"Hey, I said you guy, you have to inch in? Kindly help you draw lots to decide life and death, did you really kick your nose in the face?

You offered to cast lots in front of you, okay, I promised you, what's the matter, look good and talk? Do you want to pick someone to do the lot yourself? I said that you are afraid of death and frightened, with your current identity and situation, even if we agree to your request, but who do you let come, who dares to come?

Whoever comes, who will be the remnant of your party? Hey, no, why are you so funny? Why don't I have someone untie the rope off your body and let you do it yourself? Mu Yingbao smiled and scolded unceremoniously.

Poor Zhou Zhi'an, who has also been an emperor for more than ten years, was called a 'guy' by a little woman like her, and scolded him unceremoniously in public, but he had no power to refute.

The people present were also speechless, yes, even if you were asked to choose, no one would go up stupidly if you picked them.

The civil and military officials were a little uneasy in their hearts, for fear that this person would be so angry that he would really call one indiscriminately, this, who is unlucky.

Even if it has nothing to do with him at all, it's very annoying to be suspicious, and I can't tell it all over my mouth!

The people don't have this concern, when the emperor was in power before, he didn't take them seriously, and now if he wants to harm people, he naturally can't look down on them ordinary people, even if it is a mad dog biting people, even if he wants to drag a cushion on his back when he is dying, at least he should be a high-ranking minister!

Otherwise, what's the point!

Zhou Zhi'an listened, this hatred in his heart, this woman is really too tricky.

"Forget it, since you don't trust this opportunity we gave, then when we haven't mentioned anything, the executioner over there is waiting for the emperor to order to behead, so you can come and behead. Don't be nervous, it's crooked, it doesn't matter if you don't cut off his head with a knife, our emperor is a Ming monarch, and he won't blame you for this. She loudly comforted the executioner who was holding the big red silk not far away.

And this executioner, she still knows, is Shang Xiaohu merchant army, before he joined the army, he worked as a butcher at home, and when he became an adult, he entered the military camp to serve the court.

This time it was a special prisoner who did not dare to be careless, and the executioner used someone he trusted.

The man was indeed a little nervous, killing pigs at home was not for chopping, just stabbing a sharp knife into a position in the pig's neck and pressing the pig's head to bleed.

Later, although he joined the army and went to the battlefield and killed the enemy, it was not the same thing as cutting off someone's head.

It's not that he is too timid to kill, but he has heard people say that it is better to cut off the head of a prisoner with a single knife, otherwise, it seems that there is some bad taboo, and he has not had time or is inconvenient to inquire.

Now when I heard Mrs. Yipin say this, I suddenly stopped panicking.

He is not a full-time executioner, as long as he chops off the head of the emperor's relatives and enemies, how many knives does he have, and what taboos do he have!

"Little one understands." He responded loudly, reached out and touched the big knife in his arms, and after waiting, he would take this knife with him in the future, and cut off the head of a former emperor, this knife may also have the function of warding off evil spirits.

"Hey, Zhou Zhi'an, Zhou Zhi'an, look at you, you're going to cut off your head right now, and there's no one to send you off, send you a bowl of wine, send you some food, save you from being a starving ghost, smack, tell me about you, is it a failure to be a man?" Mu Yingbao shook her head very regretfully and said.

When Zhou Zhi'an heard this, he was so angry, his family was far from the border, and he was not allowed to leave half a step without the emperor's will, and he was only executed every other day if he was caught this time, even if his family wanted to see him off, he had to have time, right?

Zhou Zhi'an felt that this was her deliberately angry with herself and harming herself!

Thinking about the matter of catching life and death, Zhou Zhi'an tried hard to calm himself down; "Okay, it's up to you, just make lots in front of me."

Compromise, as a last resort!

"Oh, this style of bending and stretching is really good." After Mu Yingbao smiled and sarcastically, she ordered a small table to be prepared under the table, with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

It is not difficult to find this kind of thing temporarily, because no matter what kind of prisoner is executed, there will be special people on the execution ground to make records and keep records.

This is a special person, he doesn't dare to make mistakes, and everything he needs to use is prepared in double copies.

I didn't think about it, I really didn't prepare it in vain, I really used it.

The person who carried the things up, put them down and left immediately.

The small table was placed in front of Zhou Zhi'an, and Mu Yingbao smiled at him and asked; "If you don't say that our women are soft-hearted, I kindly came up with an idea to give you a chance to live, and now I don't bother to do this lot, do you have any objections?"

"Do it, do it." Zhou Zhi'an is annoyed, it's you who is the worst woman!

But he didn't dare to offend her for the time being, only in his heart, he gritted his teeth and hated the woman in front of him who made him hate to the core.

"Then you can keep your eyes open and stare at it, in case I make a small move, I will immediately remind the onlookers loudly." Mu Yingbao smiled and continued to be angry.

Brother Hui didn't say the specific time for executing this person, what is the hurry! Teasing him slowly!

It was too cheap for him to die so easily.

Mu Yingbao rolled up her sleeves, feeling a little cold, and turned her head to look, Xue Wenyu didn't know when he didn't look at the sky, but looked at her, no, her wrist.

Oh, by the way, I promised him to pay attention to the image outside.

Mu Yingbao reacted, and quickly pulled down the rolled up sleeves, just don't get in the way.

Sure enough, looking at it again, Xue Wenyu's expression returned to normal.

Mu Yingbao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, such a big man, he is just a cautious eye, fortunately, at some times, he is not so serious, otherwise there is really no way to live.

You don't have to crumple the paper on which you write to draw lots.

Especially the lot that needs to be done now, the word life and death, just do two.

There is no need to knead it into a ball, fold it and can't see the printed handwriting clearly, mess up the order, just let Zhou Zhi'an open his mouth and choose one, anyway, he didn't plan to untie his hand and let him catch it himself.

Mu Yingbao was very serious, picked up the two kinds of paper on the table and asked the kneeling one very considerately; "Two kinds of paper, you choose one."

Zhou Zhi'an looked left and right, and chose the kind of paper in Mu Yingbao's left hand.

That kind of paper is very expensive, which ordinary people can't afford, and the other is used by ordinary people who are not in good conditions.

If this woman is really a ghost, she must think that she will think that she will not use the kind of paper that is bad, hehe, but unfortunately, I will not fall for her.

Mu Yingbao nodded, folded the piece of paper, tore it open, wrote the words of life and death on it, and then crumpled it into a ball, mixed it on the table, held a paper ball in one hand, and reached out to hand it to Zhou Zhi'an; "Choose...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Marrying a Divine Doctor: The Son of the Black Belly, Can't Get Rid of It", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~