The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 236
"So this is our Emperor! He looks like a bad old man."

"Are you out of your mind or something, still called Your Majesty? He is now a commoner like us, no, soon he won't even be a commoner."

"Funjun, this Hunjun, isn't the Chuzhou people my Dafeng people? How can he do it? It's just crazy."

"Fortunately, we have Champion Hou, the hero of Dafeng, otherwise Dafeng will die in his hands sooner or later."

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Among the leading watchmen in front of the prison cart, a watchman was dressed in black, sitting high on horseback, with a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into a slit, beating a gong, and shouting: "Under the order of the champion, Joan of Arc, a commoner, paraded through the streets for three days, and today is the first day."

A watchman with a serious face and a serious face beside him was silent, looking at the people around who were arguing, he just nodded insignificantly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the prison car moved forward slowly, but what was different from before was that Joan's status was too noble after all, and the people were under invisible pressure, only dared to whisper and point, and did not dare to do anything to Joan insulting thing.

But this defeats the original intention of the parade.

The parade is not because the prisoners have been locked up for too long to come out to bask in the sun, but to humiliate the criminals, let the common people get vent, let the officials get a warning, and let the royal family win the hearts of the people.

Of course, it was the first time in history for an emperor to parade through the streets. Whether it was the common people, the batterers, or even Joan of Arc, they were a little confused.

At this moment, a spark is needed to ignite the raging fire of the masses, and the next step will be logical.

But history tells us that the first ones usually become "martyrs".

After all, the prince who is about to ascend to the throne is still the son of this person in name, who knows if he will remember it in the future, and then come to settle accounts after the fall. The autocratic rule of the feudal dynasty will not reason with you, a commoner.

I don't know who is lucky enough to be this "martyr" today.
"Boss, that's not okay."

The watchman squinted his eyes and took two steps forward immediately, and whispered next to a middle-aged man wearing a silver gong official uniform.

He has a straight nose, profound facial features, and slightly lighter pupils, but at this moment his brows are frowning.

The middle-aged silver gong Li Yuchun felt a little depressed, why did he have such a mission, it was a political mission, and it was really fatal.

After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Ting Feng, what can you do?"

Song Tingfeng glanced at the surrounding crowd, and said with a smile: "I think, at this moment, someone needs to stand up and set an example."

Indeed, someone has to stand up and set an example. Li Yuchun frowned even more. He didn't speak, but just glanced at the watchmen around him, but they all avoided his small eyes as if they were shocked.

Turning his eyes, he saw Song Tingfeng eager to try, with the words "Choose me quickly, choose me quickly" written all over his face, and then asked in surprise, "You want to set an example?"

Song Tingfeng chuckled, did not deny it, and said seriously: "Boss, don't you think this is an opportunity to make a name in history, at least it is also a good opportunity for the higher-ups to remember."

"There is some truth in this statement, but there are dangers along with opportunities, you have to think about it carefully." Li Yuchun stared at Song Tingfeng and said slowly.

Song Tingfeng smiled heartily: "I've thought about it a long time ago. If I want to prosper, I don't have to work hard."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he turned his head to look at the people around him, and shouted, "Everyone look at me!"

Then he looked at the first emperor Joan of Arc rebelliously, sniffed his nose fiercely with a hum, and with a wriggling of his throat, a mouthful of thick phlegm was shot directly at the still dazed Joan of Arc's face like a sharp arrow.

At the same time, Song Tingfeng yelled angrily: "Bah, dog emperor!"

The audience was silent, staring at Song Tingfeng dumbfounded, as if he was a dragon slaying warrior, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's too ruthless, this one is too ruthless, this beater is so brave."

"I didn't expect that besides Xu Yinluo, there are such warriors in the yamen of the watchmen."

"It's nothing to say, it's the same as before, don't let Joan idle."

For a moment, the audience was boiling, feeling that they had witnessed a piece of history, and the next thought was that I would also become history.

Joan of Arc was stunned, as if she hadn't recovered from being spit on, until she felt the greasy and disgusting feeling of thick phlegm sliding down her face, her eyes burst open, and she roared angrily: "The traitorous minister! , Rebellious officials and traitors, dare to treat me like this, I will smash your corpses into thousands of pieces, pieces of your corpses."

"Bah, the dog emperor!" This is Zhu Guangxiao who is beside Song Tingfeng with an expressionless face.

"Bah, dog emperor!" This is Li Yuchun, the leader of the silver gong.

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In an instant, the crowd on both sides of the street was excited, and a large group of people took action, throwing stones, eggs, spitting, and other extremely insulting behaviors at Joan of Arc in the prison van.

And the people who came to join in the fun after hearing the news, some joined the ranks of throwing stones, some pointed and cursed, and some clapped their hands and sang loudly, cheering everyone up.

Joan of Arc lowered her head, her whole body was in a state of embarrassment, and her heart was ashamed.

Song Tingfeng smiled complacently, and thought to himself: Parading in the streets to show the public should look like parading in the streets, that's the right thing to do.

What he didn't expect was that this incident was actually recorded in the history books.

"On May 37th in the [-]th year of Yuanjing, Emperor Zhende lost his virtue and paraded through the streets to show the public.
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Time flies, and the three days passed quickly, but for Joan, these were the most difficult three days in his life.

Sunrise and sunset every day.

Every time he was bloodied and filthy, his body drools as if he was soaked in the sea of ​​saliva every day, and sometimes he couldn't breathe properly, which really proved that sentence, one person A mouthful of saliva can drown a person.

He wishes to die immediately every day, but the dignity of the emperor does not allow him to die so easily. Of course, even if he wants to die, it is delusional, and he has no chance to decide his own destiny.

At that time, a place outside the Xuande Gate at the junction of the inner city and the outer city had already gathered countless ordinary people, as well as many people from the Jianghu, bureaucrats at all levels in the capital, and even members of the royal family hiding in the dark. There are people everywhere, a large black mass, only heads are visible, hands and feet are not visible.

The reason why the crowds are so lively is that three days have passed, and today is the day of the execution of the late Emperor Joan of Arc. Everyone is waiting for the beheading that will be carried out at noon.

And this is the place where mortals are executed, the very famous Caishikou in the capital city.

For the common people, it seems that Caishikou has become an entertainment place, and watching the beheading is their entertainment. Not only do they go to watch every time a prisoner is executed, some even bring their children to go with them.

It was the first time they had seen each other in such a long time, and such a rare event naturally attracted too many people to watch.

In the previous life, in some TV dramas that interpreted ancient times, we often heard such words as "the Meridian Gate was released!", and the Meridian Gate became the place where the execution of death row criminals was rumored to be.

The Meridian Gate in the previous life was built in the Ming Dynasty by Emperor Yongle Zhu Di.In the Ming Dynasty, executions were performed at the Meridian Gate during the "Tingzhang" period, but sometimes they were also beaten to death, so it was rumored that it became a place for killing people.

The Dafeng Dynasty also had the Meridian Gate, but here it is just an ordinary gate of the imperial city, without a "court stick", let alone a "beheading."

The real execution ground is located at Caishikou, the main reason is that there are too many people here, the so-called beheading for public display, there are not many people, how to show the public.

Just after noon, Emperor Zhende, who seemed to have no love in life, was taken out of the imperial city, and came towards Caishikou along the avenue.

Pedestrians on the street moved along with the prison car. After a few days, they were very familiar with Joan of Arc, and some even shouted all the way: "Come, come!"

Finally, the prison cart of the late Emperor Joan of Arc arrived at the execution ground at Caishikou.

"It's really coming!"

In an instant, the Caishikou was crowded with people.

On the execution platform, a burly man with a machete in his hand, and another burly man with a hemp rope in his hand, have been waiting for a long time.

Originally, according to Chu Linyang's intention, the place of execution was Xu Qi'an. After all, Xu Qi'an had this strength and ability, and he had just asked him for an errand a few days ago, so he took it to heart.

He thought, recovering the Three Kingdoms in the Northeast, expelling the Witch God Sect, he can't do it; the Yunzhou Incident, he can't put down the bandits;
Xu Qi'an was unwilling to live or die, saying that he was overqualified, that anyone who beheaded was a vulgar person, etc., almost made him laugh out loud.

In the end, he was persuaded by Xu Qi'an to entrust a professional person to do the professional work, and found him a job as the deputy of the supervisor and execution officer, and the supervisor and execution officer was naturally Chu Linyang.

It can be regarded as turning this matter over.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Linyang silently appeared in front of the execution platform, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the late Emperor Joan of Arc who looked like an old dog.

When Joan of Arc, who seemed to accept his fate, saw Chu Linyang's arrival, there was a gleam of light in his dead eyes. He stared at the resentful eyes, and the two pupils almost jumped out, struggling hard to face Chu Linyang. Lin Yang rushed over.

After being held down by the two big men on the stage, it seemed as if the last bit of strength burst out of his body, and he roared: "You will die badly, you will die badly!"

The viciousness of the voice, and the unforgettable hatred contained in it, erupted like a volcano, and it could make people fall into hell.

Chu Linyang looked calm, turned around and sat down under the pergola, not paying attention to Joan of Arc's words at all.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon. Chu Linyang's voice rang in the ears of every citizen in the capital, and at the same time rang through their hearts:
"The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Joan's crime is unforgivable, and he will be executed!"

Xu Qi'an, who was standing by the case as a deputy, immediately picked up the token on the table, and threw it on the ground with a snap.

All of a sudden, there was no sound at the scene, and everyone was staring at the execution platform intently, fearing that they would miss any scene.

Seeing this, the burly man with a machete in his hand walked aside, picked up a bowl of wine and took a sip, and sprayed it on both sides of the machete, then came to Joan who had fixed his head, and took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, he raised the knife high with both hands and then, with a strong wave, raised the knife and dropped it. In the blink of an eye, Joan's head fell to the ground.

During the reversal of the vision, Joan saw the blue sky, saw her own body, and saw Chu Linyang who was looking at him lightly.

His head rolled on the ground, his lips moved, and then, the boundless darkness swallowed him.

His yin spirit also disappeared.

But in the eyes of the common people, Joan of Arc's blood splashed out of the execution platform, leaving them with a tinge of desolate blood.

"Thank you, Lord Chu, for eradicating the faint king, and returning justice to the people of Chuzhou City. I, Zheng Xinghuai, thank you on behalf of the people of Chuzhou City!"

Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou, burst out of the crowd with tears in his eyes, bowed and bowed, his face was full of excitement from the heart.

"Thank you Lord Chu for eradicating the faint king and returning justice to the people of Chuzhou City!"

Shentu Baili, Wei Youlong, Zhao Jin, Chen Xian and his wife. These martyrs who escorted Zheng Xinghuai back to Beijing squeezed out the crowd with Zheng Xinghuai and knelt in front of the stage.

This scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the surrounding people.

"Master Zheng, please stand up, all strong men. In fact, I haven't done much, so you don't need to thank me."

Chu Linyang lifted everyone up with a wave of his hand, and said to Xu Qi'an, "Hang the head for three days!"

Then disappeared in place, and after Chu Linyang left, the influence of Joan of Arc's beheading also slowly permeated the capital, and I don't know how much joy, anger, sorrow, and joy it caused.——
At this time, in the imperial palace, the prince was sitting in the imperial study, a little absent-minded, looking in the direction of the palace gate frequently.

Suddenly he was a little restless, stood up, walked to the door, looked at the sundial in the courtyard, then looked at the sky, turned around and asked the old eunuch beside him, "What time is it?"

The old eunuch thought about it and replied: "Go back to Your Highness, I guess it's past the end of time."

The prince's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "Well, how can you estimate this, what I want is the exact time!"

At this moment, a soldier held on to the hilt of his knife and rushed from outside the courtyard.

When he came to the door, the soldier knelt down on one knee and said out of breath: "His Royal Highness, the late emperor, hoo!"

"Tell me, what's the matter?!" the prince asked eagerly.

The soldier let out a sigh of relief, and then replied concisely: "The first emperor was beheaded at Caishikou just now."

"Ah, it's absolutely true?!" The prince's eyes widened, and he couldn't help amplifying his excited voice.

The soldier replied: "It's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes."

In an instant, the prince had an inexplicable expression on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "Okay." Suddenly seeing the eyes of the soldier and the old eunuch from the corner of the eye, he changed his words instantly: "It hurts, alas, my heart hurts!" Then he staggered He sat down and returned to the position where Emperor Joan of Arc sat before, unable to recover for a long time.
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Yunlu Academy.

The news that the first emperor Joan of Arc was beheaded for public display came out.

Yunlu Academy, one of the holy places for students in the world, was boiling with the original sound of reading, and there were passionate reprimands and cursing everywhere.

When scholars scold others, they are more versatile than ordinary people.

"Jean's death is not a pity. Colluding with the Witch God Sect and slaughtering the people is a sign of the country's subjugation. Fortunately, Mr. Chu is there to turn the tide."

"Hey, why didn't the princes of the Manchu Dynasty see through the true face of Joan of Arc earlier, and this will be recorded in the history books in the future, and the scholar will lose face. It's a pity that Mr. Chu is not my Confucian scholar."

"Young Master Chu has a brilliant literary talent, so you can be considered a half-educated scholar!"

At this time, the three great scholars of Yunlu Academy were writing history books in the Book Pavilion.

"On May 37th in the 20th year of Yuanjing, the first emperor Joan of Arc was beheaded in the execution ground of the vegetable market in the capital. Note: 38 years ago, the first emperor Joan of Arc was polluted by the head of the Dizong Tao, and later divided into King Huai and Emperor Yuanjing, and King Huai slaughtered Chuzhou With a population of [-] in the city, Emperor Yuan Jing colluded with witch gods"

It is the first of its kind in the past and the present, and it will surely leave a bad reputation for thousands of years!

(End of this chapter)