Just after the Dragon Boat Festival, Yangzhou City still has the residual warmth of this traditional festival, the incense on the doors of each house is still hanging, and there are dragon boats docked on the riverside.

But at this time, the entire Yangzhou city was boiling because of a piece of news, where the news came from in the first place is no longer known, but in just a few days it spread all over the city of Yangzhou and beyond. Countless people were either horrified or applauded. In short, this matter announced that Yangzhou City was going to change.

"Have you heard, that guy Cui Pichu is going to be beheaded in the vegetable market!" An ordinary person in Yangzhou said to the people around him.

"We've known this for a long time, and there's a bigger thing besides this one!" A young man dressed like a scribe in a long robe beside him shook his head.

"What? More exciting news than the beheading of the guard's son? It can't be! Could it be that Cui Shoubei also wants to be together? "Some people say it's their own speculation.

"How do you know? Could it be that the cousin-in-law of the neighbor's neighbor of the second uncle of your third share is also a jailer in the salvage of Yangzhou City? The young scribe asked, surprised.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a casual talk! As for the excitement like this? The person next to him said a little unbearably.

"Look, the prisoner cart is coming......," a man shouted, only to see a prisoner cart escorted by dozens of soldiers in the distance slowly coming, these soldiers were all wearing armor, and the horse lance in their hands flashed with cold light, showing its edge to the world. They all rode war horses, and the war horses neighed. The sound of horses' hooves shattered. Maybe they are not the most elite soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, but they are also the most elite of the 30,000 defenders of Yangzhou City.

"The prisoner cart is so big, is it really a person inside? How does it look like a mountain? "Some Yangzhou people have not seen the son of Yangzhou garrison Cui Guangliang. They are lucky because they have never seen this guy, so they have not been bullied by this gentleman. But they are also blind, maybe because other people around them say that this Cui Pi Chu is not a good thing, they also follow up and say that this crispy pig is not a good thing, but if one day Cui Pi Chu has the upper hand, it is rumored that this Cui Pi Chu has been wronged. Then they are also the fastest group of people who oppose the water.

"Don't you know that the prisoner cars are all specially made, and that young master of the Cui family is really too fat. Even an elephant may not be comparable, so the ordinary prisoner cart can't fit him at all, and this prisoner cart was made by Niu Bei in the past two days. It took a lot of labor! It's just that after this guy is locked up, I don't know when the next time a prisoner of this size will go. "A man who knows something about it is starting to get the best of the cow. This is the nature of Chinese people. Hobby sharing. It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with others, and they all want to share it with others. This spirit is known as 'gossip'.

"Don't care if he uses this prisoner car once or twice, anyway, my basket of rotten vegetable leaves must only be used once, this crispy pig, today I will reward you to eat my vegetable leaves! Let you make my dish strong that time! "This is a vegetable seller, who was bullied by Cui Pichu before, so now he is starting to take revenge. The wall is down and everyone pushes it, that's the reason. Maybe the Qinghe Cui clan and the Taiyuan Wang clan will make trouble afterwards. But at that time, who knows who, they can only settle accounts with the people who broke the father and son, can they still count all the people in the entire Yangzhou City into the scope of revenge because of the two dead people?

Therefore, these people are not afraid that the two big families will settle accounts after the autumn, because at that time, they can only find Niu Jianhu and Li Kuan, not themselves.

Because of this, these fearless people all carried rotten vegetable leaves, steamed buns, leftovers, these things, and were ready to wait until the prisoner cart approached and still the pig.

The creaking of the prisoner cart slowly moved down the street. On the side of the street, many errand officers were already splitting the crowd and keeping countless people out.

Inside the prison cart, the crispy pig who had not changed his gorgeous robe was curled up, although his head was fixed in the center of the upper part of the prison cart, and his hands were chained outside, but his huge body, like a thick pile of meat, almost filled the special prisoner cart. Others need to stand or kneel to keep their necks from being pulled, because of his high stature, this Cui Pichu only needs to sit inside.

His legs were clamped and pressed against the fat belly, the face of the former No. 1 young man in Yangzhou City was full of frightened looks, he still couldn't believe that His Royal Highness the King of Chu really dared to risk turning his face with the Cui family and the Wang family, and put himself and his father in prison. And no one is allowed to visit, not to feed himself, not to ......, not to ...... In short, there are many, many inaccuracies, which make this young master's life miserable these days.

He hasn't seen his father in the past few days, and he doesn't know if he can escape this time because he has been relying on him all along? He didn't know, because of the fear of the unknown, this eldest young master had lost weight in the past few days.

"Throw him ......" a voice shouted, and a handful of vegetable leaves were thrown out, which suddenly became the fuse for igniting the explosive package, and countless people responded one after another, perhaps among them were really bullied by the eldest young master, but more of them were those who joined in the fun, and these people were the real main force.

Handfuls of rotten vegetable leaves, pieces of leftovers with a sour smell and rancid smell, like hail in a summer afternoon, and like snowflakes flying in the cold winter, smashed towards Cui Dashao, who was locked in the prison car, which made the eldest young master tremble. So many people hated him so much, if he rushed up, he would probably be eaten alive by them. So he shrunk his neck in fright, but he was stuck in the prisoner's car.

"Dad, mother...... Come and save me! The eldest young master of the Cui family, who collapsed, began to cry and call his mother, with a crying tone, and even really shed tears, he was really afraid, these untouchables who he didn't bother to look at on weekdays, now they dare to hit themselves with things like this, this world is really against the sky, why did that prince dare to ignore the face of the five surnames and seven hopes, and arrest himself, why do these untouchables dare to treat themselves like this without fear of revenge from their own family?

His already fat-covered brain couldn't figure it out. Just when he was crying for his father and mother, he didn't know where it flew from a piece covered with white. Yellow and other mold, stinky steamed buns that exuded a rotten smell smashed straight over and threw them straight into his mouth. The crispy pig subconsciously bit it with its mouth, and there was an indescribable taste, like an old storage room that had not been cleaned, and like a coffin that was dug up after being buried for many years.

"Vomit ......" Crispy Pig spat out the thing, and the colorful thing with that smell landed directly on the wooden board in front of his mouth, and the smoky smell spread, making him feel even more sick to his stomach, and then continued to vomit. And in addition to this thing, there are also those who throw eggs and stones. Especially the ones that are still small stones, and when they hit him, it was a bag, and some of them were particularly damaged, aiming at his head and throwing them. For a while, this young master, who was originally the most arrogant and domineering in Yangzhou City, became a three-headed Jiao, with several bulging bags on his head, like horns.

It was good to be smashed out of the bag, in addition to the bag on this head, his nose was also hit, his nose bleeded, his mouth did not escape, and several teeth were knocked out. If it weren't for the crispy pig's quick dodge, his eyes wouldn't have been saved.

But even so, after a tour of the streets, the eldest young master of the Cui family, who could still see a little human appearance, was basically no longer human, and he was thrown into a dung pit as if he was thrown into a dung pit, with that pungent smell, and was escorted to the door of the vegetable market. This is where the butcher killed the pig, but now he is going to kill here, even though the man looks like a pig.

The executioner was already ready, and the bright ghost-headed broadsword was caught in the crook of his arm, the blade facing outward, wearing a red shirt, bare chest and breasts; There was a red turban on his head, bright as if it had coagulated blood. Behind Xingtai, a desk has been placed, Niu Jianhu is already sitting on it, and on the long table in front of him, there is something like a pen holder, but it is filled with arrows. As soon as the hour comes, and the arrow hits the ground, the executioner will behead the pig-like man for public display.

As the minutes passed, it was getting closer and closer to the time of execution, and the sun had passed the middle of the day, and it was already past noon. Three o'clock in the afternoon is the time for beheading. This world is the time when the yang energy is at its strongest, even if the person who was killed has a monstrous grievance, it will quickly dissipate under this blue sky and white sun, and cannot stay in the world. This is the firm simplicity of the ancients, although there is no scientific basis, but it seems to have a certain truth.

"Since childhood, Cui Pichu, the son of the Cui family in Qinghe, in the fish and meat township, the scourge party, because of the convenience of his father's official position, lawlessness, has now found out the sixteen crimes committed by Cui Pi Chu, all of which are crimes that cannot be forgiven. Come on, the execution ......," Niu Jianhu said seriously, and then pulled out an arrow from the pen holder in front of him and threw it straight out.

The "snap ......" made the sound of the arrow falling to the ground crisp, stirring up some dust.

"There is a debtor who is wronged, and I am also ordered to do things, and I am offended!" The executioner pulled out the sign inserted behind Cui Pichu, and then the ghost head knife in his hand pulled a knife flower in the air, and then cut it down with a knife.

"Puff ......" bright red blood gushed out from the neck of Cui Pichu, who had been decapitated, like a red fountain, and sprayed straight towards the white banner hanging high in front of him. It's just that maybe because this guy is not a high blood pressure patient, he couldn't spray it.

"In addition, there is still the original garrison of Yangzhou City, Cui Guangliang, because of the murder of Zongzi, and dereliction of duty to cover up the truth, and now by the judgment of His Royal Highness the King of Chu, Cui Guangliang Yangzhou City garrison is dismissed, demoted to a concubine, never hired, and because he has created many unjust, false and wrongful cases, so he is detained in prison and waiting to be released!" Niu Jianhu continued.

As soon as this sentence fell, it officially announced that Yangzhou City had really changed. (To be continued......)