"Can the fourth brother solve this situation?" Zhao Yunbo picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea, and looked at Zhao Yunzhao with a smile.

"He can't even find the shadow of the Japanese now, how can he solve the situation?" Zhao Yunzhao snorted contemptuously, "What if he finds those Shanyue people and the Japanese people? They are just two chess pieces in our hands, and it has nothing to do with our overall situation in Jiangnan."

"I hope he can solve this situation, otherwise it would be too boring." Zhao Yunbo shook his head slightly, looking lonely.

For a person with a high IQ, to a certain extent, it is actually a sadness without an opponent, because without those thrilling chess, he cannot show his value in life and his talent cannot be displayed. This may be what people call "the loneliness of a master".

Zhao Yunzhao glanced at Zhao Yunbo and ignored it. He didn't want an opponent who could compete with Zhao Yunbo.

At the same time, Suzhou Prefecture Office.

Cao Qiaomu was sorting out search information in the study and came from all over Suzhou Prefecture. He looked up accidentally and saw Tan Zong walking in.

"Aren't you a prison sentence today? Why are you free to come to me?" Cao Qiaomu felt strange and looked at Tan Zong with some surprise.

"Sir, the official has found the inner support of the Japanese in Suzhou Prefecture." Tan Zong smiled slightly and said.

"Zhao Yuanchang?" Cao Qiaomu stood up immediately after hearing this.

"The lower official is 99% sure it is him." Tan Zong nodded and said.

"Zhao Yuanchang, Zhao Yuanchang!" Cao Qiaomu recited Zhao Yuanchang's name twice, pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed, "Bitty plan!"

"Sir, this person is sinister and cunning, extremely vicious. He uses any means to achieve his goal, and even his family is not spared. He is so conscientious." Tan Zong frowned and gave Zhao Yuanchang an evaluation.

"What are your plans?" Cao Qiaomu paced back and forth in the room for a few times, then looked up at Tan Zong, who felt that Tan Zong had already had an idea at this time.

"I want to publicly try Zhao Yuanchang." Tan Zong pondered for a moment and said word by word.

"Public trial?" Cao Qiaomu was shocked. Zhao Yuanchang is now a great hero in Suzhou City. If he made a mistake, the consequences would be unimaginable and might cause civil unrest.

"Don't worry, sir, I'm very sure to prove that Zhao Shiting was dropped. No matter how he argued and slandered it, it would be useless." Tan Zong smiled slightly, walked to Cao Qiaomu's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Just now, the coroner in the Zhao Mansion sent back the news. Tan Zong had already confirmed that Zhao Yuanchang Li Dai Taozun and replaced Zhao Shiting with someone else, so he came to find Cao Qiaomu.

"Oh, you Menghua, your mind is so meticulous." After hearing Tan Zong's words, Cao Qiaomu's frown suddenly stretched out and patted his shoulder with a smile.

"This is a good teaching for adults." Tan Zong flattered with a smile.

"However, will you be alarmed if you do this?" Then, Cao Qiaomu realized a problem and looked at Tan Zong. Since he had already locked up Zhao Yuanchang as an insider of the Japanese, Cao Qiaomu was still thinking about digging out his online and offline and clearing the other party's spy network in Jiangnan in one fell swoop.

"Sir, I'm not waiting for time." Tan Zong knew Cao Qiaomu's thoughts and quietly reminded him.

Zhao Yunan came to Suzhou City this time to do two things. The first thing was to chase and suppress the Japanese bandits, and the second thing was to find out the Japanese's supporters in Suzhou Prefecture.

The two things have accomplished nothing now. Zhao Yunan has been under tremendous pressure and found Zhao Yuanchang, which can not only relieve Zhao Yunan's pressure, but also obtain some important information from him through interrogation. Maybe the Japanese bandits can be found.

Although Cao Qiaomu wanted to fish for big fish with a long line, it was obvious that the more important thing now was to take Zhao Yuanchang to solve the current dilemma.

Moreover, after experiencing the incident of Japanese bandits, Zhao Yuanchang will definitely lie dormant. In that case, he will have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month to find his accomplices from him.

"Okay, do what you said." Cao Qiaomu thought for a while, agreed to Tan Zong's request, and then reported to Zhao Yunan.

After saying goodbye to Cao Qiaomu, Tan Zong did not rush to the execution ground, but took his people to Zhao's mansion.

Today, Suzhou City is crowded with people, and people gather on both sides of the street, whispering and whispering. Many people are holding rotten eggs, moldy fruits, rotten vegetables and leaves in their hands, and even manure wrapped in paper.

Although the government stipulated that stones should not be used to hit death row prisoners, so as not to die before they arrived at the execution ground, some people still secretly hid stones on their bodies.

In front of the crowd, soldiers holding spears stood expressionlessly, with a cold light emitted from the tip of the gun.

According to convention, the death row prisoners must parade in the streets before being sentenced. The people in Suzhou City are now waiting for those who have been beheaded today to parade the streets, and use rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves and other items to vent their resentment.

"Come out, come out!" The door of the Suzhou Prefecture Prison opened with a bang, and a young man standing in front of the door immediately shouted.

Under the escort of a large number of soldiers wearing helmets and armor, more than a dozen prison vans and more than twenty flatbed vans equipped with wooden fence cages came out of the prison, with six or seven death row prisoners locked in each van.

Since there were more than 300 death row prisoners who were beheaded, the prison carts were obviously not enough, so they used wooden carts to renovate them, found a carpenter, installed a wooden fence cage on it, and stuffed people into it.

The death row prisoners were all bloodless, some were so scared that they collapsed into the car, some were in a trance, talking to themselves, and some were incontinent and had a bad smell in their crotch.

"Bear them to death!" There was no one in the crowd, and suddenly shouted, and then the overwhelming amount of rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves flew towards the prison van.

Wang Hao and his family were in a wooden fence cage transformed by flatbed trucks. What was unique is that there was a row of soldiers holding shields on both sides of his car, blocking most of the debris thrown by the people outside, which was specially ordered by Tan Zong.

When Tan Zong arrived at a crossroads, the prison vans were just passing there, so he stopped to watch. The streets were loud and there were debris everywhere the prison vans went. Not only were the death row prisoners on the prison vans attacked by rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, but the guards were also affected, and there was a lot of garbage hanging on their armor.

Several unlucky death row prisoners were hit by stones flying from the crowd, their heads were bleeding, and they fell in pain in prison carts and moaned, but no one sympathized with them, and they were greeted by cold rotten eggs.

When he passed the intersection, Wang Hao saw Tan Zong on the horse's back. He couldn't help but straighten up. Tan Zong smiled at him, and his smile seemed a little weird, which made him slightly stunned and couldn't understand the meaning of this smile.

With the guards' way open, Tan Zong came to Zhao's mansion.

There are many people in the Zhao Mansion, and in addition to the people, there are many officials and rich gentry. Compared with the simple-minded people, those officials and rich gentry have much more flexible minds. Zhao Yuanchang is obviously valued by Sun Yan and is a hero in the anti-Japanese war. In this extraordinary period, everyone wants to find a talisman for themselves.

Zhao Yuanchang, wearing mourning clothes, was burning paper for his family in the mourning hall, looking sad and angry.

"Mr. Zhao, this time I came not only to invite the adults to watch the execution, but also hoped that the adults could take the coffin of the wife and the prince to the execution ground. I would use blood to pay tribute to the deceased." After Tan Zong put a stick of incense, he explained his purpose to Zhao Yuanchang.

Hearing this, the officials and Fushen around him immediately showed a look of surprise. Although some people had carried the coffin to the execution ground before, they were all personal actions. It was unheard of forbidden to invite the deceased officer personally. This is a great honor!

What's more, as a prison officer, Tan Zong is not only a member of the Supervision Bureau, but also represents Zhao Yun'an. It seems that Zhao Yuan's success is just around the corner.

While sympathizing with Zhao Yuanchang's experience, everyone was both envious and jealous of him.

"Thank you!" Zhao Yuanchang didn't expect Tan Zong to make such a suggestion. After a moment of stunnedness, he quickly bowed to thank him.

"I will take one step first." Tan Zong bowed his hand at Zhao Yuanchang and turned away.

Zhao Yuanchang then greeted some big-shouldered and round-waisted young men. Surrounded by a large group of people, he raised the coffin and rushed to the execution ground.

The mass grave is located in the north of the city, a hill with a gentle terrain, where the killed dead prisoners or unclaimed bodies are buried.

In summer, the mountain is full of flowers, which is very beautiful.

Everyone in Suzhou City knows that those flowers are nourished by the corpses buried here, so they secretly call them "dead flowers".

A few years ago, a businessman from another place came to Suzhou to do business. One of his concubines was unaware of it. While traveling outside the city, she picked a bouquet of flowers from the mass grave.

After learning that he was picking "Dead Flower", the beautiful and coquettish concubine was so scared that she was mentally ill. Finally, she fell into the river and died, which made the people of Suzhou City feel very regretful.

At this time, the mass grave was surrounded by people, with 50,000 or 60,000 people whispering to each other.

There was a execution ground in the middle of the crowd, and there were many fully armed soldiers standing. A large pit four or five meters deep had been dug. After the killing of the person, they threw it in and buried it.

A simple observation platform was set up on the front of the execution ground. In front of the observation platform were twenty executioners wearing red clothes and holding ghost-headed swords. Each executioner had a round wooden pier half a meter high.

After Tan Zong and a group of officials arrived, they led several guards to the observation detention platform and sat behind a table, and the officials stood on both sides of the observation detention detention platform.

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers started to make noise, and the convoy escorting the prisoners came.

When they arrived at the execution ground, the soldiers pulled the prisoners one by one from the prison car and dragged them rudely to an open space beside them to kneel down. Wang Hao and his family were arranged at the end of the death row prisoners.

Shortly after the death row prisoners were placed, there was another commotion in the crowd. It turned out that Zhao Yuanchang and the two coffins arrived. The people along the way made way for themselves.

Zhao Yuanchang looked sad and angry, and kept bowing to the people around him.

"Hmph!" Tan Zong snorted coldly and watched Zhao Yuanchang's performance quietly.

At Tan Zong's instructions, the two coffins stopped in front of the observation platform, facing the executioners. Zhao Yuanchang bowed to him and stood in the team of officials beside the observation platform.

"Sir, it's three o'clock in the afternoon." After the three-way soul-chasing drum, a soldier came to Tan Zong, fisted with both hands, and said loudly.

"Bring it up." Tan Zong had a calm face and waved his hand with great momentum.

Immediately, the soldiers set up twenty death row prisoners from left to right, took them to the executioner, and knelt in front of the wooden pier.

Several soldiers then came over and checked the identities of the death row prisoners one by one to verify their true colors.

"Sir, it has been confirmed that it is the death row prisoner himself." After verifying the identity of the death row prisoner, a sergeant with a national face put a piece of paper full of the names of twenty death row prisoners into front of Tan Zong and said in a big voice.

At the same time, a soldier grabbed the hair of the death row prisoner, and another soldier pressed hard. The death row prisoner tied up lying on the wooden pier, revealing his neck. The executioner on the side slowly raised the knife in his hand.

The noisy crowd gradually became quiet, and people held their breath and looked tightly at the execution ground.

Tan Zong pulled out the brush from the pen holder, dipped it in cinnabar, and scratched a big fork on the piece of paper. He shook his hand and threw it to the sergeant with a national face. He shouted expressionlessly, "Chun!"

"Chun!" The sergeant with a national face took the paper, raised his right hand, and waved it hard at the executioners.

When the executioner heard this, he raised his sword and fell. Twenty heads rolled to the ground. Twenty blood columns shot out from the broken neck cavity, thundering three or four meters, and in an instant, the ground was dyed red.

Looking at the twenty headless corpses twitching on the ground, after a few seconds of silence, thunderous cheers suddenly erupted, and the people all applauded.

Twenty people were beheaded together, and the scene was really spectacular. Tan Zong couldn't help but look at the corpses and he suddenly felt that humans were so fragile that they would be gone with just one knife.

The sergeant with a genius waved his hands again, and the soldiers pulled the feet of the headless corpses and the long hair on their heads, dragged them to the big hole that had been dug, and threw them down like garbage.

"Sir, two death row prisoners were scared to death." At this time, a soldier ran to the stage and whispered a few words to the sergeant with a sergeant. The sergeant with a sergeant immediately reported to Tan Zong.

"Scare to death?" Tan Zong was slightly stunned. He was sentenced to death for the first time and was not sure how to deal with this emergencies.

Seeing Tan Zong hesitating, the soldier on the national face continued, "Sir, according to the old rules, he will be killed by any life or death."

"As long as the old rules," Tan Zong originally wanted to pull the dead into the pit and buried it. After hearing this, he frowned and then said.

"Yes!" The sergeant with a national face responded, stepped back and stood aside, raised his hand and waved his hand, "Take a death row prisoner."

A moment later, twenty more death row prisoners were brought up. In addition to women, children and elderly people, there were two children of five or six years old, who seemed to be the family of the perpetrators.

The two children were so scared that they cried loudly. The soldiers beside them were ready to take out rags from their pockets and skillfully stuffed them into their mouths. The child's crying stopped abruptly.

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Chapter completed!