The courtyard outside the hall was huge, but it was crowded with people at the moment.

There are not only the civil and military officials of Jiedu Mansion, but also most of the officials in Fuzhou City, as well as more than a dozen gentry.

Mosquito-like whispers flickered through the crowd.

"Execution of King Yan? This is also ridiculous, even if it is really a crime, it should be reduced with the 'eight discussions'. ”

The eight-council system is the judicial prerogative of members of the ruling class, and it is officially included in the national code, which is an open inequality.

"This is a new military law set up by King Yan himself, and the whole army is the same, and it must be observed and pursued by both the upper and lower levels."

"It is said that King Yan was still punished on behalf of others, but it was doubled, and it was originally fifty rods, but it became a hundred rods, and it was still a spine rod......"

"Hey, is military law so harsh? There are not many people who can survive fifty canes without dying, and a hundred is not a death!? Could it be that King Yan is crazy? ”

"Maybe he wants to set an example and implement strict punishment and strict laws, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to be an official in the future."

"I don't believe it's going to be a real fight, so it's about making a show......"

In the middle of the courtyard, Zhao Mengqi, who was naked, was lying on the inclined torture rack, but his hands and feet were not restrained.

Chang Geng and Geng stood on both sides with water and fire sticks in their hands, their expressions still at a loss.

Zhao Mengqi waited for a long time without moving, and couldn't help but shout angrily, "Why are you still stunned?" Execution! ”

It is already very unusual to sentence oneself by oneself, and it is probably a strange thing for the ages to give an order and urge the execution.

Geng Zhi looked at Chang Geng stupidly, and saw that his face was like a bitter gourd, his facial features were almost wrinkled, and he had no intention of doing anything at all.

Alas, I don't want to fight either......

Geng Zhi felt bitter, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he had to slowly raise the water and fire stick, and used the 'stunt' that he had practiced in the yamen before, and hit the first stick.

The stick wind whistled and hit Zhao Mengqi's shoulder and back hard, making a loud noise, which shook everyone's hearts.

When the stick was raised, a bloody scar appeared on the originally smooth skin, which was dazzlingly red.

Ah, what a fight?

Many of those present were stunned.

There are also some people who are well aware of it, and they see that this is a fake fight that is 'heavy on the outside and light on the inside', but they also know that the fake fight will still hurt.

No matter what the purpose of King Yan is, being able to lead by example to this point is enough to show his attitude.

Therefore, this ruthlessness makes everyone feel related.

Immediately, they heard Zhao Mengqi yelling, "Is this tickling me?" This time it doesn't count, re-fight, play seriously, don't fucking play with flowers! ”

Hearing this, Geng Zhi was about to cry, so he could only grit his teeth, throw away all his skills, and play a simple and unpretentious stick.

A more dull sound sounded than Fang Cai, and Zhao Mengqi's body shook slightly, almost screaming.

His body is indeed different from ordinary people, but he still has normal five senses, and he is even more acute, and he will naturally feel pain when he is beaten.

Taking a deep breath and slowing down, he shouted again, "This is a decent point, go on!" ”

Just when everyone was stunned, Chang Geng raised the water and fire sticks with difficulty, "Look and fight." ”

The long stick fell heavily, adding another streak of blood, and even splattered with blood.

"Didn't eat? Push harder! Zhao Mengqi shouted again.

Perhaps, he wanted to use this method instead of screaming.

And Geng Zhi also vented and shouted, "Three." ”

The red stick shadow rose again and fell violently, "Smack!" ”

"Come again!"

Chang Geng's cheeks trembled, "Four." ”

"Smack!"

"Happy!"

Geng Zhi and Chang Geng took turns swinging their sticks, and they seemed to play a rhythm.

Zhao Mengqi's shoulders and back gradually opened flesh, and blood splashed.

Looking at this real and psychedelic scene, the strong visual impact made many people begin to be in a trance, as if their souls were being withdrawn.

It's not that they haven't seen beating boards, on the contrary, since Song Taizu established the system of folding the cane, beating boards has become the main punishment method in the yamen.

The so-called cane folding method is to convert the four punishments of the cane and flogging of the exile into a board to be executed.

For example, if you are sentenced to exile of 3,000 li, you can change it to 20 canes and one year of service.

If it is three years, he shall be beaten with twenty rods, and then he shall be released immediately.

There are also sentences of 100 rods, but when they are actually executed, they are only beaten with 20 rods.

One of the reasons why this cane folding method is used is to show kindness, after all, long pain is better than short pain.

Second, it is about a dramatic punishment to discipline the people to fear the law.

Therefore, the executions in ancient times were often public, and through the audio-visual impact of the intuitive scene, the public was closely linked to the criminal behavior and punishment, which could make some potential criminals give up the crime because of the fear of punishment.

However, for the privileged class, there was no fear when they watched such a scene in the past, because they could not be punished by a sergeant.

However, the scene in front of them really shocked and frightened them.

Even the king of Yan, who is above 10,000 people under one person, does not have the privilege of reducing the punishment, so who else can escape punishment?

"Forty-three."

"Smack."

"Following ...... Continue. ”

Zhao Mengqi still shouted tenaciously, but his voice began to tremble, as if his tolerance for pain had reached its limit.

Chang Geng couldn't help but retract a little bit of strength, "Forty-four." ”

The sticks intersected, and the sound did not seem to change.

But Zhao Mengqi immediately scolded angrily, "The girls are stronger than you, this doesn't count, hit hard!" ”

Because the release of water made His Royal Highness suffer an extra cane, Chang Geng couldn't help but feel a little remorseful, and eagerly poured all his strength into the stick and swung it down.

"Smack... Click......"

The water and fire stick actually broke off at the waist, and Chang Geng looked at the broken stubble and lost his mind.

The rest of the people in the courtyard were in an uproar, even if the people with dark psychology would not have the slightest doubt about the authenticity of this cane punishment at this time.

As a torture instrument, there is a uniform standard for water and fire sticks, 'three feet five inches long, no more than two inches wide for the big head, and no more than nine minutes thick for the small head.' ’

The large one is more than six centimeters wide, the thickness and the diameter of the handle is about three centimeters, and it is made of hard, sturdy wood.

You can imagine how hard it would take to break it, and with such a blow force, ordinary people would be unable to bear it even if they wore armor for protection.

Seeing that King Yan didn't shout at this time, and didn't see any other reaction, everyone panicked.

It's over, shouldn't you really beat King Yan to death?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mengqi was only stunned by the broken stick, and quickly came back to his senses, "Change the stick!" Substitution! Hit again! ”

Still fighting?

King Yan must be crazy!

It's just a change of sticks, but also a change?

This is clearly to beat yourself to death!

If he's so himself, what else can't he do?

Everyone's brains were buzzing, and they only felt a chill surging up from the soles of their feet.

At this time, Chang Geng and Geng Zhi retreated, replaced two guards to execute, and the red stick shadow flew again.

Knowing that King Yan would ask for a heavy fight if he found that his strength was not enough, the two new forces did not dare to steal and play tricks, and beat them with sticks.

Every time the rod was struck, the pain would drown Zhao Mengqi like a huge wave.

After more than a dozen strokes, Zhao Mengqi couldn't bear the severe pain, and his brain began to be confused.

In order not to scream, he closed his mouth tightly, and all the muscles on his body were tense.

Sweat continued to ooze from the forehead of the green tendons, and after converging into the size of a soybean, it kept dripping onto the stone slab.

Subconsciously, his hands gripping the torture frame became harder and harder, and the inch-thick plank gradually deformed.

Seeing that he no longer shouted, the number of reports of the execution guards became smaller and smaller, and only the piercing crackling sound seemed to be left in the entire courtyard.

Stick after stick, obviously hitting King Yan's body, but it seemed to hit everyone's heart.

When each stick fell, everyone involuntarily twitched.

At this time, there was only one person who was unaware of all this, and that was Qian Duo, who was still standing in the main hall.

Ever since Zhao Mengqi said the sentence against her, she has begun to become like this, like a piece of wood.

What else Zhao Mengqi said later, and what happened, she didn't seem to know at all.

Perhaps, this is more mourning than death.

It's just that a sudden palpitation made her seem to have regained her perception of the outside world, and a strange snapping sound sounded in her ears.

Her eyes were still blank, like a walking corpse, moving in the direction from which the voice came.

Walking slowly to the door, she seemed to see a hateful face smiling at her.

His heart trembled, his scattered pupils slowly constricted, and his focus fell on a hideously deformed face.

What is this bastard doing!?

Suddenly, it was like a thunderbolt that exploded in Qian Duo's mind, causing her to instantly regain consciousness.

Immediately, she rushed out like a crazy leopard, viciously smashed away the guards who were raising the water and fire sticks, and flew on Zhao Mengqi.

"Stop! Don't hit him! ……”

Qian Duo screamed angrily and clung to Zhao Mengqi's back, trying to shield him from injury with his thin body.

Zhao Mengqi was dizzy with pain, and was provoked by the sudden change, and immediately woke up.

"Shhhh Qian Duo, what kind of mess are you making, come down for me! ”

"I don't!" Qian Duo hugged Zhao Mengqi even more desperately.

Zhao Mengqi couldn't cry or laugh, "It's almost twenty sticks to finish, don't get in the way." ”

"No! Hit me if you want to! ”

Qian Duo also vaguely understood at this time that Zhao Mengqi was actually accepting the punishment for her.

"Don't mess around!"

Zhao Mengqi stood up with the torture frame, then broke Qian Duo's hand, ripped her off her body, and handed her to the guards, "Give me a good look at her!" ”

Then he went back to the torture rack and lay down, "Don't rub it off, hurry up and fight!" ”

So, the shadow of the stick rose again, and the blood flower bloomed again.

Qian Duo struggled desperately, but his hands were grabbed by the guards, and he couldn't break free at all.

Seeing the stick smashed on Zhao Mengqi's already bloody shoulder and back again and again, Qian Duo completely collapsed, and burst into tears.

"Don't fight, don't fight, it's me who is at fault, if you want to fight, hit me...... I really know it's wrong...... Zhao Mengqi, you bastard, let them stop, please, you let him stop fighting...... I'm not willful in the future, can't I be obedient? ”