp. Genius executioners, such as Gao Taoye and Zhang Tangye, cut with their hearts and eyes, not with knives and hands. Therefore, throughout the ages, tens of millions of cases of Ling Chi's punishment have been executed, and there are almost no that can truly be called perfect masterpieces. The general idea is to cut people to death. So later, the number of Ling Chi's knives decreased. Extended to this dynasty, 500 knives is the highest number of knives. But those who can complete these 500 knives are also rare. The executioner in the lobby of the criminal department, out of deference to this ancient and sacred profession, is still meticulously acting in accordance with the ancient methods, and when he arrives at the province, government, prefecture, and county, there are many people who are engaged in this profession, and most of them are gangsters.

An authentic executioner Ling Chi master, in order to practice a hand Ling Chi unique skills, the executioner of the prison department and the big butcher shop generally established a close relationship, and when the off-season of execution, the master took them to the butcher shop to volunteer to help. They don't know how many fat pigs, sliced into bun filling, and finally practiced the same accurate hand and eye kung fu as a scale, saying that cutting a catty, a knife down, will never be fifteen taels......

The words that the guests were talking to her back then made her terrified when she thought about it.

It was still dawn that day, and the decree of execution was issued, and the order was carried out on the same day, and an official of the department immediately ordered the relevant people to be served; Escort the prisoners to the entrance of the vegetable market. According to the usual practice, the beheading was under the west archway, and Ling Chi was under the east archway, so that morning, a group of servants set up a shed next to the east archway, which was for the supervisors and officials to sit here, and a thick wooden pole with a fork on the top was erected in front of the shed. Soon after, the executioners arrived, each with a small basket with hooks and blades. The executioners took out iron hooks and sharp blades, etc., and sharpened them on the sand. At the end of the day, the prison officer took the lieutenant and the servant to escort Wang Qingqi to the execution ground. Wang Qingqi was temporarily parked under the South Pai Tower, he sat in a big basket, did not wear a headscarf or shoes and socks, sat dejectedly, and said nothing. At this time, the onlookers were crowded, blocking the surrounding roads and empty fields, and the roofs of nearby houses were full of people. One of the officials said that the magistrate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had not yet arrived, and that he had to pause for a moment, and as he spoke, the magistrate came from his entourage and hugged him, and separated the dense crowd and came here. When he was seated, he read the decree aloud, and because of the noise of the people around him, what he was saying could not be heard clearly, except that his last sentence was: "According to the law, you should cut as many knives as you want." The executioners echoed in unison, and the sound was like thunder, and the onlookers were all frightened, and their legs trembled.

Only three cannon shots were heard, after which the execution began. The crowd became even more agitated, and some of the people who climbed on the house stood up and craned their necks to see how the executioner was chopping people. However, due to the dense crowd of people in the vicinity, the scene of the execution could not be seen from a little distance. After a long time, I saw a rope hanging from the forked thick wooden pole, and someone pulled the rope behind the wooden pole, and at the other end of the rope hung an object, dripping with blood, which turned out to be a human lung and liver, and hung it all the way to the highest part of the pole. This means that the prisoner's flesh has been cut off, and the internal organs have been dissected. After a while, the rope on the wooden pole was lowered, the liver and lungs were removed, and a human head was hoisted, which showed that Wang Qingqi's head had been cut off and hung for public display. Then, Wang Qingqi's body was also hung up, so that his chest was against the wooden pole, and his back was facing everyone, and everyone saw that the muscles on his back were cut into strands, but they were not cut off, and thousands of them were densely clustered, like hedgehogs. At this time, Ling Chi's execution was over, and two lieutenants were dancing red flags and galloping east on fast horses. Later, an executioner took down Wang Qingqi's body and sold the meat on his body one by one, and it is said that those people bought these flesh as raw materials for the preparation of scabies medicine......

Listening to the terrible scene told by these boring spectators, Yuxian was heartbroken to death.

Yuxian once wanted to collect Wang Qingqi's bones, but was desperately stopped by the bustard's mother.

The bustard's mother told her that Wang Qingqi was a Qin criminal, who committed the great crime of beheading all over the house, and razed the three tribes. It was because he did not give an account of what happened to other prisoners in the same way on the execution ground, because there was no one to confess!

The bustard's mother also told her that Wang Qingqi was the empress dowager's adulterous affair with a minister named Lin Yizhe, who angered the empress dowager, and that was the reason for this felony.

From that moment on, Yuxian remembered the name "Lin Yizhe".

It was this person who completely ruined her life and plunged her into the current situation of no return!

Although Yuxian used to be the top brand of the brothel, and even if she was pregnant with the child of Xiao Wang Yushi, she was also favored, but after the tragic deaths of Zaicheng and Wang Qingqi one after another, she was regarded as an ominous woman, and no guests were willing to patronize it.

In this case, the bustard's mother gave her only 50 taels of silver and swept her away......

She knew that from now on, there was one more important thing she had to do!

Avenge the death of your "husband"!

Gradually, the cart finally reached the end of her journey, quietly disappearing at the edge of the wilderness, and all that remained was a blue-gray echo rippling in the sky. After a while, I saw that the mysterious fish white began to spread from the east, like a gentle veil covering the whole earth. The chill is even stronger. The snow on the branches has unconsciously condensed into crystalline ice.

In the eyes of the poets, the picturesque night was a time of horror and trembling and torment! Her clothes were wet, and her little feet were frozen; The biting cold wind rushed back and forth in the wilderness, raging and swaying the cart from side to side; Her sleepy eyes had just closed, and a cold had awakened her; …… She just shuddered, shivered, and stared melancholy at the white field, hoping that the long night would come to an early end, in exchange for a dawn full of hope......