Although it was rainy, the entrance of the "West Market" vegetable market in front of Xuanwu Gate, that is, the place where Zhao Jin was executed, was still crowded with thousands of people.

Because there is a punishment of Ling Chi today, Zhao Jin, the giant of the imperial court.

The same is the death penalty, and there are different degrees of severity.

The lightest is hanging, which is executed in prison, and as usual, "three harvests and three releases", the anger is already exhausted.

The second is beheading, which is what the saying goes, "killing the head".

is the head again, and it is also a head, the difference is that after the beheading, the quasi-family members immediately collect the corpse, and ask the leatherman to sew up the head, which can barely be regarded as a "whole corpse".

The owl must hang his head high in the public and cannot be buried with the corpse.

In the penal system of this dynasty, all robbers were executed, and it was stipulated that the heads of the robbers should be displayed to the public.

The heaviest is Ling Chi, also known as "circumcision", commonly known as "chopping".

The flesh on his body was cut off one by one, and he cried out in pain, which was extremely miserable in the world.

Because it is heavy, it is rare to see the punishment of Ling Chi only for extremely vicious people.

Among these people, one of them had a bowl in his hand and squeezed forward with all his might: "Let me let me go, let me pass." ”

The squeezed person was reluctant: "Dude, don't you squeeze it, okay?" In everything, there is always a first to come, and like you, the latter will squeeze to the front, or the first will fall behind? You want to see it, and we want to see it. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really have to squeeze to the front, otherwise, I won't be able to buy it. ”

"What to buy? There are only executioners in it, there are no vegetable sellers, who are you going to deal with? ”

"I'm just going to deal with executioners." The man lifted the bowl. "I want to buy Zhao Jin's flesh and buy Zhao Jin's blood."

"What's that for?"

"Eat, drink!" The man gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Jin caused his wife to be separated and his family to be ruined!" Finally, the emperor has eyes, and he also has today's fate! ”

It turned out to be the enemy of this giant man, which is not surprising, this person used to oppress the people when he was not a boss and a eunuch who held the seal.

This enemy is because he has ancestral calligraphy and paintings in his hands, Zhao Jin likes it, and people don't sell it.

So Zhao Jin set up a trick to let his son owe debts, and his daughter was married and gave birth to a child to be sold to a dirty place, and the last son still wanted someone's life, so he got the painting.

And that's just a drop in the pan.

Zhao Jin built his luxurious yard, and the land didn't cost money, where did the people who lived at that time go? The family is ruined.

After explaining it, when everyone saw the bowl again, they knew that it was Zhao Jin's enemy, so they didn't stop it, and took the initiative to give up their position and put it in front.

There was a crowd of people gathered in front of me, but today's protagonist hasn't arrived yet.

It was not until near noon that a mule cart without a roof was escorted by a large group of soldiers.

The person on this mule cart is Zhao Jin, the person who will be cut next.

Looking at the people who looked around, Zhao Jin was the best at crying, but he couldn't cry at this time because he was afraid.

A thousand cuts, how much does it hurt?

Soon at the execution ground, two soldiers dragged him half-on the ground and brought him to the center of the execution ground.

A large stake had been erected there, and an iron ring was nailed to the top, and the executioner's two apprentices took their own hands, tying his hair tightly on the ring first; Then he shook off a fishing net, covered him with a stake in the net, and pulled the rope and wrapped it tightly.

Zhao Jin couldn't breathe, and when he looked down, he saw that the muscles of his upper body had protruded from the net one by one, as if he had grown scales.

Someone in the crowd asked, "What is this for?" ”

Zhao Jin understood in his heart, but he didn't want to listen to others explain to him, he really didn't want to hear a word.

Because this is the beginning of "being cut", he is in charge of the East Factory, how could he not know this punishment?

- 'Fish scales', this protruding muscle, just enough for the executioner's hand to cut the piece.

Next to the executioner stood a large man, shirtless, with a red turban around his head, a red cloth tied around his arm, and a red rope tied to the sharp blade of the execution.

Other people's death is filial piety, and the executioner kills many people, and hanging red can ward off evil spirits.

Looking at the big man, Zhao Jin begged for mercy, at this time, begging for mercy was not to live, but to die faster.

He knew that because it was too painful to cut with a thousand knives, the family would bribe the executioner, or the executioner would do good deeds himself, and when he did it, he secretly stabbed the victim in the left side of the chest, and his heart stopped, so that there was no pain, in other words, what he cut was not a living person, but a corpse.

His family was kneeling like turnips and waiting to be executed, and no one bribed him, so they had to beg the executioner to do it.

His eyes were always sharp and intelligent, and at this time they were full of pleading death.

The executioner saw it, but quickly swept his gaze away, he was a person from the Criminal Department, not to mention that he had a grudge against Zhao Jin, this was a holy decree issued by the emperor himself, who dared to give Zhao Jin favoritism.

The executioner ignored himself, and Zhao Jin once again understood that his retribution had indeed come.

But he couldn't give up because there was one last glimmer of hope.

He looked up at the sky above, it was raining in the sky, and he didn't know what time it was.

Just as Zhao Jin was praying, the supervisor had already arrived and sat down on his seat.

The supervisor is Wang Wenyu, the squire of the Criminal Department.

The executioner stepped forward and asked, "My lord, when will you do it?" ”

This is customary, and the executioner must ask, out of respect for the prisoner.

But the supervisor actually doesn't have much right to decide the time, Wang Wenyu said: "According to the rules, it's three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Next, his tone was quite solemn, "No sooner, no late." ”

It turns out that "no early" is afraid that when the sentence is approaching, suddenly a grace will arrive, leaving people under the knife, and doing it too early, people will not be able to come back to life after death, and the prison officials will have to be greatly punished.

"Don't be late" is not a law enforcement prudence, just because he is a protégé of the adult, how can he not hate Liu Jin, when the time comes, he will never be allowed to live a little longer.

*****

As soon as the noon cannon sounded, the execution was imminent.

In addition to Zhao Jin, his relatives and men, a total of fifteen people, were also beheaded, the execution ground was lined up, kneeling facing the north, there were one or two immortal hearts, looking at it stupidly, hoping that a fast horse would suddenly come to the palace city, and the edict would be forgiven, and all the capital crimes would be pardoned, and they would be sent to the border to fill the army. This kind of thing is not unprecedented.

Of course, Zhao Jin himself also looked at it, he didn't rebel, it was raining all day, this was holding grievances for him, Yang Houzhao liked him so much, did he really want him to die?

In the drizzle, all the people who hate Zhao Jin can't help but feel that they are living like a year, and they are afraid that they will have many dreams at night, and they wish that it would be three o'clock in the afternoon, such as the law, so that they can feel at ease.

The moment is getting closer and closer, and there is a surprisingly quiet in the execution ground, and suddenly there is a neighing sound of a horse, and there is really a brocade guard in the palace city galloping over.

Wang Wenyu's heart suddenly rose, and he looked forward to it, it couldn't really be the holy decree of forgiveness, right?