Kangxi Dynasty.

Although the sky in Beijing is still bright, the people of Beijing have already spontaneously organized themselves at the city gate, intending to watch the excitement.

The people who appear here are all aborigines of old Beijing and some refugees from Hebei.

After learning that the three emperors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were escorted back and executed under the watchful eyes of the public, one by one they were elated and immediately surrounded them.

"Good death! The emperor of the Tartars, he should have been executed a long time ago! My Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty is really wise! ”

"Huh! Now that the Qing Dynasty is dead, what is the emperor? It should be called Your Majesty. ”

"Didn't you read the new law promulgated by the cabinet a few days ago? The emperor said, whether it is the emperor or His Majesty, the saints, or the official family, as long as there are no foul language, we can do whatever we call the people. ”

"And this?"

"A few days ago, there was a poem on the streets and alleys, called 'Seize Zhu Fei Zhengcai, and the different species are also called kings', I heard that it is the legacy of the ancients, and now it seems that it is exactly the case!"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion on the streets of Beijing, and the Han people were particularly satisfied with the promulgation of the new policy.

After all, it is only thirty or forty years since the end of the Ming Dynasty, and the generation has not died, so they naturally know what the situation is like in the Ming Dynasty.

In the Ming Dynasty, their family originally had a house and a field, but after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, they directly ran to stake the land, and just like that, their own yard became a courtyard of the Manchurians, and they became slaves.

Now that Da Ming is back and everything is back again, it will naturally make them feel jubilant.

And of course, there are also some people who stay in the crowd with disgust, looking at the officers and soldiers of the Yaowu Battalion who are neatly lined up, they are indignant, and they have to whisper: "What a god!" The masters will be able to come back sooner or later, what a Ming Dynasty, a group of thieves! ”

"It's the pole, it's the pole. The emperor who loves Xinjueluo is the Ninety-Five, these Ming people are really barbaric, and they want to execute such a Ninety-Five, after God knows about this, I am afraid that he will blame it, and the world will be over! ”

Before the Ming Dynasty entered the city, they were the old clothed slaves of the Eight Banners, and they were too high on weekdays, and they were proud to be slaves.

Now that the Ming Dynasty is here, these old clothed servants who used to be tigers have become ordinary citizens, and let them die with the masters of the Eight Banners, and they are not happy, and they seem a little unacceptable for a while, they can only pull swill and gold juice on the streets of Beijing every day, and once there is labor, they also need to repair the city wall immediately.

They are full of complaints about their current lives, but they dare not rebel openly, so they can only get together and complain a few words.

"Did you just think that Aixin Jueluo's family is very good?"

Suddenly, a voice appeared in their ears, and a man in a horse coat subconsciously said, "Of course! The masters are first-class good, follow the masters as slaves, and live a nourishing life, which is much better than now! ”

After finishing speaking, they reacted, and they all looked at the place where they had just spoken, and immediately saw several cold eyes, staring at them.

And these cold-eyed owners, in their sleeves, seem to have knives hidden.

"Take it!"

Without hesitation, an order!

Several people rushed out of the crowd and directly held down these coated minions who spoke.

"Ouch hey!"

The clothed slave directly pressed his face to the ground, was rubbed out of a blood mark, felt the hot pain, and instantly shouted: "What are you doing!" Let go of your grandfather! ”

The people of Beijing who did not know the truth also gathered around, and they were a little puzzled.

Seeing this scene, the person in charge immediately took out a token and immediately said: "Jinyiwei handles the case!" These three people just hyped up the Manchu chieftains' love for Xin Jueluo, and they were suspected of assassinating the king! Now it has been taken down by my brocade guard, and he will be imprisoned immediately! ”

After seeing such tokens, the surrounding people were instantly filled with righteous indignation and shouted angrily: "Hey! I'm so grumpy, does anyone really want to be a minion?! What a shame for our old Beijing! ”

"The Holy Son of Heaven is on the throne, and the four seas are healthy! My Ming national strength is thriving, and such pickled goods dare to make noise here! Old and young, go up and beat them! ”

“……”

All of a sudden, the three good minions who loved Xinjueluo were beaten to pieces, and they couldn't recognize the east, west, north and south.

And the brocade guards let the people vent before escorting these three people away.

After returning to prison, I will be beaten again!

A good person is not right, but he wants to be a slave, I really don't understand what the situation is.

The people scolded and were filled with righteous indignation.

Soon, the mist gradually dissipated, and after the sun shone, four prisoner cars escorted Yue Le, Xuan Ye, Fu Quan, and Jia Han back into the capital.

Originally, the four of them were imprisoned together, but the road was too noisy, so the Jinyi guards and soldiers who escorted them separated the four of them, and there was only a scolding battle left along the way.

At this moment, the entire avenue of Beijing has been blocked, above the noon gate, all kinds of props for execution are being placed, and the black heads on the square are all looking forward to it, as if looking forward to the arrival of noon.

Not far away, however, a carriage stopped, and three familiar heads were visible above it.

The three generals who were supposed to attack Shang Zhixin on the battlefield in Guangdong.

They are Tu Mo Wencheng, and Bi Chengchou and Ma Leji Sangui.

These three people are all the highest-ranking generals in Manchuria, and they are currently the highest-ranking generals in Toucheng.

Tu Mo was named the Marquis of Keru, and Bi was awarded the Marquis of Pingjin, while Maleji was the Marquis of Faqing.

The three Manchurians who made great achievements for the Ming Dynasty and slaughtered countless people in the city looked at the crowded square at this moment, and their mood was a little complicated for a while.

They looked at the wooden frame in front of the noon gate, and looked at the blade that shimmered with a cold and cold light, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their necks.

This thing must be beheaded, it must be very fast!

This thing is something made by His Majesty, it is said that it was invented by the Luyi pomegranate in the West, I don't understand who it is, and the head is cut off very quickly.

These days, Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi have told the secret of immortality in order to survive.

For example, the treasures of Manchuria were buried on a certain mountain outside the Guan, and they did their best to make those cities that were still resisting put down their resistance, so His Majesty granted permission to allow Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi to die happily.

And Yue Le and Jia Hanfu obviously didn't have such good luck.

After all, all the credit was robbed by Xiao Xuanzi, and the two of them no longer had the opportunity to be tainted witnesses.

Therefore, Yue Le will be sentenced to five sentences, while Jia Hanfu will be more relaxed, just a half-cut sentence.

Executed with them, along with dozens of captive Manchu dignitaries, all of whom were brutal and could not be surrendered.

And after seeing this situation, Tu Mo and Bibi shouted 'good death' in their hearts, but in Maleji's mind, there was a feeling of sadness for the rabbit and the fox.

After all, he still has some feelings for the Qing Dynasty.

Malerji and Tu Mo and Bibi are different, the two of them were little Karami in the Qing Dynasty, and they belonged to the existence of the Qing Dynasty, and there were no more of them, and there were no less of them.

Therefore, Tu Mohe and Bi were able to say in a grand manner, 'I love Daqing, does Daqing love me?' Words like 'We were originally Akito'.

And Maleji, after all, is a feudal official who was single-handedly pulled up by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he still can't bear it.

But I just feel ashamed, and it is absolutely impossible for him to rebel against the Ming Dynasty and restore the Qing Dynasty.

He still wants to keep his head for dinner.

The reason why the three of them were called back from the front line in Zhejiang was so that they could watch the ceremony up close, watch the ceremony of the destruction of the old and the young, and then beat them.

Needless to say, who called them back.

Maleji took a deep breath and was about to say something when suddenly nine crisp bells rang above the east gate of the noon gate, and the audience was silent for a while.

The bell rings nine times, and the Son of Heaven is coming!

With the ringing of the bell, the people of Beijing burst into fierce cheers, resounding throughout the noon gate and the entire sky!

The sound reverberated endlessly, hovering over the entire Beijing, and every household could hear the shouts of the brush.

In this time when gongs and drums shook the sky, firecrackers rang out, people were crowded, and red flags were displayed, an emperor wearing a gown and a crown of twelve crowns appeared on the noon gate!

"It's really my Ming Shengtian!"

Some people took a breath of cold air, looked at the figure above the noon gate, and suddenly felt a coercion rushing to their faces, muttering to themselves.

"Look, does Your Majesty look like a dragon? It's a real dragon! ”

The people around him were also chattering, and soon, he looked at the four unspeakable creatures held in the prisoner car, and couldn't help but feel disdain: "A big head, a pockmark, an old man, and a person with black eyes, such a roe deer-headed rat and extremely ugly person, is the emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty?" Phew! ”

"It's still my Ming Jiajing Majesty, who is full of energy and has the wind of Mu Mu Tianzi!"

In an instant, the people fell into a frenzy, and the shouts once again drowned out the entire noon gate:

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Ming Dynasty! ”

……

Zhu Houxi arrived at the noon gate, this time he was very serious and neat, wearing a gown, and he was very interested in this ceremony, and he did not wear a traditional robe.

Although the Manchu regime is hateful, but after all, it is also the Central Plains, no matter what Zhu Houxi says, in this land, the Manchu Qing can be regarded as the master of the Central Plains for decades, therefore, this beheading ceremony still needs to be carried out in a righteous and bright manner, and at the same time to announce to the world that the master here has returned to the hands of the Han people!

As for the Taimiao, Zhu Houxi felt that he didn't need to pay respects.

After all, the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty are all seeing it in the chat group, and the next time they have a meeting, tell them that the national war is over, and they quickly pack up and prepare for the next handful.

Countless pairs of eyes are staring at their own figure above the noon gate.

There were also countless pairs of eyes, staring at the four people in the prisoner car.

In the crowd, many plainclothes brocade guards were patrolling to prevent the robbery of the law field and the assassination of the king.

In the entire city of Beijing, there are still more than 10,000 troops stationed, and the Yaowu Battalion, one of the elite of the 12th Regiment Battalion, can be described as impregnable.

"It's almost time, let's start the execution."

Zhu Houxi looked at the sky, just pinched his fingers, and calculated that noon had arrived, and then indifferently instructed the surrounding officials.

And after hearing Zhu Houxi's instructions, the officials around him did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly began to read out the will:

"Jianzhou captives, take advantage of my funeral, drive him to ride Hu, enter my Yanjing, steal my artifact, mess up my clothes, encroach on my territory, and enslave my people. Shenzhou is everywhere, stained with blood, and cultural compatriots are oppressed. Under the order to shave their hair, the people still did not flee, and the banner soldiers were stationed, and they were full of traces. Regardless of the ten days in Yangzhou, the three massacres in Jiading, the tragedy still exists, and the shame has not been ......"

"The violence of Jianzhou is better than that of Ji and Xu, and Yue Le, Xuanye, and Fuquan are the three captives, who abuse the people monstrously, poison Shenzhou, harm the people of Li, and the rotten bones do not exist......"

The words were read out from the mouth of Mao Bowen, who had been promoted to the secretary of Dali Temple, and the surrounding Jinyi guards immediately relayed the words in real time, striving to let the people of the entire Beijing hear this sentence by sentence for the accusation of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

In the prison car, the educated little Xuanzi couldn't help clenching his fists, and his heart was very weak.

And the uneducated Xiao Quanzi and Yue Le have long been decadent, and they are in a daze in the prison car.

As for Jia Hanfu, it is an old tear.

What does it have to do with him? He's just a traitor, so he won't die together.

And when it came to the last sentence, Zhu Houxi waved his hand directly, so that Mao Bowen didn't have to read it, he took action in person, and after the mana was condensed, he immediately raised his voice and shouted:

"Today, Shuntian responds to the people, punishes this Jianzhou and regulates the captives, and the Confutyi Nurhachi, Huangtaiji, Dolgon, and Fu Lin come out, and the bones are broken and ashes are raised!"

As soon as Zhu Houxi finished speaking, there were bursts of applause outside the noon gate, and the atmosphere of the scene was ignited.

Although most of them didn't understand what this passage meant, they naturally knew that this was the killing of the three emperors of the Manchu Dynasty!

On weekdays, there are many onlookers who execute ordinary death row prisoners, but now it is the emperor of the Manchu Qing who is executed, and the people who are oppressed by the Manchu Qing Dynasty on weekdays are naturally more excited, constantly waving their fists and shouting loudly!

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Kill the Tartars, kill the tyrants!"

"The sun and the moon shine, my Ming is finally recovered!"

……

On the wall of the noon gate, listening to the cheers of the people, Zhu Houxi nodded, very satisfied, and then said: "Execution!" ”

Outside the noon gate, a tsunami of mountains rose in an instant.

Jin Yiwei lifted Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi out of the prisoner car, and Xiao Quanzi was already so frightened that his legs trembled, and feces and urine flowed sideways.

Jin Yiwei frowned, dragged Xiao Quanzi and walked to the guillotine.

And Xiao Xuanzi is much calmer, worthy of being called 'a child through the ages'.

Xiao Xuanzi didn't need the escort of the brocade guard, but walked towards the guillotine in a grand manner, with a strong hatred, he glanced back at Zhu Houxi, and then used all his strength, his chest rose and fell, and roared: "Zhu Houxi!! I don't know how you came back from the dead, but my Qing dynasty will never perish! I will have people with lofty ideals in Manchuria to recover my Qing Dynasty! At that time, the descendants of the Zhu family will also end up today!! ”

With this roar, Xiao Xuanzi couldn't help but feel that the world was spinning for a while, and there was a little lack of oxygen.

The sound in his ears was getting louder and louder, and Xiao Xuanzi could even hear the voices of the people scolding him, and heard the voices of the people cheering.

He couldn't help clenching his fists, regretting very much that when he was the emperor, he didn't kill all these Han people!

Under this scolding, Jin Yiwei pushed Xiao Xuanzi to the guillotine with a heavy push, and fixed Xiao Xuanzi's head with a wooden flail.

On the other side, Xiao Quanzi, who was also fixed on the guillotine, was already crying, crying, and there was no one at all.

But it's very true.

Seeing this appearance, Xiao Xuanzi also began to be a little scared.

He was afraid of death.

Fear to see the fathers and fathers, fear all that is feared.

His legs and stomach were weak, and he already regretted his actions to scold Zhu Houxi angrily, and even had some feelings of wanting to kowtow and admit his mistake.

But as the emperor, he also understands that even if he kowtows and admits his mistakes, he will be guilty of death.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

Xiao Quanzi's desperate wail came from his ears, and at this moment, the sound that was originally like a wave has gradually weakened, and it seems that everyone wants to see the scene of the emperor's death.

After all, there are very few people who can see the emperor beheaded in public, or even none.

Even if it's the king of Yidi!

The executioner also seemed a little reserved and unfamiliar.

He is used to using a chopper, but now he has to use a guillotine, and he can complete the execution with a slight pull, which is still too big a shock to his career.

The executioner took a deep breath, then pulled the trigger hard, and the blade at the top of the plane fell rapidly.

"Zhu Houxi, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!!"

In an instant, the human head was separated, and a large stream of blood gushed out from the corpse, and the splashed blood stained the entire noon gate red!

And Xiao Xuanzi's last roar before he died was accompanied by long-term unwillingness.

Immediately, the executioner stepped forward, pulled his braids, lifted the heads of Aixin Jueluo Xuanye and Aixin Jueluo Fuquan, and showed them to the people!

Soon, there was a loud cheer from the crowd!

Zhu Houxi, who was above the noon gate, also heard Xiao Xuanzi's words before he died, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Little Xuanzi, don't worry, you won't have a chance to be a ghost."

Under the subdues, the thunder flickered, and it seemed that there was an extremely strong energy brewing, but it was quickly canceled by Zhu Houxi, and he shook his head: "The aura is such a thin world, ghost?" Hehe. ”

And immediately afterwards, Zhu Houxi nodded, Mao Bowen immediately understood, and then solemnly said: "Yue Le, Jia Hanfu, execution!" ”

And at this moment, Yue Le and Jia Hanfu, the two old men, were already scared stupid.

Yue Le couldn't control his lower body, and the urine flowed sideways, oozing a smell from the entire prisoner car.

Jia Hanfu, on the other hand, was trembling and looking like dementia.

Seeing the two of them like this, Mao Bowen immediately comforted: "Don't worry, you won't use the guillotine." ”

Hearing Mao Bowen say this, Yue Le was excited, and instantly asked, "Then I...... What do I use? ”

Jia Hanfu also cast his gaze.

Seeing that the two of them were so curious, Mao Bowen laughed, and then said:

"You are all five punishments, he is cut in half, compared to the two of them, it is much more painful! The two of them will be done with a click, but you will be tortured for at least two or three incense sticks, and even half an hour before you die! ”

There is also a chapter pinch.

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