Out of the Xuanwu Gate, to the south walked through the moat, and then walked a distance, to a crossroads, here is the law field since the Northern Ming Dynasty, every autumn after the court trial, when there are many executions in Beijing, from east to west, the executioner holds a knife, from east to west in order to behead, the prisoner is killed, the body is carried away, the blood stain is covered by the loess pad, then there are people selling vegetables here, the business is prosperous, so the vegetable market mouth is named after this.

From Xuanwumen to Caishikou, this distance is two miles, this section of the road is full of hotels, shops, usually very lively, today to catch up with the killing, it is crowded, shoulder to shoulder, the idlers of the four or nine cities are all around to see the beheading, there is no healthy and upward entertainment in those years, except for eating, drinking, watching plays, prostitution, gambling is the Caishikou to see the beheading, thrilling and bloody, you can get great sensory satisfaction, and more importantly, you don't need to spend a copper plate.

So today, from the early morning, the idlers began to wait, the teahouses around the entrance of the vegetable market were full of spectators, ordered melon seeds and tea, and slowly spent their time, chatting while waiting for the arrival of that wonderful moment.

The Juyou Teahouse next to the entrance of the vegetable market can just be seen, and the second floor in the center of the execution ground is full of guests, and the young man is running back and forth quickly with a big teapot, and he is very busy, and as soon as he encounters murder, their business here is very good.

"The third master hasn't seen you for a few days, how can you be idle today?" In the teahouse, a middle-aged flag man in a robe and a horse coat greeted another guard with a smile.

"Isn't this the fifth master of the turtle, isn't it, today at the entrance of the vegetable market, there will be anti-thieves, I can't come to see the excitement, see if these Han people will have the courage to oppose our Qing Dynasty in the future." The judge replied in a Beijing accent while teasing the golden silk bird in the cage.

"I heard that it was a family in Wanping County that was killed today, I really don't know how they Han people think about what is bad about the Qing Dynasty, and how they think about rebellion all day long."

"Those thieves just owe them to cut him ten or eight every day." There was a handsome little guy on the table next to him, and when he heard the conversation between the two flag men, his eyebrows were raised and he was about to stand up, but he was immediately stopped by the people around him.

"Wen Pei! Be calm, and don't let a small mistake be a big one. Song Ziyue said calmly, he was wearing a white robe today, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking very dashing, and the scholar standing behind him was holding a sword and a guqin in his hand.

Around the table were the young heroes of the Heaven and Earth Society, and at this time, they were all obeying the orders of the eldest brother Song Ziyue.

Song Ziyue's mood is very complicated, some nervousness, some pride, and a little bit of horror, this feeling of being a leader is really good, and the girl I have always liked is sitting next to her, so obedient and cooperative, but for the sake of greater interests, I have to betray these people...... Juyou Teahouse is the temporary headquarters of the Tiandihui death squad, here the view is good, it is convenient to give orders, the surrounding streets and alleys are full of heroes of the death squad, in order not to attract attention, the weapons are placed in several carts, the heroes are bare-handed, pretending to watch the lively idlers, squatting on the side of the road, waiting for the arrival of the prisoner car.

In the inner city Xuanwu Gate, a thousand soldiers of the Shenji Battalion holding secret weapons are quietly waiting for the order, and the other thousand cavalry of the Xiaocai Battalion are also waiting quietly, the mouths of the war horses are placed in the mouths of chews can not neigh, these two troops are subordinate to the elite force of the Zhenghuang Banner, the generals wearing yellow cloth copper ingot armor straighten their waists and sit on the Hu bed (folding bench), their eyes are staring at the flag on the city wall, as long as the order from the side of the vegetable market is together, the city gate will be opened, and the thieves will be wiped out, just now a new order came from the palace, requiring the soldiers to be sure not to have the kindness of a woman, in the spirit of rather killing a thousand wrong, than letting go of one, to suppress this riot。

The general in charge of commanding them is the old general Shi Lun, the commander of the Zhenghuang Banner, who is calm and composed, wiping his saber on the tower of Xuanwu Gate, and there is a clairvoyant mirror and a delicate short fire gun on the table, this advanced weapon that can penetrate armor is the military aircraft department with the technology stolen from Nanming, and the power of imitation makes Shi Lun very satisfied, and the two hundred made by the firearms workshop of the military department are all equipped with the Shenji Battalion, and I heard his son Shi Erkang say that the guards in the palace are not equipped.

There was still an hour before noon, and several prisoner cars were launched in the prison of the Criminal Department, Dai Zhongying, who was scattered in the first car, his white head and face scars were almost unrecognizable, this old hero who had been proud of the rivers and lakes, Dai Wenlong's children, and other people in Daijiazhuang were locked in the back of the prisoner car, and the wooden wheels wrapped in iron hoops marched on the stone floor, and the two teams of criminal department officials were accompanying them, and the people who were watching along the way all pointed and pointed at the prisoners in the prisoner car, and scolded endlessly, it is no wonder that the residents in the inner city are either banner people or hardcore traitors, so they will not have the slightest mercy for the death of the Dai family。

The prisoner car passed through the Xuanwu Gate under the scolding of the people, and crossed the common name

The moat of the Xuanwu Gate of the "Broken Soul Bridge" went to the entrance of the vegetable market, and Shi Lun on the city tower looked at the prisoner car in the distance, put the saber into the scabbard, put on the helmet and said: "All departments check the equipment and prepare to attack!" "Out of the Xuanwu Gate is the outer city, there are more Han people living here, most of the Han people still have respect for the heroes who oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, but because of the harsh punishment of the imperial court, everyone does not dare to show the slightest sympathy, can only silently watch the prisoner car pass by.

On the second floor of the Juyou Teahouse

"Death row prisoners are out of the city!" There was a sharp-eyed shout, Dai Wenpei, who was dressed in men's clothes, hurriedly ran to the window to watch, only to see a few donkey-pulled prisoner carts walking slowly under the vigilance of officers and soldiers, and he didn't see his father for a few days, he was already so haggard, tears flowed from Dai Wenpei's eyes, she bit her lip tightly, her hands clenched her fists, and suddenly a warm big hand fell on Dai Wenpei's shoulder, and when she looked back, it was Song Ziyue.

"Be strong!" Song Ziyue said softly.

"Hmm!" Dai Wenpei nodded heavily, at this time, Song Ziyue was her pillar, without Song Ziyue's decision, today was the day when she and her father parted in life and death, I don't know why, Dai Wenpei's heart still appeared in the shadow of another person for a moment

"Is the helmsman really so ruthless and so desperate?" Time is pressing, there is no time to think about it more, the distance of two miles is very short, in a blink of an eye, the prisoner car arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market, the layout of the central execution ground is very simple, a wooden platform is placed on a few tables, a few parasols are propped up, the prison officer sits in it, just wait for the hour to arrive, and then order the knife to be beheaded.

The execution of the prisoner was Shuntianfu, Yin Daizhongying, who belonged to the prisoners of the counties below Shuntianfu, and Shuntianfu was an official who managed the administrative security of the capital generation, and he was in charge of supervising the beheading, of course, and this also made the specifications of this beheading activity not so high, so that the heroes who robbed the law field could rest assured.

The prisoner car came to the entrance of the vegetable market, the officers and soldiers drove the lively idlers to the side of the road with red tassel guns, and vacated a large open space, the executioners took the lead in the stage, five big men wearing red braids coiled around their necks, holding a ghost-headed knife in their arms, these butchers who kill people are very proud of their profession, and every time they play, they can also get a cheer from the boring spectators, but this time there are some exceptions, the spectators are silent, their eyes are focused on the prisoner car, Dai Zhongying was escorted down first, after this period of torture, the former iron-clad tough guy can no longer walk, let the two officials drag it down, heavy handcuffs and shackles, loud and loud。

The official sent Dai Zhongying to the empty execution ground, and the old hero had a white arrow stuck in his neck, with a black word written on it, and he knelt silently on the execution ground, as if he was numb, and he didn't speak or move, so he knelt like this.

"What did they do to Daddy?" Dai Wenpei asked anxiously.

"It may be that the vocal cords have been cut, or it may have been fed some kind of poison, Wen Pei, don't worry, after your father comes out, I will definitely find the best Lang Zhong to treat him." Song Ziyue comforted Dai Wenpei while giving instructions to his subordinates to prepare for action.

A member of the death squad stretched out his hand out of the window, gently shaking a red silk scarf, and the heroes of the Heaven and Earth Society in the crowd saw this moving signal, and moved towards the carriage with the weapons hidden, at the same time, another group of people and horses also began to move, these infantry soldiers in civilian clothes drew their sabers under their seats, and waited for the commander's order.

Dai Wenlong and several other generations of family members continued to pull down from the prisoner car, kneeling in a row from east to west, the little hero was tied with his hands, still scolding endlessly, desperately unwilling to kneel down and be tortured, and finally was forced to kneel down by two officers and soldiers, and the spectators couldn't help but secretly praise in their hearts: This kid is really a man.

Three o'clock in the afternoon was coming, and suddenly a whirlwind blew at the execution ground, and the loess on the ground flew up to fascinate people's eyes, and the sky became dark, as if a rainstorm was coming, and the prison officer saw that the sky had changed, and he did not wait to light it on time, threw an arrow, and shouted: "The hour has come to execute!" ************************************************************************** Xuanqi's name will not be changed for the time being, so as not to affect the reader's feelings.