Everyone looked at this stick with fear, because His Majesty said that Shi Wu would be killed with the 800th stick.
If this stick does not kill, then it is disobeying the king's order.
Your Majesty is in a good mood, so it's easy to talk about it. There will be no further investigation, and the matter will be over.
If His Majesty is in a bad mood, the executioner will be doomed.
Therefore, everyone is nervous.
At this time, Shi Wu, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes and said weakly: "It's amazing."
Then he died.
The executioner took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his head: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order."
The torturers around him all clapped their hands excitedly and said, "It's awesome, it's awesome, my lord is really awesome."
The executioner smiled and said: "Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, haha."
The little eunuch ran over happily.
Although he was not close just now, he had been secretly glancing at this place, taking a look from time to time.
He clearly saw that Shi Wu was beaten to death at the 800th stroke of the stick.
What's even more rare is that the frequency of these eight hundred sticks is exactly the same as that of the Li Dao.
It is in line with Shi Wu’s last words: his skills are amazing.
The young eunuch cupped his hands at the executioner and said, "My lord is really awesome. I admire you so much."
The executioner looked humble, but he was actually a little proud in his heart.
The young eunuch said to the executioner: "I will go and report to Your Majesty."
The executioner responded quickly.
When the young eunuch returned to the political hall, he found that the courtiers were interrogating the villagers of Gumai Village.
The villagers of Gumai Village were trembling. At first, they did not dare to tell the truth, but gradually they understood what the situation was and began to correct the village chief and tell him all the crimes and punishments of the village chief. .
The village chief knelt on the ground. At first he was still defending, but later he stopped even defending because he couldn't defend himself anymore.
He could only lower his head and keep saying: "Forgive me, forgive me, spare my life, spare my life, this is what everyone does."
And so on.
The young eunuch stepped forward lightly and said: "Your Majesty, Shi Wu has been beaten to death. He happened to die at the 800th stroke. And the strength of the executioner has always been the same, which can be called a god. It’s just his skill.”
Ying Zheng said curiously: "It happens to be the 800th stick? Is it so magical?"
When Ying Zheng ordered the 800th stick, he just hated people like Shi Wu who made small moves, and didn't think about what it would really be like.
Even if Shi Wu was killed in the 200th or 300th battle, Ying Zheng would not do anything to the executioner.
But now, he was actually beaten to death on the 800th day, and he was beaten to death at a constant speed, which was shocking.
Ying Zheng looked at the village chief and said, "Do you believe such a thing exists in the world?"
The village chief was submissive and said: "The imperial palace is different from the ordinary world. There should be many magical things here. A villain is as humble as earth, how dare he make any assumptions?"
Ying Zheng chuckled: "It seems that you are convinced."
The village chief responded: "Yes, I have no doubts about it."
Ying Zheng said: "But I don't believe it. What do you think should be done?"
Village chief: "Huh?"
Ying Zheng said: "How about I try it on you? This time I want to see it myself."
village head:"……"
He suddenly realized that he was about to encounter a severe punishment.
He knelt on the ground and kept saying: "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life."
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said, "Pull it down."
Two guards came over and dragged the village chief down.
Ying Zheng waved his hand and took the cultural relics ministers to the outside of the political hall and to the execution ground of the executioner.
The executioner is still in a state of excitement, and many people are surrounding him with compliments.
While he was being happy, the young eunuch and two guards strode over, carrying the village chief.
The young eunuch said: "My lord, this man will be punished."
The executioner said with a smile, "Many people are being tortured today. Does Your Majesty have any requirements for this person?"
The young eunuch said: "Same as Shi Wu just now, eight hundred sticks."
The executioner's eyes narrowed: "It's also eight hundred sticks?"
The little eunuch nodded.
The executioner said with emotion: "This is not easy."
The young eunuch said: "Yes, your Majesty will watch it in person this time. His Majesty did not see your amazing skills just now. He wants to see it this time."
The executioner immediately became a little nervous.
The young eunuch comforted the executioner and said, "Don't be nervous, just perform as usual."
The executioner nodded: "I know, I understand."
At this time, Ying Zheng arrived with cultural relics and ministers.
A young eunuch brought the throne to Ying Zheng, and courtiers in wheelchairs followed behind.
If you don't have a wheelchair, you can only stand.
Faintly, the wheelchair has really become a status symbol.
Everyone was silent and looked at the executioner attentively.
The executioner took a deep breath and raised his wooden staff.
He did not fall down immediately, but looked at the village chief carefully.
The newcomer whispered: "My lord, don't be afraid. Your Majesty is watching. If you are afraid, we will lose face."
The executioner glanced at the newcomer and sneered: "I'm so scared. Let me tell you, this is called waiting, hearing, and asking."
The newcomer said: "Isn't this what a doctor would say?"
The executioner said: "Good speaking skills can be applied to different industries."
Then, he shouted and hit the village chief.
The newcomer screamed and said nervously: "Sir, you hit me hard, much harder than before."
The executioner said: "So, this is why I wanted to ask questions just now. Can the village chief and Shi Wu be the same?"
"Shi Wu is older and has been pampered all his life. His ability to withstand blows is relatively poor, so he needs to be hit gently, and the little he adds makes a big difference."
"But the village chief is different. When he was young, he obviously suffered hardships. Even if he is rich now, the habits he developed when he was a child have not been changed."
"Look at his skin, it's still so dark, look at his hands, they still have calluses. For someone like the village chief, you have to use force."
"If you don't have enough strength, you can't beat him to death. People from such a poor background have very strong vitality. Even if you give him eight hundred sticks and feed him for a few months, he will be alive and kicking again soon."
The newcomer suddenly understood and said, "I didn't expect that there are so many ways to beat people."
The young eunuch wrote down these words and told Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "His skills are amazing and he truly deserves his reputation."
At this time, another voice said: "Adapt measures to local conditions and analyze specific problems in detail. This person is the successor of the Immortal School, and he is deeply worthy of the true inheritance of banished immortals."
After hearing this, all the courtiers were stunned and felt that this was very reasonable.
Then everyone discovered that the voice just now was actually Li Shui himself.
Praise yourself?
Damn, it’s so shameless.
Many courtiers showed contempt.
At this time, the executioner was still hitting the village chief at a constant speed.
At first, the village chief was chatting and laughing and seemed to feel no pain, but soon, he frowned and sweat fell from his forehead.
The executioner did not speak, but he was observing carefully and observing the village chief's condition.
Li Xin said with some surprise: "His board fell with the same force. Did he calculate it from the beginning? How is this possible?"
Li Shui smiled slightly and said: "Of course it was not planned from the beginning. Did you find that when he hits someone, one thing is changing, and that is his speed."
"Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it's slow. He will adjust the rhythm according to the village chief's situation and give the village chief a chance to breathe."
Li Xin suddenly realized: "I see, I didn't expect that there are so many ways to beat people."
Li Shui nodded and said: "So, good torture officers are all fed from the buttocks. If Ji Ming hadn't been beaten every day before, how could we have seen such a skilled torture officer?"
Li Xin nodded in agreement.
In an instant, the strokes were finished, and at the eight hundredth stroke, the village chief expired.
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, okay, it's really amazing."
The executioner saluted excitedly to Ying Zheng.
What could be more inspiring than His Majesty's praise?
Ying Zheng stood up and planned to go back.
At this time, Li Xin said: "The chief culprit has been eliminated, but there are still people who are following the village chief to help him do evil. What should we do?"
Ying Zheng said calmly: "Those people won't be tired of going through so much trouble."
As a result, everyone from the village chief down to the village chief's descendants, as well as the bandits, were arrested.
As for innocent people such as Yangwei and Lao Niu, they were released on the spot.
The remaining villagers with stains will have to undergo lengthy interrogations.
If the evil done is greater than the pain suffered, one will still be arrested.
After Ying Zheng returned to the Council Hall, he expressed his attitude and asked the ministers to discuss how to liquidate the clan and implement the New Deal.
This time Ying Zheng did not discuss with the court officials whether the clan should be liquidated, but directly asked them to come up with a plan on how to liquidate the clan.
The courtiers no longer had any objections, because no one wanted to be the second Shi Wu.
In fact, Li Shui had already prepared the general framework for liquidating the clan based on later generations, and what the courtiers had to do was add some details to the details.
On this day, the officials lost their fighting spirit and did not want to fight Li Shui.
Of course, maybe some great opportunity will arise in the future, and some courtiers will jump out.
But now, they are completely afraid.
These courtiers suddenly had a vague feeling, wondering if Li Shui had mastered some secret skills and how could he manipulate the people's hearts so casually.
…………
After Yangwei came out of the palace, he was a little at a loss.
Where should she go now? What should be done?
Should I go home? But after returning home, will it be sold again?
Yangwei shuddered at the thought of the feeling of being sold again.
She took a deep breath and decided that if she wanted to survive in Xianyang City, she would never go home again.
Wasn't it just to come to Xianyang City after going through all the hard work? Now we are in Xianyang City, isn't that just right?
Sheep Tail looked at the sun in the south.
She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth and said: "I, Sheep Tail, I swear, I will survive here. Snakes, insects, rats, and ants can survive here, and I will definitely survive."
Just as Yangwei finished his oath, suddenly a man with a sinister look on his face came over furtively.
The man said cautiously: "Are you Yangwei?"
Yangwei was stunned and said, "I am, do you know me?"
The man said: "I have always seen you in the newspapers these days. I have good eyesight. Although I have only seen your photo once, I recognized you at a glance. I heard that you won the lawsuit. You are now What do you plan to do?"
Yangwei thought for a moment and said, "I want to stay in Xianyang City now, and I want to make money."
The man said, "That's a good idea. Do you want to do some interviews? Just say something and you can get money."
Yangwei looked at this man in surprise: "Is there such a good thing?"
The man said: "Yes, of course, I am a famous puppy in Xianyang City."
Later, Yangwei was invited to the headquarters of the General tabloid.
When reporters from the Jiangjun tabloid heard that Yangwei was here, they were all extremely enthusiastic, serving tea and water, and even treating Yangwei to snacks.
Yangwei looked at the various snacks he had never seen before, feeling very uneasy.
She ate a small piece and thought it was delicious, but she didn't dare to eat more.
Someone from the General tabloid said: "Then our interview will begin?"
Sheeptail nodded.
In fact, Yang Wei didn't know what the interview meant, but after actually getting into the interview, Yang Wei discovered that the so-called interview was just chatting.
She had a few words with the people at General Tabloid, and then it was over.
Sheeptail got a lot of money.
The person from the General tabloid finally said: "Then what do you wish for now?"
Yangwei said: "I want to join a factory. I want to work as a female worker in the textile factory run by Shangjun Courtyard."
The reporter of the General tabloid immediately got wet in his eyes: What a great and honest worker.
As a result, this sentence became the headline on the front page of Ontology newspaper.
Of course, Yangwei didn't know this.
She took the money and found a place to stay with a bewildered look on her face.
According to Yangwei's experience, it is not that easy to enter the factory opened by Shangjun Courtyard.
At least that's what my aunt back home said. It is said that if you want to enter, you must be one in a million. Sheep Tail thinks he is not.
So she thought that she should follow what the people in her hometown said and find an acquaintance to take her in.
But where should this acquaintance be found?
I don’t know about Sheep Tail yet. Maybe... observe the situation first and go to the gate of Shangjun Courtyard to test it out tomorrow?
Anyway, I got a lot of money, so I don’t have to worry about my life in the next month. There was food, drink, and a place to stay.
Yangwei was very excited and nervous. That night, in Xianyang City, at the feet of the emperor, she fell asleep with a smile on her face. . .
