Su Xiaolou escorted more than 20 devils from the Demon Cult back to Anqing Mansion. Along the way, Su Xiaolou's seven bastards stood tall and straight, and the people on both sides of the road treated them with rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. These demons teach monsters.
If nothing unexpected happened, they would be beheaded on the streets on the second day to serve as a warning to others. They were all minor characters and had limited information. Even the torturers could not find out any useful information.
This should also be the purpose of Nanjing Jinyiwei's operation, to give an outlet for the resentment in the hearts of the people. The Demon Cult tree has deep roots. If the imperial court was serious about suppressing the bandits, it would not send a mere two thousand people to suppress the bandits.
Su Xiaolou handed the person over to Anqing Mansion and temporarily detained him in the prison of Anqing Mansion.
When they arrived at the main camp of Jinyiwei, other teams looked at Su Xiaolou with jealous eyes. Many people returned empty-handed, but Su Xiaolou, who was usually idle, was able to capture more than twenty people in just a few days.
Su Xiaolou and Zhou Baihu walked into the barracks of Ambassador Lei Zhen under the gaze of everyone. Commander Lei Zhen was very pleased. He stood up and stopped Su Xiaolou who was about to salute, and laughed heartily: "Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog son. I heard that you performed very well in this bandit suppression. You did not disappoint me!"
"Thanks also to Zhou Baihu for his help!"
"I'm not blind. I can see clearly. Zhou Ping is really capable, but he lacks your cleverness. You are clever, but your skills are a bit lacking. You need someone like Zhou Ping." people."
"Thank you, Lord Zhenfu, for your support."
"My nephew from the world has gone abroad. When he returns to Nanjing, he will be rewarded for his merits. You should go back and have a good rest first."
"I resign from my humble position."
Su Xiaolou, who had not yet woken up the next day, was awakened by a scream. Su Xiaolou walked out of the barracks and shouted angrily: "Who wants to imitate the crow of a rooster so early in the morning?"
Xiucai happened to be passing by and said: "Boss! It's Mr. Lu who is screaming. He is leading the team to Huixian this time, which is a prosperous county. Mr. Lu couldn't resist the temptation and stayed drunk in the brothel for two days and two. At night, I lost contact with whoring, and I didn’t catch anyone. I got beaten ten times when I came back, so I might be taking medicine at the moment.”
Su Xiaolou said disdainfully: "Howling like this for just ten minutes?"
"When you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner! I heard he is the son of a foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry."
Su Xiaolou nodded. Those individuals had always watched others prepare their food, and they were already used to it.
"Boss, let's go and see the beheading?" Su Xiaolou looked down and saw that Xiong Er had a willow branch in his mouth. He looked up at Su Xiaolou expectantly, followed by the fat man and the blind man.
"What's so interesting about beheading? Let's go to the restaurant and set up a table to celebrate the victory for the boss."
"What do you know? Beheading gives people the pleasure of killing everyone on the battlefield."
At noon, a team of men and horses escorted several Demon Cult monsters to the execution ground. The execution ground was already crowded with people. Lord Zhizhou personally sat on the spot to show that the court attached great importance to eradicating the Demon Cult. Two sturdy executioners were sharpening their knives beside them. .
Su Xiaolou specially chose a restaurant where he could see the execution ground. Xiong Er lay expectantly by the window, waiting to be beheaded. Even a coward like the scholar was eager to try it. People are really strange. The more they fear, the more things they fear. The more it arouses your curiosity.
"Boss, are you really not here to see me? Many people came to the execution ground today."
"I don't know, but the scar the size of a bowl is not as good-looking as the Zhao Prison in Beizhen Fusi."
Su Xiaolou was ordering the dishes when he heard Xiong Er whispering: Boss, shouldn't he be afraid? He curled his lips and smiled!
It was very lively outside, and people screamed from the execution ground. After a while, a few people came back with sighs, and saw that the dishes had been ordered on the table: spicy rabbit head, fish head with two peppers, pig blood stewed tofu...
Su Xiaolou handed a bowl of tofu puffs to Xiong Er, garnished with a spoonful of spicy oil: "Here, I ordered this specially for you! You are not allowed to leave until you finish eating!"
"Boss! Thank you!"
Xiong Er stared at the bowl of tofu noodle and stirred it with a spoon. The tofu noodle was as fragile as a human brain and broke into pieces when touched. The scarlet red oil on it flowed around, and it felt like it was about to flow out of the bowl. Like the blood on the execution platform, he swallowed, unable to eat, so he took a sip of wine to calm down his shock, and was ejected directly from the seat. The wine was all red in blood.
"Xiong Er, you must be scared, aren't you? Didn't you look very energetic just now?" Su Xiaolou smiled wickedly, picked up the jug and poured wine for everyone: "Come on! Everyone has a try, this wine is in this store The specialty is mulberry wine, the wine is scarlet in color and rich in color, and it even has a hanging cup.”
"vomit!"
"Boss, you are so bad!"
No one could pretend any longer, but Su Xiaolou ate particularly deliciously.
This mulberry wine was sweet and refreshing. It tasted delicious, but it didn't have the heart-burning pleasure of burning flames. Everyone felt that it was not enough. Later, a few people ordered a pot to burn the knives. After a few glasses, they all felt happy. Not to mention beheading, even if you stand alone in front of tens of thousands of people, facing the flash of swords and shadows on the battlefield, you can raise your arms and shout: Come!
When they left the restaurant, several people's steps were a little sloppy, and they still retained some sense despite the smell of alcohol.
"Master, come and play! The slave family has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Come on!" "Come on!"
Su Xiaolou looked at the charming, enthusiastic and unrestrained girls in front of the brothel, his eyes were blurred and his heart was filled with excitement. He asked with a smile: "How long have you been waiting?"
"I waited until this life!"
"Little beauty, you've been waiting for a long time!" The group of people were a little ready to move.
Su Xiaolou grabbed the blind man and Uncle Huang one by one by their back collars and slid them back. He sneered: "Beauty Den, Heroes' Tomb, you don't want your butts anymore."
Several people thought of Lu Zongqi, who had lost contact with prostitutes, and was beaten to a pulp. They suddenly sobered up a lot, and the alcohol smell dissipated a lot along the way.
When I returned to the camp, I happened to meet Mr. Li Qi, who was bathing his baby. Su Xiaolou joked: "Old man Li, you will almost have to wash this horse's bald skin. You have to give it back when you return to Nanjing!" Why bother!"
Mr. Li Qi gave Su Xiaolou an annoyed look: "As for the crooked melon and cracked dates given by the Wucheng Army and Horses Division, no one can run fast if I really meet the demon sect's demons. This is my own horse. horse."
Su Xiaolou asked: "I heard that you and several adults from hundreds of households interrogated those demon cult monsters last night. Did you find anything in the trial?"
Mr. Li Qi glanced at Su Xiaolou. This kid smelled of alcohol. He looked like he had just come back from a night of drunkenness outside. He was focused on nothing. "He's not a hard-nosed guy. He's all gone after just a few hits." , the Demonic Cult is composed of seven sects in the Western Region, and each of the seven sects has sent envoys and followers. These more than twenty people have been baptized, and they only sacrificed their lives for the Demonic Cult when they knew that they would die if caught."
"What is baptism?"
"The initiation ceremony of the Demon Sect is to kill a person with your own hands, drop his blood into a tea bowl, drink it, and you are considered to be a member of the cult."
"This demon sect is really perverted!"
General Li Qi couldn't help but sigh: "If a person is about to starve to death, it doesn't matter whether the food in front of him is blood or raw meat. It is said that it was a natural disaster in the Western Region, and many cattle and horses died. The Western Region is already lacking in resources and has a harsh environment. This has made it worse. They were forced to a dead end. Without enough food, they would not be able to survive the winter. Then they would exchange their children for food. Many people would even starve to death or freeze to death in that winter. The Demon Cult sent a letter to the court, but the court just sat back and ignored them. They heard that Jiangnan was rich, so they came to rob innocent people to defraud them of their wealth."
Su Xiaolou was somewhat conflicted in his heart. In the face of life and death, anyone would take risks if forced to do so.
"Ouch! Old Li Tou, why did you hit me?"
"You are the one who is being beaten. His demon sect was forced to go to Liangshan. I, the people of Jiangnan, have done nothing wrong. On the battlefield, if you are soft-hearted, you will lose your life to the enemy's sword. Shouldn't you fight?"
"Then you can't hit me with a horse brush! If you shake my horse hair, my hair will look like a bad horse." Su Xiaolou saw Lao Li's brush coming at him again and ran away.
"You brat! Don't run!"
