Chapter Seventy-One: A Gentleman Dies, Confidant, Takes His Sword and Goes to Yanjing V

The pins in the main hall can be heard.

When Jiajing heard Yan Song's words, he didn't answer, closed his eyes in contemplation, and laughed angrily for a while: "This kid's arrogance is not grinding, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, let him kneel!" I want to see if his bones are hard, or if my board is hard! ”

On the Huangji Gate, on the marble-paved square, Yang Jisheng knelt on the ground sweating under the scorching sun, reciting loudly, asking the emperor to kill the traitor Yan Song, give up cultivation, and correct the roots of the country.

The Jinyi guards on the side all looked at him coldly, but suddenly saw Xia Mu walking over from a distance in sloppy clothes, and also knelt beside Yang Jisheng, and suddenly the coldness in his eyes changed from shock to horror.

"Big brother?" Seeing Xia Mu like an exiled sinner, Luo Kedi also hurriedly walked out of the crowd, sweating on his face, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here, Yang Jisheng is confused, you are also confused!" ”

Dao Meteor respectfully hugged his fist at Xia Mu and bowed: "Your Excellency the Governor is really heroic, I see that the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, all of them are little women, only the Governor and Yang Gongfang are big husbands!" ”

"Knife Meteor! You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and at this time you don't persuade adults, and you still talk cool! Roquedi complained dissatisfiedly.

Dao Meteor smiled awkwardly: "That,...... So what now? ”

Seeing that Xia Mu was nine cows and couldn't pull it back, Luo Kedi hurriedly said to the knife meteor: "You are looking at the adults here, I will go back to the house and invite the princess!" ”

"Okay, you go!"

At this time, in front of the Imperial Gate.

Yang Jisheng looked at Xia Mu who came to kneel in shock, and then smiled again: "Why are you so troubled in the light?" ”

Xia Mu sighed lightly, and then became happy: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat!" That's life! Brother Jiaoshan, you and I will die today, why don't you chant poetry before you die, and try to be rampant! ”

"The big husband can't make a seven-foot effort, when that's the case, he is a real hero!"

"Hahaha......" The two glanced at each other, introduced each other as confidants, and their unbridled laughter startled a large area of Feihong perched on the Huangji Gate.

"I only feel that the sky is collapsed, and I want to save Yuan Yuan with my bare hands! I know in the light, I know in the light! ”

At this time, Ning Yuan Bohuang knelt down, and the news of Yang Jisheng's death and impeachment. Like a whirlwind, a great earthquake blew in Sijiu City.

Literary talents such as the seventh son headed by Wang Shizhen gathered in the hall to praise Xia Mu Yang Jisheng's backbone, and Wang Shizhen and a group of ministers went to the Huangji Gate together, wanting to persuade them.

At this time, Xia Mu and Yang Jisheng only cared about chanting poetry, completely unaware that the onlookers around them had gathered more and more.

Suddenly, a heroic voice in the rear sang a poem:

"Yan Song has the heart of a traitorous minister, the Han Family Sect and Social Committee are all in the ruins, and the courtiers are all included, only Xia and Yang are husbands!"

Hearing someone answer, Xia Mu and Yang Jisheng hurriedly looked up, only to see Wang Shizhen standing in front of them.

"Yuanmei, it turned out to be you." Yang Jisheng was pleasantly surprised.

At this moment, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty looked at the Imperial Gate, only to see Zhu Xizhong walking out with a gloomy face, standing in front of Xia Mu, looking at him coldly.

Xia Mu knew that it was not good, his face did not change, and he smiled calmly: "Grandpa Guo doesn't have to be like this, he can think about it in the light." ”

Zhu Xizhong sighed when he heard this: "In the light, you have to hold on, you can have a way to live if you hold on, the emperor may not really want to kill, but Jiaoshan, hey, Jiaoshan, you should never scold the emperor!" ”

Yang Jisheng smiled: "Where did the grandfather of the country speak, we and other ministers are courtiers who assist the emperor, and now the emperor believes in the Tao, ignores the people, and appoints traitorous ministers to bring disaster to the country and the people, so we and other courtiers should wake up with blood, so as to be worthy of the two hundred years of the ancestors." ”

Zhu Xizhong shook his head, turned to look at the gathered Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and said loudly: "Yang Jisheng committed the following crimes, the crime is unforgivable, Xia Mu said wildly, his eyes were disrespectful, and he was dressed in brocade clothes and guards, and he was a hundred boards!" ”

"Prisoner!"

A junior colonel stood on a makeshift wooden platform in front of the Imperial Gate and let out a terrifying shout.

Suddenly, a team of brocade-clothed guards poured out from the three duty rooms next to the left door, and they put iron and wood shackles on Xia Mu and Yang Jisheng's bodies, pushing and shoving to the wooden platform.

Xia Mu saw a long table set up on the wooden platform, and Zhu Xizhong, the governor of the Jinyi Guard, personally presided over the execution.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were frightened, Li Mo stood in the crowd, and shook his head and sighed: "Guangzhong has a big deal this time, and let a prince personally take charge of it, which shows that the emperor attaches great importance to this court staff!" ”

According to Jiajing's will, it was meant to kill chickens and set an example for monkeys, and all officials above the fourth grade in the capital must come to the scene in person to observe the battle.

I saw hundreds of officials on both sides of the Huangji Gate standing in two compartments according to their ranks, all with grim expressions and without saying a word, Xu Jie was also in the crowd, but his face was full of despair, he was supposed to let Guangzhong save Yang Jisheng, how could he even think that he himself would have taken in, if he had known this, it would be better not to save it!

In an instant, a large number of Jinyiwei and Dongchang fans poured in, only to see that around the square, three steps, one post, four steps and one sentry, standing full of Jinyiwei and Dongchang people.

For a time, on the square, the wind was loud and the guard was heavy.

Zhu Xizhong saw that the deployment was completed, and then he was ready to execute, although he could not resist the emperor's words, but he still took care of it, and specially let people lay four pieces of felt on the brick ground in front of the wooden platform, and the Jinyi guard then spread a roll of white shuttle cloth on the felt, which is also the rule of the court staff, the person who was roded lay on the white cloth, and once the court staff was completed, the executioner only needed to drag the white cloth, and the person who was roded was dragged out of the square and handed over to the family members who were already waiting there.

At this time, Xia Mu and Yang Jisheng were escorted to the felt and stood facing the wooden platform.

Since Emperor Jiajing ascended the throne, it has been more than 40 years since Jiajing ascended the throne, and there have been four creepy court canes outside the imperial gate.

The biggest time was when Yang Ting and the "Great Etiquette" were punished, and more than 400 people were beaten together, which was a tragic incident that had not happened for many years, and then it was Xia Yan's time, Su Gang led the Qing Gang to help, and more than 200 people were sentenced.

The backbone of the civil and military warriors of the Manchu Dynasty was interrupted and frightened under this real battle, so Yan Song was allowed to bring disaster to the country and the people, and no one dared to stand up against it.

More than ten years have passed, and I didn't think that today's Huangjimen has ushered in another battle. Therefore, the civil and military officials, the six officials, were sad in their hearts, and the atmosphere in the square was even more depressing.

Zhu Xizhong is the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and he has seen a lot of bloody scenes, but today he is very reluctant to see this bloody scene, just because the person who was beaten is his very important subordinate.

At this moment, I saw Zhu Xizhong, glanced at Xia Mu, and sighed: "I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't want you to be a man, so it's okay, I chose this path, even if I kneel, I have to go down!" Xia Mu straightened your back, remember my words, the man bleeds without tears, and the iron builds muscles and bones without kneeling! ”

Xia Mu thanked Zhu Xizhong for taking care of him in his heart, nodded, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "My subordinates remember the teachings of the governor: men don't shed tears when they bleed, and they don't kneel down when they build their muscles and bones!" Because we are the guardians of the Ming Dynasty - Jinyiwei! ”

"Not bad!" Zhu Xizhong nodded when he heard this, then made a gesture, and spit out two words in his mouth: "Unload the flail." ”

"Unload the flail-" The colonel on the side loudly conveyed the order.

A few Ti rode forward, skilfully unlocking the locks and removing the flail. I only heard a loud bang, and the iron and wood shackles around the necks of the two were removed.

Xia Mu only felt that his hands were pulled up and clamped to death, and his elbow joints were stiff and numb, and once the flail was removed, their upward bent hands could not be put down for a while.

Xia Mu was sweating profusely in pain, and the iron lock had twisted people's arms, I was afraid that the muscles and bones had been misplaced, and it was not easy to put it down.

Wang Shizhen was on the side, gritted his teeth in pain when he saw the two of them, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee in front of the two of them, and said with tears in his eyes:

"In the light, Jiaoshan, as soon as you close your eyes and grit your teeth, your hand will come down."

"Brother Lao Yuanmei came over to help me pull it off." Xia Mu really couldn't put it down, seeing that the flesh and skin of his arms were already bloody and swollen, he was afraid that his muscles and bones had been completely twisted.

Wang Shizhen nodded, walked over, knelt down on one leg, and took out his hand to wipe the blood stains on the broken arms of Yang Jisheng and Xia Mu for Yang Jisheng and Xia Mu, and said:

"Seeing that you are fighting like no one here, Wang really admires it. The two of them were wronged by this, and they were still happy in suffering, and they were also real celebrities. ”

"It's not bitter," Xia Muqiang endured the pain and teased, "It's just that the handband is dead, and I can't write!" ”

Wang Shizhen saw that the arms of the two were bent, and she felt very worried, so she reached out and lifted Yang Jisheng's iron and wood flail up, wanting them to relax. Yan Shifan was not happy and asked Dongchang Fanzi to stop him.

I saw that Dongchang fanzi, paused with the whistle stick in his hand, and shouted:

"My lord, please stand out of the way."

Wang Shizhen ignored him, still holding the flail with his hand, Yang Jisheng was afraid that he would suffer, so he reminded in a low voice:

"Brother Yuanmei, do as he says, these fans are plucked from the dog's face, and they will turn their faces when they say they're turned over."

That Dongchang fanzi, with sharp ears, listened to this sentence, and relied on Yan Shifan's support, and didn't look at Wang Shizhen in his eyes, and suddenly kicked Yang Jisheng to the ground again, and shouted:

"You dare to scold, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death."

"Dogs, I'll scold you eggless things!" Xia Mu saw that this Dongchang fan was so arrogant, and immediately scolded with tears in his eyes.

Wang Shizhen hurriedly helped Yang Jisheng up, Huo Di stood up, his eyes were like lightning and he looked at Nadongchang Fanzi, and shouted:

"The lackeys of the Yan family's father and son!"

At this moment, a meteor suddenly crossed in the north, Xia Mu looked at the meteor, and felt that the limit was approaching, and smiled: "Rich and noble for me to enter the floating clouds, but I died before I got out of the school, and I was full of regrets, but God still treated me well, I didn't expect to be able to see the meteor again before I died." ”

"God has eyes," Yang Jisheng suddenly laughed wildly, "The actions of my generation are in line with the will of heaven, what a pity!"

The ancients used celestial phenomena as an omen. Yang Jisheng smiled, Xia Mu also laughed, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Jiaoshan, can you regret things in this life?" ”

"No regrets! What about Brother Light? ”

"Me?" Xia Mu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, "I have too many people who can't let go, I haven't given birth to a child, and I haven't been on the battlefield, I have too many regrets, but for the sake of the declining world, and the backbone of the scholar who was broken under the light and dust, I have no regrets!" ”

"Then we will be the last martyrs of the Ming Dynasty!"

"This comment is acceptable," Xia Mu smiled, looked down at the heavy ironwood flail around his neck, and then looked up at the blue sky with light clouds, and said loudly:

"Scholars appreciate their own blood like flowers,

The head of the royal family knelt and his heart was strong.

All men are mortal

The way of heaven has infinite ends. ”

When Yan Shifan heard this, he sneered in his heart, but he said loudly to the fan of Dongchang: "Since the two of them want to bend their arms over, you can go over and help them and do good deeds!" ”

Yan Shifan bites "doing good deeds" very hard.

After listening to Yan Shifan's words, he knew what he meant, and snorted angrily, only to see him stretch out his stick and slam it towards Xia Mu's chest, and the iron thorn was pierced on the prisoner's clothes, and suddenly pierced a few small holes, and even stabbed Xia Mu's flesh to the point of blood.

Xia Mu broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and looked at Nadongchang Fanzi coldly, his eyes were blood-red: "Dog mongrel, you waited for your grandfather to not die today, and lifted the lid on your head!" ”

When the Dongchang fan heard this, he came to the momentum, pinned Xia Mu's arm, and said goodbye suddenly, only to hear a crisp "rattle" sound, which resounded through the silent square. Hearing it in everyone's ears, their hearts twitched, and a layer of goosebumps arose.

But Xia Mu gritted his teeth fiercely, his trembling hands clenched tightly, he was sweating profusely in pain, and he didn't shout a word.

The six department officials behind him immediately shouted loudly: "Uncle's true husband!" The man bleeds without tears, and the iron builds his muscles and bones without kneeling! ”

"Uncle's bones, evergreen!"

"Uncle should be an example for scholars!"

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