In addition to Wu Sanpin, there are also Su Wei, the imperial historian, Li Shaowen, the secretary of the imperial history, Zheng Qing, the secretary of Dali Temple, and the new commander of the Houguan Mansion - an old eunuch who is as old as Du Luoge, has a very similar temperament, and is the same cold old eunuch, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty only know that this old eunuch's surname is Chen, and he rarely speaks.

The old eunuch surnamed Chen was expressionless, Wu Sanpin's expression was calm, but the rest of the civil officials were a little uncomfortable on their faces. Those convicts who were waiting to be executed under the torture platform were once their colleagues, and even relatives, and they had also lived happily together in the Qinglou and drunk together at the wine table, but now they had to watch them die, which couldn't help but make them fear the imperial power from the bottom of their hearts.

The rainwater falls on the eaves of the restaurant next to the entrance of the vegetable market, and then flows down the channel next to the tiles, forming a small waterfall that comes from the sky. There are many two-story buildings here, so there are more than a dozen small waterfalls, hitting the bluestone ground like a white dragon. There was a snapping sound.

Wu Sanpin stood up and announced the decree loudly, but he was still stunned by the crackling sound of these small waterfalls, and he seemed a little inaudible. The crowd of onlookers only saw his mouth moving, but they didn't know what he was talking about, only to see that in the end, Wu Sanpin's face was solemn, and he shouted: "Cut!" ”

When the onlookers heard this word clearly, they immediately became excited, shouted in a mess, and squeezed forward, wanting to get closer to the wooden platform to enjoy this rare excitement and liveliness.

The executioner on the wooden platform spat on it. wiped the rain off his face, put the big knife behind him, kicked forward, stretched out his left hand and gently pressed the back of the neck of the first prisoner, cut the position of the bone joint, and then roared, the knife flashed!

When the knife fell, it made a muffled sound like a sharp knife cutting into pork.

With a swipe, blood spurted out of the headless cavity and splashed far away. The head of the prisoner fell to the wooden platform, as if he was still afraid of the big knife of the Great Sui Imperial Court, and rolled up with a rumbling voice, but it was by the flow of rain, it did not stop, rolled to the side of the wooden platform, and fell.

Seeing a blood-stained head fall at his feet, the people of Kyoto, who had been in high spirits before, took a big step back in fright.

Where the skull rolled, there was a trail of blood, but it was washed away by the rain and quickly faded away.

It was only at this time that the people watching the execution let out a cheer, but there were not many people who applauded, and they were not very neat, and they looked a little gloomy. On the high platform, Su Wei, the imperial historian who was sitting on the chair next to Wu Sanpin, and Zheng Qing, the secretary of Dali Temple, showed a look of uncertainty on their faces.

Immediately after that, the executioner stabbed again, another head fell to the ground, another bloody light rose to the sky, another exclamation, and another life disappeared from the world. There were five executioners, but in a matter of moments, nineteen prisoners were beheaded, leaving only blood and corpses all over the ground.

As the beheading progressed, the crowd of onlookers gradually became bolder, and the sound of cheering was also higher than one another, and finally when the head of an official of the Ministry of Rites finally left his body miserably, the sound of good listening was even more shocking, and it was extremely unpleasant to fall into the ears of the officials on the stage.

Several officials of the Criminal Department were busy looking for the head of the prisoner who had fallen earlier in the crowd, but they did not find it for a long time.

After a while, a black dog ran out of the crowd, holding a head in its mouth, sharp teeth biting the ears on the skull, a pair of dog eyes glancing around, but the light in the dog's eyes made people feel cold for no reason.

"Wang!" The black dog was stabbed on the buttocks by the official of the Ministry of Punishment, and he loosened the head in his mouth in pain, screamed several times, and jumped into the heavy rain.

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Although nineteen criminal officials were beheaded, Yang Jian worked hard to choose these nineteen people, and after sharing it, the loss of each gate valve family was only one or two, plus other reasons, so they did not hold it all together, and openly opposed the emperor for this matter.

But all the gate valve families knew that this matter itself was the emperor's weakening of their gate valve family, which made them wary of the emperor a lot.

The weakening and counter-weakening of the gate valve family, the control and counter-control of the court, and finally reaching a tacit balance are the constant themes of the imperial court for more than 20 years since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, but this time the emperor is a little stronger, and it ends with the emperor's victory.

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Early the next morning.

There was a faint light on the eastern side of the sky, but the western half of the sky was still inky blue.

The silent convoy left the Qin'an Hou Mansion in the capital, and walked along the east-west avenue to the west city gate, the cold in the early morning of late autumn was like a sword, and there were only a few people on the wide east-west avenue of the capital, and the soldiers patrolling the city were faintly visible in the distance.

The time was calculated in advance, and the convoy arrived in front of the West City Gate, just when the city gate was wide open, the convoy could have gone out of the city without stopping, but at this time it had to stop, because a group of people came out of the attic of the City Gate Division, but it was Fang Qiao and his party of thirteen cold officials.

may also think that it may be difficult to send them to other places as officials alive, so Yang Jian considered being in the third, and finally left all of them in the capital, and they were all officials in the six departments of the three provinces, which was a step to the sky for Fang Qiao and others.

According to Wang Junlin's meaning, establish an intimate relationship with these thirteen people and form a tacit understanding, but if you can't meet, you won't meet, because he knows that his enemies in the capital are all powerful characters, and if he moves his fingers a little, these thirteen people will be miserable, and he doesn't want these thirteen guys who he has high hopes for disappear in a daze before they grow up.

But these thirteen upstarts from the poor family showed affection and righteousness, and they heard in advance that Engong would leave the city today, worried that they would miss the time to send each other, and they waited here half an hour ago.

Riding on the blood-maned horse that was excited and inexplicable because he was going out of the city, next to him was the same excited, already the size of an adult leopard, and looked like a divine horse, Wang Junlin bowed his hand to Fang Qiao, Wei Yunqi and a group of thirteen people from a distance and said: "Wang Junlin is tired of everyone waiting for a long time. ”

This is the first time that thirteen people have officially met with Wang Junlin, Wang Junlin behaved extremely peacefully, his words and deeds have neither the frame of a superior person, nor the slightest demeanor of a gracious duke, it is completely the appearance of meeting between peers, so that the thirteen people who have recently run into walls everywhere, are excluded and despised, and are moved by a mess, there are a few affectionate, relatively young guys, their eyes are moist. This was something that Wang Junlin hadn't thought of before, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, after all, he had selfish intentions in helping these thirteen people at the beginning.