In Yangzhou in April, the weather has become warmer.

The elm trees on both sides of the Xiaoqinhuai River became lush and green, and a few red carp, knowing that there was a fisherman not far away, defiantly jumped high above the clear water, showing its vigorous posture.

A large group of people hurried across the stone bridge, and the fishermen who had just been fishing were nowhere to be found, leaving only a bamboo raft floating ethereally.

"My goodness, why are there so many people?"

"There may have been a place an hour ago, don't think about it now!"

"I came here from Taizhou, but fortunately I have the ability to climb trees and climb over walls!"

……

At this time, the East Market was already overcrowded, not to mention the two restaurants in the East Market, even on the ground, there was no place to stand, and many people had climbed to the trees.

Just today, Li Zhiqing, Yang Mingyuan, the prefect of Yangzhou, and Zhang Zhushan, the imperial historian of the Lianghuai Salt Patrol, were to be executed, and all the major corruption cases in the salt administration system were beheaded.

The Chinese people have always been so lively, such a grand scene in Yangzhou is a rare occurrence in a hundred years, so it attracts a lot of people around to flock to come, at this time Yangzhou Mansion has already been 10,000 empty alleys.

"My good man, will you really be killed?"

"Isn't there one of them who is the son of Gao Ge Lao?"

"It's hard for anyone to do it now, the emperor wants to kill corrupt officials when he uses Wang Yue!"

"Just look at it and know it! If it is really beheaded, I will only serve the king and cut off the head in the future! ”

……

Although it has been learned that today is the day of the execution of Li Zhiqing and other officials, the thought that these officials have the backers of the court, especially the son of the former head assistant Takaya is still among them, makes some people have a skeptical attitude.

It was at this time that prisoner cars came from the direction of the Provisional Yangzhou Governor's Palace.

Since the officials involved in this case run through almost the entire yamen of Yangzhou Prefecture, even if the imperial court wants to fill the vacant official positions, it will need to give the new officials time to take up their posts.

In the same way, in addition to the deployment of troops and support, Wang Zhi and Wang Yue jointly established a temporary military governor's palace to handle all affairs.

Even if it is a petty theft, as long as the Provisional Governor's Office orders it, it can also be directly killed, so that the current Yangzhou City is simply untouched and does not close its doors at night.

"It's coming! Here it comes! ”

"Bah, I really deserve it!"

"Huh? Why didn't this magistrate take the prisoner car! ”

"If you don't take a look, how can there be enough prisoner cars?"

"I will behead hundreds of officials today, this matter is probably going down in history!"

……

The onlookers on the street watched the officials on death row with their hair scattered to be escorted to the execution ground, and watched these officials who had done many evils being beheaded, and they also discussed one after another.

The most concerned is naturally the iron triangle of Yangzhou City, and they are all escorted in prison cars.

Li Zhiqing was already in a cloak at this moment, and his whole person seemed to be ten years old, and his eyes were looking at the road in a hollow manner.

When he was arrested, he always imagined that the capital would definitely come to the rescue. It's just that with the passage of time, especially when his crimes of killing Wang Chunlai, the transfer envoy of the two Huaidu, and Wailang Guan Tong, a member of the Nanjing household department of Yangzhou and Guantong, were dug up, he knew that he was powerless.

After years of careful management, he has already mastered Yangzhou, and can be said to be the real king of Yangzhou. But I never expected that it would be ruined by a person who had just been reinstated by a marginal figure of the civilian bureaucracy.

If you were more cautious, if you had discovered Wang Yue's identity earlier, then things would never have been like this. It's just that he was careless, and in the end he lost all the games, and now he is being pushed to the guillotine.

He hates God's injustice, and he hates himself for being careless, otherwise why is it so?

"How so? How so? My dad is Wan An and Liu Ji's teacher! ”

Gao Heng saw that he had not received an amnesty from the imperial court, and seeing that he was being escorted to the execution ground, the pent-up emotions finally broke out, and he seemed to be panicked and said to himself.

Although he doesn't know how to learn, he is a famous straw bag in Guozijian, but fortunately he has a powerful father, so he naturally enters the office.

It's just that the little money from the Zhongshu Sheren is not enough for his own expenses to go to the Teaching Workshop Division, and the dispensable idle official is not his own pursuit, so he aimed at the errand of the deputy envoy of the two Huai Du transfer envoys.

Things proved that his choice was right, although the deputy envoy of the two Huai Du was only the official position of Zheng Wupin, but the oil and water in it were terrifying.

Who would have thought that he had been sharing the blessings of peace in this position for more than ten years, and the matter was still poked out, and he, an important participant, was naturally going to be punished.

But he is the son of the former Shoufu, and the only two pavilion elders in the dynasty are his father's protégés, and he really doesn't want to die!

Wow......

I don't want to die!

I don't sin to death!

……

Zhang Zhushan, the two Huai patrol salt imperial history, was the first to break the defense, but after seeing a corner of the front torture table, he suddenly cried loudly and shouted aggrieved.

He was indeed very wronged, and he worked hard to build the character of the iron-faced imperial history for more than ten years, and it was not easy to get the fat shortage of the two Huai patrol salt imperial history.

As a result, Gao Heng and the others have enjoyed the wealth of the world for more than ten years, and he has only been in office for a month, and he is still secretly enjoying himself, but now he is going to be beheaded together with Gao Heng and others.

If he could choose again, he would never want this Salt Patrol Imperial History, this transaction was too worthless.

"Li Zhiqing, you hurt me, you can't die well in hell!" Yang Mingyuan, the prefect of Yangzhou, thought that it was Li Zhiqing who pulled him into the water, so he cursed loudly.

"Yang Mingyuan, you are not a good bird, you and Li Zhiqing should go to hell together!" When he heard Yang Mingyuan complain, Zhao Sansi, who was sentenced by the Yangzhou Mansion in the back, also cursed.

It's just that his words just fell, and there were also people cursing him behind him, and it was Liu Ming, the judge of the Lianghuai Capital Transfer Division, who had the same department and fellow villagers with him, who stood up. 33

The officialdom of the Ming Dynasty has three types of relationships: teachers and students, the same year, and fellow villagers, and these relationships have connected all the officials together, thus forming a group.

It is precisely because of this that after Li Zhiqing went into the water alone, with the continuous development of everyone, almost all the officials in Yangzhou Mansion were spared.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

……

As they cursed each other, rotten leaves, half-dried cow dung, and rotten eggs flew around the corner near the execution platform, which quickly made them look like they were confused.

Wow!

Wow wow!

Wow wow!

……

The life of Yangzhou officials is undoubtedly the most pleasant, and they strive for perfection in eating, but now in the face of these filthy things, many officials vomit in their stomachs.

"Hurry up, beware of Lao Tzu whipping you with a leather whip!" The soldiers of the Nanjing Shenji Battalion, who were in charge of escorting the death row prisoners, held leather whips and drove away the vomiting officials.

In Dongshi, a torture table the size of a basketball court has been erected.

Wang Zhi, who had delicate skin, came to the prison beheading platform of the execution ground with a painting fan, looked at the crowd and said with emotion: "Today is really lively!" ”

"You deliberately released the news of killing hundreds of officials a few days in advance, so that people from Nanjing rushed over!" Wang Yue seemed to know it, and directly exposed the little trick of the initiator.

Wang Zhi had a handsome face, and said as a matter of course: "Such a grand event, naturally more people want to come to witness!" After a pause, he turned his head to look at Wang Yue and said: "It is said that the miscellaneous family is the big devil, but the miscellaneous family has been in the West Factory for so many years, but it is not as good as you!" ”

"You also have a share of today's affairs!" Wang Yue looked at the prisoners who were taken to the execution table one after another, but he seriously corrected them.

Wang Zhi did not argue, but also looked at the torture platform of the prisoners who were taken one after another and said: "After this is over, the miscellaneous family will not be here to accompany you, and you have to go back to Nanjing!" His Majesty handed over the flintlock pistol and even the drawings, but as a result, these wastes have not yet come up with the finished product, and the miscellaneous family must go back to peel the skin, otherwise they really think that the miscellaneous family has to bargain. ”

"Hasn't the flintlock pistol been making progress? It's just that the thing that follows the principle of the bowstring, they haven't found a qualified fine iron! Wang Yue also paid attention to the progress of this new type of firearm, and immediately asked puzzled.

Wang Zhi asked for a pen, so he replied while writing on the fan: "If there is no achievement at all, the miscellaneous family does not need to go back, just send a letter back to loosen their bones!" ”

"You're the same as before, still like this...... Stern! Wang Yue originally wanted to say nitpicking, but in the end he changed to a mild word.

Whether it is leading troops in Xichang or Datong, although the rewards and punishments for this person in front of him are clear, they are also very severe. Those craftsmen working under him can only ask for more blessings.

When Wang Zhi heard Wang Yue's words, he nodded and wrote: "Wang Yue called the slave and maid strict, and the minister thought so!" When I was in the inner study hall, I heard that if you want to be a square circle, the rules must be strict. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven today, and slaves and maids should be loyal and not disobey the king......"

"What are you muttering?" Wang Yue saw that Wang Zhi was writing hard, and immediately asked curiously.

Wang Zhi put away the pen with satisfaction, then handed over the written paper fan and said, "You have to learn more from miscellaneous families now!" Don't wait for ten days or eight days to get a letter, let's report to Your Majesty now, so that we won't be exploited by those hypocrites like we did back then. You are a poet and resentful, and the miscellaneous family did nothing wrong, but you were impeached and led the army to make trouble! ”

"Back then, when you served as the supervisor of Datong, you did mobilize more border troops!" Wang Yue didn't expect Wang Zhi's desire to survive to become so high, but he still pointed out his mistakes.

Wang Zhi handed the pen back to the little eunuch beside him, but he justified it seriously: "The soldier's duty is to guard the border!" The cattle and sheep of the Tartars came to eat our water and grass in the Ming Dynasty, and they did not pay taxes to the Ming Dynasty, why couldn't the miscellaneous family take the troops out to fight them? They sent sentinels to reconnoitre, why did the miscellaneous family let them peep? ”

Wang Yue knew that it was difficult to reach a conclusion on this matter, and from Wenchen's point of view, it was indeed Wang Zhi who had nothing to do, but from Wang Zhi's point of view, he had to keep every inch of grass.

Wang Zhi glanced at Wang Yue deeply, and suddenly asked a heart-piercing sentence: "They indirectly killed two thousand Datong soldiers, don't you really hate those hypocrites?" ”

Some people died, but not completely......