Chapter 160: It's hard to ride a tiger
Suddenly, in the mouths of the crowd outside the venue, there was a sound of gasping for air, and then there were screams, screams, screams, and screams, covering their ears and eyes, and a commotion
Beheading is different from beheading, which is a capital punishment, and such criminals must be heinous people, or people who have done serious damage to the interests of the state at the top of the court.
The flesh and blood of the two bodies were blurred, the limbs were spasmodic, the upper body could not breathe for a while, the mouth spat blood, rolling on the ground in a pool of blood, the eyes were wide open, and the mouth was filled with painful whimpering and screaming, filling the air over the entire execution ground.
The crowd outside the stadium can imagine that in the face of the sudden shock, they were all horrified, their legs and feet were cold, and they couldn't move.
He Changshi, who was following behind Fu Chun, was so frightened that he almost fainted, and kept muttering in his mouth, "It's over", his legs and legs were weak, and he crawled on the ground softly, and even pounced to stop Fu Chun.
Fu Chun's body method was extremely fast, and just as the audience was silent, the few people who echoed it were already in different places, and they all fell and rolled down.
The reason why Fu Chun did this was precisely because he saw that the crowd of spectators outside the stadium was less than one-tenth of the officers and soldiers who maintained the system and security.
Compared with the number of salt criminals in the execution ground, the number of salt criminals is nothing more than a cow's hair, and if the villains outside the execution ground take the opportunity to fan the flames, the scene will be difficult to control.
Then strike first, hold the initiative in your own hands in the fastest and most vicious way, and deter with force. A little hesitation, lest he be bullied, where is the royal dignity.
He Changshi, who was crawling towards Fu Chun, buried his head on the ground, pounded the ground with both hands, and the old tears were crisscrossed, this time it was really over.
Faced with this sudden situation, the executioner who had been executing for many years was also shocked, and stopped the knife in his hand for a while.
The crowd in the audience stood on end.
The salt criminals who were holding their knives under their necks or were about to be beheaded were even more sweaty at this time, and their scalps were numb for a while, and dozens of people fainted on the spot because of this fright.
The rest of them were horrified, and the silence was followed by an uncontrollable scream to ease the fear of death.
At this time, an old man stood up, it was Shao Han.
The young man beside the old man swept away the spear that was blocking the crowd, and Shao Han walked to the execution ground with ease.
The gait is steady, and the moon gray cloth moves lightly, wise and peaceful.
Shao Lao gave a salute: "But His Royal Highness King Rui? ”
Looking up at the old man, his temperament was dusty, elegant and peaceful. Fu Chun's eyes were dark, and he said lightly, "What does the old gentleman mean by this?" ”
In the face of the bloodshed in the field, shouting and screaming, the mood was urgent, but the old man was as steady as Mount Tai, and his voice was even more unhurried, "The little old man sells an old man, His Royal Highness will move forward with two straight words, and please forgive the rudeness of the little old man."
Dare to ask His Highness what his intention is to do this?
Waiting for the chicken? Deterrence by force? ”
In the face of such an old man, there is no rudeness, no loss of manners, I don't know what excuse to invite him out, my intuition is not good. Fu Chun cheered up, the person who came was not good, "Dare to ask the name of Mr." ”
Before the old man could speak, many people in the crowd recognized the old man and shouted in surprise: "It's Mr. Shao, I don't know when Mr. Shao came to the county, I'll come to visit." ”
I also feel that on occasions like today, we should put major events first. Those who admit that there is a little ink in their chests, and those who admit that they are righteous and self-professing their blood, said loudly at this time: "Mr. Shao is highly respected and is a model for us. ”
In addition to the excitement, the scene pushed back and forth, intending to rush into the arena and stand in front of Shao Lao.
The officers and men, who were already stretched thin, were even more inadequate at this time.
Fu Chun looked at the noise outside the field, and the officers and soldiers tried their best to block it. If this deterrence is insufficient, in the future, the people of Yanjun will regard the Dasheng Law as child's play, and if it is spread all over the world, it will not become a laughing stock in the world.
The traitors are even more rampant, taking advantage of the momentum they can exploit.
The face is very ugly, right now
The old man is not an ordinary Confucian, although he has studied martial arts since he was a child, the Confucianism of the land of Kyushu still knows something.
Since ancient times, Confucianism has come out of Qilu.
There are a total of five Confucians who can be called famous, and three of them are from Qilu.
There is no first martial arts and no second, and the five people have learned differently, and they are not equal, but only Shao Han has a very high prestige among the people.
Fu Chun didn't dare to hold it up, he could suppress the traitors by force, and he should be courteous to people of insight. Bow solemnly, "I've seen Mr. Shao." "With my own pride, I can see that my posture is low.
Shao Lao returned the salute and sighed, "God has the virtue of a good life, why don't you guide the people with benevolence." ”
In front of everyone, he raised blatant doubts about this incident, and he was such a weighty person. There were many obstacles to Liwei's matter, and Fu Chun was slightly displeased: "What? Shao Lao wants to talk to this king about the law of people's livelihood and etiquette", the change in his self-proclaimed state of mind can be seen in the consequential change of Fu Chun's mood.
Shao Lao ignored Fu Chun's resistance, and his expression was still flat, "If you are looking for salt, there should be a way to find salt." If it is to govern the people, there should be a law to govern the people. ”
Fu Chun sneered in his heart and asked coldly: "What is the law of governing the people." ”
Shao Lao's voice was powerful, "Rule the world with benevolence." ”
chuckled out loud, since elementary school is Fu Chun, who is the law of military management, even if Old Master Ji is outstanding in literature, his position is to serve the saint, and the homework taught by Fu Chun is not a hundred schools of thought, but more of a Legalist thought.
Because of this, Fu Chun extremely disagreed with Confucianism. Extremely sour and rotten, ridiculous, the two wide sleeves flung outward, flying with the wind, domineering and majestic, "According to Shao Lao's intentions, treat evil with benevolence, what should you do with benevolence?"
**Heart, how to fill.
Shao Lao's idea of governance is only afraid that it will drag the whole country into unclear things, speculation, and debts, and the country is like a weak old man, how can he protect tens of millions of people? ”
The big hand shook his finger at the salt prisoner, and snorted coldly, "Mr. should concentrate on governing knowledge, these dirty eyes are still handed over to this king, and this king wants to let the world know who wants to defy the law, and these people should be the end." ”
The old man was also stunned, looked at Fu Chun deeply, and nodded, "Your Highness has a pure heart and takes the world as his own responsibility. When benevolence is the guide, the law binds, benevolence and law complement each other is the right way. ”
You think that people are sour and rotten, listen, and the words you say are reasonable. continued: "Your Highness's legislation is understandable, but it should not be so bloody.
guide them to the law, punish them together, and the people who have been shameless and unrighteous for a long time; Guide it with virtue, with courtesy, shame and character.
This time, the people only know one thing, but they don't know the other, and they are out of harmony and resentment.
After a long period of resentment, like a volcano, it is too late to say anything. ”
Fu Chun's eyebrows furrowed, and he lowered his head in contemplation.
The old man just looked at Fu Chun quietly, his eyes were sharp.
At this moment, a person hidden in the crowd had dark spots on his eyebrow bones, and his eyebrows were lowered and he was contemplative. He glanced at one of the people dressed as a man.
When the audience was listening to Shao Lao's remarks and was silent, this folk man saw the stitches and said: "Shao Lao said it too well, rule the world with benevolence, and the lives of the people are also fate, and the notice clearly says the death penalty, not capital punishment."
What a brutal method! What a cold-blooded prince!
Even if it is death, it should be according to the law, in front of the law, the prince does not set an example, why should he discipline us strictly? ”
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the crowd widened, and they all looked at the person who asked the question, and they couldn't help nodding.
The other person also received a look, "Isn't this King Rui?" He once killed and injured hundreds of weak people in Hanoi County in one day, as weak people, without power and power, does His Highness really treat us as ants in his eyes? Your Highness despises us, we can no longer despise ourselves, we are also human beings! ”
Another person said: "Why do you cut it down!" The order changes! Brutal! ”
It is like asking for the justice of the people of the world
Righteous people, hands raised above the top, incitement of speech.
At this time, the masses were encouraged by these few words of enthusiasm, and the cold in their hearts gradually subsided, the classes were different, and the balance gradually became the salt offender of the people.
In addition, everyone in the world has compassion, and the field is violent and weak. Public opinion turned to the weak, and the crowd began to commotion, which was very unfavorable to Fu Chun's actions.
Shao Han, who was talking to Fu Chun, moved his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the three people who took the opportunity to talk.
Another person followed suit: "Oh, it's him, at the Jinju Sheyunzi Zen Conference, it was him, who killed the common people with a knife, and our people are really so cheap in front of the powerful?"
keeps saying that it is good for our people, bah, it is all hypocrite's words, for the officials are not benevolent, and the officials do not believe it. ”
Fu Chun swung his big knife, went straight into the crowd, and slashed the front one after another to incite the three people, as fast as lightning, but in the blink of an eye.
Turning his head again, his eyes were covered with blood, his wide sleeves hung down, the big knife rubbed against the ground and made a chilling sound, rubbing the dust of Mars splashed, and the cold of the big knife swayed softly with the wide sleeves, looming light and dark, step by step towards the last person who took the opportunity to stir up trouble.
The rest of the people retreated and flashed a straight road.
The last person who asked the question sat on the ground at this time, looking at Fu Chun with vigilant and frightened eyes, slowly retreating backwards with his heels rubbing against the ground, looking left and right in a panic, and finally fixed on Shao Lao, as if asking for help, but his mouth was shouting: "The tyrannical government will die!" ”
Fu Chun's move is to see that some people are taking the opportunity to do something wrong, and they will not stop doing anything and settle this matter in a short time, otherwise this kind of remarks will directly dominate the thinking of the whole people, and it will be even more difficult to ride the tiger at that time.
He Changshi, who was crawling on the ground, was about to cry to death in his heart, he was a Wenchen, and he didn't have the aura of murderous aura at all, and Fu Chun's actions were as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the sky had pierced a hole.
At first glance, there is a layout, and the people behind them are not pure, and the people who come are not good, but I am afraid that today's things will be difficult to be good.
If there is a back chess, I am afraid that after today, His Royal Highness will be the enemy of the people of the world, so he will crawl in front of Fu Chun, wanting to stop it...
In other words, Qiu Zhen, who avoided this incident, calmed down at home, thinking about all aspects of it, and also felt that Fu Chun was loyal, and heard all kinds of rumors in the past few days, and the execution on West Street made his eyebrows jump.
The strange case of the past three years has been foggy, and once it was revealed, I am afraid that the dark forces hidden behind it will not stop there, and will definitely bite back like a poisonous snake, slap the thigh, and it will be broken, and I hurriedly rushed over.
After coming, I saw the crimson color all over the ground, and Qiu Zhen, who was accustomed to seeing life and death, also had weak legs, and the deputy general next to him stroked Qiu Zhen upward. He is a straight person, and this highness is a true person!
The deterrence of the waist cut makes people feel cold.
looked up at Fu Chun, he was in the light, the enemy was in the dark, he was afraid of his personality, and the other party was already familiar with the applause.
Seeing through the methods of this highness, the more I think about the soles of my feet, the more cold I become, and the people behind the cunning and powerful people are.
Qiu Zhen slammed his fist on his other hand, "Hey~" let out a long sigh.
He is dedicated to the people, and if he governs one side, he may not be a good prince.
At this time, I saw He Changshi, who was beside Fu Chun, kneeling in front of Fu Chun, with his hand on Fu Chun's wrist, "Your Highness, calm down, you can't kill again!" Listen to the word of humility. ”
The red-eyed Fu Chun couldn't listen to He Changshi's words at this time, and he would kill all the scheming people in the world.
His martial arts came from Old Master Ji, and with a slight wave of his big hand back, He Changshi was pushed to the ground.
The old man dressed as a Confucian scholar finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stood in front of the cloth-clothed man, who sat up crookedly, wiped the sweat from his head, and exhaled a long breath.
The old man shook his head and sighed, and said to Fu Chun, "Your Highness is too impulsive!" ”
Fu Chun, who was red-eyed, looked at the old man, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better get out." ”