This day is the day of Wang Jian's execution. If you want to read the complete version for free, please search it on Baidu. According to the rules, the deceased can commit suicide in a private home without having to appear in public.
However, the people in Xianyang City were furious after all, so based on the suggestion of banishing the immortal, it was decided to publicly execute Wang Jian.
Just as it was getting slightly brighter, the door to the death row opened. Wang Jian and Xiang Liang were taken out.
These two people didn't hear anything about the wind outside. But they also guessed it. This trip is probably going to be fatal.
Everyone has the instinct to seek advantages, avoid disadvantages, and seek survival. Both heroes and demons want to live. Wang Jian and Xiang Liang are no exception.
They were a little panicked, but they still tried hard to maintain their dignity, trying to look indifferent to life and death and fearless.
Soon, they were loaded into prison cars and driven to the execution ground.
During this process, Wang Jian looked behind him and found that there were several death row prisoners following him. Most of them were servants in the Wang family's house. These servants had been Wang Jian's confidants for many years. They all participated in the rebellion and were therefore sentenced to death.
The servants were very frightened, some could no longer stand up, and some were crying.
Wang Jian straightened up, as if with these servants as a foil, he looked even more like a hero.
In the process, he stole a glance at the people watching nearby. Looking at it this way, he was stunned.
Wang Jian found that the people in Xianyang City looked at him strangely. It's not like awe, it's not like hatred, it's a bit like...contempt? ridicule?
It's as if he is a clown in their minds.
Wang Jian was stunned: Why is this? I have fought on the battlefield and killed countless enemies all my life. Even if I lose my life and collude with the rebels, I will not be ridiculed by these lowly Guizhou leaders, right?
Seeing that the execution ground was approaching, Wang Jian felt that this might be the last moment of his life. For some reason, he wanted to leave something behind in the world, even just a word.
So Wang Jian got lucky and shouted very boldly: "I have spent my whole life fighting and killing enemies. I have long ignored life and death. I went to the execution ground today, and there are many friends and onlookers. How is it different from having a banquet? It's a pleasure."
After he finished speaking, he felt very happy and was about to look up to the sky and laugh. Then a stone flew over and hit the door right in front of him. And it was accompanied by a cry: "I am your ancestor."
This sound seemed to be the beginning, and soon, dirt, tiles, and dirty water poured towards Wang Jian.
The onlookers scolded everything, but among the scoldings of these people, the most popular ones were those cursed by Wang Jian and Xiang Liang in prison.
After the people of Xianyang heard about what Wang Jian had done in prison, they despised him very much. It was completely understandable that they took advantage of the opportunity when he went to the execution ground to hit him twice to vent their anger.
However, there are also some outsiders who have just arrived in Xianyang and do not understand the situation. But they also played happily.
A child gently tugged on the clothes of the adult next to him: "Why did we hit that person?"
The adult threw the stone and said excitedly: "I don't know either. But that man is a death row prisoner, so it doesn't matter if you beat him. The opportunity is rare."
As he spoke, the adult gave the child a stone.
The child was also a little excited and threw it towards Wang Jian with all his strength.
Xiang Liang was near Wang Jian, so he was naturally implicated. He closed his eyes, and while enduring the abuse from the people, he sighed secretly in his heart: Look, look. How far did the harsh Qin laws push the people? They are like floods in a dam that cannot be vented. Now that they finally have a place to vent, they are so crazy.
It's a pity, it's a pity that I, Xiang Liang, cannot overthrow the Qin Dynasty and restore a peaceful world to the people.
While Xiang Liang was thinking this, he was pulled off the prison car. He looked around and found that the execution place had arrived.
This place is said to be an execution ground, but in fact it is just a wasteland outside the city. The grass is luxuriant and the trees are sparse, creating a desolate scene.
Xiang Liang and others looked around and sighed, feeling that this place was suitable for the occasion.
The supervisor read out the emperor's decree. Xiang Liang was so dizzy that he didn't hear clearly. He only knew that he was executed by beheading and Wang Jian was executed by hanging.
Then, Xiang Liang was kicked in the crook of his knee and fell to his knees with a thud.
The man holding the knife stood behind him, and the two formed an optimal height difference. As long as the executioner waved slightly, Xiang Liang's head would fall to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a cry from the side.
Xiang Liang turned around and found that one of Wang Jian's servants had lost his head.
The execution has already begun.
There was no waiting time, no grand ceremony. It's like the head of Guizhou is cutting grass in the field, and with a casual swing of the sickle, life is harvested.
Is a human life lost like this? Xiang Liang suddenly sighed with emotion, and when he looked into the distance, his eyes were particularly deep.
When death is imminent, one can easily become a philosopher.
Xiang Liang now fell into this state and began to use his limited time to think about the nature of life. Unfortunately, the clerk didn't give him much time.
Soon, Xiang Liang's hair was pulled up, exposing his neck.
Xiang Liang's brain was running rapidly, and there were still some things he hadn't thought clearly. Poverty, wealth, honor and disgrace... everything in this life flashed through Xiang Liang's mind.
His heart was pounding, and he felt that it would be better if he gave himself another quarter of an hour, no, dozens of breaths.
Xiang Liang wanted the executioner to stop and let himself take another breath. But his dignity did not allow him to say that.
At this time, the executioner shook the knife in his hand and said loudly: "This knife is not made of copper, but a steel knife from Shang Jun's Courtyard. It is made into steel and is extremely sharp. It is also extremely flexible and will not break easily."
Xiang Liang's head buzzed: "Am I still going to die at the hands of Huaiguzi?"
Then, I felt a stinging pain, as if I was being bitten by many mosquitoes around my neck.
Xiang Liang felt that the world was spinning, and the sky and the earth were constantly changing their positions.
He suddenly realized that his head had fallen down.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a little difficult to breathe. He wanted to breathe hard, but he seemed to have leaked air and couldn't breathe in at all.
Xiang Liang's vision was blurry, and he couldn't see anything at last. He could only faintly hear many onlookers around him cheering: "It's really a sharp knife."
Xiang Liang was a little angry: I am dead today, but you are praising the sharp knife?
But as soon as this thought passed away, Xiang Liang's world became dark and nothing existed.
Wang Jian next to him looked at Xiang Liang's body and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Now, he was the only one left on the execution ground. Two executioners came over, took a hemp rope and tied it around Wang Jian's neck.
Wang Jian yelled angrily: "Hang yourself, you can't hang him with hemp rope, you should use good silk and satin, snow-white silk, you should..."
Before he finished speaking, people around him started shouting and cursing: "You are a traitor, and His Majesty showed mercy to you and allowed you to be hanged, but you have so many demands? You are indeed an ungrateful and heartless person."
Wang Jian suddenly thought of his family again. He died. How about the Wang family? What crime were they convicted of?
Unfortunately, before Wang could ask, the two executioners next to him used their strength together.
Wang Jian felt that his neck was about to be strangled, and he could neither take a breath nor take a breath. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is.
Wang Jian suddenly felt a little envious of Xiang Liang who was beheaded. Although his death was a bit ugly, at least it was not that painful.
As his consciousness became increasingly blurred, Wang Jian heard a child scream: "Look, he peed."
Someone said: "Haha, it seems that the veterans on the battlefield are just like this. They were actually scared like this."
Another person said: "Everyone who is strangled will be like this. Have you not seen the woman who hanged herself?"
The man next to him said: "Fart, he is obviously scared."
In the last moments of Wang Jian's life, all he heard was others discussing his incontinence.
Wang Jian felt that his life was simply in vain.
Oh, it's so embarrassing.
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The rebels had been killed, and the executioners were responsible for loading the bodies on a broken vehicle and transporting them to the mass grave for burial.
The onlookers began to leave in twos and threes. Among the crowd, there was a person who was gnashing his teeth and his eyes were red.
He is Xiang Yu.
A descendant of the Xiang family next to him whispered: "General Yu, let's go back. If you stay out for too long, it will inevitably arouse suspicion."
Xiang Yu took a deep breath: "Let's go."
Afterwards, he left the execution ground with several of the Xiang family members.
These days, Xiang Yu is not indifferent. He once investigated secretly, but the Qin soldiers were tightly defended and there was no chance to save people.
Xiang Chao also used Jing Fu to move around, trying to see if there was any possibility of saving Xiang Liang from death. But he also knew that Xiang Liang was a rebel and there was no way this matter would turn around.
Xiang Liang died today, and Xiang Yu turned his sadness into anger and poured it all on Li Shui.
He had made up his mind to kill Li Shui.
In the past few days, Xiang Yu and the children of the Xiang family have no more diarrhea, and their physical strength has gradually recovered. Xiang Yu had already thought about it. It would be better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and it would be better to take action tonight.
As for how to escape after killing someone, Xiang Yu was too lazy to think about whether it would be too hasty. Let’s take it one step at a time, we can’t delay it any longer.
If something unexpected happens again, there will really be no way to take revenge.
Xiang Yu didn't tell anyone what he was going to do. He planned to wait until midnight, wake people up temporarily, and then let them kill people. This way, there is no danger of leaks.
After killing the person, flying far away, and returning to Chu land, I can then deal with Xiang Xian.
If Xiang Xian slipped away halfway, that would be fine. If he still dares to follow, he will be killed with one blow.
Xiang Yu was secretly calculating in his heart, when someone suddenly said with a smile: "Congratulations to everyone."
Xiang Yu looked up and found that he had returned to Shangjun Courtyard. The calf was standing at the door, looking at them with a smile.
Xiang Yu asked with some guilt: "Where does joy come from?"
Niu Dao said: "Now the Exalted Immortal has issued an order to select a group of people from among the craftsmen as guards. You, the employees, can also participate. Once you are selected, you will reach the sky in one step. Isn't this a good thing?"
Xiang Yu was immediately overjoyed and thought: If he becomes Huaiguzi's bodyguard, wouldn't it be easy to kill him when the time comes?
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu suddenly realized that he was not too busy to take action tonight.
The descendants of the Xiang family behind Xiang Yu were also a little happy. After all, if you become a guard, you are officially a craftsman. Everyone knows the benefits of this.
However, they were only happy for a few seconds when they suddenly remembered that they were assassins and had always wanted to kill Huaiguzi and leave here.
So, deep down in their hearts, these Xiang family disciples were slightly disappointed.
Xiang Yu asked Niu Calf: "May I ask how to select these guards?"
Niu Calf smiled and said: "Guards are different from farmers. First of all, they must be brave and not be afraid even if a knife is placed on their neck. In addition, they must have some martial arts skills to be able to repel thieves, and it is best to be able to use swords skillfully. "
"In addition, guards must pay attention to cooperation. When thieves come, they cannot swarm together and must cooperate with each other. Therefore, all craftsmen and employers can freely form teams of four. Everyone will suffer, and everyone will be prosperous."
Xiang Yu was overjoyed when he heard this.
Niu Calf said: "The selection will begin in three days. Take advantage of these few days to prepare well."
Xiang Yu thanked the calf and took the Xiang family's children into Shang Jun's courtyard.
Along the way, Xiang Yu sighed: This is really God's will. There happened to be four of us, but Shangjun Courtyard had to form a team of four. Could it be that our uncle's spirit in heaven is protecting us?
Xiang Yu looked up at the sky and was filled with emotion.
But when he turned around, he saw Xiang Xian following him again, and felt disgusted in his heart: With this person around, he was afraid something bad would happen again.
So Xiang Yu said angrily: "Brother Xiang Xian, we are going to form a team to participate in the selection and serve as guards. What do you think?"
Xiang Xian was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course it's good."
Xiang Yu asked again: "Then do you want to participate?"
Xiang Xian was a little bitter: "Of course I want to participate."
Xiang Yu chuckled: "A few days ago, Huaiguzi asked you to be a guard. Didn't you refuse? Why did you change your mind today?"
Xiang Xian was full of grievances and said with a forced smile: "I want to advance and retreat with General Yu, so I refused a few days ago, so today I want to be a guard again."
Xiang Yu said calmly: "I hope you won't harm us this time."
Xiang Xian blushed and argued: "I have never harmed the Xiang family. If General Yu doesn't believe it, I am willing to swear it."
The other descendants of the Xiang family all said, "That's all, how many oaths have you made in the past few days? It's no longer new to us."
"Perhaps you are the kind of villain who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors. You may swear by the creatures of your ancestors without feeling any guilt in your heart."
Xiang Xian still wanted to argue, but the Xiang family's descendants had already left one after another.
Xiang Xian stood in Shangjun's courtyard and suddenly wanted to commit suicide.
At this moment, an evil thought came to me: What would happen if I really voted for immortality?
Xiang Xian was startled by his own thoughts and quickly suppressed them. He didn't dare to think nonsense anymore and quickly caught up with the Xiang family's children in front.
I was a magician in the Qin Dynasty
