Qi country.

Fengxiang execution ground.

A dozen fat, big-eared criminals in prison uniforms knelt on the execution platform.

Below the stage were a group of people who had come to watch the execution.

Su Qingjue stood on the stage, holding the Longquan sword, his black robe fluttering in the wind, looking quite handsome and elegant.

now.

The sun is shining brightly in the sky at noon, which is also the time when the yang energy is at its strongest in the day.

The people crowded together, and even though their clothes were soaked with sweat, they didn't care. Their eyes were fixed on the people kneeling on the stage.

It is obvious that none of the people on the stage are innocent, and their hands are more or less stained with the blood of the people.

As "untouchables" in the eyes of others, the lower-class people living in Fengxiang are always in a state of oppression by the powerful.

But the problem is that no one cares about their life or death, and no one will stand up for them or seek redress for them.

The people had already become numb, and even began to think of themselves as pariahs. How could they be compared with those noble beings?

However, suddenly one day.

A young man stood up and told the people of Fengxiang City loudly with practical actions that you are no different from those powerful people, and he will take care of your affairs!

Seeing those corrupt officials who had persecuted them in the past now kneeling on the stage and atoning for their sins.

All the people present felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

It is a kind of sadness that is a mixture of blood and hatred.

"You officials are colluding with each other, oppressing the people, and committing corruption and neglecting your duties... According to the law, you should be executed for your crimes!"

"The time has come, kill!!"

Su Qingjue did not need to do it himself. The burly executioners wearing red scarves were already in place, waiting for his orders.

After hearing the order, the executioners removed the gauze covering the criminal's eyes, then picked up the ghost-head sword and sprayed a mouthful of strong liquor on it.

"Wait a minute, I don't accept it!!"

Song Ningyuan, who was kneeling on the stage, yelled loudly.

He looked at Su Qingjue, his eyes full of hatred.

"They are afraid of implicating their children so they dare not say anything, but my only son is also going to be beheaded, what am I afraid of!!"

"Heavenly Killer, I am the fifth uncle of King Qi. King Qi is not here, even if the King of Heaven comes, he has no right to judge me!!"

"If you dare to kill me today, King Qi will not let you go when he comes back!!"

Hearing this, Su Qingjue remained calm, and instead looked at the people below the stage and asked, "Everyone, today I would like to deal with these incompetent officials on your behalf. Dare I ask if I have the qualifications to do so?"

Although the people are not clear about the inside story, they know very well who is doing the practical work and who is resisting the pressure to redress their grievances.

What can King Qi do? He represents the powerful and wealthy and will not consider the common people like them.

so......

Without any hesitation, the people in the audience shouted:

“Qualified!!”

"Kill them!!"

Su Qingjue nodded with satisfaction, spread his hands to Song Ningyuan, and said softly: "This is the qualification given to me by the people to judge you."

The people's increasingly loud shouts made Song Ningyuan's face even paler. Only then did he seem to realize that he was going to die today.

At this time, he raised his head and looked at Su Qingjue, his eyes full of desire for life.

However, Su Qingjue simply ignored his existence. He waved his hand to call the servant beside him and asked him to convey his request to the executioners.

After hearing the new order, the executioners immediately carried out their tasks according to Su Qingjue's instructions.

They stood behind the sinners and hacked them from left to right.

Blood flowed.

Heads falling.

The body fell forward unconsciously.

One after another, the powerful and influential people died under the devil's sword.

Every time someone died, the people in the audience would burst into earth-shaking cheers.

I saw those familiar people dying one after another around me, and soon it would be my son's turn.

Song Ningyuan cried and begged Su Qingjue to spare his son's life. He was willing to give up all his property and take responsibility for all the crimes.

Su Qingjue smiled contemptuously and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The crimes you committed are enough to sentence you to death hundreds of times, and you still want to take the blame for your son?

The whole family is not a good cake!

What's more, even if I kill you, how can your family's property run away?

Seeing that Su Qingjue was indifferent to his request, Song Ningyuan did not give up. He begged for mercy desperately.

However, the next second, a tragic scream was heard from the execution ground.

"Dad, my son is leaving first!!"

"puff!"

Song Ningyuan's pleading tone paused, and he slowly looked towards his son's position.

Then he saw that his son Song Wenchang had been beheaded.

In desperation, Song Ningyuan was almost crazy.

He looked up at the sky and laughed crazily, "You damn star, you will get your retribution sooner or later. I'm waiting for you down there!!"

"..."

All the dignitaries were beheaded. Su Qingjue did not plan to stay here for long, so he thought about returning to Prince Qi's Mansion first.

But the people obviously didn't want him to leave so easily.

They knelt on the ground and thanked Su Qingjue for upholding justice for them.

Some people even brought some food from home to give to him as a token of gratitude.

Su Qingjue also saw Old Man Liu and his son in the crowd.

At this moment, their eyes were red and they kept kowtowed to Su Qingjue to express their gratitude.

This was the first time Su Qingjue met Old Man Liu’s son.

He also didn't expect that Old Man Liu's son was actually a strong and sturdy man.

He stood out among the crowd like a crane among chickens, looking a little out of place.

It's hard to imagine how such a man could be bullied by those rich kids.

Thinking of this, Su Qingjue walked over.

The people made way for him.

He came to Old Man Liu and his son and helped them both up.

Old man Liu's son mumbled, "Thank...thank...thank you, yeah...yeah...benefactor, please...avenge...me!"

He stutters a bit and looks a little stupid, he's a pitiful man.

"Brother, what's your name? Have you ever learned martial arts?"

"Liu...Liu...Liu..."

Old man Liu's son touched the back of his head and said "Liu" for a long time without saying anything. Instead, his face turned red.

Old man Liu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he held down his stupid son, looked at Su Qingjue and said very respectfully: "My son is not worthy of being called a brother by your name. His name is Liu Ben, and he has never learned any advanced martial arts. He just practiced some fake moves in the city guards."

He has such a physique even though he has never practiced martial arts. He is a natural martial artist.

It’s just a pity that he missed the best age for martial arts training, but this is not a problem for Su Qingjue.

As long as he wanted, he could create a set of kung fu that suits Liu Ben specifically.

Su Qingjue is currently short of people under his command.

When he saw this person, he wanted to recruit him.

So he looked at Liu Ben and said softly: "Brother Liu Ben, are you willing to follow me? I will find someone to arrange a place for your father to live, and I will also teach you the best martial arts."

Liu Ben looked at his father, not knowing how to make a decision.

Old man Liu was very decisive. He grabbed Liu Ben's arm and was about to bow, but Su Qingjue raised his hand to stop him.

Old man Liu burst into tears, "My benefactor, my son is able to work for you, it is a blessing he has cultivated for several lifetimes. Besides, you have cleared my son of his grievances, even if you ask him to go through fire and water, that is what he should do!"

"My son is naturally slow-witted, so I will make the decision for him and agree to the benefactor's request." After saying that, Old Man Liu looked at Liu Ben again.

"Son, remember this. From now on, you must always put your benefactor's words first. They should even be more important than your own life. Do you hear me?!"

Liu Ben nodded vigorously, keeping his father's words firmly in his mind.

"Then come with me and I'll arrange a place for you to stay first."

Seeing that Old Man Liu had explained everything to his son, Su Qingjue took the two of them away.

The people around watched the whole process of Su Qingjue recruiting Liu Ben. Those who had sons all had the idea of ​​letting their sons join Su Qingjue.

After all, Su Qingjue was their benefactor, and letting their son seek refuge with her might also help him gain a better future...

Su Qingjue was walking with the Liu father and son on the way back to Prince Qi's Mansion.

He was in a very good mood because he was able to recruit a relatively reliable person.

Liu Ben has a simple and honest character, so he can be trained and used with confidence.

Because people like this, once they choose to follow someone, they will swear allegiance to them until death.

It’s like Xu Chu, the great marquis of Wei during the Three Kingdoms period.

Perhaps one day in the future, Liu Ben will also be his Tiger Marquis.

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