The yamen of Chang'an Mansion, in a dark and damp dungeon.

Yuan Junzhe and more than a dozen grain merchants were crammed into the same cell, feeling that there was no place on his body that was comfortable.

Mosquito bites, coupled with a pungent stench.

makes these pampered grain merchants miserable.

All of them are like mourning.

"I really can't stay in this place for a quarter of an hour!"

"When will we be released?"

"Could it be that the prime minister of Qianguo really plans to behead me and others?"

As soon as this remark came out.

The faces of more than a dozen grain merchants became even more ugly.

This prime minister of the Qianguo country, they have heard a little about it before, and he acts in a disorderly manner, and it is possible to do anything.

What if you really want to cut them down?

Just when everyone was panicking.

The head of Wu Shang, Yuan Junzhe stood up again.

He looked around, his expression was indifferent, and he said slowly: "Don't panic, what this prime minister of Qianguo thinks about is nothing more than silver and power. ”

"Arresting us and others, although it has brought his power in the Qianguo to the peak, but if he goes further and executes us, it will definitely cause the dissatisfaction of my Great Wu court! He doesn't have the guts! ”

Someone next to him said, "Then why is he still holding us here?" It's already the third day, and it stands to reason that how to punish it should be decided, right? ”

Yuan Junzhe said with a confident smile on his face: "This is the second point I just said, silver!" ”

"I have been in business for decades, and I have seen a lot of people, and I know at a glance that his calculations are nothing more than asking for bribes from us through this matter."

"I believe that in a few days, the prime minister of the Qianguo Kingdom will send someone to visit us in the dungeon, and when the time comes, I will only need to send some silver, and it won't be long before I can leave here."

"What Yuan Gong said is reasonable!"

"With Yuan Gong's words, I will be relieved."

After hearing this, many grain merchants felt that what Yuan Junzhe said was reasonable and convincing, and they all had smiles on their faces.

After all, what kind of person this prime minister of Qianguo is, they have been doing business in Qianguo for many years, and they are also very clear.

It's nothing more than trying to extort money, as long as you can get out of here, you can feed the dogs!

But.

There are also many grain merchants who don't think so.

If it is just extorting money, why do you want to mobilize the people so much, so that everyone in the country knows about it?

It's so eye-catching, how can you ask for a bribe?

And.

Just three days ago, Yuan Junzhe swore that as long as the price of grain was lowered a little and the prime minister of Qianguo was given some steps down, this matter would be over.

The result?

But all those who listened to him, one counted, were all caught in this dungeon!

To put it mildly, it was Yuan Junzhe who despised the prime minister of the Qianguo country so much, which made them fall into such a situation!

Yuan Junzhe listened to everyone's compliments, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his face, as if it was all in his hands.

Right now.

Suddenly there was the sound of chains rattling in the direction of the dungeon doorway.

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

Several Tsing Yi catchers stood there with various drinks and dishes in their hands, with serious expressions.

When everyone saw this scene, they seemed to think of something, and their hearts were cold.

Only Yuan Junzhe's eyes lit up, and he said confidently: "Have you seen it?" The man who asked for a bribe for the prime minister of the country is here! ”

When the people around heard this, they all subconsciously looked at him.

It's like looking at a fool!

Who would ask for bribes in front of so many people!

And he is wearing a fast clothes and holding wine and food in his hand?

This is clearly to send them a guillotine meal!

"Yuan Gong, how can I look at it, the situation is not quite right."

A Yuan Junzhe's dog leg swallowed and spitted and said in a trembling voice.

Yuan Junzhe raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong?" A few days ago, we ate food like pigs and dogs, but today, the prime minister of the Qianguo country sent someone to bring wine and food. ”

"Isn't this telling me to wait, as long as I pay the money, I can do whatever I want?"

The dogleg glanced at Yuan Junzhe with suspicious eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "But how did I hear that the severed head meal in this prison is also full of wine and food." ”

When Yuan Junzhe heard this, his whole person was stunned.

Decapitated rice?

He subconsciously looked at the food in the hands of the catchers, and the serious expression.

A heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

As if he had lost his mind, his body was weak, he staggered back a few steps, and muttered to himself: "Decapitated rice, how can it be decapitated rice, it shouldn't, it shouldn't." ”

Now.

The surrounding grain merchants are also almost certain.

The wine and food in these catchers are their severed head rice.

One by one, they wailed.

"I'm just making a mistake that all grain merchants in the world will make! Why do you want to use this sentence on us! ”

"My dad is Da Wu Xinamber! You can't kill me! Kill me, my father will definitely play Your Majesty and let me go north with the Great Wu Wangshi! ”

"I'm waiting to see the prime minister! See the Prime Minister! ”

For a moment, the entire dungeon was in chaos.

But the catchers just watched coldly, as if they hadn't heard anything, and said in a cold voice:

"Your Majesty's will, you wait to raise the price of food and commit a serious crime, and you should be executed according to the law!"

"This is the last meal you are waiting for in the yang world, and after half an hour, the vegetable market will ask for a cut!"

After speaking.

The catchers put down their food and turned to leave the dungeon.

Time.

The whole dungeon is like a mourning test, and the ghost cries and the wolf howls!

Half an hour later.

Chang'an Mansion, the vegetable market entrance of the southern city.

Thousands of people were waiting here early.

From the old man in his sixties and seventies to the young man in his twelve, he looked at the executioner on the stage with hopeful eyes.

Early this morning, they listened to the news from their neighbors.

Under the arguments of the Prime Minister, the imperial court made a decision to behead all the 327 grain merchants who raised the price of grain!

At first, they thought it was a rumor.

After all, those grain merchants have been powering and oppressing the people, and it is not a day or two.

Even Lord Fu Yin didn't have the slightest way to deal with them, so how could they be beheaded so easily?

Even so, they still held on to a glimmer of hope and came to the entrance of the vegetable market.

Who knew that they really saw executioners with machetes here!

For a while, there was a little more hope in my heart.

Even if not all of them are chopped, only one or two are chopped to give a warning to those hateful profiteers.

And they were satisfied.

Over time.

More and more people gathered at the entrance of the vegetable market, and by noon, it was already one layer inside and one layer outside, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

Right now.

Someone shouted in an excited voice: "Here it is! Here it comes! ”

When the people looked up, they saw grain merchants on the prisoner's cart, heading to the entrance of the vegetable market.

Each of these grain merchants wore the clothes of death row prisoners, and looked like their dead fathers and mothers, and their heads were dejected.

Just for a moment.

The people exploded!

The noisy discussion spread throughout the whole South City!

"It's true! It's true! The court is really going to behead these dog thieves! ”

"After living for sixty or seventy years, I finally waited for such a day, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes!"

"My mother, my sister, they were all starved to death! These pigs and dogs are inferior to things, cut off their heads, are cheaper for them! It's time to chop the meat piece by piece! ”

The onlookers stared at these profiteers, their eyes full of hatred and anger!

These grain merchants were escorted to the high platform in such a thousand cut-and-slash eyes.

On a high platform.

The supervisor was Yin Zhao Zhengrong of Chang'an Mansion.

He looked up at the sky, and felt that the time was almost up, so he stood up, went before the people, and said in a voice full of majesty:

"This official is ordered by the prime minister to behead the criminal!"

"The executioners obey orders!"

"It's noon, and the execution will be carried out immediately!"

When the executioner heard the order, he did not hesitate at all, his hand rose and his knife fell, and countless heads fell to the ground!

Rumble!

The next second.

The crowd erupted in a tsunami of cheers!

"Good! Chop well! ”

"The prime minister is wise!"

"Prime Minister Chitose!"