Chapter 157 The Meaning of Death Penalty

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If the new issue of Di Bao has caused uproar in the official circles, then the situation among the people in the market is completely different.

Common people rarely care about officialdom, they only care about matters closely related to their own lives.

The same issue as the official residence newspaper came out, as well as the latest issue of the newspaper.

The headline on the first page of this issue of the newspaper is that Zhao Jun, as a representative of the Constitutional Yuan, wrote an article about "the imperial court severely cracks down on crime and cracks down on gangs and evil."

In addition, Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Fan Zhongyan and others contributed articles, all of which condemned the poor public security environment in Bianliang.

On West Street in the outer city, a limping middle-aged Confucian scholar walked into a wine shop. His name was Hong Wen. He was a poor scholar who made a living by writing for people on the street, and occasionally worked as a teacher.

He entered the wine shop, took out a few copper coins, and said: "Shopkeeper, bring a pot of wine and a plate of broad beans."

"Mr. Hong."

The shopkeeper sympathized with his plight and gave him a little more wine and broad beans each time. He put the things on the counter, then said with a smile: "How are you doing, sir?"

Hong Wen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After my leg became lame, no one wanted me to be a teacher anymore, so I could only make a living by writing on the streets. Fortunately, no one in Bianliang is collecting fees now, otherwise I might not even be able to survive." Don’t go down.”

"Sir, don't worry. You have to be open-minded about everything. As the saying goes, there is no perfect path for everyone."

The shopkeeper thought for a while, took out another newspaper from under the counter and said, "This is the newspaper delivered this morning. It says that the Imperial City Department is currently recruiting civil servants, and the salary is generous. Sir, you can give it a try."

"oh?"

Hong Wen was writing on the street, hungry and without a stable income. When he learned about this, he took the newspaper and said: "Would the Imperial City Secretary want a lame person like me?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Our Zhiyuan has always been kind-hearted. The Imperial City Division has recruited a lot of new people. They are basically the victims of Wuyou Cave Ghost Fan Tower and many gangsters. After all, let's talk about your matter. I definitely want you."

"Well."

Hong Wen nodded noncommittally and stood at the counter, drinking wine, eating broad beans, and reading the newspaper.

Nowadays, most people can buy newspapers directly on the street, except for restaurants and tea shops that subscribe to a few copies and put them inside to attract business, but he can't afford them.

He comes from a poor family. When he was setting up a stall last year, because he couldn't pay the fees, he was beaten and lame by Gui Fanlou's gangster in West Street. He didn't even have the money to treat his leg, let alone buy it on the street. Newspapers, so the news is lagging behind.

The news in the newspapers at the moment is still about the crackdown on gangs and evil that has been very popular recently, and the Supreme Court has ordered that these gangsters will be severely punished and severely punished. Most of them will be beheaded as a warning to others.

Then there is a long list. This is the first batch to be sent to the execution ground.

The name of one of them caught Hong Wen's eyes.

Liu Kuixi!

Hong Wen took a deep breath, put the newspaper back on the counter, drank all the wine in one breath, and walked a little drifting. When the shopkeeper turned around, he had already seen him leaving the wine shop.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! The new morning newspaper comes out, big news, another group of prisoners are about to be executed."

Newsboys walked through the streets, shouting loudly.

In the past, children like them running on the streets were the most unsafe. If they were not careful, they might be abducted and disappear into the crowd of people in Bianliang.

But in Bianliang today, even if there is a fight on the street, a group of Kaifeng government officials may come up and arrest the person at any time.

Therefore, the city of Tokyo at this time had the best security since the founding of the Song Dynasty.

There were more people coming and going on the street, including old people, children, and women, especially children, who dared to play near the door of their homes even without an adult to guide them.

The morning market is bustling, and the arrival of the newsboy has injected fresh vitality into the market.

"Hey, our magistrate is really brave. He actually wants to kill so many people. He is really doing harm to the people."

"The Liu Popi who bullied me last time was beheaded by Zhiyuan. Now that Tokyo City has Zhao Zhiyuan, let's see which rogue who has killed a thousand swords dares to do something stupid again."

"Look, the name on this is Liu Kuixi. Isn't this the leader of the West Street Benevolent Association? I heard that behind them is actually Gui Fanlou, and he is also the helmsman of Guifanlou branch."

"And this, Wang Long, is the president of a branch in Wuyou Cave. And look at this, Li Sancai, also known as Li Sanlang, is the leader of the Ax Club."

"Great, these people should be killed. It said that including the batch killed last time, this is only the second batch. There will be a third and fourth batch in the future. This time, more than 200 people were killed. It's really It’s fun, we must go and see it.”

"When will the operation be performed? Has it been mentioned above?"

"As I said, the execution will be carried out in three days at the same execution ground outside Dongcheng last time. Thousands of people may have to be killed there in the future."

"Okay, I must go and see it then."

In various tea stalls and wine shops, a large number of people in Bianliang City who had breakfast picked up the newspapers in their hands, and they were all very happy.

The people of Bianliang have suffered from these evil forces for a long time.

Because these evil forces will not actually provoke high-ranking officials, but for ordinary people, it is a disaster.

Even if there are no children in the family and the women are abducted and trafficked, those people will charge protection fees.

Anyone who sets up a stall, opens a shop, or does business on the street, these evil forces and government officials will come to collect a fee, making the people miserable.

If the business is good, you can still make a living, but if the business is bad, like Hong Wen, you can't make much money, and the other party will charge you fees. If you can't pay, you will be beaten. For poor people, it's almost impossible. their lives.

Therefore, in the past, both ordinary people and small vendors in Bianliang had to suffer oppression from these people.

Now Zhao Jun not only eliminated the corrupt officials in Kaifeng Prefecture, cut off the hands of Kaifeng Prefecture government officials who asked them for money, but also wiped out the evil forces in Bianliang, preventing them from paying money and being beaten.

Under this circumstance, the security environment of the entire Bianliang has almost completely taken on a new look. When the business atmosphere improves and more people are willing to go shopping, it will naturally promote economic development.

Especially the night market. Although the night market was prosperous in the past, it was often accompanied by more darkness and sin. Now it is much safer for people to take to the streets. There are naturally countless vendors doing small business, and it is becoming increasingly lively.

It is estimated that GDP has increased a lot.

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past few days, the officialdom and the private sector in Bianliang have shown two situations.

There is a lot of discussion about the restructuring in the official circles, but the people are more concerned about the elimination of the evil forces.

Officials and officials, common people and common people, they rushed to tell each other, and the two pieces of news quickly spread throughout Tokyo.

Now the Ministry of Punishment has completed its restructuring. It has been transformed from an idle department into an agency responsible for formulating laws and formulating rules and regulations for various departments. More than a hundred officials have been transferred in.

The employment problem of more than a hundred idle and redundant officials was solved at once, which immediately made the redundant officials in Bianliang excited and began to activate their contacts again, hoping to secure connections in advance.

However, since it is still in the early stages of restructuring, only the Ministry of Punishment has completed the restructuring and is formulating charters for the new department, so there are not that many departments yet.

But it is clear that at least the vast majority of officials support the restructuring.

There were more than 10,000 redundant officials in the Song Dynasty, most of whom were scattered in local areas. For example, the deputy envoy of Huangzhou Tuanlian who was demoted by Su Shi was one of the idle officials, and there were also one or two thousand people in Bianliang.

It is estimated that after this restructuring, not only will these two thousand people be resettled, but idle officials may even have to be transferred back from the local area to fill the vacancies.

In the early morning of November 10th, both sides of East Street were already packed.

Kaifeng Prefecture was not only the official office of Bianliang, but also an administrative agency, equivalent to the capital city government in later generations. Not only were they responsible for detecting theft and murder, but they were also responsible for urban planning.

But it is a pity that the successive governors of Kaifeng Prefecture obviously did not have this awareness, or it was difficult to plan a better city. Illegal construction in Kaifeng Prefecture has always been a big trouble, and this has been the case since the Zhao Guangyi era.

There are already a lot of illegal buildings on the street at this moment. Various sheds, pavements, and rain shields extending from the houses on both sides make the street even narrower. In addition, there are so many people that there is only a gap left in the middle.

The beheading teams from the Kaifeng Mansion and the Imperial City Division were fine when they came out of the side street outside Xuande Gate. When they arrived at the East Street, they were suddenly blocked and the horse-drawn carriage team was unable to move forward at all.

"Give in, give in!"

"Don't squeeze, just stand behind me!"

"If you block the prison car team, treat it as a robbery and capture them on the spot!"

At the front of the motorcade was a middle-aged official in a red robe, scanning the front majestically.

The Political Yuan and Kaifeng Mansion paid great attention to the beheading this time, so they sent people from both sides, one to supervise the beheading and the other to lead the beheading.

The Political Yuan sent Gao Jimin, the deputy envoy of the Imperial City Department, and the Kaifeng Prefecture sent Zhang Tan, a fellow magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture. The second person in Kaifeng Mansion.

Under his majestic glance, the people on both sides of the street were separated by the policemen on the left and right, and finally a way was opened.

But when the convoy passed by, it was chaos again.

Someone shouted: "Look, the person in the prison car is Liu Kuixi."

"And Wang Lung."

"That's Li Sancai."

"They are all big shots."

"Big shot, are they considered big shots?"

"Is not it?"

"Common people like you only know a few thugs who roam the streets and don't know any of the real big shots."

"Then tell me who the big shot is?"

Among the crowd watching the excitement on the street, the people were talking a lot.

One of the men pointed to the prison lane proudly: "Look, that man's name is Han Yuan. He used to be an official in Kaifeng Prefecture. Later he went out to become a magistrate. He was captured by people sent by the magistrate. His uncle is the original Deputy Privy Minister Han Yi."

"It's actually him?"

The people around him looked over and saw a middle-aged man wearing death row clothes sitting in a prison car. Although his face was haggard and his hair was white, he could vaguely see the look of him who once held a high position and was pampered.

The skin alone is completely different from the rough and dark appearance of ordinary people, and it is much better than the other gangsters of the evil forces who fight with people all the year round to grab territory.

"Smash them!"

With a loud shout, the scene instantly fell into chaos.

All kinds of vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and small stones were thrown at the prison car, so that the Kaifeng Prefecture Yamen and Imperial City Imperial Guards had to push the crowd back quickly to maintain order.

In the chaotic downtown, the prison van team trudged forward like rats crossing the street. If Zhang Tan and Gao Jimin hadn't shouted loudly, these prisoners might have been beaten to death by the angry Bianliang citizens before they were sent to the execution ground.

This situation continued until we left the city. The outside of the city was much wider. We finally passed the New Song Gate. Thousands of people followed at the back gate. The law field outside the city was also crowded with people.

Many people started vying for the viewing position early, and the spectacle was more lively than the Cuju competitions held by various Cuju clubs in the city or the government.

"I'm coming."

"Today, people from the Ax Club were beheaded. These beasts should have died long ago."

"I was bullied by people from the Righteous Association. It's a pity that the person who beat me will not be killed today, but it would be good to kill them."

Outside Bianliang City, on the bank of willow trees, this time it was not the dawn wind and the waning moon, but a dense sea of ​​people.

The eastern suburbs are a sloping land, located at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, a execution platform has been set up, and the perimeter is still fenced with horses, iron caltrops and the like to prevent people from attacking the execution ground and disrupting order.

Five hundred troops cleared the way, plus a thousand Kaifeng government officials, who kept a tight watch on the execution ground, but the outside was three levels inside and three outside, and some people even climbed trees to watch.

This time Gao Jimin was the supervising officer, and Zhang Tan was the chief beheading officer. As they all sat on the high platform built not far away, groups of prisoners were also escorted up.

Logically speaking, beheading in ancient times took place at three quarters of noon.

However, there were too many people killed this time. This batch killed more than 300 people. If more than 300 people were killed every day, it would take nearly a month.

So they didn't waste any time and finished cutting early and finished the work early. They would have to continue cutting tomorrow.

Gao Jimin and Zhang Tan discussed it and implemented it immediately.

So groups of prisoners were escorted to the stage. Many of them were almost paralyzed and unable to move. Some were so frightened that their pants were wet. Some were wailing, some had numb faces, and some were cursing.

The officials didn't care about them. Two or three people grabbed one of them and dragged them to the execution platform, and then pressed them firmly on the platform to prevent them from moving.

"cut!"

When the group of 20 people were in place, Zhang Tan directly threw down the lottery in his hand without hesitation.

"kill!"

The executioners roared angrily, and chopped off the people with their big knives. In an instant, the heads flew off.

The blood dyed Xingtai red, and then the bodies were dragged away and replaced with the next batch.

Among the crowd, a man was staring at the stage. This man's surname was Wang. He was a small cloth seller. His leg was once broken by a stall owner of the Ax Club.

Last time, Li Sanlang, the boss of the Ax Club, came to the execution ground to see his beheaded brother, but he didn't expect that he would be replaced this time.

Boss Wang stared intently. When the second group of people came up, he finally saw the figure he wanted to see.

He shouted excitedly: "Li Sancai, you are here too. I have told you long ago that you will have your retribution."

As excited as he was, there were many people who had been oppressed by these evil elements.

Someone in the crowd cried with joy and said: "Aping, that Zhao Popi who bullied you has finally been beheaded, and you can go to rest in peace."

Someone said with tears streaming down his face: "Father, have you seen it? You were seriously injured by that beast and died soon after. Do you see it now? He is going to be beheaded too."

"Liu Kuixi, you deserve to be killed by a thousand swords."

Some people were extremely excited and shouted enthusiastically: "This knife will be an advantage for you!"

Li Sancai, Liu Kuixi and other people whose names were called raised their heads blankly.

They vaguely saw familiar faces in the crowd.

They were the people who had been oppressed by them, the low-class people who had been treated like lambs by them.

Now he is happily watching them from outside and watching them die.

"Pfft!"

With the executioner's sword falling, these villains will never see the world again.

The whole world became more enthusiastic and excited.

All kinds of happy cries, the long-suppressed rage in my heart, and the pent-up aggrievedness were all released at this moment!

This is what the death penalty is for!

(End of chapter)