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Chapter 321

The Three Laws acted very quickly.

Wang Wen, the left censor of the Censorate, personally supervised the case, and Yu Shiyue, the Minister of the Dali Temple, made great efforts to advance. Although there was resistance from the Ministry of Justice, the matter was decided a few days later.

The British Duke's Mansion seized the title, confiscated the house, and implicated the three tribes.

The Duke of Chengguo confiscated his home and implicated the three tribes.

The Dingxi Marquis's Mansion seized the title, confiscated the house, and implicated the three tribes.

The Yangwu Hou Mansion seized the title, confiscated the house, and implicated the three tribes.

...

The rest, like Xu Ning and Liu Shan, were involved in the Wei State Department, with thousands of households and hundreds of households, and there were countless people. In the past few days, the Heavenly Prison was already filled.

Xie Lao Nian, who served the dead head rice to Tianzhu, made a small deal. Although most of these people were confiscated, the dead head rice was still inevitable. Maybe someone had hidden some money privately. When he wanted to eat some good food, he would get cheaper Xie Lao Nian.

On that day, Mr. Xie took out his errand, explained a few words to his apprentice, changed into casual clothes, and left the prison.

Along the way, pedestrians walked towards the west market in a constant stream, and Xie Lao Nian also followed the crowd.

Today is the day for the criminal to be executed.

The young master of the Duke Cheng Guo’s Mansion, the Duke of the British Duke’s Mansion, the two governors of the British Duke’s Mansion, and some marquises and uncles are all going to be beheaded today. Xie Lao Nian was thinking about it a few days ago and wanted to see the beheaded today.

"When I was chopping the marquis yesterday, one of them peeded his pants, and there must be some today."

"Hey, it was rare to see a noble person's head cut once a year in the past. I didn't expect that it would be better today."

...

The noisy sounds around him kept coming, making Mr. Xie excited.

Yes, who was killed today?

That is a noble man that you can't see on weekdays. Don't say that those two young masters, even the commander of the world who were beheaded, have never seen many of them in your life.

Today I will see the heads of four noble people being cut off.

Mr. Xie became proud of his grinding. It was still the people in our capital who were lucky enough to have the chance to cut off the master's head.

The abortion reached Caishikou and gathered around the Jianzhantai.

Mr. Xie was familiar with the road and entered the breakfast food shop at the entrance of the vegetable market, greeted the boss, and threw down a few copper coins.

"Get two sesame cakes."

Picking up a sesame cake from the table, Xie Laobian walked up the stairs and went up the second floor.

The second floor is the owner's living room. Two wooden beds are placed next to the walls on the east and west sides of the room, a large redwood cabinet is placed on the four-corner wooden shelf, and a few shaky wooden stools are placed in the room.

Xie Lao Nian took a stool and placed it next to the window. He stepped on the stool. Xie Lao Nian climbed out of the window, slashed the wall, and carefully went to the roof.

Standing on the roof, the scenery at Caishikou is fully visible.

On the square beheading platform, more than a dozen prisoners were lined up, kneeling on the ground, with circles of wooden boards inserted into their necks, and the executioner holding a ghost-headed knife stood beside them.

Around the beheading table was filled with dark people. Xie Lao Nian stood on the roof and looked down, as if he was looking at an ant nest. The number of people made Xie Lao Nian feel a little scared.

"Cutted."

Cheers suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Xie Lao Nian hurriedly wiped his eyes and looked down. He saw that the officials in charge of the prisoner had found their true colors. The executioner pulled out the wooden sign from the prisoner's neck and raised the thick-backed ghost-headed sword in his hand.

"Crash"

Accompanied by the cheers in the crowd, the ghost-headed knife cut off, the head flew far away, and the prisoner fell straight down.

Xie Laoren felt a little boring, just like the beheading I had seen many times before, the beheading of the man and the marquis seemed exactly the same as when Wu Laoer was beheading his head when he was beheading him.

They are all separated by their necks, and the heads fall to the ground, and there is no difference.

Yes, even the place where you look at the beheading is different.

Mr. Xie felt very boring.

After watching for a while, Xie Lao Nian was completely out of interest and climbed back to the window along the same path. Xie Lao Nian went down the second floor and saw the busy boss in the shop on the first floor and the guests who were almost full of breakfast shops.

The busy boss wiped the sweat off his head and asked Xie Lao Nian with a smile:

"I thank you for your situation today. It broke up so early. This is not your style."

Mr. Xie asked for a bowl of meat soup. He watched the boss add meat to the soup, and his face was full of confusion. He wanted to give more meat, but he was a little embarrassed, so he had to change the topic:

"The heads of those princes and marquis are no different from those of us ordinary people. They just cut them down with a big scar. They just lie down on the ground and can't get up after they die."

Xie Lao Nian talked about what he had just heard and wanted to show off.

"Have you started beheading?"

At this time, the question from the next seat made Mr. Xie alert.

The person who asked was a young man in a brocade robe.

Mr. Xie glanced at the young man who was talking, and his heart skipped a beat. Everyone was not simple.

So he accompanied him to speak with caution:

"After this master's words, it's really the beginning, but at the beginning, if you want to see it, you can still watch the scene of a knife slashing people when you go up, it's bloody."

Xie Lao Nian showed off his own experiences.

When Su Cheng heard this, he put down the cake in his hand and walked out of the hall.

Today, there was a prison sentence in Sucheng, but I went overslept and came late. When I arrived at Caishikou, I was thinking about having some food, but I didn’t expect that the beheading had already begun.

As soon as Su Cheng left, the guards sitting and having dinner couldn't stay and rushed out of the shop.

The boss pulled Xie Lao Nian:

"What did you say just now? I won't tell you that young man away, but it will ruin my good deal."

Mr. Xie looked disdainful:

"You know, that's Duke Zhong. He saved Duke Zhong from our capital several times. These Count Marquis were arrested and beheaded only when he was plotted to assassinate Duke Zhong. He quickly put the bowl, stool, and table up. It was Duke Zhong who sat there. You don't know if you're rich."

The boss's eyes lit up when he heard this and he went to clean up quickly.

When Su Cheng left the breakfast shop, he saw the executioner holding up the ghost-headed knife and chopping the head of the marquis of Yangwu Hou Mansion.

There is a noble man's head split up.

Zhang Yun knelt on the steps, watching the familiar people being chopped down, his face full of annoyance and regret.

He turned his head and wanted to see if there were old friends and relatives in the audience who gave him a trip. His subordinates and superiors noticed Su Cheng outside the crowd from the corner of his eyes.

Alas, I really regret it!

Zhang Fu lowered his head, thinking about Su Cheng's threat and persuasion to him, Zhang Fu was upset. If he had heard Su Cheng's warning, he would not have fallen into the same field as today.

Not only did the title be lost, the whole family asked themselves to put them on the guillotine.

With his eyes slid around, Zhang Fu saw Zhang Fu, Zhu Yi, and Xue Shao. The group of people were trembling. Looking at their relatives lying in a pool of blood, they couldn't speak for a long time.

"Hey, hate, why do I go and provoke Su Cheng? It's all my fault!"

Zhang Fu had a secret hatred in his heart, and the voice of the prison officer sounded in his ears:

"You can start to cut off if you verify the correct body."

Zhang Fu felt the wooden sign in his neck being pulled away and felt comfortable.

But the next moment, Zhang Fu felt the feeling of being dizzy.

Regret!
Chapter completed!
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