In the misty sky, squeezing dark clouds were arranged one after another, and the cold autumn wind bit the earth. Zhuang Xun was holding the wine jar, wrapping his clothes in his other hand, and looking at the avenue.
The broad avenue was lined with ordinary people. Their eyes were full of anger, making the cold environment seem full of heat. As the prison van was escorted, the pedestrians on both sides gave them the most vivid attitude.
Rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves... were thrown forcefully at the relatives of these treasonous criminals, expressing their simple emotions.
General Siqin Shengjing and his son Siqin Yingming defected before the battle. Three hundred thousand dynasty elites surrendered without a fight. The enemy marched straight into Lingguan and plundered the land of Xihe. The people were displaced and many victims and refugees were mixed among the people. , this kind of hatred made them want to tear this gang of traitors to pieces with their own hands. Just throwing vegetables and eggs was enough for the guards on both sides to maintain it.
The Yu Dynasty was rotten. Corruption was rife from top to bottom. It was rotten. But no matter how rotten the order was, it was better than no order. These refugees who had lost their families and were displaced knew this very well. Now their hatred came to the cause of all this. In front of the general's family.
"Kill her, kill her..." The woman who received the most attention was also the source of everyone's hatred, Siqin Shengjing's eldest daughter Siqin Mi. The general's family had absconded, leaving Siqin alone to marry a foreigner Mi, now the emperor has ordered that all the generals and their families who participated in the defection be killed. Si Qin Mi, who married outside and did not escape, became the victim of all trials.
As for Zhuang Xun, her target today is her.
The prison car was decompressed and arrived at the execution ground. A crowd of people knelt down to cover these families who had been enviable not long ago. There were old men in their seventies or eighties, and only a few frail young children who still needed to be breastfed.
They also looked at Si Qin Mi with hatred, as if they saw the traitor she represented behind her, grinding her teeth and sucking blood, wishing to eat her flesh alive.
How could they have fallen to this point without Siqin Shengjing's leadership.
"Farewell to my loved ones!" the prison officer ordered, but no one took action at the execution ground.
Zhuang Xun looked around and saw that no one was moving. Everyone's eyes were full of accumulated anger, and they needed to wait for the verdict to be completed to be vented.
"Farewell to relatives." The supervisor issued the order again.
With no choice but to do so, Zhuang Xun walked out, holding a wine bottle in front of thousands of eyes.
Braving the anger of the people, he ran quickly and came to a woman with stains all over her body and a haggard face. Her face was covered with wounds caused by stones. Blood, green cabbage leaves, and rotten egg liquid formed a terrifying composition. No trace of the dignity and sanctity of the past.
"Who are you?" The woman raised her head in confusion.
"I'm grateful for Madam's recommendation, so I came here to see Madam off." Zhuang Xun knelt down and opened the wine bottle.
"Perhaps Mrs. Siqin can't remember that a year ago you asked someone to help me find a job, so that I could get rid of my refugee status and survive." Zhuang Xun carefully poured out the sake.
"I have helped so many refugees that I really don't remember it, but you still remember it. It's not easy to repay you, but in fact you shouldn't have come." Si Qinmi knew what kind of situation he was in. Now that people hate dogs, he just Even the maid who had been with her for many years wanted to step on her and sever ties with her. The young man in front of her risked a lot of shame to see her off. She didn't dare to think about what would happen to him in the future.
"It's just out of my heart, Mrs. Siqin. Drink the wine and the execution will be less painful later." Zhuang Xun shook his head and picked up the poured wine. Didn't he know that what he was doing now was to go to the haystack with the fire folding box? , but when he thought of it, he did it naturally. He is neither a gentleman nor a villain.
"It's all out of one's heart. I have helped so many people, but you are the only one who does it out of one's heart." Si Qin Mi smiled miserably, but it looked miserable.
"Everyone is just afraid. We should protect ourselves wisely." Zhuang Xun handed the bowl to Siqin Mi's mouth, and Siqin Mi slowly raised his head and drank the wine.
"My father is also wise enough to protect himself. How can a country survive if only those who are wise enough to protect themselves? Good wine but bitter wine." Si Qin Mi sighed softly, with a hint of brilliance in his eyes.
"These are all matters that your Excellency has to worry about, and it is not my little accountant's turn." Simply stating the facts, Zhuang Xun did not feel that the major events of this country had anything to do with him.
"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country... I am the daughter of a sinful minister, which makes me laugh." After another drink, Si Qinmi felt a little energetic.
"No, Mrs. Siqin's magnanimity is indeed extraordinary. It's no wonder that the general didn't dare to inform Mrs. Siqin to escape together." Even though he was about to die, Zhuang Xun did not doubt that her words at this moment were true.
"My family is unlucky, and I can't wash away my death. I was supported by the country, took the blessings of the people, but turned against me in the middle of the battle. I am ashamed of the country and the country. I only wish to die to relieve the people's anger." Si Qinmi lamented.
"To your integrity." Zhuang Xun picked up the wine glass and looked at her with admiration, then put the glass to her mouth.
"Good wine, good wine. I can still taste such good wine before I die. It's not a waste of time for someone to see me off. In the next life, I will repay you for your kindness." Si Qinmi raised his head and said solemnly after drinking.
"I don't understand wine, and I don't know how to drink. I just bought it casually. I can't afford such praise." Zhuang Xun waved his hand.
"Drinking requires the mood when drinking. If the wine is really not good at ordinary times, at this moment, bitter wine is the best, refreshing the heart and lungs." Si Qinmi said with admiration.
Zhuang Xun heard her increasingly open tone and was about to pour her another drink.
"No need to pour, three cups is enough." Si Qinmi shook his head slightly.
"If you are really drunk, it will be difficult for the King of Hell to reply."
Seeing death as if she were home, Zhuang Xun felt her courage. He nodded and lifted the wine jar, spilling all the wine on the ground in front of her.
"Practice it for Mrs. Siqin, and ask the ghosts and gods to bless you to reach the Six Paths smoothly." Zhuang Xun said solemnly, and was inspired by Siqin Mi.
"I am afraid that a daughter of a sinner like me will end up in the beast's realm. In my next life, I am willing to serve as my servant to repay the favor of this farewell. I dare to ask my name." Si Qinmi thanked me again.
"Then how can I repay Mrs. Siqin for your kindness in helping me introduce porridge to me? You and I have clear accounts, so why do we need to know my name? Besides, my wife is kind. She will be reincarnated as a human being in her next life and will be born into a good family." Zhuang Xun consoled him. , he actually didn’t believe in gods, but in order to comfort people, he just said it as if he was doing as the Romans do.
"I hope so."
"The farewell is over, the relatives are leaving." The voice of the supervisor came, which meant that a bloody killing was about to begin.
"Go back and leave Yindu. The country of You is full of tigers and wolves. They cannot be satisfied with the land of Xihe." Seeing Zhuang Xun turn around and leave, Si Qinmi reminded her. She closed her eyes and held her neck to the slaughter.
"I'm really ready to leave." Zhuang Xun strode out of the execution ground without looking back.
Only the execution officer's sound made Zhuang Xun's heart twitch slightly, and he left the execution place even faster. Modern people cannot bear to watch such a bloody scene.
