Some of the soldiers who executed the execution were skilled in their skills. They may have beaten the culprits harshly, but in fact their skin was not even broken.
Some are just the opposite. They don't hit hard, but they hit hard enough that they won't break the skin or flesh, but they will crack the bones.
These are just general directions, there are also some small methods, such as fighting in public, which is more embarrassing, but they are rough guys, so it doesn't matter, but the higher the military rank, the greater the damage.
The execution can also be carried out in a tent, which saves the skin.
If the person is not someone the king dislikes, then during the indoor execution, the person being punished will be exposed to the buttocks for spanking. Don’t think that exposing the buttocks is an insult.
After a spanking with exposed buttocks, as long as you apply medicine, there will be almost no problems. At most, you won’t be able to get out of bed for a few days.
But if the beating was done with clothes on, the clothes and flesh would be rubbed together after one beating. When the clothes were taken off, it would be really heartbreaking pain.
Giving the lieutenant the time to choose, he can decide when to go according to his physical condition. This is undoubtedly a lot of preferential treatment. It can even be said that this kind of punishment is the king's preference.
Yang Gan looked around, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "Who assassinated the Great Martial God King?"
These words filled with supreme authority directly forced Gram to be satisfied.
Even a few scholar-bureaucrats had knelt down.
A frustrated woman walked out of the crowd and said in a hoarse voice.
"I was the one who assassinated him."
Yang Qian was stunned and looked at the woman. Although she was middle-aged, she was quite pretty and well-maintained. He couldn't help but wonder.
"Although he is my prisoner, he is still the king of Goguryeo. How brave you are!!! Are you tired of assassinating the king of a country?"
The woman with dull eyes fell to her knees when Yang Gan yelled at her, trembling all over. No one was not afraid of death. If not, most of them were temporary.
When reason returns to the body, the middle-aged woman is filled with fear.
After threatening him, Yang Qian said calmly, "Why do you want to assassinate him?"
The woman was so frightened that she pressed her head against the ground and said with a sad expression, "My lord, I'm stupid and can't make any sense."
"I would like to ask, if someone is loyal to the country and is loyal to the king, is it a crime?"
Yang Qian nodded and said in appreciation, "Of course it's not guilty."
"My son was loyal to King Wujin, dedicated to Goguryeo, and made many military exploits. His child was just born, but he was stabbed to death by the king's sword. Sir, is this still justified?"
Yang Gan was stunned, his eyes gradually shrank, what a powerful woman, she dared to fight against him.
You must know that you are also a lord, a person in power, and a person in power. Naturally, you don't want others to disobey you.
If you say it yourself, that is heaven and that is the law. Unfortunately, in this era, the kings and scholar-bureaucrats share the world.
If it were in later generations, in an era when imperial power was highly concentrated, it would be natural for the king to die and his ministers to die, but they would have to die, but now it is not appropriate to say so.
Yang Gan sneered and said, "He is right, but the mistake lies in the fact that he dares to show his weapons to the King of War God and the king of a country. What a crime. That is a disobedient crime. Killing your son is already an advantage for you." , if in my hands, not only will I kill your son, but I will also kill your entire family."
As soon as these words came out, not only the scholar-bureaucrats of Goguryeo were dumbfounded, but also the generals and officials of Xia State couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. After all, no one wanted to hold their lives tightly in the hands of others.
After Yang Gan finished speaking, he changed the topic and smiled.
"However, I heard that the Great Martial God King was crazy. Your son just wanted to stop him, but he accidentally killed him. This was manslaughter. This matter has been revealed!"
The middle-aged woman couldn't help but widen her eyes, and raised her neck mechanically, with a look of disbelief on her face. Is there no justice in this world?
Yang Gan slowly stood up and walked towards the audience step by step.
Standing in front of the woman, Yang Gan said with a stern face, "Do you think it's unfair? Do you think it's unjust? Do you think you have paid so much for the country?
In the end, even his son died. "
"Let me tell you, what is the meaning of heavenly justice, the great warrior god Wang De is not worthy of his place, what is the meaning of no fairness, because there is no fairness in this world."
"When you oppressed the common people, did you ever think about whether there is justice in this world, or whether there is fairness? This King of Goguryeo was not supported by your scholar-bureaucrat class. He was chosen by you. Your idol is now in trouble** *, do you still have the face?"
The middle-aged woman sat down on the ground, her face turned pale, and she murmured.
"We chose it ourselves. This is the king we chose. This is the king supported by our scholar-bureaucrats, but in the end he wanted to kill us all."
She lay on the ground and couldn't help but burst into tears. Their family was very thin, with only one son and one daughter. The daughter was married off to another family. As a result, their family had become extinct.
To put it bluntly, if the head of the family and I don't have another child, then the family business will be inherited by another collateral line in the future. The most critical thing is the issue of old age care.
How many people can do it by letting their brothers' children support themselves in old age? Almost all of them died miserably in the end, and it was common for them to even be locked in a room and starve to death.
The scholar-bureaucrats in Goguryeo looked extremely ugly, and this time they all lost their disgrace to their grandma's house.
Yang Gan came to the young man in the middle row, kicked him, frowned and said, "Tsk, don't you have any eyesight?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly grabbed his companion next to him and pulled the middle-aged woman down.
Yang Gan smiled and said, "Everyone, let's eat and watch singing and dancing at the same time!"
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and suddenly a row of dozens of dancers filed in through the door. They were dressed in very revealing clothes. The leader of the dance was a tall woman with a veil. Among the entire team, she was the only one who was still wearing something. That's decent.
The music suddenly became wanton, graceful and agile. Even in such a melody, dozens of dancers still danced their proud waists gracefully.
A soul-stirring flute sound was played softly, the girls danced with their long sleeves, countless delicate petals flew gently between the sky and the earth, and the refreshing fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.
The dozens of beauties looked like blooming flower buds, spreading out in all directions. In the rain of flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an orchid in the empty valley, following her light, graceful and erratic dance.
The wide, wide sleeves open and close to cover up, which strangely highlights the grace and elegance of the lead dancer.
Everyone looked at her graceful dance in fascination, almost forgetting to breathe.
Yang Gan returned to his seat, holding a wine glass. He liked this atmosphere very much, not only the ambiguous atmosphere, but also the overwhelming power.
Once you say something, no one dares to disobey, and no one dares to say that he doesn't like something he likes. What he wants is this feeling. Of course, he must not express it on the surface.
After so many years, Yang Qian has long seen clearly that all talk of being polite and virtuous is bullshit. Only if you are strong, awesome, and your fists are strong enough, will people follow you and be afraid of you.
Fear is the core concept that makes people convinced. What if someone admires you? But if one day I no longer admire you, will that mean I am about to betray you?
But what about fear? That's something that can last a lifetime.
Only if you possess impressive abilities, have disciplinary measures, and then use Corporal Courtesy's method to go through it all in one go, is the standard process.
Seeing Yang Qian's face glowing red, Zhang Yumeng poured a pot of millet wine, took a sip and said with a smile, "I see you are in high spirits today."
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth were raised, his expression was excited, and he was obviously very satisfied.
"Look at all the people down there."
Zhang Yumeng looked at everyone below and said with some confusion, "What's wrong with the people below? I see those men are almost crying, it's quite funny."
Yang Gan turned his head, looked at Zhang Yumeng who was smiling like a flower, and whispered into his ear.
"Anyone down there, I can let them die or let them live. This feeling of having power is like a drug, which makes me addicted."
Zhang Yumeng stared blankly at all the people below, and asked with some uncertainty, "If one day we quarrel, are you going to kill me too?"
"No, because it's enough to enjoy it. Why make yourself alone, right? We still have a lot of time."
"Tch, I'm already thirty. In a few days, when the Chinese New Year is celebrated, I'll be thirty-one, and half of my neck is buried in soil. Alas, I don't know when you will be an adult."
Yang Gan smiled, "The days are long. Ge Xiuming and Ge Zhao have both said that it will be fine after the age of 12. I will be 11 years old during the Chinese New Year. Why are you so anxious? Besides, you usually like to talk back, but you are so soft today. Accept your fate." pull?"
"The days are long? How many days are there? How long is a square? All the flowers I've been waiting for have withered. What's wrong with me talking back? Don't you like me to talk back the most?"
Zhang Yumeng understood the only connection between the two. It was an unbreakable bond and the only thought they had in this world.
Yang Gan smiled and said, "You have the final say on how many days. Fang Chang, you can see it every day."
Zhang Yumeng pointed at the elegant woman leading the dance and said with a smile, "You can't play now. I want to play with her, is that okay?"
Yang Qian scratched his chin and said with a strange expression, "Hey, I found out that you are the King of the Sea. Why do you fall in love with someone when you meet them? Is there any mistake?"
Zhang Yumeng tilted her head and said, "Isn't this already in ancient times? Is it possible that someone can still expose me online? I also learned from you, acting wild."
After saying that, she touched Yang Gan's chin, brought her flaming red lips to Yang Gan's ear, licked Yang Gan's earlobe with the slippery Xiang Ding, and murmured softly.
"No matter who I look for, I can give you an advantage anyway. Don't you act like a good boy even if you get the advantage! If you want to be wild, don't I want to? I won't cuckold you anyway." qs
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth kept twitching. I'll thank you on horseback. Although I like women, as a person in power, the more women there are, the more power I have.
