"Go?"

"Of course I want to go, I heard that all the best trees in the Arc de Triomphe Stadium have been occupied by the students of the West Market in the early hours of this morning, and it will be too late to go, but I am afraid that I will not see anything. The starter"

"I don't want to go, but there's definitely no business in the market, shhhhh......h Look at the officials of the management office over there, I shouldn't have said that. ”

"Go ahead, our empire hasn't had a major incident like this in years. ”

"Who said that, I still participated in the celebration ceremony after the big explosion more than 20 years ago, and the momentum was ......?"

"Don't talk so much, let's go together, 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 in annoyance, wiped the ash stains on her hands on her apron, walked to the management office and took a small flag that had been assigned, and stepped on the mud and cigarette butts all over the ground. Merge into the crowd.

Today, the capital's underground transportation system is open to the public free of charge, sending a steady stream of people from all districts to the empty vast field of the Arc de Triomphe, and it didn't take long for people from the slums in the northwest corner to enter the faint and restless sea of people.

Susan glanced at the small flag in her hand, and felt that the black hibiscus on the flag was 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 Baihibiscus Dynasty.

A few days ago, the boiling aristocratic rebellion has 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 launched a barbaric rebellion against the glorious royal family, in this rebellion, the respected imperial minister Prince Bai Wu died heroically, away from the governor of Hanxing Ke Baoning heroic martyrdom, now that the rebellion has been quelled, it is time to liquidate the sins of those careerists. — Full text version First release —

His Majesty the Great Emperor summoned the people of all walks of life in the Star Capital of Tianjing to come to the Arc de Triomphe to witness this righteous trial.

After a long period of quiet and 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 being escorted out by the soldiers, and walking to the gallows, the first wave of jubilant calls suddenly sounded in the sea of people, with the center of the field as the dot. A wave formed by a human head rises and falls. Stretch it out.

A pale nobleman with a pale face and a haggard description was escorted to the gallows, and after removing the black mask, he was a little unaccustomed to the light on this cloudy day, squinting his eyes and scanning the surroundings in fear, but he was even more frightened by the countless excited and distorted civilian faces around the gallows, 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 execution, the crowd of people composed of countless people watching the execution in the field has maintained absolute silence, and they have not seen such a real and bloody execution scene for many years, and people's psychological expectations have been hung very high, and they have not fallen until this scene, they seem to wake up, and they seem to clearly hear the sound of the noose tearing the cervical vertebrae of the nobleman, and they can'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 after another nobles were executed, their necks were torn alive by the black noose, and they stopped breathing, and every time the black noose straightened, and every time the nobleman's body fell heavily, it would cause an excited shout from thousands of people in the vast field.

Especially when it comes to the execution of those noble women. The mood of the people in the stadium was extremely excited. The sweat-smelling male plebeiers, the poor and the untouchables, widened their eyes as they watched the white calves of those aristocratic girls kick in vain in the air, twitching until they were quiet, just like watching an exciting private performance in broad daylight, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction that was almost moaning, but their faces immediately changed into a mask of shyness, timidity and unbearable.

Aunt Susan was staggered by the excitement of the human body, looking at the aristocratic ladies who were hanged. Her hand holding the small flag of the black hibiscus flower became tighter and tighter, her broad lips pursed tighter and tighter, her thick 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 an edict of the palace, and the royal flag she held was an item distributed by the federal defense, she had to come, but the wandering tour behind her did not need to participate, and she did not want to participate.

On the way back to the market by public transport, she saw thousands of Imperial youths paradling outside the window, and the boys waving flags and shouting slogans of Long Live Your Majesty and the olives of the traitors were frantically navigating the streets of the city. Walking into the muddy and watery neighborhood with her feet, Aunt Susan handed over a lot of cheap vegetables in the vegetable market, paid the principal and interest of this month's quota, carried the vegetables back to her dilapidated courtyard, handed them to the hands that stretched out from the side room, and at the same time took a batch of goods that needed to be sold from those hands and put them on her three-wheeled electric vehicle.

After carefully checking the quantity of the goods, and finding that something was 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 the room next to her: "Clumsy, you can't do such a simple job as assembling a few broken machines, I don't ......care if I raise you for nothing?"

Suddenly, something came to mind, Aunt Susan stopped scolding, glanced at the gate of the courtyard slowly, 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 like those of the aristocratic ladies on the gallows of today's Gallows Field.

As a middle-class nobleman, her parents were secretly executed because they were involved in a struggle between the six departments 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 house could no longer be saved, and Susan, who was miserable, was reduced to living in the slums, and was extremely lucky to meet a husband who loved her and loved her, but after only three years of marriage, her husband fell ill and died, leaving her and her son to depend 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 an aunt with a pungent and sour personality, a waist like a bucket, wearing hard-soled imitation military boots, and being able to step on the muddy water in the vegetable field with a crackling sound.

The sturdy or bloated body, pressed against the small electric tricycle, looked funny, but somehow a little sad.

In the market where a fierce quarrel broke out with the fiercely competitive male practitioners, Aunt Susan, with her superior lung capacity and 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 tattooed hooligans.

If she wants to live, if she wants to live hard with her son, she needs to quarrel day after day, she needs to succeed day after day, and she needs to give her hard-earned money to those parasites every day.

It's just that every time I return to the dilapidated courtyard late at night, the energy in my sturdy body will be exhausted by these quarrels, and Aunt Susan is extremely tired.

In the alley of Hei Taotao, she leaned against the gate of the courtyard weakly, 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 remembering 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 her big buttocks, muttered a few words, and turned around and walked into her small courtyard.

There is still hope in her life, and the well-behaved and sensible son, the son who is studying at the second university in the capital, her life of hardship and hardship is no longer all gray and black because of that kid.

According to her income, she will definitely not be able to support 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 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 branch, and scolded the black-haired young man who was in a daze in the depths of the dark room: "How many more have you assembled in the past four hours?

The black-haired young man rubbed his face bitterly, those faint scars were no longer clear, he looked at the stout woman at the door, and helplessly whispered: "I said yesterday, your boss gave you the wrong goods, those bayonet spin screw models have problems, there is no way to screw them, I have to polish them one by one, of course the time is very slow." ”

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