Unlike what has been shown in many previous film and television works, "Six Doors" is not actually a very powerful organization.
To put it bluntly, it is the Capital Police Department, which is incomparable to national security departments such as the Xuanjing Division.
But since he is the chief arrester, Wei Changtian must still give him some face.
"Master Ji, what are you doing?"
Bending down to help Ji Hongan up from the ground, he asked directly with a smile: "Are you going to plead for the head catcher just now?"
"yes."
Ji Hong'an didn't show any politeness, he bowed and said: "That man is my brother, he bumped into the young master without realizing it. I am here to apologize to you for him, and I hope that Mr. Wei will spare his life!"
He's quite talkative.
Wei Changtian nodded secretly. Anyway, he didn't really want to kill the head catcher, and now he just happened to be able to sell six doors for one favor.
"Since Mr. Ji has said so, let's just forget about it."
"Thank you, Master, for your forgiveness..."
Ji Hongan showed a slightly surprised expression, but he quickly calmed down: "If the young master has any use for me in the future, I will never refuse."
"OK."
Wei Changtian laughed twice, and now it was revealed.
After watching Ji Hongan drag the pantsless head catcher away, he looked at Xu Qingwan and smiled and said, "How was it? I came in time, right?"
"..."
Xu Qingwan's face turned slightly red. She did not answer directly, but asked softly: "Are you here to see me?"
"No, I originally came to see the beheading."
Wei Changtian deliberately teased her: "I just happened to see you here."
"oh……"
Xu Qingwan was a little embarrassed for a moment, and Wei Changtian couldn't help but want to laugh.
This woman has become more and more cute recently, unlike Lu Jingyao, who is so jealous all day long.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I'm really here to find you."
Wei Changtian passed the bird's cry in his hand forward: "When I killed the ape demon, I broke your knife again. I'll give you a good knife this time."
"Compensate for me?"
Xu Qingwan was stunned for a moment, and instantly recalled the words she said when giving Wei Changtian medicine, "You can't die, you have to accompany me to the knife", and her little face suddenly turned redder.
"Then, weren't you fainted at that time? Did Zhou Cheng tell you..."
"What are you talking about? What did Zhou Cheng tell me?" Wei Changtian was confused.
"ah?"
Xu Qingwan immediately realized that she seemed to have made an own mistake. She bit her lip and shook her head wildly: "No, it's nothing!"
"Weird."
Wei Changtian looked puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he put the bird's cry into her arms: "Put the knife away... This is a good knife. If it is lost, it won't be solved with two taels of silver."
"..."
Being teased by Wei Changtian again, Xu Qingwan felt as if all the embarrassing moments in her life had been gathered together today.
She was at a loss and kept her mouth shut. It took her a long time to remember that she shouldn't have wanted the knife.
"I, I can't have it."
Holding the bird's cry in front of Wei Changtian's eyes, Xu Qingwan refused softly and seriously: "The lancet is already very good. I don't need such a good knife."
"Is it?"
Wei Changtian shook his head pretending to be regretful. He did not take the knife, but just reached out and pulled out the blade a few inches.
The crisp sound of unsheathing sounded, and he explained to himself: "This knife is called Bird Cry, but it is actually a pair with another Dragon Song knife."
"I originally wanted to give you the bird's cry, but I use the dragon's cry for myself."
"Well, since you don't want it, then forget it."
"Canglang~"
Returning the knife to its sheath, he gently pulled Que Xing back with his hand, but Xu Qingwan did not let go.
"Huh? What are you doing?"
Wei Changtian asked knowingly: "Don't you dislike this knife?"
"I……"
Xu Qingwan's head almost dropped to her chest, and she was muttering something unknown.
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Louder."
"me……"
The sunshine at noon in early autumn is shining brightly. Although it is not as dazzling as in summer, it is still bright and golden enough.
The red rope tied between the black hair suddenly jumped, and then Wei Changtian vaguely heard something.
"I like……"
"..."
This soft whisper seemed to cover up the shouts of the executioner in the distance.
"It's three quarters past noon!"
"Execution!"
…
There is no bloody "killing people", and there is no exciting "tribulation field".
All the forty-seven men and nineteen women of the Zhang family died in this bustling vegetable market.
As for the six or seven underage female dependents who will be escorted to Jiaofangsi, they may die in the process of "training" in the future, they may be sent to the border, or they may become high-profile courtesans like Yang Liushi.
These are still unknown, but some things are already destined.
They are not allowed to have a surname, cannot redeem their lives, and cannot have children... The houses where they sing and sing every night are their only shelter in this life, and they cannot regain their freedom until the day they die.
Even if only an anonymous monument can be left on the grave.
These women, including all the people in the Zhang family who had no knowledge of the matter of raising monsters, seemed to be wronged.
But they must die.
According to Daning's law, this was to set an example, but according to Wei Changtian, this was the ruler's intention to eradicate the root cause.
As a time-traveler who has received education in modern civilization, he is also the "culprit" who personally sent these people to the execution ground. It is difficult for him to evaluate the system of "continuous sitting" with any objective attitude, and it is even harder to say whether these people deserve it or not. Damn it.
Even Wei Changtian felt that as a villain, it was completely unnecessary for him to think about these issues.
Dozens of corpses had been pulled away by carriages, and some officers were covering the bloodstains with soil.
In less than an hour, this place will be crowded with vegetable vendors and peasant women bargaining again, and what just happened will be forgotten by people at an incredible speed.
Zhang Hongwen may still leave a line of small words in the historian's pen, but the death of others will not cause even a splash.
"What are you looking at?"
Xu Qingwan's voice came from her ears.
Wei Changtian turned around and saw her hugging the bird tightly, with some confusion on her face.
This woman may not be vague about fighting and killing monsters, but her thoughts are very simple.
In her eyes, money is the best thing and a knife is her best friend.
Sometimes it's good to be simple.
"Didn't see anything."
Wei Changtian shook his head and asked casually: "Will we go back to the Xuanjing Division together?"
Xu Qingwan replied in a low voice as if asking for instructions: "I still have something to do, is that okay?"
"Okay, go ahead."
"how about you?"
"I'll stand here for a while, you don't have to worry about me."
"Oh...I'll go first then."
Xu Qingwan slowly walked away for a distance, and then couldn't help but look back.
The people coming and going blocked most of her sight, and she could only barely see Wei Changtian's figure through the gaps in the crowd.
It seemed like he was bowing slightly towards the execution ground.
