Three days later.

The autumn breeze is warm, and everything is slaughtered.

This time, as in the past, the pit killing ground was set at the Weishui grass beach in Xianyang.

The news of the killing of Fang Shi and Confucian scholars spread half a year ago, and now a large number of citizens in the city are waiting eagerly.

There were many people who came to watch the torture this time, and in the townships, pavilions, and li around Xianyang, there were people rushing to the place where Liqiu went to watch the execution.

However, most of the people who watched the punishment were newcomers who migrated to Xianyang, and the old Qin people were not too curious about it.

But.

Early in the morning of the beginning of autumn, there were still a large number of people running to the grass beach.

Kanto immigrants with different accents mingled into an endless stream of people, and all kinds of discussions were flying.

Although the execution ground is located on the grass beach.

In fact, it is located at the bottom of a flat valley on the bank of the Weishui River.

The crowd stood on low slopes on both sides, from the hill to the bottom.

But the people who can really see the executions are actually those in front of them.

Most of them are just joining in the fun.

Today's execution ground is different from the past, there are no torture frames, no shirtless executioners, and a large number of men and horses are guarding the valley with blades, and at this time in the valley, there are thousands of soldiers digging pits, rows of earth pits are connected, and a large amount of new mud is piled up on one side.

Exudes a fresh, earthy scent.

The citizens standing on the hillside, looking at the hundreds of dirt pits, their hearts beat terribly.

Everyone looked at each other quietly, not daring to make too much noise.

The valley of the grassy beach is filled with a strange, even suffocating atmosphere.

Everyone stood solemnly, waiting for the arrival of the prisoners.

Imperial History, Imperial Prison.

Ji Heng and the others were awakened very early.

The meal was a lot more plentiful.

It is no longer an unpalatable food, but it has been replaced with rice crackers and a kind hot soup.

However, few people in prison had an appetite, and many Confucian scholars cried loudly when they were eating rice crackers, and the cry was heartbreaking.

But it didn't work.

In less than half an hour, a jailer entered the prison and put heavy wooden shackles on them, which they should call 'citrus' or 'shackles', and then the group was successively tied with thick black ropes called leixie, and their feet were also clamped by a large iron tongs.

All this is done to prevent escape.

The execution ground of the pit killing was nearly ten miles away from the Imperial Prison, and it was inevitable that an accident would occur, so it was taken as a precaution.

One person after another in prison went out.

Ji Heng stood behind.

He had a wooden yoke around his neck and iron tongs around his feet.

However, it is not yet tied.

Looking at the front of a group of criminals in ochre and red clothes going out, Ji Heng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Later generations said that the Qin Dynasty was brutal, and the 'ochre clothes plugged the road' is really worthy of its name, but how many people know that the ochre clothes we are wearing are bought with our own money?" ”

Ji Heng shook his head.

Qin Ting can be described as careful with criminals.

If the family does not provide money, they must raise money through military service.

A set costs 110 yuan in winter and 55 yuan in summer.

After serving for one month, men were given two stones of millet, and women were one and a half stones, but in the end, they had to deduct their rations, so although they were sentenced half a year ago, they were forced to serve for nearly five months in order to make up the uniform of this criminal.

Of course, some of them are very resistant to service, and they have not been able to get together for more than five months, and in the end the government will still give them a piece of clothing.

However, it is the clothes of 'tsuga' (women).

It doesn't fit.

Ji Heng sat on the ground and looked at the queue calmly.

A thought.

He remembered the poems he had made in his previous life.

Han Wei - "There is a Will"

Who will ask for a long strategy, and is willing to make the silk old.

An Shi originally had economic intentions, so why not work together for the common people.

Just as Ji Heng was looking back on the past, there was the sound of footsteps in his ears.

A young man in a black robe appeared in front of Ji Heng with a pot of wine, Hu Hai looked at Ji Heng with a haggard expression, his expression was quite embarrassed, and he looked at the front and cried bitterly, and even the Fang Shi and Confucian scholars who refused to move forward couldn't help sighing.

He handed the flask to Ji Heng.

Shen Dao:

"You and I know each other."

"Although I don't like your temper, I have to admit that you are indeed a talented person, and you see people and things very clearly, but unfortunately I can't save you, my eldest brother pleaded for you a few days ago, and was finally grounded by my father, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come out for most of the month."

Speaking of which.

Hu Hai was also very embarrassed.

In fact, after he was released from prison, he also wanted to intercede.

As a result, before he reached Xianyang Palace, he heard that Fusu was grounded.

He immediately turned back.

He didn't dare to anger the First Emperor again, he was thrown to the edict by the First Emperor because of his intercession, and the First Emperor was obviously angry at that time, and then he went to intercede, but he couldn't keep it and threw it in again, he almost didn't think too much, and just gave up.

He will be able to send Ji Heng a pot of wine now.

Ji Heng glanced at Hu Hai a few times, and reached out to take the wine jug.

He took a few sips.

Hu Hai glanced around a few times, still a little unwilling, and said in a low voice: "Ji Heng, you are going to die soon, can you give me an idea, just save Zhao Gao." ”

"I don't want him dead."

Hear the words.

Ji Heng's face was as usual, he drank the wine in a big gulp, and when he finished drinking a pot of wine, he said lightly: "I said earlier, my lecture is over, and if you want me to come up with an idea, it will be another price." ”

"A jug of wine is not enough!"

Hu Hai's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "Ji Heng, you are a little too much, how much wine have you knocked from me?" What did you talk about? It's all big and empty, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and now let you give me an idea, you have such an attitude? ”

"Don't be ignorant!"

Hu Hai glared angrily.

Ji Heng put the wine jug on the ground and walked straight forward, as for Hu Hai, he directly ignored it.

Hu Hai's face froze.

He's really going to blow up at the moment.

Ji Heng deceived him too much!

Just saw that Ji Heng was tied up, and Hu Hai was immediately deflated.

Ji Heng is going to die, so will he take care of himself?

He clearly has no fear.

Hu Hai didn't speak again, just watched Ji Heng being taken away by the jailer, and waited until Ji Heng's figure disappeared before he sighed: "It's not necessarily a good thing to be too smart in this world, Ji Heng is very smart, and it is still difficult to escape death, but unfortunately, although he understands the situation of Daqin, he still can't give a solution." ”

"But now that Zhao Gao can't be saved, I don't know what to do?"

Hu Hai shook his head.

He didn't want to see Ji Heng being executed, he looked at the wine jug at the bottom of his feet, kicked it away, and turned around and walked towards the palace.

For him, Ji Heng was a passer-by.

The queue of Ji Heng and the others was not fast, but as soon as they were escorted out of the prison, they attracted the attention of the city.

It's quiet in the city.

But there was a strange mood in the air.

Ji Heng lowered his head, ignoring the gossip of the outside world.

But the whisper still came into my ears.