If the new issue of the newspaper brought an uproar to the officialdom, then the people in the market are a different picture.

The common people rarely care about the affairs of officialdom, they only care about what is closely related to their own lives.

It came out in the same issue as the official residence newspaper, and there was also the latest issue of the newspaper.

The headline on the first page of this issue of the newspaper was that Zhao Jun, as a representative of the Constitutional Yuan, wrote an article about "the imperial court severely cracks down on crime, sweeps away gangsters and eliminates evil".

In addition, there are also contributions by Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Fan Zhongyan and others, all of which condemn the poor public security environment in Bianliang.

On the west street outside the city, a limping middle-aged Confucian student walked into a wine shop, his name was Hong Wen, a poor scholar, who made a living by writing to people on the street, and occasionally worked as a teacher.

He entered the wine shop, drained a few copper plates, and said, "Shopkeeper, have a pot of wine and a plate of broad beans." ”

"Mr. Hong."

The shopkeeper sympathized with his plight, and gave a little more wine and broad beans every time. He put things on the counter, then smiled and said, "How are you doing, sir?" ”

Hong Wen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "After my leg is lame, others don't want me to be a teacher anymore, so I can only write on the street to make a living." Fortunately, there is no one in Bianliang to collect fees, otherwise I am afraid that I will not even be able to live. ”

"Sir, don't worry, you have to look at everything, it's the so-called endless road."

The shopkeeper thought for a while, took out another newspaper from under the counter and said, "This is the newspaper delivered this morning, which says that the Imperial City Division is now recruiting scribes, and the salary is good, Mr. can go and give it a try." ”

"Oh?"

Hong Wen was writing on the street, hungry and full, with no stable income, and when he learned of this, he took the newspaper and said, "Will the Imperial City Division want a lame person like me?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "Our prefect has always been kind-hearted, and the Imperial City Division has recruited a lot of new people, basically all of them are victims of the Ghost Fan Tower of Sanssono Cave and many underworlds. ”

"Hmm."

Hong Wen nodded noncommittally, and stood on the edge of the counter, drinking wine and eating broad beans while reading the newspaper.

Nowadays, most people can buy newspapers directly on the street, except for restaurants and tea shops that will subscribe to a few copies and put them in to solicit business, but he can't afford them.

His family is poor, and when he set up a stall last year, because he couldn't pay the fees, he was lame by the people who broke up the rudder of the black club on West Street in Guifan Lou, and he didn't even have the money to treat his legs, let alone buy newspapers on the street, so the news was very lagging behind.

At this moment, the news in the newspapers is still the recent anti-gang and evil forces that have made a lot of noise, and the prefect has ordered that these underworld and evil forces should be severely punished, and most of them should be beheaded to set an example.

And then there's a long list, and that's the first batch to be sent to the court.

The name of one of them caught Hong Wen's eye.

Liu Kuixi!

Hong Wen took a deep breath, put the newspaper back on the counter, drank the wine in one go, and walked a little bit, and when the shopkeeper turned around, he had already seen him leave the wine shop.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! The new morning newspaper has big news, and another batch of prisoners is about to be executed. ”

The newspaper boy on the street walked the streets and alleys, shouting hard.

In the past, children like them running on the street were the most unsafe, and if they were not careful, they might be abducted and disappear into the sea of people in Bianliang.

But in today's Bianliang, even if there is a fight on the street, there may be a vote of Kaifeng Mansion officials to come up and arrest people at any time.

Therefore, the city of Tokyo at this time has become the best time for public security since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty.

There are more people coming and going on the streets, including the elderly, children, women, and especially children, who dare to play near their homes even if they are not accompanied by adults.

The morning market is lively, and the arrival of the newsboy has injected fresh vitality into the market.

"Yo, our prefect is really bold, he wants to kill so many people, it is really for the people."

"Last time, Liu Popi, who bullied me, was cut off by the Zhiyuan, and now there is Zhao Zhiyuan in Tokyo City, see which one dares to make a mistake again."

"Look at it, the name on this, Liu Kuixi, isn't this the leader of the West Street Righteous Association? I heard that behind them is actually the Ghost Fan Tower, and he is also the helmsman of the Ghost Fan Tower. ”

"And this, Wang Lung, is the president of a branch in Sanssouci Cave. Look at this again, Li Sancai, also known as Li Sanlang, is the head of the Axe Society. ”

"Great, these people should be killed, it said, plus the batch killed last time, it is only the second batch, and there will be a third batch and a fourth batch in the future, this time more than 200 people will be killed, it is really enjoyable, we must also go and see."

"When are you going to go under the knife? Did it say above? ”

"Anyway, the execution will be carried out in three days, and it will be the same as the last execution ground on the outskirts of Dongcheng, where I am afraid that thousands of people will have to be killed in the future."

"Okay, I'll have to see it then."

In the tea stalls and wine shops, the people of Bianliang City, who had eaten breakfast in large quantities, all picked up the newspapers in their hands and were elated one by one.

The people of Bianliang have been suffering from these underworld forces for a long time.

Because these underworld forces will not provoke dignitaries and nobles, but for ordinary people, it is a disaster.

Even if there are no children in the family and women are trafficked, those people will collect protection money.

Anyone who sets up stalls, opens shops, and does business on the streets, these underworld forces, as well as the officials and officials of the government, will come to collect a fee, which makes the people miserable.

If you have a good business, you can still make a living, but if you have a bad business, like Hong Wen, you can't make a lot of money, and the other party has to charge his fees, and if you can't pay it, you will be beaten, and for the poor people, it almost kills them.

So in the past, whether it was ordinary people in Bianliang or small vendors, they had to be oppressed by these people.

Now Zhao Jun not only swept away the corrupt officials and corrupt officials in Kaifeng Mansion, cut off the hands of the officials of Kaifeng Mansion who stretched out to them to ask for money, but also swept away the underworld forces in Bianliang and protected them from paying money and beating them.

Under such circumstances, the security environment in the entire Bianliang is almost completely new. If the business atmosphere is good, there are more people who are willing to go out and shop on the street, which will naturally promote economic development.

Especially the night market, although the night market used to be prosperous, but often accompanied by more darkness and evil, now the people are much safer on the streets, and there are naturally more and more street vendors doing small business, and they are becoming more and more lively.

It is estimated that GDP has increased quite a bit.

Three days passed.

In the past few days, the officialdom and the civil society in Bianliang have shown two situations.

There is a lot of discussion in the officialdom about the restructuring, and the people are more concerned about the fact that the underworld forces have been swept away.

Officials and officials, people and people, they rushed to tell each other, and the news quickly spread throughout Tokyo.

Now that the Criminal Department has completed its restructuring, it has changed from an idle department to an organ responsible for formulating laws and formulating rules and regulations for various departments, and more than 100 officials have been transferred in.

The employment problem of more than 100 idle and redundant officials was solved at once, which immediately made the redundant officials in Bianliang excited, and they began to activate the door again, wanting to maintain a relationship in advance.

However, since it is still in the early stage of restructuring, only the Criminal Department has completed the restructuring and is formulating regulations for the new department, so there are not so many departments.

But it is clear that at least the vast majority of officials support the reform.

There are more than 10,000 redundant officials in the Great Song Dynasty, most of which are scattered in places, such as Su Shi's degraded deputy envoy of the Huangzhou regiment training is one of the idle officials, and Bianliang also has one or two thousand people.

It is estimated that after this restructuring, not only will these 2,000 people be resettled, but they may even have to return from the local government to transfer idle officials to fill the vacancies.

On November 10, in the early morning, both sides of East Street were already crowded.

Kaifeng Mansion is not only the yamen of the Bianliang government, but also an administrative agency, equivalent to the capital city government of later generations, not only to arrest thieves and murderers, but also to manage urban planning.

But it's a pity that the successive Quanzhi Kaifeng Mansion obviously has no awareness of this aspect, or it is difficult to plan a better city, and illegal buildings in Kaifeng Mansion have always been a big trouble, since the era of Zhao Guangyi.

At this moment, there are many illegal buildings on the streets, and all kinds of sheds, pavements, and rain shields extending from the houses on both sides make the streets narrower and narrower, and there are so many people that there is only one gap left in the middle.

The beheading procession of Kaifeng Mansion and Huangcheng Division was fine when they came out of the side street outside Xuande Gate, but when they arrived at East Street, they were suddenly blocked, and the team of carriages could not advance at all.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Don't squeeze it, stand in the back for me!"

"Blocking the prisoner car team is regarded as a robbery field, and it will be captured on the spot!"

At the front of the convoy was a middle-aged officer in a red robe, majestically scanning ahead.

This time, the beheading political system and the Kaifeng Mansion attached great importance to it, so both sides sent people, one was responsible for supervising the beheading, and the other was responsible for the main beheading.

The Constitutional Yuan sent Gao Jimin, the deputy envoy of the Imperial City Division, and the Kaifeng Mansion sent Zhang Tan, the same knowledge of Kaifeng Mansion, who was also the Tongzhi of Kaifeng Mansion as the Jilu official in the Ministry of Officials of the Five Grades, and was the second person in Kaifeng Mansion under Fan Zhongyan.

Under his majestic glance, the people on both sides of the street were separated by the servants on the left and right, and finally made way for a way.

But when the convoy passed, it was chaos again.

Someone shouted: "Look, the person in the prisoner car is Liu Kuixi." ”

"And Wang Lung."

"That's Li Sancai."

"They're all big shots."

"Big shots, they're big guys too?"

"Isn't it?"

"The people only know a few splashes who are rolling on the streets, and they don't know any of the real big people."

"Then you can tell me who the big guy is?"

In the crowd watching the excitement on the street, the people talked a lot.

One of the men triumphantly pointed to the prison lane: "You see, that person's name is Han Yuan, he used to be a magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture, and later went out to serve as the governor, and was captured by someone sent by the prefect, his uncle is the original privy deputy minister Han Yi." ”

"Is it him?"

When the surrounding people looked over, they saw a middle-aged man wearing the clothes of a death row prisoner sitting in a prisoner car, although his face was haggard and full of white hair, he could still vaguely see the appearance of being in a high position and being pampered.

The skin alone is completely different from the rough and dark appearance of ordinary people, and it is much better than the rest of the underworld forces who have to fight with people and grab territory all year round.

"Smash them!"

With a shout, the scene instantly became chaotic.

All kinds of vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and small stones were thrown on the prisoner cart, so that the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture and the guards of the Imperial City Division had to hurriedly retreat the crowd to maintain order.

If it weren't for Zhang Tan and Gao Jimin's loud scolding, I am afraid that these prisoners would have been stoned to death by the angry citizens of Bianliang before they were sent to the court.

This situation continued until the city went out, and the outside of the city was much wider, and finally passed the New Song Gate, and the back gate pressed thousands of people to follow, and the Dharma field outside the city was also crowded.

Many people start to grab the viewing position early, and this spectacle is even more lively than the Kemari tournaments held by the various Kemari Societies and government offices in the castle.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Today's beheading is the people of the Axe Society, this group of brutes should have died a long time ago."

"I was bullied by the people of the Righteous Society, but it's a pity, the person who beat me won't kill me today, but it's good to kill their heads."

Outside Bianliang City, Yangliu'an, this time it is not the wind and the waning moon, but a dense sea of people.

The eastern suburbs are a sloping land, located at the foot of the mountain, and at this moment the torture platform has been erected, and the periphery is still encircled with horses, thistles, etc., to prevent the people from attacking the law field and disturbing the order.

Five hundred troops opened the way, plus 1,000 Kaifeng government officials, and the execution ground was seen strictly, but the periphery was three layers inside and three layers outside, and some people even climbed up to the trees to see.

This time, Gao Jimin was the prison officer, and Zhang Tan was the main officer, and as they all sat on the high platform built not far away, groups of prisoners were also escorted.

It stands to reason that in ancient times, it was three o'clock in the afternoon to cut off the head.

However, there are too many people to cut this time, this batch is to kill more than 300 people, and if you kill more than 300 people every day, you have to kill for nearly a month.

So they didn't talk nonsense, they cut it early and finished it early, and they had to continue cutting tomorrow.

Gao Jimin and Zhang Tan discussed it and immediately executed it.

As a result, groups of prisoners were escorted to the stage, many of them were almost paralyzed and unable to move, some were scared and wet their pants, some were crying, some were numb in their faces, and some were scolding.

The officials didn't care about them, two or three people grabbed one of them, dragged them to the torture platform, and then pressed them to the platform to prevent them from moving.

"Slash!"

Waiting for this group of twenty people to be in place, Zhang Tan did not hesitate and directly threw down the judgment in his hand.

"Kill!"

The executioners shouted angrily, and the big knives in their hands slashed down fiercely, and the heads took off in an instant.

The blood stained Xingtai red, and then the body was dragged away and replaced with the next batch.

In the crowd, a person was staring at the stage, this person's surname was Wang, a small boss selling cloth, who had broken his leg by the head of the Axe Society.

Last time, Li Sanlang, the boss of the Axe Society, came to the execution ground to see the beheaded brother, but he didn't expect to be replaced by him this time.

Boss Wang stared intently, and when the second group of people came up, he finally saw the figure he wanted to see.

He shouted excitedly: "Li Sancai, you also have today, I said a long time ago, you will have retribution." ”

And like him, there are many people who have been bullied and oppressed by these underworlds.

Someone in the crowd cried with joy: "Ah Ping, the Zhao Popi who bullied you was finally beheaded, and you can go in peace." ”

Someone burst into tears and said, "Father, have you seen that?" You were badly injured by that brute, and you died not long after, do you see it now? He's going to be beheaded, too. ”

"Liu Kuixi, if you are innocent of death, you should be cut with a thousand knives."

Some people were even more excited, and shouted feverishly: "This knife is cheap for you!" ”

Li Sancai, Liu Kuixi and the others who were called by name raised their heads blankly.

They vaguely saw familiar faces in the crowd.

It was the people who had been oppressed by them, the inferior people who had been treated like lambs by them.

Now he was watching them happily from the outside, watching them die.

"Poof!"

With the executioner's knife falling, these villains will never see this world again.

The whole world became even more fanatical.

All kinds of happy cries, the long-suppressed fury in my heart, the grievances, at this moment, are all released!

That's what the death penalty is all about!

(End of chapter)