Chapter 4: The Morning of the Killing
That morning, the snow was high, and the world turned into a crystal snow country, frozen for thousands of miles, covered in silver, and outside the west gate of Luoyang, the snow scene was charming and enchanting. The wilderness is like jade, the hills are reckless, the river is silent, the blue sky is traceless, quiet and clear.
Out of the west gate, five hundred paces to the right, there is a clearing, at this time, the tide of people, the morning sun is like blood, today, this place has always been quiet, suddenly attracted people's attention, that is, because it is about to kill a court prisoner here. Some people say that he stands up to the sky, some people say that he is heinous, and some people say that he is righteous...... In this way, everyone has their own heart, the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, this court prisoner, he is called - Wu Shuang.
For any popular event, the audience always arrives before the actors. At this time, the condemned prisoner was still in the prison, and the prison officer was also on his way to the prison, but the military workers who arranged the site had already taken up their shifts and arranged the things that were about to start killing people like a celebration party. There are all kinds of flag guns and colorful flags around the court, like butterflies flying around the field, which makes people dazzled and excited. In front of the stadium there is a road large enough to accommodate two carriages in parallel, and on the opposite side is the spectator stand. Presumably, after a while, the condemned prisoner will come out of the west gate and will be pulled into the court through this road.
On the side of the altar is a carved chair of Nanmu with velvet cushions and a rectangular table covered with red silk cloth, on which is quietly placed a white pottery cup painted with the blue and white pattern of the three friends of the old age.
Although there is still a short period of time before three o'clock in the afternoon, the enthusiastic audience is always afraid of missing the wonderful part, so they come early, hoping to occupy a good position. However, when he arrived at the Dharma Field, he was shocked again, and it turned out that so many people had come earlier than him. Moreover, they were well prepared, and the breakfast they brought was also steaming. At this time, when they eat on the ground, not only will no one make irresponsible remarks, but people will secretly admire their intelligence!
However, among these onlookers, there were also some powerful men, and their style was always a little different, and they always aroused some envious and curious eyes, especially their carriages, the horses were majestic, and the carriages were gorgeous, which made people envious of blood. Among them, in the carriages parked side by side to the right of the audience, there is also a half-new carriage. The canopy of the carriage was tightly covered, and even the windows were tightly closed, but the coachman sat on the seat with Erlang's legs crossed, his eyes squinted, and he squinted nonchalantly at the empty and unmanned Dharma field, as if he was thinking, as if he was out of his body and whimsical. It's just that if someone thinks he's a passenger carriage and walks over to ask, they will inevitably have to go around again:
"Fuck off!"
In the same way, among the dozen or so carriages parked on the left side of the audience, there was also a situation like a passenger carriage, except that the coachman who sat in the driver's seat was not as irritable as the one on the right, and his personality was much gentle, and when asked if he was going somewhere, he also said kindly:
"Guest officer, I'm sorry, my car has already been booked!"
Therefore, the other party walked away with a little disappointed, but very understanding.
If anyone knew these two coachmen, he would know that one of them, and the hot-tempered coachman, was the coachman of the flat-topped three, the sword-slashing tiger Fei Quanzhong, and the good-talking coachman was the handlebar of the Governor Wang's house. His carriage was also like Fei Quanzhong's carriage, covered tightly, as if there were divine weapons in it, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
And among the people standing in the first row in front of the audience, there were several familiar faces. In the middle of the field, that is, in front of the decapitation of the prisoner later, stood a big man wearing a purple robe, a gray turban, and black cowhide boots, his face was bronzed, and his eyes were like cooked copper, glowing with scorching blood, like a rhinoceros from Yellow Wolf Mountain, which could arch a carriage into the river in minutes--this person was She Gang, who only heard the sound of knives but did not see knives. Of course, you can't see his knife now, but when you need to use it, it will naturally appear again!
They were also early spectators, and when they came, it was still snowing in the sky, and the road was still not very clear, and a few officers and soldiers who were renovating the law field were carelessly planting flag guns around the law field. And, they also had a few words with the sergeants.
"Ah, folks, you're so early, it's still so early, it's too late to go back and sleep!" said the sergeants, seeing them come out of the carriage.
"Haha! Such a wonderful thing, of course we have to come early and get a good position!" She Gang said with a smile.
"Then, stand in the first row on the side of the road, that's definitely a good position, where is the front row!" said the sergeant, looking at them with his flag gun in his hand.
So, they did as the sergeant told them and stood in the first row.
Standing on the right side of She Gang is a detective Di Renjie Hao Zhenqiang with a beard and a slightly longer face, he is wearing an old black cotton robe, and his waist is straighter than the cliff, as if there is a powerful force, through his erect back, all the way to the sky; on his right is Jin Shuiliang, the living king of Hades, with his broad shoulders and thick chest, clearly propping up his clothes, making people feel that his arms are bearing a thousand catties, as if he wants to lift a sergeant without much effort. On his right stood an old man with a white beard, but his eyes magically revealed the brilliance and sharpness of a young man, and his waist was also straight like Detective Di Renjie Hao Zhenqiang - he was Bai Liang, the medicine hoe.
Standing first to the left of She Gang was the head of the Tie Bian Dan Jiang -- Jiang Dali, whose head seemed to be much larger than that of an ordinary person, and from the perspective of his own whole body, it also occupied a very distinct proportion, as if he were a man with a bronze head. Therefore, although his body and limbs are very strong and powerful, because of this big head, these advantages have been ignored, and people seem to see only a big head! This also provides a natural cover for his special identity, and no one would have thought that a person with a huge head is actually a master of martial arts! Moreover, his weapon is so special -- a 50-pound cast iron flat pole. To his left stood a smiling businessman, whose smile seemed to tell you:
"Friend, eat with confidence! My dog meat is not poisonous, and there will never be a poisonous dog meat incident in my store!" Yes, he is Zhang Shan, the owner of the dog meat factory.
The purpose of their appearance at the court today is very clear, just like the purpose of the prostitute entering a brothel, which is clearly revealed! However, the strong precautionary measures taken by the government have taught them to be worried! )