Seeing that the sky is about to start winter, the north wind is gradually rising, the weather is cold and tight, even if the sun is still shining, but the temperature is already very low, the single clothes have long been unable to wear, but it has not reached the season of the upper body of the leather jacket, there is a danger of cold if you are not careful, but even so, it can not stop people from watching the lively interest, this is not, it is just over half, the entrance of the vegetable market is already crowded with people, not only on both sides of the street, but also between the windows of the second-floor windows of the shops along the street are also crowded, there is no other, Just because the annual autumn decision is set at three o'clock in the afternoon today.

Caishikou is located outside the Xuanwu Gate, at the junction of the West City and the South City, the reason why it is very famous, is that it is the place where the Qing Dynasty is out of the red difference, the so-called red difference, it is also simple to say, that is the three red - one is said to cut off the head, the blood sprays all over the ground when the head is broken, and the blood stains the loess; The second said that the executioner was dressed in a coarse linen and red head, his head was wrapped in a red turban, and the ghost head knife in his arms was unsheathed, and the blade did not see the sky, all covered by a red knife cloth; The third said that the body was verified and hooked the soul with a red pen on the spot, and the name of the executed criminal was viciously checked with a red pen, and the rest was a "click".

"Red business trip" is self-explanatory cruelty and blood, but the Chinese people do not seem to shy away from it, and they are good at it, full of malicious joy, while happily idle, while appreciating the cruel termination of other people's lives, it is really hard to say what kind of psychology it is, perhaps it can only be explained by the inferior nature of the nation.

"Bell, bell......"

It was almost noon, and in the sound of a desolate gong, a team of soldiers of the Criminal Department finally came out of the city gate hole of Xuanwu Gate, mixed with several executioners in red clothes and twelve death row prisoners in shackles, and the crowd that had been waiting for a long time instantly broke out into a tsunami-like noise, and the excitement was as loud as the applause before the opening of the big play.

Caishikou said that it was a special execution ground, but in fact it was just a large piece of open space, not to mention the torture platform, that is, there was not even a fence, that is, the soldiers of the criminal department drove away the crowd of onlookers, and randomly surrounded a vacant space of about ten zhang, and then set up two documents, one for the prison officials to sit, and the other for the incense burner and other things, to say how simple it is.

"Verify your identity!"

Although they arrived late, it only took less than half a cup of tea to take care of the arrangements that should be arranged in the execution ground, and as soon as noon arrived, they listened to the shouts of the prison officials sitting behind the copy, and the sound was like thunder.

"The hour has come, execution!"

After the pen post verified the integrity of everyone's crimes, the prison officer of the criminal department who was sitting behind the copywriter did not postpone any longer, glanced at the sundial placed in the corner of the copy, carried enough energy, and shouted loudly, the onlookers who were originally talking nonsense in a chaotic manner instantly quieted down, and countless people all opened their eyes wide, waiting with great interest for the good show of the head to the ground.

"Keep people under the knife!"

The warden ordered, and the executioner, who had been waiting for a long time, did not dare to delay a little, held the knife in his arms in his left hand, stretched out his right hand and took the teacup from the tray held by the assistant and rinsed his mouth, and then took the wine cup and took it in his mouth, and then shook his left hand, shook the broadsword straight, opened his mouth, and sprayed towards the broadsword, and then carried the wet broadsword to the first prisoner who knelt on the ground, and stood behind the first prisoner who knelt on the ground, and raised the broadsword straight above his head, and then horizontally, and the empty right hand was lifted up, and it was already closed on the hilt. Taking a deep breath, he was about to swing his knife and slash, but at this moment, a break suddenly burst out, and in the commotion on the sidelines, a group of burly strong men surrounded a young man in casual clothes and came out of the crowd.

"Presumptuous, who dares to ......"

Seeing that someone dared to trespass on the execution ground, the prison officer who was sitting behind the copywriter was angry, and slapped the copywriter suddenly, Huo Ran got up, opened his mouth without thinking and shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking, he had already seen who was coming, and his face suddenly froze, and he couldn't say a complete sentence in a dumbfounded voice.

The person who came did not go to the copy, but stood in the middle of the execution ground with such a big stab, not only that, but also divided more than a dozen people to the side without saying anything, and brazenly protected everyone in the middle.

"Xiaguan Autumn Trial Office, Langzhong Lu Kunpeng knocks on the little prince!"

No matter how the onlookers made a fuss, Lu Kunpeng didn't hear it at all, just after coming to his senses, the person was already burning from behind the copy, and almost rushed to the young man's body.

"Lu Langzhong, you are so bold, you dare to exchange death row prisoners privately, you can be guilty!"

The person who dared to break into the execution ground in anger was Hongqing, and at this time, he saw that all the prisoners to be executed had been successfully controlled by all the prisoners to be executed, and the big stone hanging in Hongqing's heart fell to the ground.

"Goo-toot!"

As soon as he heard that Hongqing opened his mouth to be such a crime, Lu Kunpeng was dumbfounded, and he really didn't know how to deal with Hongqing's accusations for a while, so he only had to swallow his spit.

"Come on, take off the top of this thief's embryo, Ben Baylor wants to impeach this thief in this chapter!"

Hongqing came here to make a big fuss, so how could he care about Lu Kunpeng's reaction, and he didn't intend to listen to Lu Kunpeng's sophistry, and with a wave of his hand, he already broke his throat with a loud voice.

"Wow!"

Hongqing gave this order, and two palace guards in civilian clothes responded loudly, and rushed forward one left and one right, and they wanted to take Lu Kunpeng down on the spot.

"Slow, the lower officials don't know why, please make the little prince clear!"

The slaughter of the white goose is a secret of the criminal department, although Lu Kunpeng is a prison officer, but he is not the actual person in charge, of course, he also took a share of the money, if it really happens, he Lu Kunpeng is categorically escaped this catastrophe, at this time when he saw Hongqing without scruples to take down himself, Lu Kunpeng refused to sit still, jumped up suddenly, and roared loudly.

"I don't know, hey, Lulangzhong doesn't shed tears if he doesn't see the coffin, it's interesting, then Ben Baylor will make you completely dead!"

The victory ticket was already in hand, Hongqing didn't care about Lu Kunpeng's dying struggle, besides, Hongqing also had to leave some time for the third master who was coming, and he was happy to debunk the trick of slaughtering the white goose in the criminal department in front of tens of thousands of people in Beijing, and completely straightened things out, because of this, Hongqing didn't forcibly order Lu Kunpeng to be taken down immediately, but smiled contemptuously, slowly walked to the row of prisoners waiting for death, pointed to the death row prisoners in the third position, and asked coldly: "Lu Kunpeng, you tell Ben Beile, Who is this? ”

"This ......"

Lu Kunpeng had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw Hongqing, he pointed out one of the three white geese, and his heart was empty, and his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at Hongqing.

"What? Don't you dare to say it, huh? ”

It's time for the bayonet to see red, Hongqing can't leave Lu Kunpeng with much affection, and no matter how ugly his face is, his face is solemn, and he has already said coldly.

"The little prince laughed, didn't the signature inserted on the back of this death row prisoner all state, Sun Miao, whose ancestral home is Shanxi, and now lives in Beijing. Sun Ji timber line's shopkeeper Sun Qishi's son, Kangxi 42 years in July while drunk to rob the people's daughter Lu, after being refused, blatantly instigated the servants to beat Lu and his husband to death, absconded in March, in Kangxi 42 November was arrested by Shanxi Taiyuan Mansion, immediately sent to Beijing for trial, the third trial has passed, its guilty verdict was sentenced to Dabi, after the imperial review of the decision, scheduled for today's guillotine vegetable market, the next official has already verified the body, how to send the pool to say, but also ask the little prince to teach! ”

The heart is empty, and at such a life-and-death juncture, Lu Kunpeng is obviously out of the way, and he is very impassioned, and the bet is that Hongqing has no empirical evidence at hand.

"Heh, that's a good point, according to Lu Langzhong's statement, is it clearly accusing Ben Baylor of being unreasonable?"

It was still early, and before the third master and the relevant people from the Criminal Department arrived, Hongqing didn't want to finish this big drama too early, so he wouldn't be in a hurry to refute Lu Kunpeng's sophistry, but slapped his hands with a smile and asked nonchalantly.

"Xia Guan didn't say so, if the little prince insisted on thinking so, Xia Guan would have nothing to say."

Seeing that Hongqing did not show any empirical evidence, Lu Kunpeng's courage immediately strengthened him, and he choked Hongqing-for-tat.

"Hey, what a guy has nothing to say, Benbel has a lot to say."

Hongqing smiled coldly, didn't talk to Lu Kunpeng anymore, turned around in a chic manner, and faced the death row prisoner who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed and asked, and asked indifferently: "Who are you, why do you die for others, if you have any grievances, just say it directly, everything has its own Ben Baylor to call the shots for you!" ”

"Villain, villain ......, villain is Sun Miao!"

Hearing Hongqing's question, the death row prisoner who had always kept his head down raised his head, and his numb face showed a little struggle, but at the end, he still gritted his teeth and thought that it was Sun Miao himself.

"Boom ......"

Hearing the response between Hongqing and Lu Kunpeng before, it was so gunpowder-smelling, and the tens of thousands of people who were watching were all whetted their appetites, and they all wanted to see the scene of revenge in the execution field like watching a big show, but they never expected that the death row prisoner himself didn't have the slightest intention of shouting grievances, and actually admitted his identity, and suddenly they all talked about it, saying everything, and many people pointed and scolded Hongqing and others because they couldn't see the scene of the head falling to the ground, and the whole scene was almost on the verge of getting out of control.