A few days later, under the joint name of the ministers of the Xuanshu Palace, a holy decree came out of the Yang Palace, announcing to the world that all the rebellious thieves involved in this time were escorted to the suburbs and beheaded to show the public.

On the wide streets of Chang'an, the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground is non-stop.

Hundreds of prisoners slowly moved out of the city under the watchful eye of the soldiers.

"Wang Yun, I really killed you!"

The unkempt hair was so desolate that many people were beaten to death in prison, and even his daughter could not bear the humiliation and died in prison.

is a good Fu family, and in this way, he ended up with a personal death.

I knew that I should honestly be my own ruler and fight for the right of the family!

"You waste, you don't have enough to do!"

The white-haired Wang Yun said hatefully, if he hadn't been arrogant, how could he have today's disaster!

In prison, Wang Yunke was 'taken care of' by the jailers, and the leather whip stained in salt water made his skin open. Compared with other people's painful begging for mercy, Wang Yun had very hard bones, and no matter how the interrogator tortured him, he was stunned that he did not beg for mercy once.

During this period, Wang Yun almost failed to hold on and died in Huangquan.

Now, he is in chains on his hands and feet, and every step is particularly difficult.

Wang Yun knew very well that his path was coming to an end.

But in his heart, he was not afraid. If the person who had the last laugh this time was himself, then the person who now went to die in prison uniforms and shackles to the suburbs should be a joke.

Success and defeat are nothing more than that.

Seeing the people on both sides of the street, Wang Yun was sad in his heart, and shouted angrily to the people: "I died for the Han today, and I have no regrets!" It's a pity that he couldn't get rid of the national thief Lu Bu with his own hands, which is the biggest regret in this life. ”

"This old thing actually scolded the general!"

"The old man who deserves to be beheaded will not die, natural disasters have continued in the past few years, how many of us have been saved by the general! This old immortal is vicious! ”

The people on both sides of the road began to curse, and when they were still angry, they took up rotten vegetable leaves and small pebbles picked up at their feet, and threw them at the prisoners.

For a while, many prisoners were smashed to the point that their heads were bleeding, and they screamed.

In the past, if one man was taken out of the midst of them, he would have made the people fearful.

And now, the tiger is being bullied by dogs in Pingyang!

"Don't smash! Don't smash! ”

After the head of the fish pond was scurried, those stones smashed on his body, and the pain made him tears almost come out.

Only Wang Yun stood in place, not dodging or dodging, his forehead was smashed by stones in several bloody places, and his body was also covered with rotten vegetable leaves, exuding a particularly disgusting sour smell.

He didn't snort, but he didn't understand that Lu Bu bullied the king and overstepped the ministers, and he was a big thief who everyone was punished. But such a national thief, why do these people still support it so much?

Is it because of Lu Bu's small favors over the years?

Now that the big Han is about to collapse and collapse, you shallow people in the market are still thinking about the small profits given by Lu Bu.

Wang Yun felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and suddenly laughed, old tears, but extremely sad: a group of fools, fools!

Over the years, Wang Yun thought that everything he had done was for the sake of the social and inheritance of the Han Dynasty, but he had long forgotten the lives and deaths of the people at the bottom.

This is a common problem of the scholarly class.

A group of prisoners left the southern gate and came to the execution ground arranged on the outskirts.

Chang'an ordered Du Ji to be in charge of supervising the beheading, and Wei Xu, who was wearing armor, sat on the lower left, and after the work was done here, he went to the theater to report the results.

The executing knife and axe man stood in front of the execution table, already ready.

In the past, when a prisoner was beheaded, there would always be relatives and friends who came to see him off.

But today, a huge group of prisoners, all of whom used to have prominent identities and important official positions, have not come to see them off. The Son of Heaven issued a decree to wipe out the three tribes, and their relatives and friends, in other places, are also in calamity.

When the hour came, Du Ji threw down the token of the prison beheading.

The prisoners were fixed in an area, in a row of twenty people, pulled towards Xingtai, knelt down one by one, and then stretched out their necks and laid flat on the cold stone platform.

The prisoner was in place, and the axe-bearer raised the ghost-headed knife high and fell sharply.

哧 ~ 哧 ~~

In the sound of beheading, the human head fell to the ground, and the blood gushing out from the neck splattered high enough.

The people who followed out of the city to watch from the periphery of the venue, not only did not feel afraid and frightened when they saw this scene, but they all showed ecstatic excitement, cheered loudly, and the drummers celebrated.

Row after row of prisoners pushed up to Xingtai, and when it was the turn of the ambush, the former ruler violently pushed away the knife and axe hand, ran towards Du Ji like crazy, and shouted loudly with a frightened face: "No! I don't want to die! Chang'an Ling, you go and beg Mr., let him be gracious, I am willing to be a dog for him! ”

Wei Xu frowned slightly, got up and passed a spear from the side, mercilessly piercing through his chest.

"You... You... I ......"

The horror in his eyes was even worse, and he looked down at his bleeding chest, and fell straight back.

Wei Xu glanced at the corpse and returned to his seated position as if nothing had happened.

Soon, two soldiers stepped forward and carried the body down.

The execution did not end until just before two o'clock in the afternoon.

Of the more than 3,000 prisoners this time, not a single one escaped.

Blood soaked into the soil, and their bodies were thrown indiscriminately into dozens of large earth pits that had already been dug up. As for their heads, they were all hung with high poles and connected in a string as a demonstration of deterrence.

The only exception is Wang Yun, because in the theater before, Diao Chan begged for a trick to collect Wang Yun's body.

Xi Ce also agreed, so after Wang Yun's head fell to the ground, Wei Xu found someone to take Wang Yun's corpse and head it, and handed it all over to the little guy who came to collect it.

After dealing with this side, the follow-up work will be carried out by Du Qi.

Wei Xu went to the Xice Mansion to report the situation.

In recent days, Xi Ce's physical condition has deteriorated every day. But he never left the house and didn't see guests, so except for Wang Zheng, Wei Xu and other confidants, everyone else didn't know about the physical condition of Xice.

"Sir, those prisoners have all been dealt with." Wei Xu said respectfully.

Hearing this, Xi Ce's thin face did not change in the slightest, nodded slightly, and then asked about other things: "How is the Son of Heaven lately?" ”

Wei Xu replied: "Since that day, Your Majesty has locked himself in the dormitory as if he had changed people. Either he drank heavily all day long, was drunk like mud, or spoiled the palace maid, and he had not been to the morning court for many days. ”

"It's better to mourn than to die, let him go."

Xi Ce sighed slightly, Liu Xie has actually worked hard to seek change over the years, and wants to rebuild the Han Dynasty that is about to collapse.

It's a pity.