Kangxi Dynasty.
Although the sky in Beijing is still bright, the people in Beijing have already organized themselves at the city gate to watch the excitement.
The people who appear here are all aborigines of old Beijing and some refugees from Hebei.
After learning that the three emperors of the Qing Dynasty were brought back today and executed in front of everyone, they all became very happy and immediately surrounded them.
"What a death! The Emperor of the Tartars should have been executed long ago! My Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty is so wise!"
"Hey! Now that the Qing Dynasty is dead, what should I call the emperor? I should call him His Majesty."
"Didn't you read the new law promulgated by the cabinet a few days ago? The emperor said that no matter whether it is the emperor, his majesty, the emperor, or officials, as long as there are no dirty words, we can call him whatever he wants."
"Is there still this matter?"
"A few days ago, there was a poem circulated in the streets and alleys. It was called 'Seizing the vermillion is not the right thing, and the alien species is also the king'. I heard that it was a legacy of the ancients. Now it seems that it is exactly the case!"
"..."
There was a lot of discussion on the streets of Beijing, and the Han people seemed particularly satisfied with the promulgation of the new policy.
After all, it is only thirty or forty years since the end of the Ming Dynasty, and not one generation has died. They naturally know what the situation is like in the Ming Dynasty.
In the Ming Dynasty, their families originally had houses and fields. However, after the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, they directly occupied the land. With just that encirclement, their own yard became the yard of the Manchus, and they themselves became slaves.
Now that Ming Dynasty is back and everything has been restored, they will naturally feel joyful.
Of course, there were also some people who stayed in the crowd of people with hatred, looking at the officers and soldiers of Yaowu Camp who were arranging in order, and they were indignant and could only whisper: "What kind of airs are there! The masters will come back sooner or later, what a Ming Dynasty, a group of Ming Dynasty Just a thief!"
"That's right, that's right. The emperor of Aisin Gioro is a nine-five-year-old man. These wise people are really barbaric. They want to execute such a nine-five-year-old man. After God knows about this, I'm afraid he will blame him. The world is over!"
A few Han Chinese, old and young, secretly said bad things behind their backs. Before the Ming Dynasty entered the city, they were the old servants of the Eight Banners disciples. They usually held themselves too high and were proud of being slaves. They always seemed superior to others. To flatter the superior and bully the inferior.
Now that the Ming Dynasty has come, these old slaves who used to be the slaves of tigers have become ordinary citizens, and they are not willing to die together with the masters of the Eight Banners. It seems a bit difficult to accept for a while. They can only live in Beijing every day. They sell swill, gold juice, etc. on the street. Once there is labor, they need to repair the city wall immediately.
They are full of complaints about their current life, but they dare not openly rebel, so they can only get together and express a few complaints.
"Did you just think that the Aixinjueluo family is very good?"
Suddenly, a voice appeared in their ears. A man in a mandarin jacket said subconsciously: "Of course! The masters are the best. Being slaves with the masters is a comfortable life. It's better than It’s so much better now!”
After they finished speaking, they reacted and looked at the place where the sound had just been made. They immediately saw several cold eyes staring at them.
And the owner of these cold eyes seems to have a knife hidden in his sleeves.
"Take it!"
Without hesitation, give the order!
Several people jumped out from the crowd and directly held down the talking slaves.
"Ouch!"
The wrapped slave pressed his face directly to the ground and was rubbed with a bloody mark. He felt the burning pain and immediately shouted: "What are you doing! Let your grandpa go!"
People in Beijing who didn't know the truth also gathered around and were a little confused.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the operation immediately took out a token and said immediately: "Jin Yiwei is handling the case! These three people have just spread the word about Aisin Gioro, the Manchu chieftain, and are suspected of assassinating the king! Now he has been captured by my Jin Yiwei, and he will be immediately put into prison!"
After seeing these tokens, the people around him were instantly filled with indignation and shouted angrily: "Hey! With my bad temper, does anyone really want to be a slave?! It's really a disgrace to our old Beijing!"
"With the Holy Emperor on the throne, the world is in good health! Our country, the Ming Dynasty, is booming. How dare these filthy things make noise here! Old and young gentlemen, go up and beat them!"
"..."
In an instant, the three good slaves of Aixinjueluo were beaten to a pulp, and they could no longer recognize east, west, north, and south.
The Jinyi guards allowed the people to vent their anger before taking the three of them away.
After returning to prison, he will be beaten again!
A good person should be treated as a slave instead of being a good person. I really don’t understand what is going on.
The people cursed and were filled with indignation.
Soon, the mist gradually dissipated, and as the sun shone, four prison cars escorted Yue Le, Xuan Ye, Fu Quan and Jia Han back into the capital.
The four of them were originally imprisoned together, but they were too noisy on the road, so the guards and soldiers escorting them imprisoned the four of them separately, and there was only scolding and fighting along the way.
At this moment, the entire avenue in Beijing has been blocked. On the Meridian Gate, various execution props are being placed. The dark heads in the square are all looking forward to it, as if they are looking forward to the arrival of noon.
However, a carriage stopped not far away, and three familiar heads were revealed on top of the carriage.
Three generals who were supposed to attack Shang Zhixin on the Guangdong battlefield.
They are Tu Mo Wencheng, Bing Bi Chengchou and Malji Sangui.
These three people are all the highest-ranking generals in Manchuria who have surrendered.
Tu Mo was granted the title of Marquis of Keru, and Bi was granted the title of Marquis of Ping Jin, while Malji was granted the title of Marquis of Qing.
The three men had made great military exploits for the Ming Dynasty and massacred countless Manchus all over the city. Looking at the crowded square, their moods were a little complicated for a moment.
They looked at the tall wooden frame in front of the Meridian Gate, and at the blade that shone with a cold light, and couldn't help but feel a chill on their necks.
This thing must behead very quickly!
This thing is something made by His Majesty. It is said that it was invented by Luyi Pomegranate in the West. I don’t understand who it is. It cuts off the head very quickly.
These days, Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi have told the secrets of young and old in order to survive.
For example, Manchuria's treasures were buried on a certain mountain outside the pass, and he tried his best to make those cities that were still resisting put down their resistance. Therefore, His Majesty granted permission to allow Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi to die happily.
Yue Le and Jia Hanfu obviously did not have such good luck.
After all, all the credit was taken away by Xiao Xuanzi, and the two of them had no chance of being tainted witnesses.
Therefore, Yue Le will be sentenced to five years in prison, while Jia Hanfu will be easier, just cut in half.
They were executed together with dozens of captured Manchu dignitaries. They were all cruel people and could not be surrendered.
After seeing this situation, Tu Mo and Bing Bi shouted "good death" in their hearts, but in Malji's mind, there was a feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox.
After all, he still had some feelings for the Qing Dynasty.
Malji is different from Tumo and Bingbi. The two of them were little Kalami in the Qing Dynasty. They were the existences of the Qing Dynasty in which one of them was more but not more, and one of them was less than less.
Therefore, Tu Mo and Bingbi could openly say, "I love the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty loves me?" ', 'We are originally Akito', words like this.
And Malji, after all, was a frontier official promoted by the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so he still couldn't bear it.
But I just feel ashamed. It is absolutely impossible for him to return to the Ming Dynasty and return to the Qing Dynasty.
He still wanted to keep the head on his neck and continue eating.
The reason why the three of them were called back from the Zhejiang front line was so that they could watch the ceremony up close and watch the destruction ceremony of the old and the young, so that they could beat them.
As for who called them back, there is no need to say more.
Malji took a deep breath and was about to say something when suddenly nine clear bells rang out from the east gate of the Meridian Gate, and the whole place was silent for a moment.
The bell rings nine times, the emperor is coming!
As the bell rang, the people of Beijing burst into fierce cheers, which resounded throughout the Meridian Gate and the entire sky!
The sound echoed endlessly, hovering over the entire Beijing, and every household could hear the shouts.
During this time of gongs and drums shaking the sky, firecrackers blasting, crowds of people, and red flags waving, an emperor wearing a Gong uniform and twelve crowns appeared on the Meridian Gate!
"He is really the Holy Son of Ming Dynasty!"
Some people took a breath of air and looked at the figure on the Meridian Gate. They suddenly felt a pressure coming towards them and murmured to themselves.
"Look, does your Majesty look like a dragon? It's really a real dragon coming to the world!"
The people around him were also chirping. Soon, he looked at the four indescribable creatures imprisoned in the prison car, and couldn't help but feel contempt: "One has a big head, one has pockmarks, an old man, and one has hairy eyes. Black, this extremely ugly person with a deer head and rat eyes is the emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty? Bah!"
"It is still my Majesty Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, who is full of energy and looks like Emperor Mu Mu!"
In an instant, the people fell into a frenzy, and the entire Meridian Gate was once again drowned out with shouts:
"Long live your Majesty! Long live the Ming Dynasty!"
…
Zhu Houcong arrived at the Meridian Gate. This time he was very serious and tidy. He came wearing Gong robes and was very interested in the ceremony. He did not wear traditional Taoist robes.
Although the Manchu and Qing regime was abominable, they had taken over the Central Plains after all. No matter what Zhu Houcong said, in this land, the Manchu and Qing Dynasties could be regarded as the masters of the Central Plains for decades. Therefore, this execution ceremony still needs to be upright and open. The progress of the war also announced to the world that the masters here have returned to the hands of the Han people!
As for the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhu Houcong felt that he did not need to pay a visit.
After all, the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty are all meeting in the chat group. At worst, the next meeting will tell them that the national war is about to end, and you guys will quickly pack up and prepare for the next one.
Countless pairs of eyes were staring at his figure above the Meridian Gate.
There were also countless pairs of eyes staring at the four people in the prison car.
Among the crowd, many plainclothes guards were patrolling to prevent acts of robbing the court and assassinating the king.
There are still more than 10,000 troops stationed in the entire city of Beijing. The Yaowu Battalion, one of the elite 12 regiments, can be said to be impregnable.
"It's almost time, let's start the execution."
Zhu Houcong looked at the sky and calculated with his fingers that noon had arrived. Then he calmly gave instructions to the surrounding officials.
After hearing Zhu Houcong's instructions, the officials around him did not dare to neglect and quickly began to read out the decree:
"Building the state to capture the barbarians took advantage of my chaos, drove their barbarian riders into my Yanjing, stole my artifacts, messed up my clothes, invaded my territory, and enslaved my people. Everywhere in China is full of fishy smell, and our cultural compatriots are oppressed . Under the order of shaving their hair, the common people did not flee. Banner soldiers were stationed everywhere, and all traces of Yu were covered. Regardless of the ten days in Yangzhou and the three massacres in Jiading, the tragedy still remains, and the shame is not over yet..."
"The violence of the barbarians in Jianzhou was greater than that of Jie and Zhou, but the three captives of Yue Le, Xuanye, and Fuquan abused the people to the sky, poisoned the state, harmed the people, and left no bones left..."
One sentence after another, Mao Bowen, who had been promoted to the minister of Dali Temple, read out the words, and the surrounding Jin Yiwei immediately broadcast the words in real time, trying to let the people in Beijing hear this sentence after sentence against the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
In the prison car, the educated little Xuanzi couldn't help but clenched his fists, feeling very powerless in his heart.
The uneducated Xiao Quanzi and Yue Le were already decadent and were in a daze in the prison car.
As for Jia Hanfu, he was in tears.
What does it have to do with him? He is just a traitor, he shouldn't die together.
When it came to the last sentence, Zhu Houcong waved his hand directly, telling Mao Bowen not to read it. He took action himself. After gathering his magic power, he immediately shouted loudly:
"Today, Shuntian responded to the people and punished the barbarians of Jianzhou. The barbarians Nurhachi, Huang Taiji, Dorgon, and Fulin came out and smashed their bones and raised ashes!"
After Zhu Houcong finished speaking, there were bursts of cheers outside the Meridian Gate, and the atmosphere at the scene was ignited.
Although most of them did not understand what this passage meant, they naturally knew that it was a beheading of the three emperors of the Qing Dynasty!
Normally, there are many onlookers when ordinary death row criminals are executed, but now the emperor of the Qing Dynasty is being executed. The people who are usually oppressed by the Qing Dynasty are naturally more excited, waving their fists and cheering loudly!
"Kill him, kill him!"
"Kill the Tatars and kill the tyrants!"
"As the sun and moon shine, our Ming Dynasty is finally restored!"
…
On the Meridian Gate wall, listening to the cheers of the people, Zhu Houcong nodded, very satisfied, and then said: "Execution!"
Outside the Meridian Gate, a mountain roar and tsunami instantly rose.
The Jin Yiwei lifted Xiao Xuanzi and Xiao Quanzi out of the prison car. Xiao Quanzi was so frightened that his legs were shaking and he was leaking urine and feces.
Jin Yiwei frowned and dragged Xiao Quanzi towards the guillotine.
Xiao Xuanzi, on the other hand, was much calmer, and he was worthy of being called 'a man of eternity'.
Xiao Xuanzi did not need to be escorted by the imperial guards, but walked towards the guillotine majestically. With strong hatred, he looked back at Zhu Houcong, and then he used all his strength, his chest heaved and roared: "Zhu Houcong! !!I don’t know how you came back from the dead, but our Qing Dynasty will never perish! We in Manchuria will have people with lofty ideals to restore our Qing Dynasty! By then, you and other descendants of the Zhu family will also end up like today. !!!”
Along with this roar, Xiao Xuanzi couldn't help but feel dizzy and a little lack of oxygen.
The noise in his ears was getting louder and louder. Xiao Xuanzi could even hear the people yelling and scolding him, and he could hear the people cheering for joy.
He couldn't help but clenched his fists and regretted not killing all these Han people when he became emperor!
Under the curse, Jin Yiwei pushed Xiao Xuanzi onto the guillotine with a heavy push, and fixed Xiao Xuanzi's head with a wooden shackle.
On the other side, Xiao Quanzi, who was also fixed on the guillotine, was already crying and crying, and he didn't look like a king at all.
But it's extremely real.
Seeing this appearance, Xiao Xuanzi also started to feel a little scared.
He is afraid of death.
Afraid of seeing our ancestors, afraid of everything we fear.
His calves felt weak, and he already regretted his behavior of scolding Zhu Houcong just now, and even felt like he wanted to kowtow and admit his mistake.
But as an emperor, he also understood that even if he kowtowed and admitted his mistake, he would still be punished by death.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Xiao Quanzi's desperate wailing could be heard in his ears, and at this moment, the sound that was originally like a roar had gradually weakened. It seemed that everyone wanted to watch the scene of the emperor's death.
After all, there have been very few, if not none, people who can see the emperor beheaded in public.
Even if this is the king of Yi and Di!
The executioner also seemed a little reserved and unfamiliar.
He was used to using beheading knives, but now he had to use a guillotine to complete the execution with a single pull. This had a huge impact on his career.
The executioner took a deep breath, then pulled the trigger hard, and the blade at the top fell quickly.
"Zhu Houcong, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!!!"
In an instant, the head was separated, and large streams of blood spurted out from the corpse. The splash of blood dyed the entire Meridian Gate red!
But Xiao Xuanzi's last roar before his death was full of long-lasting reluctance.
Immediately, the executioner stepped forward, lifted up the heads of Aisin Gioro Xuan Ye and Aisin Gioro Fuquan by their braids, and showed them to the people!
Soon, the people burst into loud cheers!
Zhu Houcong, who was standing on the Meridian Gate, also heard Xiao Xuanzi's words before he died and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Xiao Xuanzi, don't worry, you won't have a chance of being a ghost."
Under Gun's command, thunder flickered, as if there was extremely strong energy brewing, but it was quickly canceled by Zhu Houcong, who shook his head: "A world with such thin spiritual energy, ghost? Haha."
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Houcong nodded, and Mao Bowen immediately understood, and then solemnly said: "Yue Le, Jia Hanfu, execution!"
At this moment, the two old men Yue Le and Jia Hanfu were frightened.
Yue Le couldn't control his lower body, and his urine flowed horizontally, making the entire prison van ooze a filthy smell.
Jia Hanfu, on the other hand, was trembling and looked like he was dementia.
Seeing the two of them looking like this, Mao Bowen immediately comforted him and said, "Don't worry, you won't use the guillotine."
Hearing what Mao Bowen said, Yue Le was excited and asked instantly: "Then...what should I use?"
Jia Hanfu also cast his gaze.
Seeing that the two of them were so curious, Mao Bowen laughed loudly and then said:
"You were punished with five punishments, and he was cut in half. It was much more painful than the two people just now! They were both done with a click, but you had to be tortured with at least two or three sticks of incense, or even half an hour before you died!"
There is one more chapter left.
(End of chapter)
