For Yu Jin, Zhu Xizhong is still good to himself.

Promoted to a hundred households in brocade clothes, he has never reported, nor has he performed any dangerous tasks, and sometimes he has not paid the monthly report, but the salary is a lot every month.

When necessary, the token of the hundred households in the brocade can also be greatly improved.

Qing'er hesitated when she heard this, and quickly said: "Where to go, this is your own choice, but you are still a little ink, if you are not lazy, you still have a chance to get ahead." ”

After speaking, he added with some disdain: "Looking at your little arms and legs, it is estimated that you can't wield a knife, but I didn't expect that a person like you would be mixed with hundreds of households, it is really unreasonable." ”

It's a bit ugly, but it makes sense.

Yu Guo couldn't refute it after hearing it, those who can enter Jinyiwei are all characters with a skill, they can't do martial arts, they can't endure hardships, they can't fight hard, and their hearts are not ruthless enough, so it is indeed difficult to achieve great things in Jinyiwei.

Like the Jinyi guards around him, Deng Yong and Zhang Ben dare to fight and kill, there is a ruthlessness, Song Chenxi, who seems to be a gentleman, thought that he was a son and brother who relied on Zuyin to ascend the throne, but he didn't expect that he would be a god of murder as soon as he launched a ruthless attack.

is a delicate Qing'er, and she also has a magical hand.

Now Zhu Xizhong admires himself and has not sent any errands, if Zhu Xizhong steps down, the new commander may wash the old and replace the new, and then send himself to participate in those dangerous tasks, if he does not return, what will the old lady and little sister do?

Thinking of this, Yu Jin faintly made a decision in his heart.

"By the way, Miss Qing'er, what are you doing here?" Yu Jin put the topic back on Qing'er.

Good end-of-the-road. Abandoning the Confucian skirt and wearing a green shirt, the pretty maid becomes an entourage, it should not be a temporary idea.

A sneer appeared on Qing'er's mouth: "Watch the punishment." ”

"Watching the punishment?" Yu Jin said in surprise: "Which punishment is it?" ”

"Who else but the herb collector?"

Wang Fu?

Yu Jin looked at Qing'er's faintly excited face, remembering that Qing'er had gritted her teeth and said that she wanted Wang Fu to regret it, but she didn't expect her to really miss it.

Wang Fu also killed himself, that is, Song Chenxi had to give three points. He even teased her again and again, thinking about Yuan Wei's tragic death, he knew that this girl was definitely not easy to mess with.

However, Yu Jin still had some doubts, and couldn't help asking: "Doesn't Wang Fu have an iron scroll of Danshu, and can he still be moved?" Besides, the new emperor ascended the throne, isn't it the world? Isn't it right to be executed now? ”

Seeing Wang Fu drop two pieces of Danshu iron scrolls that day, Yu Jin guessed that Wang Fu should have used the Heavenly Dao Pill to get a lot, and then Longqing ascended the throne. Amnesty for the world, it's not appropriate to be punished at this time, right?

Qing'er said with some disapproval: "What Danshu iron scroll, the emperor wants you to die, even if there are more Danshu iron scrolls, it is useless." ”

Seeing that Yu Jin was still a little puzzled, Qing'er patiently explained: "Wang Fu is under the banner of collecting medicine, running rampant, bullying men and women. I don't know how many angry things he has committed, and the people of the Ming Dynasty are eager to devour him alive. The new emperor ascended the throne, pacifying people's hearts in the first place, using him to open the knife, conforming to public opinion, he could confiscate his family wealth, and he had a reputation. Why not? ”

"It's not difficult to break Wang Fu's Danshu iron scroll, that is, collect a batch of his crimes, condemn him to death, and when he takes out the Danshu iron scroll, he will immediately change another batch of charges, and when he has no Danshu iron scroll. Even when he died, it is not to be said that many meritorious deeds can not get a piece from birth to death, and a little Taoist priest actually got as many as three pieces, so it is okay, and the court can also take the opportunity to take back these Danshu iron scrolls. ”

I see.

It's really the emperor who is reliable, and the sow also goes up the tree, Wang Fu and Wang Jin just believe in the emperor's words too much, do things without scruples, commit many crimes, and finally get retribution.

Jiajing's expedition was the most restrained, and he did a lot of things that God forgave people for the sake of cultivating the Tao, and the people had a sense of anger in their hearts and needed an outlet to vent, and Wang Fu, who was notorious and hated by everyone, was a good object.

Qing'er said, shook her head and said, "Yu Jin, don't hide at home all day long, this matter is all over the world, and you don't know." ”

Hearing Qing'er's words, Yu Jin became interested for a while: "Hehe, it's okay if the Qing'er girl knows, when it comes to watching the punishment, I don't know what kind of punishment makes the Qing'er girl so interested." ”

Qing'er glanced at Yu Jin, and slowly spit out two words from Zhu Ben's lips: "Ling Chi." ”

Yu Jin tightened when he heard this, isn't this a thousand cuts in the legend.

Ling Chi was originally called Ling Chi, it is said that it originally appeared in the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and the official name of the punishment was in Liao, and since then, Jin, Yuan, and Ming have all stipulated that it is a statutory punishment, which is a very cruel death penalty. A total of 3,600 knives are required, and the culprit must be executed with the last knife to be considered a successful execution.

Ancient people were not tall in stature, an adult man counted 120 pounds, including blood and bones, but also to avoid vital organs to avoid his premature death, which requires each knife to be cut very small, the victim saw his own flesh and blood separated, which was a great trauma to the body and mind.

Only those who have committed the most heinous crimes will be treated like this.

"Yu Jin, do you want to go?"

"Go!"

Wang Fu first snatched the outlying islands, and then had to start with his own family, Yu Jin had long hated him, especially threatening himself with Yu Yu, which made Yu Jin angry, such a good opportunity, naturally could not be missed.

Anyway, it's boring to be idle, and it's not bad to see the legendary Ling Chi executed.

I wanted to call Shang Yuyu and let her relieve her anger, but when I thought that the scene was too bloody, I finally forgot it.

lest she have nightmares.

Yu Jin and Qing'er arrived at the West Fourth Archway at noon, at this time the West Fourth Archway was already crowded, the water was impassable, many people dragged their families to come to the front to be punished, and many people had a look of grief and indignation on their faces.

At this time, it was difficult to squeeze in and see clearly, but fortunately, Deng Yong booked a wing, and Yu Jin and Qing'er could see it clearly in the upstairs wing.

"Young master, this is a chilled sour plum soup, you can taste it." Seeing that Yu Jin's face was sweating, Zhang Ben handed over the sweat towel and sent a bowl of cold drinks at the right time.

Unconsciously, it was dog days again, at this time the sun was shining, the earth was like a huge steamer, and Yu went out and out for a while, and he was sweating.

In the hot time, a bowl of cold sour plum soup is definitely a kind of enjoyment, Yu Jin drank it in one go, and his original dull mood was shocked, and he couldn't help but say happily: "Yes, this soup is authentic." ”

"That's," Zhang Ben said flatteringly: "The sour plum soup made by this Zhang Ji Restaurant is a must in the capital." ”

Yu Jin stood up, walked to the platform outside the box, and looked at the crowd below, densely packed with human heads, one by one tiptoeing, stretching his neck long, like four ducks stretching their necks, surrounding the torture platform about one zhang high.

The houses, restaurants, inns, etc., all on the platforms and roofs around the torture platform were full of people, even on some trees, and there were also people standing, not to mention more than 10,000 people.

"Well, there are too many people." Yu Jin sighed.

Qing'er echoed on the side: "Yes, there are too many people, you can compare them with the lanterns on the Yuan Festival." ”

Deng Yong said with some schadenfreude: "It is said that after the Ministry of Punishment ordered Ling Chi to execute Wang Fu, not only the people in the capital applauded, but also the people near the capital came to watch the punishment, saying that they wanted to witness the punishment of this scourge. ”

"My lord, look carefully, someone is still here with a spirit card." Deng Yong added.

There is no need to remind, Yu Jin has already noticed that some people are holding some spirit cards in their hands, waiting for something anxiously, and some people are wearing linen and filial piety, they should use this way to pay tribute to their relatives who died unjustly at the hands of Wang Fu.

Yu Jin looked up at the dazzling sun, couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead again, and said: "How did you choose this time to be executed, and I don't have compassion for the people." ”

"My lord, this matter is very particular." Zhang Ben took over the conversation on the side.

"Oh, what's the point?"

Zhang Ben patiently explained: "During the execution, I was afraid that those who were killed would be unwilling and resentful, so I chose to execute at noon, which is the time of the day when the yang energy is the fullest, and any resentment will also dissipate. ”

Oh, I see.

Only then did Yu Jin know that there was so much attention to killing a person, but thinking about it also conforms to the thinking logic of this era.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Look, the brute surnamed Wang is here."

Suddenly, the originally silent crowd suddenly stirred, and people kept shouting and scolding.

Yu Jin looked forward, and sure enough, he saw two groups of soldiers opening the way, followed by a prisoner cart, and there was a man in white prison clothes, his head and hands were locked on it, and his hair was scattered, looking depressed.

Although they were far away, Yu Jin still recognized at a glance that the person in the prisoner car was Wang Fu.

In the past, Wang Fu, who served as a medicine collector, had a royal gold medal in his waist, followed by a group of freshly dressed and angry tiger guards, what a majestic manner, a little bit of grace, a little bit of fall, I saw that he was thin, his eyes were blank, and there was a look of panic on his face, he was simply a lost dog.

"Wang Fu, you dog bastard." There was a sudden loud shout from the crowd, and then an egg smashed on Wang Fu's head.

The egg was like a stone, a stone thrown to the surface of a calm lake, and the crowd boiled at once:

"Wang Fu, you brute, kill my daughter, go to death."

"Wang Fu, you said that my family has an elixir, and you will rip off my entire house, I bah."

"Wang Fu, who killed a thousand knives, saw that my daughter was beautiful, sent someone to take him away, and the scourge was pinched to death and thrown at the door, my poor pearl."

Everyone scolded and threw at the same time, and for a while eggs, vegetables, stinky garbage or something, they threw them at Wang Fu, Yu Jin could see clearly on it, the people who threw it were old cardinals, children, crying mothers, and angry men, just for a while, they were thrown to the ground.

Looking at the angry faces, looking at the eggs, vegetables, and garbage flying all over the sky, and then looking at Wang Fu, who was bowed his head and embarrassed to the extreme, four words appeared in Yu Jin's mind: street rats.

(To be continued.) )

PS: Pain, recently Kavin~