For his own happy future in the future, the wine prince convened his guests with enthusiasm that night to discuss, and Wan Wenshi also decided to take this risk after a night of careful consideration, and took Wan Jinxiu to make amends to the wine prince early the next morning.

Wine King: Zhong Shuyu said that marriage should not be mentioned too early, no one is happy to marry their daughter too early, then I am so good today, enthusiastic and reserved, my future father-in-law must be more satisfied with me!

Wan Wenshi: Why do you think that the wine prince is weird, he is too enthusiastic about himself, and he also saves merit for him one by one, and the people in the royal family can really shake the pot.

But no matter how far apart the two of them are, Zhong Zhiyu has achieved his goal, and now he is waiting for the two of them to collect empirical evidence and work together.

Zhong Shuyu, who was temporarily relieved of a matter of concern, saw that the person who had knelt in the courtyard was much more pleasing to the eye, and after letting these people who had been kneeling for almost a day and a night get up, he sent each of them to write a review, and reprimanded him for the past, and was thinking about where to find a miracle doctor who could treat He Yu when he heard a news.

"Fu Zhengwei is going to be executed?"

"Yes, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, at the West Market Vegetable Market." Slush bent over her back and bent her knees, thinking that there were some sequelae after kneeling for too long.

"That's weird."

Zhong Shuyu said to himself, and after a while, he found that no one answered, and he glanced at Chunhe with some embarrassment, on weekdays, Chunhe had already answered when her voice fell, but at this time, he just stood behind her respectfully, lowering his head and trying to be a transparent person.

It's scared.

Zhong Zhuyu was also helpless, but she didn't say anything, with her understanding of Chunhe, she would be able to return to the original state in a few days.

So she silently picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued to ask, "What is the punishment?" ”

"I heard it's Ling Chi."

Zhong Shuyu was silent, feeling that the flesh on her body hurt, even though she knew that Fu Zhengwei deserved it, but it was too bloody to be cut off piece by piece of flesh, and she even suspected that this kind of prisoner would die alive in the end.

Then at noon and three o'clock on the second day, she and Qin Bairui went to watch with melons and fruits.

The sun is excellent on this day, and after walking in the sun for a long time, you can feel the warmth of the sun overhead.

The Xishi vegetable market is said to be a vegetable market, but since it was requisitioned and used for execution, there are no more people selling vegetables in the surrounding area, and they all say that it is very evil here.

Zhong Zhiyu also thought so, he hadn't approached yet, he just looked at it from a distance, and there was a cold air on the soles of his feet that rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, fortunately, the sun was good today, and it was a suitable day for onlookers to watch the execution.

"Zhuyu, if you're afraid, just tell me, and we won't watch it." Before squeezing into the crowd, Qin Bairui said this.

Zhong Xiyu looked at him strangely: "What are you thinking, how can I be afraid, it's not like I haven't killed anyone." ”

Qin Bairui: ...... Excuse me.

Then Zhong Zhiyu happily found that the people around her silently made way for her, allowing her to easily walk to the front of the crowd of onlookers.

They came quite late, and there were already nearly twenty people kneeling on the execution table, including men and women, old and young, and even a pregnant woman with a big belly, some of them had numb eyes, some cried bitterly, and some kept glaring at Fu Zhengwei with fierce eyes, but only Fu Zhengwei, who was kneeling in the front, had a calm expression and no sadness or joy in his eyes.

There were more and more people gathered around, and the noise became louder, Zhong Zhiyu heard that someone seemed to spit on him, scolding the national thief angrily, and the pigtail child sang a children's rhyme in a childish and innocent voice, as if he was singing something "The thief is absurd in his life, and he is ungrateful and harms the loyal and good ......"

"Here we go." Qin Bairui saw that Zhong Zhuyu's face was not good, so he handed Zhong Zhuyu an apple and diverted her attention.

Zhong Shuyu took the apple and thanked Qin Bairui, and sure enough, he heard the high-pitched "noon has arrived" from the supervisor, and the executioner stepped forward with a knife.

I saw an executioner with strong shoulders and a tiger's back and a bear's waist raised a shiny knife that had been wiped and cut it neatly, and there was an extra piece of bloody flesh on the ground, and Fu Zhengwei, who was held down by several executioners, had an extra bloody hole in his front thigh.

Qin Bairui saw that Zhong Zhuyu was adapting well, so he explained to her: "This first cut is called sacrificial meat, and it is used to sacrifice to the sky. ”

Zhong Zhuoyu nodded, and saw that the executioner picked up the piece of meat and put it into a tray, and then someone ordered three incense sticks in front of the piece of meat and inserted it into the meat, which was regarded as an offering to the heavens. Then the executioner walked to the front of Fu Zhengwei and picked up the knife again, because his figure was too majestic, which completely blocked Zhong Zhengyu's sight.

"What are you doing now?"

Qin Bairui continued to explain: "It should be a 'blindfold', cutting the scalp of the death row prisoner from the hairline, and then shrugging it down to cover the eyes. This is to prevent the death row prisoner from looking at the executioner and turning into a ghost to ask the executioner for his life. ”

The executioner thought that he was a veteran, and when Qin Bairui finished speaking, he moved away, and sure enough, as he said, he couldn't see Fu Zhengwei's facial features clearly at this time, and his forehead was bright red.

When Shi Cai cut the first piece of meat, Fu Zhengwei was still stiff and didn't make a sound, but now that he was cut, he let out a muffled snort, thinking it was very painful.

This picture is really not good-looking, Zhong Yuyu frowned, finished gnawing the last bit of apple in his hand, threw the apple core to Qin Bairui casually and asked, "What are the ghosts crying wolf howling in the back for?" ”

"That's Fu Zhengwei's family." Qin Bairui didn't even give them a look, only looked at Zhong Shuyu, handed her a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and said indifferently: "Fu Zhengwei's treason is to punish the nine clans, according to the convention of 'father clan four, mother clan three, wife clan two', the people of his Fu family are here." ”

Zhong Shuyu wiped his hands on the handkerchief and said dryly: "That's it." ”

The later process is a little boring, that is, the executioner mechanically cut the flesh, cutting a total of 3,257 knives, and finally beheading the family members who were crying hoarsely in the back, which can be regarded as completing this Ling Chi.

Many of the people left after seeing half of it, but Zhong and the others stayed until the end, and it was not until a eunuch began to clean the blood-stained execution table that the two were ready to go home.

"He hurt my father." Zhong Shuyu opened his mouth sullenly.

"I know." Qin Bairui wanted to rub her head, but his hand stopped in the air.

"But I can't figure out why he would rather pay the Nine Clans than confess the people behind him."

The corners of Qin Bairui's eyes were raised, and he was a little surprised: "Is there anyone behind him?" ”

Zhong Xiyu nodded heavily, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Qin Bairui's look.

Someone?

Zhong Zhuyu's eyes changed, he didn't care about the emotions of the sad Spring and Autumn Period, he held his breath and stood closer to Qin Bairui, and the two formed a formation that seemed to be casual but could be defended at any time.

Then she heard a footstep getting closer and closer, and then stopped not far away, and a somewhat majestic female voice shouted at her, "Zhong Shuyu, we meet again." ”