Yuan Chonghuan sighed for a long time, pointed to a few pieces of paper on the table, and said: "Once I enter the edict, life and death are uncertain, and the captives have not been destroyed, how can I be willing to live here in prison?" However, I have been here for more than 100 days, and I am afraid that the war in Liaodong will be powerless. This is a few poems I wrote with my family, I want you to take them out of prison, I can't say goodbye to them in person, and I can be regarded as an explanation, but I ask my mother and wife and brothers to know my heart. ”

Cheng Benzhi held the piece of paper in his hand, looked at it slightly, and saw that it was three seven-character poems, respectively titled "Remembering Mother", "Sending Inside", and "Remembering Brother", and was about to take a closer look, when the jailer came over to urge, and hurriedly hid the poem manuscript into his underwear, and wept: "Farewell on this day, I don't know when I will see you again?" It's all the dog thief who sells for glory! At that time in Liaodong, why didn't he see his wolf ambition and killed him with one sword? ”

Yuan Chonghuan smiled and said, "Who do you hate so fiercely? ”

Cheng Ben gritted his teeth and hated: "If it's not Xie Shangzheng, who else will there be that dog thief!" ”

"Yunren? What's wrong with him? Yuan Chonghuan's heart sank.

"He came out to testify that he was an enemy of the overseer."

"......" Yuan Chonghuan's body was cold, his face turned pale, and he shook his head and said, "No, no!" I am friends with Yunren for life, how can he be like this? I think I was coerced by someone. ”

"The superintendent doesn't have to excuse him, he has coveted the post of chief soldier for a long time, where do you still think of any friendship?" Cheng Benzhi's eyes were red, and he scolded: "There is also that Wen Tiren, who instigated Yu Shi Gaojie, Yuan Hongxun, Shi (Fan Xia Jiatu) and others to impeach him chapter after chapter, saying that the superintendent betrayed the country and deceived the king, and Qin Hui was no stranger." He entered the palace five times to play secretly, otherwise the superintendent was afraid that he would have returned to Liaodong. ”

Yuan Chonghuan fell into an ice cave and muttered, "He, what did he say?" ”

"Just a few words over and over again, it is easy to tie the tiger and difficult to bind the tiger, Yuan Chonghuan is a party for personal gain, and Liaodong will not be owned by the emperor."

The cold sweat on Yuan Chonghuan's forehead fell, and he said worriedly: "It's really terrible for colleagues to be jealous. Puzhou teacher and Qian Ge Lao persuaded me to be weak and take advantage of the situation, which was the good words of Jin Shi, and Li Chengcai's predecessors persuaded Wei to save Zhao is also of great significance. Could it be that I shouldn't have killed Mao Wenlong, shouldn't have entered the customs? He took the brush on the table, soaked it with ink, walked to the pink wall, and wrote hard, but it was a dragon and snake flying chapter grass. Cheng Benzhi hurriedly took the inkstone and waited on the side, silently remembering it in his heart.

Title:

The hardships in prison have lasted for a long time,

The law is in the court, and the crime is self-appropriate.

Heart palpitations are easy to provoke bomeng,

Only the level of the collection of Du Ling's poems.

The white man in the body is a white man with a letter,

The world's fame is unknown.

Sentence accidental topic earth wall,

Once you read it, you will be sad.

Yuan Chonghuan finished writing and threw the pen on the ground. Cheng Benzhi saw that his face was solemn and gloomy, and comforted: "The superintendent waits patiently, with the Liaodong soldiers here, the emperor will not be difficult to be the superintendent." In the past 100 days, the generals and people outside the customs have gone to the mansion of the superintendent Sun Chengzong every day to cry and cry out for grievances. ”

Yuan Chonghuan's heart was hot, patted his arm and said, "With your words, I am very relieved." It's just that the emperor is a very assertive monarch, not easy to impress, don't be rash, otherwise not only will you hit the stone with an egg, but also burn yourself, if there is a mistake, how can my heart be at ease? Alas! The emperor must be suspicious, it's difficult! ”

Cheng Benzhi's heart ached, and he was about to speak, but the jailer urged: "Someone is coming, don't leave quickly!" Cheng Ben went straight to the prison door after carrying the food box that had never been touched, but he saw several eunuchs walking towards him, and his footsteps hurriedly passed by, his heart moved, turned the corner of the corridor, and hid himself to listen. After a while, a sharp voice came, "There is a will-, Yuan Chonghuan knelt down-"

"Yuan Chonghuan is good at killing for personal gain, seeking money to cause the enemy, ineffective entrustment, deceiving the monarch's father, conniving for a long time, fighting against the enemy, and insisting on entering the city to recuperate, what is his intention? Bendang clan punishment; Gu opened a net, Yuan Chonghuan was executed by the official Ling Chi, and his wife was three thousand miles away from the people. ”

"Ling Chi?" Cheng Benzhi was shocked when he heard this, hurriedly walked out of the gate, and ran wildly towards the noon gate, throwing the food box at his feet, and spilling wine and food on the ground.

Xi'an Gate West, under the Ganshi Bridge on the west side of the imperial city, there are four tall archways, all of which are constructed by selecting red pine, cork and fir mortise and tenon, four pillars and three rooms and five stepping on the bucket arch, vermilion is covered with hemp lacquer columns, the top is covered with green glazed tiles, both ends of the ridge and the top of the vertical ridge are decorated with kissing beasts, and there are many painted dragons, soaring clouds and flying. The east archway is engraved with the word Xingren, the west is engraved with the word Yi, and on the south and north two archways, the three words of the big market street are engraved. It is an old commercial street with thriving business and trade, and it is also a place of execution for murder and public display, known as the West Market. Under the archway of performing righteousness, the shed was set up, and the case was set up, which was to cut the table for the supervisor. A tall forked wooden stake was erected in front of the shed, which was used to hang the prisoner's head after the execution.

Ling Chi's real name is circumcision, chopping, and inching, commonly known as piecemeal slashing and thousands of cuts, which is a famous tragic punishment since ancient times. At the time of execution, the executioner cut off the flesh of the prisoner one by one, and then cut off the head of the prisoner, killing the prisoner. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been only a handful of people who have suffered this tragic punishment, only Liu Jin, the great eunuch who was the autocratic eunuch of Ming Wuzong, and Yang Jinying, the world-famous maid of Renyin Palace during the Ming Dynasty. However, the number of knives in Ling Chi in the Ming Dynasty far exceeded the 120 knives of the previous generation, and 3,600 knives should be cut according to the law, and Liu Jin was cut by Ling Chi for three days, with a total of 3,357 knives.

Just after the hour, the sun rose higher and higher, and there was a sudden noise of shouting outside the big market, a team of soldiers and several lieutenants surrounded a wooden cage prisoner cart from east to west, the prisoner car's neck was exposed, and the thin three locks of long hair were not messy, and when the wind fluttered, it was Yuan Chonghuan, the supervisor of Jiliao. Thousands of people in the capital, ignoring the reprimands of the gunmen, crowded forward like a tide, surrounded him, picked up the rubbles on the ground and threw them, and kept shouting and scolding. When he arrived at the execution ground, Yuan Chonghuan was pushed out of the prison car, and the people in front of him spat heavily, stretched out their fists and feet, and hit him like raindrops. His hands and feet were firmly bound by chains, unable to resist and dodge, and he did not want to resist dodge, so he staggered with his eyes closed. Suddenly, the neat robes, hair, and beard were scattered......

"Rip him! Rip him! Rip him! The shouting was deafening. He stood on the execution platform, suddenly aging, his face was like ashes, he looked up at the scorching and dazzling sun approaching the middle of the sky, and sighed almost silently: How can I, Yuan Chonghuan, ever bear the emperor's favor in the world......

The lieutenant and the servants tied him to the execution post, and the iron rings on the pillar tied his long loose hair, so that he could not bury his head in his chest, but could only face the people. On the execution ground, there were thousands of pairs of eyes flashing with deep hatred, like hungry tigers and wolves looking for food...... Two executioners dressed in red walked to the stage, each carrying a small basket with an iron hook and a knife to untie their hands, and put the small basket away, and took out the blue stone to sharpen the sharp knife.

"This traitor!"

"The hateful traitor, he recruited the thief!"

"Dog thieves who eat inside and out! How to live up to the emperor's grace! ”

"Where have we sinned against him? Unexpectedly, such a black heart led the Jianzhou thieves to rob us. This wolf-hearted, dog-lunged bastard! ”

He looked towards the prison platform, and there were two courtiers sitting majestically on it, the one wearing the second-grade brocade chicken supplement suit was Liang Tingdong, and the other was wearing the third-grade peacock supplement but didn't know him. He smiled sadly, and Liang Tingdong said slightly: "Element, today I am beheaded with Lord Tu Guoding, the servant of the Criminal Department, and I am also acting on orders, and I dare not have any personal feelings." If you can't bear the pain, I've prepared some liquor made from snake gall to detoxify the blood and make fun of my colleagues. ”

Yuan Chonghuan grabbed the iron chain in his hand, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Back then, Yang Jiaoshan bluntly said that he had his own courage, and he didn't need this thing, my Yuan Chonghuan was a dignified second-grade supervisor, and I hung the title of secretary of the Ministry of War, how could I be inferior to a small driver of the Ministry of War!" ”

Liang Tingdong laughed dryly and said, "I also prepared walnuts, so that you don't get in pain and lose your status as a courtier." ”

"No, I understand Da Sima's kindness. Although Yuan is not talented, the monarch and the minister died, and he died without resentment. ”

"Okay, the Elemental Fruit is a strong iron man! 3,600 knives will be cut in one day, which can be regarded as selling personal favors! Liang Tingdong raised his big fingers, and couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

When noon was approaching, Liang Tingdong read the holy decree loudly and ordered someone to light a cannon. Tom tom tom three cannon sounds. The crowd began to stir again, "Kill him!" Rip him! Rip him off!" The roar is like a wave, and it is coming endlessly, and the sound is like thunder, which is terrifying.

"Go to the robe, shoes and socks, and use the knife-" Tu Guoding shouted.

Yuan Chonghuan turned his head to look around the crowd, his eyes were like arrows, and suddenly he saw a tall and mighty man not far away, looking at him with tears in his eyes, his heart moved, and he almost shouted "She Yishi!" In the three words, between the lightning and flint, I thought of the white-haired old mother and the virtuous wife, and couldn't help shouting: "Slow! ”

Liang Tingdong was stunned and sneered: "What? What else do the elements have to say? ”

Yuan Chonghuan ignored it and chanted loudly in the direction of She Yishi:

A lifetime of career is empty, and half a lifetime of fame is in a dream.

After death, there is no worry about the brave generals, and the loyal soul still guards Liaodong.

Then shake your head three times in a row and close your eyes tightly. The executioner tore Yuan Chonghuan's clothes off with all his hands and feet, exposed his upper body, and tightly strangled his body with fishing nets, and pieces of muscles and flesh bulged out of the mesh one by one. The first and second knives cut the eyebrows, the third and fourth knives cut the shoulders, and the fifth and sixth knives cut **...... From top to bottom, hook up a small piece of flesh from his body and cut it off with a knife. The bright red pieces of flesh were thrown into the small basket, dripping with blood.

"Come and eat the meat of the big traitor, a piece of silver and a penny, no matter how big or small!" The executioner held aloft a small basket full of finger-sized pieces of meat.

Yuan Chonghuan's blood flowed like an infusion, and he almost fainted in pain, although the sharp knife was still far from his heart, he saw the crowd rushing forward, stretching out his arms that were only pinching the scattered silver taels, competing to buy them, chewing in public, the corners of his teeth and cheeks were dyed scarlet, and he clearly felt that the knife had pierced his abdomen, and his heart was like a knife.

"Eat the flesh of a traitor, drink the blood of a traitor, and teach him that he will never be reborn!" The crowd shouted and scrambled.

"Good knife technique!" Yuan Chonghuan turned his head vigorously and faced the executioner, wanting to open his mouth to speak, but the corners of his forehead hurt but he couldn't make a sound, only showing a faint smile on his face. The executioner is not emotional, but he admires those tough guys the most, and it has been almost half a day since he was cut, but Yuan Chonghuan clenched his steel teeth tightly and made no sound at all, but it was surprising. The two of them looked at the flesh-and-blood body, retracted the sharp knife almost at the same time, looked at each other, and said in a low voice: "Brother, the younger brother has experienced few things, but he has also been an envoy for more than ten years, and the old man who has served and sent it is not a few, but I have never seen a man as bold as Yuan Ye!" ”

"Yuan Ye rushed out of the sword and gun array, and the generalissimo who swept away thousands of armies, can he be bold? Do your best! Don't think nonsense, let's be quick with our hands and feet, and we can be regarded as accumulating yin virtue. ”

cut the flesh from the elbows and thighs, and the flesh from the bells......

Liang Tingdong and Tu Guoding slowly stood up, walked to the side of the stage and looked, he waved his hand slightly, and immediately a servant stepped forward with a bucket of water, and rushed to Yuan Chonghuan's body, revealing Sensen's white bones. The executioner changed to a machete, and with a clatter, four times in a row, chopped off his hands and feet in unison. Finally, it's a heart-piercing head. There was silence on the court, and everyone stared at the executioner's sharp knife. The sharp knife stabbed everything lightly, and the blood splattered out, straight eight or nine feet away, and the executioner leaped to the side, a bloody heart on the tip of the knife, and he couldn't stop beating slightly.

"Look at whether the heart of the big traitor is black or red? One hundred taels, which one to take? The big man squeezed next to him, handed a silver ticket in front of him, took his heart into his arms with his backhand, and rushed away from the crowd without looking back. The servants were tied with ropes and hung high on the stake, and the blood kept dripping, and the stake was red.

Yuan Chonghuan has been cut into a skeleton, and he will never see the appearance of the emperor again. Liang Tingdong sighed and said: "The body of the prisoner was led by Daxing County to be buried in the Leaky Garden, and the head was led by Wanping County first, and the head of the city was hung for three days, and the nine sides were transmitted. "Order the two lieutenants to wave the red flag, ride horses to the east, and report the number of execution knives to the palace.

When everyone saw that the prisoner was gone, they rushed up to the small basket, snatched the flesh and skin fingers, tore the intestines and stomachs that were disemboweled, and snatched the meat and intestines, and then swallowed the soju raw, spitting and scolding while eating. Those who snatched the bones were chopped to pieces with knives and axes, and had to step on two feet. The commotion was about to disperse, and there was a shouting of opening the road on the street, and a prisoner car came in the distance, and on the car was a weak scholar, who couldn't stop crying: "Supervisor, take a step slowly, Cheng Ben will send you directly!" "The voice was hoarse and extremely poignant. The scattered crowd gathered again, and there was no cannon sound, but with a flash of the sword, the human head rolled to the ground, and the blood splattered several feet away, like the fall of the spring period.

The night of August 16 was supposed to be the mid-autumn season when the moon was in the sky, but unexpectedly, the clouds were thick, the sky was as dark as ink, and I couldn't see my fingers. On the flagpole erected on the tall gatehouse of the capital was a bloody human head, which was covered by blood, and only the long beard fluttered in the wind. At the time of the watch, a dark shadow crept to the bottom of the city, climbed up to the head of the city like a gecko, and after a long time of visiting, the tanuki climbed the flagpole like a raccoon, and with a flash of the knife, cut the rope that tied the human head, and quietly slipped down the flagpole and the city wall, and disappeared in the boundless night.

Yuan Chonghuan's head is gone. Early the next morning, the two Jinyi guards were so frightened that they couldn't get their tongues down, and for a time the whole city was full of searching Jinyi guards, and they searched for many days but there was no trace.

In the Guangdong Yiyuan Garden inside the Guangqu Gate, two small new graves are piled up, one is bare, there is nothing, it seems to be an ownerless wild grave. In front of another grave, there is a small wooden plaque, on which the ink pen is written on the tomb of the righteous Cheng Benzhi seven crooked characters, a string of unburned paper money is blown by the wind like the wings of a dead butterfly, and a few early yellow fallen leaves are floating in the sky above the tomb......