On February 23 of the third year of Zhengde, from the morning, the atmosphere was extremely tense, the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp were dispatched, and the fifteen city gates that entered the city were also more and more strict in the inventory of the people entering the city, and the brocade guards on the streets of the city were all dispatched, galloping along the streets, the red armor was like a cloud, the eyes were like electricity, and the eagle was staring at the corners of the city.

Although the people were nervous, they all knew what the reason was, and three days ago, the whole city was plastered with notices from the government, and the case of the rebellion of the rebel king Zhu Ningjiao was concluded.

Watching killing people is a pleasure for the people, especially when watching a prince be beheaded, it is inevitable to have some schadenfreude; Trying to survive every day, life is difficult, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing now, isn't the noble county prince going to be beheaded in public?

With a certain mentality, the people gathered one after another early in the morning, and the streets were crowded with people on both sides, and the people in the city were like a pond of water ducks buzzing with each other, some were elated, some were looking forward to it, and some looked blank.

At the right time, in the sound of the horn, hundreds of soldiers and horses of the Beijing battalion opened the way, and the long dragon escorting dozens of prisoner cars set off from the square in front of the prison gate of the Criminal Department to the east, and went out of the inner city to the south through Chongwenmen Street, passing through Chongbei, Zhengdong, Zhengnan, Xuannan, and Baizhi Zhufang all the way, and entered the inner city on Xuanwumen Street, and passed through the streets of Fuchengmen, Xizhimen, Deshengmen, Andingmen, Dongzhimen, and Chaoyangmen in the inner city one by one, and then returned to Yongdingmen Street, and went directly to the place where Caishikou Street was cut.

Along the way, the people crowded and rushed to see the prisoners on the prisoner car, for which they suffered a lot of leather whips from the soldiers guarding the Beijing camp, and the white-haired old man with a straight back on the first prisoner car was Zhu Ningyao, Zhu Ningyao's face was blank, and he couldn't see the emotion, but his heart was full of remorse, and he had carefully prepared for several years of major events, and he didn't even last for 20 days with his head and tail, and it was not even as long as the rebellion of Liu Liu and Liu Qi's two soil buns, which was difficult to let go. Listening to the frightened cries of the family members in the prisoner car behind him, Zhu Ningxiao actually regretted that his intestines were blue.

At the north end of Caishikou Square, a high wooden platform has already been erected, and there are seven or eight expressionless officials sitting behind a long table, when Zhu Ningxiao was escorted to the wooden platform, he saw Song Nan sitting in the middle of the python robe and jade belt, and Song Nan's cold eyes were also staring at him.

Dozens of executioners bare their chests, their knives leaning in the crooks of their arms, with a cold cold, the soldiers escorted all the more than 30 prisoners to the high platform, and the executioners stepped forward in pairs, grabbed one prisoner and dragged him to the big stake, kicked them in the crook of the leg, and forced them to kneel on the ground.

Knowing that the deadline was approaching, these people cried loudly, and even shouted wrongedly in their mouths, and their bodies were unwilling to move, and an official of the criminal department shouted loudly: "Hugh is noisy, do you want to be punished before leaving?" ”

A delicate-faced descendant shouted in a cloak: "We didn't rebel, I Qingwangfu obeyed the law, and never had the heart of rebellion, it was Zhu Ningyao, the old thief, who affected us and others, we were wronged, and the emperor was gracious." ”

As he shouted, the rest of the dozen prisoners, young and old, who were about to be executed, also shouted loudly.

The official of the criminal department shouted angrily: "Those who do not listen to persuasion, come and give them some punishment." ”

Dozens of members of the criminal department stepped forward with sticks in their hands, and they were beaten with sticks to the people who were shouting and screaming. Song Nan frowned and shouted, "Stop." ”

As soon as the chief supervisor spoke, everyone hurriedly stopped, Song Nan walked over slowly, came to the side of the Qingxiu descendant, glanced at the death row card around his neck, and knew his identity, this person is a side descendant of King Qingjing, and they are the same generation as the county lord of Ping'an, but they are four generations apart.

"Zhu Xiucheng, don't make any noise, the matter has come to this, no one has the power to return to the sky, go quietly and decently." Song Nan sighed and said.

Zhu Xiucheng's eyes were full of tears, and he sobbed: "My lord, I don't know why I was convicted, I haven't seen him since I was born, what do you have to do with him when he rebels?" My mother and I live in Lingzhou and live a peaceful life, two generations have no contact with Qingwangfu, I am just a commoner, I have not received any knighthood reward, and I have never received the slightest favor from Qingwangfu, why should I be implicated? Is there any reason for this? ”

Song Nan was speechless, this is called people sitting in trouble at home from the sky, this is the tragedy of this era, you will never know when you lost your life, people you don't know may implicate you, Song Nan wants to save him, but unfortunately he can't do anything.

"Why? My lord, can you tell me why this is? Zhu Xiucheng asked sadly.

Song Nan said quietly: "I can't answer you, if you have to answer, I can only blame your surname Zhu!" Don't be noisy, go on the road with peace of mind, and invest in a good family in the next life. ”

Zhu Xiucheng burst into tears, turned his head to look at Zhu Ningxiao, who was escorted and stood in the corner of the high platform, and suddenly opened his mouth and scolded angrily: "Zhu Ningyao, you old thief, I curse you to enter the eighteenth layer of hell after death, and you will never be reincarnated, how many people have you harmed, you should be cut by a thousand knives." ”

Zhu Ningyan thought it was right, and he didn't even look at Zhu Xiucheng.

A prison officer came to Song Nan's side and whispered, "Lord Song, it's not too early, it's time to do something." ”

Song Nan nodded silently, returned to the chair behind the case and sat down, and a prison officer shouted loudly: "Prepare for execution." ”

When the executioners heard this, they took the large bowl on the stake, drank a large mouthful of the wine in the bowl, spat on the blade of the machete, reached out and put their hands on the heads and necks of the prisoners, pressed them to the stake, pulled out the death row cards and threw them aside, and touched the position of the neck bone.

"Don't move, we will give you a good time, if you move, you will suffer more." The executioners whispered this in the ears of the death row inmates, straightened up and raised their machetes high.

The tens of thousands of people in the audience were suddenly silent, tens of thousands of eyes stared at the machete raised high, many people only realized at this time that this was not a joke, this was murder, a knife down, and then the head was different, they put away the smile on their faces, one by one from the bottom of their hearts, and the back of their backbones was also swishing cold air.

The eyes of the prison officials fell on Song Nan's body, Song Nan sighed, stretched out his hand and pulled out a token and threw it on the ground, the token snapped to the ground, and saw the machete fall, and after a few clicks, more than a dozen heads rolled down, and hot blood sprayed all over the ground.

The crowd exploded, some began to vomit, others covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Sweep away the bloodstains and continue the execution." The official of the Criminal Department shouted.

The soldiers rushed forward and carried the bodies and heads down and placed them on the straw mats under the stage, and checked whether they were dead one by one.

The second group of more than a dozen prisoners was escorted up, these people were already as if their bones had been removed, paralyzed into a ball at the mercy of others, and even the last severed head wine was poured down.

There were only four prisoners left on the stage who were still standing, Zhu Ningyao, He Jin and the other two rebel generals, just when the order to take the prisoners to the wooden stake before the execution was issued, an astonishing scene suddenly happened, He Jin suddenly broke free from the grasp of the two soldiers holding his arms behind him, and knocked Zhu Ningyao, who was standing beside him, to the ground, shouting and scolding endlessly, and pounced on Zhu Ningyao's body is a bite.

Zhu Ningxiao screamed miserably, his face was dripping with blood, the soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to drag He Jin away, Zhu Ningxiao rolled in pain, and a soldier hurriedly reported: "This person's nose is gone, and he has been bitten off." ”

Song Nan and the others were surprised, and hurriedly left their seats to watch, but saw that Zhu Ningxiao's face was blurred with flesh and blood, and the front end of the originally tall nose bridge was now a big pit, and He Jin on the other side chewed flesh and blood in his mouth and scolded vaguely: "Old thief, I will die with you, Lao Tzu eats your flesh and drinks your blood." ”

Everyone couldn't cry or laugh, this scene was the first time they saw it, but it was not a big deal, both of them were death row prisoners, even if they bog each other dead, it was no big deal, it was always inevitable to die.

He Jin took the initiative to ask for wine, and the executioner brought him a large bowl, and he drank it naked, swallowing all the minced meat in his mouth, and laughed madly.

Song Nan's heart was disgusted for a while, although he had seen a much more disgusting picture on the battlefield, but after all, it was a life-and-death struggle, and it was the first time he had seen the prisoner beheaded without resistance, especially since he still sympathized with many of them in his heart.

"Escorted and ready to be executed." Song Nan frowned and walked towards the back of the case, he wanted to solve this qiē quickly.

"Song Nan, don't go." Zhu Ningxiao, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly shouted.

Song Nan turned around in astonishment, and Zhu Ningjian looked at himself with bared teeth and smiled.

"Do you have any last words?"

"Hehe, there is no need for the last words, the old man is just unwilling to lose in your hands, the old man has today, it is thanks to you."

"You are wrong, you brought it on yourself, you have been destined to be here since you had that thought."

"Hehe, then you say, what if I killed you directly that night? Can you still be alive here? The old man regretted that he shouldn't have made some detours, he should have used more ruthless means, and he would have cut you with a knife. ”

Song Nan sighed and said, "Why don't you still understand, you are not here because of me, or without me, others will kill you, it doesn't matter if this person is me or not." ”

Zhu Ningyan bared his teeth and said: "Okay, it's too late to say this now, the old man just wants to ask you for one thing, the old man doesn't want to be a headless ghost, can you leave me a whole corpse?" Even if the old man didn't kill you that day. ”

Song Nan shook his head and said, "I can't be the master." ”

Zhu Ningxiao shouted: "Don't you want to help with this favor?" ”

"I really can't be the master, I die with a head and without a head, why bother with this?"

Zhu Ningxiao said: "That's my business, by the way, someone in the court wants to kill you, if you promise to leave me a whole corpse, I will bite out that person for you, what do you think of this condition?" ”

Song Nan said with a smile: "Zhu Ningxiao, you just don't want to die with peace of mind, you still want to stir up the wind and rain when you die, look at these people in front of you, they all died because of you, many people don't know why they died, you should think about how to deal with their revenge under the spring, instead of sowing discord here." Maybe if you don't have a head, they won't know you, and it won't be a bad thing for you. Someone came, three o'clock in the afternoon, ready to be executed. ”

The two soldiers dragged Zhu Ningxiao away, and Zhu Ningxiao scolded loudly: "Song Nan, you dog, this king will not let you go." And that Zhengde child who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, you are not qualified to be the emperor, the world of the Ming Dynasty should be mine, it is my ......"

"Slash!" Song Nan shouted.

The cold light flickered, the tooth-aching sound could be heard all over the audience, and the sound of wild screams and screams also stopped abruptly, and a head with white hair rolled to the ground in an instant, and the life of Zhu Ningyao, the king of Anhua who had a sweet dream, came to an end.