I am immortal in history

Caishikou.

The autumn wind is bleak.

Rows of prisoners knelt on the ground, shouting and cursing at the top of their lungs.

"Su, you must die a happy death!"

"Your Majesty, I am wronged. I just had a few drinks with the man named Cui..."

"Su Mingyuan harmed the country and will punish the nine tribes!"

"Emperor Dog, I am waiting for you below, waiting for you..."

"Zhao Laoliu, you are a tyrant, a foolish king, God has no eyes, why don't you strike this dog emperor to death with lightning!"

The crime of calling the unjust prisoner is not serious. There are still tribesmen alive outside. The prisoner who scolds the dog emperor will be completely torn apart by the death of all the nine tribes.

What kind of bullshit does the king serve as the guide for his ministers? It's just to coax the people.

In front of the execution ground.

Su Mingyuan sat in the supervisory position, with deep eyes and a stern face.

The prisoners were allowed to curse and curse. There is no anger at all. No matter which law is considered, it is more than enough for the officials below to punish the nine tribes.

Since the killing is justified, why should we care about anything else.

The officials on the left and right bowed down to serve, not daring to sit or straighten their backs in front of Su Mingyuan, for fear that the cruel official would notice him and at least be sentenced to confiscation and exile.

From fraud cases to party-breaking cases, more than 60,000 people have died so far.

It seems to be incomparable to a heavy snowfall in the capital, but the victims of the snowstorm were all grassroots people, cattle and horses, and now it is famous officials who died.

A family that has been passed down for thousands of years has wiped out four of its direct descendants, and the remaining branches hastily changed their surnames.

Noon has arrived.

The official nearby reminded carefully: "Sir, the time has come."

"Execution!"

Su Mingyuan nodded slightly. He was just thinking about the new evidence last night. Officials from the Cui family branch confessed that the previous head of the Cui family embezzled money from the river embankment, causing tens of thousands of people to die in floods.

The lives of everyone in the Cui family are not enough!

Give an order.

The executioner rounded the sword and slashed at the prisoner's neck. With a click, his head did not hit the ground, half of it was broken and half of it was connected.

The prisoner was not completely dead and looked at the executioner in disbelief.

"Hahaha……"

The people had seen so much blood splattered three feet, and now they saw the stiff neck, and they burst into laughter.

"Sorry, I've been cutting too much these days."

The executioner moved his sore shoulder and quickly made a stab, ending the prisoner's pain.

The other prisoners who were scolding Zhenghuan were so frightened when they saw this situation that they couldn't help but wet their crotches. After all, there are only a few people who can accept death calmly.

It's a pity that they no longer have the authority they used to have, otherwise they will definitely write a letter and join the executioner!

The execution ground was crowded with people, craning their necks to watch the excitement, but few people cheered loudly.

It’s not that I don’t hate being an official. I’ve been really tired these days. Seeing people beheaded every day is no longer a rare thing.

Li Ping'an mingled among the crowd, not watching the executioner beheading him, but looking at Su Mingyuan from a distance.

"In just a few years, a person's temperament has changed so much, but his appearance has not changed. It's almost unrecognizable as the same person!"

At that time, Su Mingyuan was a little cynical, but more importantly, he was aloof and honest. He was a little clumsy in what he said and did, but he was able to make people identify with him.

Now he is not angry but powerful, sharp as a knife!

"It's a pity, it's a pity that we never have the chance to drink together again."

Li Ping'an shook his head helplessly, wormed his way through the crowd, and quickly left Caishikou.

I found a clean ground and wiped the blood stains on the soles of my shoes. Because I chopped off my head too many times and too frequently, the blood in the vegetable market didn't dry through and condensed into a thick layer of scab.

Li Ping'an did not push the trolley to collect the corpses. The new governor Xiao Gui and Cao followed suit and followed his predecessor's policies in every aspect.

It is strictly prohibited to collect and bury corpses indiscriminately in every city.

The former Lu Fuyin was a capable minister, but he was greedy. At least he did practical things. Unfortunately, his surname was Lu. He had his head chopped off a few days ago.

There are many similar officials. For example, Prime Minister Zhou was given poisonous wine and barely kept his body intact.

Another example is that Heluo Inspector Zheng Yushi had a reputation as a virtuous man. He had handled many unjust cases and had his head chopped off.

Emperor Jianwu was no longer too lazy to act, and made it clear that he would use the fraud case to kill officials from aristocratic families, so right or wrong is not important now, what is the most important thing is the last name.

Looking back at the execution ground, Li Pingan was thoughtful.

"The speed of beheading has been significantly accelerated these days. It seems that His Majesty's time is running out!"

Leaving Caishikou, we strolled to Zhuangyuan Building.

Li Ping'an glanced at the couplet at the door, and found that it had been changed again, written by a new Jinshi.

After the fraud was discovered, all candidates who were successful in the examination were deprived of their honors. Scholars from poor families were selected from the unsuccessful examination papers, and fifty new scholars were admitted.

Among them are two Jinshi who often study in Zhuangyuan Building.

There is the inscription of the number one scholar in the front, and the calligraphy of the number one scholar in the back. The number one scholar building is getting stronger and stronger.

"Shopkeeper Cui..."

Li Ping'an came in to say hello, but shopkeeper Cui coughed several times, interrupting him.

"Master Chai, please don't scream nonsense. News came from our clan a few days ago that the genealogy is actually fake. Our surname should have been Wu, but we have already gone to the Yamen to change it!"

"Congratulations to Shopkeeper Wu for recognizing his ancestor and returning to the clan."

Li Ping'an handed over his hand and expressed happiness, without any intention of looking down on shopkeeper Wu.

Fortunately, none of the involved families had the surname Li, otherwise Li Ping'an would have gone to the Yamen to change his surname just to be on the safe side.

I bought a few volumes of Taoist scriptures and returned to the mortuary.

It was filled with the corpses of the prisoners’ family members, all of them looking ferocious and unwilling to rest in peace.

Just as Li Ping'an sat down, Shi San's voice came from outside.

"Ping An comes to pick up the mat!"

The bus was piled with corpses, with more than a dozen corpses stacked on top of each other. It was bumpy all the way from the Tianlao, and some corpses had half of their bodies exposed.

Li Ping'an picked up two of them. They were about the same size, but his right hand was two or three times heavier.

"Whose body is this?"

"I admit it..."

Shi San wiped the blood on the face of the corpse, carefully identified the appearance and said.

"This guy is not ordinary. You may have heard of Ping'an. He was the hero Li who suppressed Heluo with his fists. He later became a fifth-level guard. UU Reading www.ｕukansｈhu.netｔ is suspected of colluding with the Zheng family to embezzle military pay."

"I have, of course I have."

Li Ping'an almost said they were acquaintances.

The officialdom is indeed more dangerous than the political arena. Hero Li robbed the people for many years without incident, but he was caught after only two years of stealing money.

Shi San said: "This guy is very hard-boned. He broke several whips, cut off several fingers, and had all his teeth pulled out. Yet he still refuses to admit guilt."

Li Ping'an knew the truth and asked, "What should we do?"

"You should commit suicide out of fear of crime!"

…

October.

The wind is biting.

Dozens of people knelt outside the Yangxin Hall, waiting quietly for news from the hall.

At the front of the row are the twelve princes, from right to left in order of age.

Next are the clan princes and county princes, followed by Prime Minister Cai, the six ministers, and the generals in the army.

The Imperial Guards were standing on the left and right, all of them wearing strong armor.

The commander of the imperial army stood on the left side of the palace entrance, scanning everyone. If there was any abnormal movement, he would be killed first without asking for permission.

On the right is Duke Chu. He is the most relaxed in the audience. He is playing Haqie with his hands behind his back, as if he has not woken up.

Creak.

The palace door opened a crack, and Eunuch Kang whispered a few words.

Duke Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised. He bowed to the fourth prince Zhao Yu and said, "Your Majesty sends an order for His Highness the Fourth Prince to come to the palace to have an audience."

"As commanded."

Zhao Yu agreed in a deep voice, not daring to show any joy on his face. He must not get carried away before the dust settled.

Perhaps an expression made his father displeased, and he missed the throne.

The second and third princes knelt down peacefully, daring not to show any signs of strangeness. In the past six months, Emperor Jianwu had killed countless people, including their Taishan and uncle.

Now I just want to survive and don't dare to covet the throne.