Of course I want to go, I heard that all the best trees in the Arc de Triomphe Square have been occupied by the students of the West Market in the early hours of this morning, and if I go late, I am afraid that I will not see anything

"I don't want to go, but there's definitely no business in the market, and I shouldn't say that by looking at the officials in the management office over there. ”

"Go ahead, our emperor hasn't had such a big incident in years

"Who said that, more than 20 years ago, I also participated in the celebration ceremony after the big bang, that formation

"Don't talk so much, let's go with the father.

"Go together, go together."

Aunt Susan listened to the excited conversation of the neighbors, a trace of disgust and helplessness flashed on her chubby face, watching people pour out of the market like drugged fish, she couldn't help but curse a few words in annoyance, wiped the ashes off her hands on her apron, walked to the management office and took a small flag that had been assigned, stepped on the mud and cigarette butts all over the ground, and merged into the crowd.

Today, the capital's underground transportation system is open to the public free of charge, transporting people from all districts to the empty squares of the Arc de Triomphe. It didn't take long for the people from the slums in the northwest corner to enter the faintly restless sea of people.

Susan glanced at the small flag in her hand, and felt that the black horizontal flowers on the flag were a little dazzling, and the palm holding the flag handle was a little uncomfortable, and she was like a puppet, waving the small flag mechanically with the excited crowd around her, but she kept cursing in her heart.

Today is the 723rd year of the imperial calendar of the Baiheng Dynasty of the Empire.

A few days ago, the boiling aristocratic rebellion has all been quelled, according to the palace edict, a small number of noble careerists, taking advantage of the opportunity of the federal enemy approaching step by step, ferociously started a barbaric rebellion against the glorious royal family, in this rebellion, the respected imperial ** Minister Prince Pawu died heroically, leaving the star governor Ke Baoning heroic martyrdom, now that the rebellion has been quelled, it is time to liquidate the sins of those careerists.

His Majesty the Great Emperor summoned the people of all walks of life in the Star Capital of Tianjing to come to Triumphal Arch Square to witness this righteous trial.

After a long period of silence with anxious anticipation, the black-pressed people finally waited for the moment when the gallows was erected, watching the black gallows with the original retro flavor being lifted by the crane, watching the aristocratic criminals with black cloths on their heads being escorted out by the soldiers, and walking to the gallows, the first wave of jubilant shouts suddenly appeared in the sea of people, with the center of the square as the dot, a wave formed by the human head rose and fell, extending out.

A pale and haggard nobleman was escorted to the gallows, and after removing the black mask, he was a little uncomfortable with the light in this cloudy day, squinting his eyes and scanning the surroundings in fear, but he was even more frightened by the countless excited and distorted faces of the lowly people around the gallows, and he wanted to say something. But he couldn't say anything.

The Imperial Commander read the verdict impassionedly, and then without pause, the crisp metal door opened, and the nobleman fell straight into the circular hole, straightening the black noose around his neck.

Since the beginning of the trial and execution, the sea of people composed of countless people watching the execution in the square has maintained absolute silence, and they have not seen such a real and bloody execution scene for many years. It seemed that he could clearly hear the sound of the noose tearing through the cervical vertebrae of the nobleman, and he couldn't help but start calling excitedly.

Aunt Susan looked at the gallows in the distance with a complicated expression and couldn't help but close her eyes.

One nobleman after another was executed, his neck bones were torn alive by the black noose, and he stopped breathing, and every time the black noose straightened, and every time the nobleman's body fell heavily, it would cause an excited cry of thousands of people in the square.

Especially when the noble women were executed, the mood of the people in the square was extremely high, and the men and women who smelled of sweat were poor and untouchable. Widening his eyes, he watched the white and jade-like calves of those aristocratic girls kick in vain in the air, until it was quiet, as if watching an exciting private performance in broad daylight, and couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction that was almost moaning. It's just that the face immediately changed into a shy, timid and unbearable mask.

Aunt Susan was staggered by the excited crowd and looked at the noble sisters who had been hanged. Her hand holding the black horizontal flower flag became tighter and tighter, her broad lips pursed tighter and tighter, her thick and straight eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter, and she let out a real sigh in her heart.

The trial is over, Aunt Susan rubbed her somewhat drowsy forehead, and walked towards the subway entrance without any energy, the civilians came to watch the trial is the edict of the palace, and the royal flag she is holding is a federal defense item, she has to come, but she doesn't have to participate in the parade later, and she doesn't want to participate.

On the way back to the market by public transport, she saw thousands of Imperial youths marching outside the window, and the boys waving flags, shouting slogans of Long Live Your Majesty, punishing traitors, and fanatically navigating the streets of the city.

Walk into the mud with your feet. "Subtotal area. Aunt Susan bought a lot of cheap vegetables in the vegetable market. I've handed over this handsome... With the principal and interest, he brought the vegetables back to his dilapidated courtyard. Hand it to the hands that came out of the side room, and at the same time took a batch of goods from those hands that needed to be sold. put it on its own three-wheeled electric car.

The quantity of the goods was carefully checked. Now something is wrong, Aunt Susan, who was already a little annoyed and depressed, finally couldn't help but burst out, crossed her bucket-like waist, and scolded to the room next to her, "Clumsy, you can't do such a simple job as assembling a few broken machines." I don't know how expensive you are

Suddenly, something came to mind, Aunt Susan stopped scolding, glanced at the gate of the courtyard in fear, spat angrily, and drove the electric tricycle out of the courtyard.

Today, Aunt Susan is a rude woman who lives in the slums of the capital, surviving on pirated video players and the Empire's minimum guarantees, and many years ago she was a delicate aristocratic lady with a pair of jade-like calves that are the nobles on the gallows in today's square.

As a middle-class nobleman, her parents were secretly executed because they were involved in a struggle between the six tribes of the empire, and she and her brother survived in the only remaining mansion of the family, and then her resolute and gentle brother bravely joined the imperial expeditionary force in order to restore the glory of the family, but many years later, Susan ushered in the bad news that her brother was executed for violating military discipline.

The family's last mansion could no longer be kept. Susan, who lives in a slum, is extremely lucky to meet a husband who loves her and loves her. However, after only three years of marriage, her husband fell ill and died, leaving her and her son to rely on each other.

The aristocratic lady who would frown like a willow when she stepped on a small stone in gorgeous dancing shoes, under the ruthless torture of fate, became a spicy and sour personality, with a waist like a bucket, and wearing hard-soled imitation military boots. The aunt who can step on the muddy water in the vegetable field to make a crackling sound.

The muscular or bloated body. Pressed on the small electric tricycle, in addition to looking funny, somehow it was also a little sad.

After another fierce quarrel with her fiercely competitive male counterparts in the market, Aunt Susan, with her superior lung capacity and extremely filthy verbal attacks, won another victory, successfully occupied one of the best mobile stalls in the market, sold two pirated audio-visual players, and then gave sixty percent of the profits to the market management office and the bruised hooligans.

If she wants to live, and if she wants to fight hard with her son, she needs to quarrel day after day. It takes day in and day out to succeed, and it takes to give your hard-earned money to those parasites every day.

It's just every time I go back to the dilapidated courtyard late at night. The energy in the muscular body will be exhausted by the success of these quarrels, and Aunt Susan is extremely tired.

In the dark alleyway, she leaned weakly against the gate of the courtyard, thinking of the scolding with the old guy in the west in the afternoon, thinking of the dirty words that she would never dare to let her son hear, and thinking of the reserved girlhood, she couldn't help but raise her calloused hands, covered her cheeks full of wind and frost, and slowly squatted down.

Oh, what a life it is.

For a hard life, memories are luxury, only once in a while, and even sadness is a luxury, because that will make life more difficult, Aunt Susan stubbornly stood up straight. patted the dust on his big buttocks, muttered a few words in a low voice, and turned around and walked into his small courtyard.

There is still hope in her life, and that well-behaved and sensible son, that. Her son, who is studying at the Second University of the Capital, has lived a life of hardship and hardship. Because of that, it's not all gray and black tones.

According to her income, she will never be able to pay the expensive tuition fees of the second university, but thanks to the indiscriminate education promotion plan implemented by His Majesty, excellent students like her son have the right to free and equal admission, and because of this, Aunt Susan, who hated the imperial royal family for half her life in the bottom of her heart, forgave that Majesty very quickly.

Parking the three-wheeled electric car and climbing up the small attic with difficulty, she had become the rude but kind woman, with her waist crossed and her index finger as thick as a tree branch, and scolded angrily at the dark young man who was staying in the dark room, "How many more have you assembled in the past four hours?

The black young man rubbed his face in bitterness. The faint scars were no longer clear, and he looked at the stout woman at the door, and whispered helplessly, "I said it yesterday." The goods you were given by your boss are not right, and there is a problem with those bayonet spin screw models, and there is no way to screw them. I had to polish them one by one, and of course the time was slow

"Don't make excuses". Aunt Susan raised her eyebrows and glared, and shouted, "Don't think that you can eat white rice if you are a nobleman, I should really take you to the square today to see the tragic death of your companions!"