Chapter 297: Beheading for public display
If you ask, which vassal state has the strongest army in the world?
There is no doubt that it is Ye Guo.
If you ask, the people of the vassal state in this world are the richest?
There is no doubt that it is Wu Yue.
But if you want to ask, the people of the vassal state in this world are the most united and the most resistant to foreigners, which is nothing more than this Qi country.
I don't know if it's the tradition of Qi itself, or the education problem of Qi itself, this is the most difficult place for the masses of the rest of the vassal states to develop.
Even the people of the countries closest to Qi are reluctant to come to Qi to do business, the main reason is because Qi people are too xenophobic.
Not only the people of Qi are xenophobic, but even the official government of Qi is also xenophobic.
Duan Jinci is not the first, and certainly not the last.
Duan Jinci, who was beaten and covered in blood, where is there still that high-spirited young man?
Lying on the ground, like a dead dog.
A few government soldiers still didn't feel relieved, and went up and gave Duan Jin a few kicks: "Damn, what's ...... something?"
"This is the country of Qi, and it's not your turn to go wild like outsiders. ”
"Even if you don't weigh your own three or two bones, you dare to shout here, I'm here. ”
"Now it's time to report to the lord, and say that this person attacked us and other officials, injured three people, and beheaded him on the street at noon tomorrow. ”
"It's cheaper to behead him in the street, and in my opinion, he should be killed here. ”
"That's it, Brother Zhang, otherwise our brothers will take care of him. ”
Several government soldiers were talking nonsense, but the words in their mouths were really a little difficult to understand.
Can a small soldier have such a big right?
They may not have it elsewhere, but in this county prison, they really have the right.
If they want to kill that prisoner here, they will kill that prisoner, as long as this prisoner has no background, they can say anything, and they will just be scolded a few words.
Especially killing an out-of-tlander, for them, it's like a drizzle.
In such a troubled world, people are not as good as dogs, and a human life is not as valuable as the life of a dog in a dignitary's family in many cases.
Watching these soldiers giggle away, Duan Jinci buried his head deep in the dirt......
He couldn't wait to be killed by these people, and he didn't want to be ** by them.
Who is he?
He is the son of the imperial court captain and the grandson of the imperial prince......
My cousin is still the king of Chu, but today he encountered such a ** in the country of Qi......
First of all, the king of Qi Yan Kai** himself, then that's it, after all, he is the king of Qi.
But today he was insulted by these little soldiers, but it really made him faceless to live......
Looking at his appearance, the man who lived in the opposite cell shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Brother, what can you do if you say you're fine?"
"Now that you've been beaten, are you comfortable?"
That man is obviously also from a foreign country, but he knows more about Qi than Duan Jinci, and he knows these people in Qi more well, and he knows that these people in Qi are nothing more than self-respecting and xenophobic guys.
The man sighed and said, "These people are not joking with you, you are really going to be sent to the guillotine." ”
"That's just right. ”
Duan Jinci turned over, lay on his back on the ground, and said, "It's better to live like this, it's better to die clean......"
The man glanced at Duan Jinci, and finally just shook his head and didn't continue to say anything else.
In the next few days, those government soldiers did not come to see Duan Jinci, did not bring him food, and did not find a doctor for him.
After waiting for three days, the government soldiers directly dragged Duan Jinci out of the cell like a dead dog and put him in the prisoner car.
During this period, Duan Jinci didn't say a word, he was no longer like when he first came here, and he was still full of righteous words......
After all, he was defeated by reality.
This young man in white clothes and full of ambition to get ahead is still invincible to reality after all.
It doesn't matter what Taiwei's son, what Taifu's grandson, or what cousin Zhai Jiang, the king of Chu, is.
Duan Jinci, who was wearing a cloak, did not have a trace of fear on his face, and his eyes were like dead fish without a trace of waves.
After getting into the prisoner car, the prisoner car drove to the execution ground, and the people along the way jumped to their feet one by one to watch, not knowing what had happened, let alone what crime the person in front of him had committed.
Of course, there are also people who know, such as the ruffian who couldn't bite the porcelain before and caused Duan Jinci to suffer an unwarranted disaster.
At this time, the ruffian was also in the crowd, and he sneered when he saw Duan Jinci being escorted to the execution ground.
What's wrong?
Isn't it amazing?
Isn't it arrogant?
Isn't it also loaded into a prisoner van now?
The ruffian took the lead in smashing a piece of baked cake in his hand on Duan Jinci's head, and said viciously: "Kill this flower thief!"
When the people around them heard this, their faces were full of confusion.
But the ruffian said, "My sister is only sixteen years old, and she has been defiled by this bastard, this bastard, he is ......."
The flower thief, no matter what era it is, is taboo and the most hated.
As soon as they heard this, the people around them also exploded, and whatever they had in their hands, as long as they could throw it out.
There were those who threw vegetable leaves, some who threw eggs, and some who threw stones, and it didn't take long for Duan Jinci to be beaten on the head and bleed.
He himself had injuries on his body, and when he was hit on the head by these things, he could hardly see his original appearance.
But Duan Jinci was still indifferent, as if nothing had happened, as if he was not going to the execution ground, but to sightseeing.
Duan Jinci also sneered in his heart.
This dog-grass world, dog-grass people......
In the end, Duan Jinci even laughed directly on his back, what kind of thing is this......
was taken to the execution ground, and Duan Jinci was taken directly to a wooden chopping board.
There were still blood stains on the cutting board that had not had time to be washed, and there was a large basket on the side of the cutting board, which was full of bloody human heads.
The expressions of these heads varied, some were hideous, some were indifferent, but more often they were full of fear.
Duan Jinci looked up at the front, and next to him stood a small official dressed in an official mansion, who seemed to be reading his guilt to the people.
The so-called crime is nothing more than a fabrication, and there are too many reasons for the government to want to kill a citizen, and a casual hat is enough to kill a person.
Duan Jinci's gaze swept over the faces of the people of Qi Country one by one, some of these Qi people looked at him with indignation, some looked at him with inexplicable faces, and some looked at him with pity.
The people of Qi are not all fools, and there are some people who understand what is going on.
And in the crowd, he saw two faces that he didn't want to see in his life.
Especially when I was down, I didn't want to see the face......
The man's gaze was cold, he just glanced at him, then turned and left.
When the little official finished reading out Duan Jinci's guilt, the executioner walked up with a ghost-headed knife.
raised his leg and kicked on Duan Jinci's popliteal fossa, and the next moment he lifted the ghost head knife and slashed at his neck......