3-41 Lingchi

The gold, silver and treasures in the Jinan Prefecture Warrior were sealed in large boxes and ready to be transported away at any time. This was the spoils they deserved. The mankind in the inner city was slaughtered, and their property was looted by the people. Fortunately, several yards were occupied by the Warrior Warrior. Now they acted as the mansion of Liu Dashui. The Qing army in Jinan City had been cleared, and all the green camp soldiers surrendered. Their weapons were confiscated and equipment was provided to the volunteer team composed of the people. The servants in the yamen were concentrated. They bullied good people on weekdays and beheaded for tigers. They performed well and continued to use them to maintain public order in the city. The iron guards were stationed on the north and south walls to guard against enemies that might appear at any time.

As for a large number of grain and cloth, it was distributed to hungry and cold people. A large number of land deeds and house deeds were all returned to the original owner.

"Standalone Liu has opened the warehouse and released the grain! The neighbors are going to collect it!" The landlords who have cut off their braids are pounding the gong and walking around the streets and issuing the latest notice.

The happy people took rice bags and carried a big pot to the entrance of the Fukuoku to get grain. The golden sorghum and white Goryeo rice hills piled up at the entrance of the Fukuokuo. A few strong men stood on the pile of grain with big wood and shoveled rice into the pockets of the people who were receiving rice. The people's team was orderly and lined up several blocks away. Those who knew or didn't know all greeted each other intimately. The children were hiking between the adults' crotch, having fun and having a very festive and harmonious scene.

Liu, who was wise and powerful and admired by all the people, sat upright on the treasury steps, covered with a red robe on the golden armor, and only wore a golden crown with a tied hair. He looked even more handsome and handsome. He was so enchanting that the big girls and wives didn't care about getting rice. His hot eyes looked here.

"Second sister-in-law, look at how Shuai Shuai Liu was so handsome. I'm afraid Erlang Shen came to earth."

"Chunni, you little girl is only a few years old and you are moved by Chun's heart. The general must have had a third term and four concubines."

"I don't have any extraordinary ideas. I can just be a rude girl for the Grandmaster."

"Standle Liu is probably reborn as Master Guan Er? Look at the strong man beside him who helped him get a knife, which looks like Zhou Cang, and the white-faced young man, which looks like Guan Ping."

"Take it down, Brother Li Si. Mr. Guan Er is wearing a green robe and five long beards. Mr. Liu is wearing a red robe and does not have a beard. In my opinion, he is the reincarnation of Grandpa Yue. Haven't you heard these soldiers singing "Manjianghong" so authentic?"

Most Shandong women were strong in physical condition, but after the exploitation of the Qing Dynasty, the little girls in Jinan were extremely thin. Looking at the admiring eyes of Chaihuo Niu below and the respectful eyes of the men, Liu Dashuai changed into a more majestic posture and gestured to the new Jinan acting prefect Lu Chengfeng next to him.

Old Man Lu, dressed in a man's clothes, was as excited as if he had chicken blood. His breathless voice was completely different from what a sixty-year-old man said: "Neighbors, after getting the food, go to the Caishikou to see the Songshoutian Lantern. Sun Zhixie is lingchi. It is executed on time at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and it will not be waiting for the expiration."

The team that received the food suddenly accelerated a lot, and the excited people asked: "Mr. Lu, can you buy the meat of Songshou and Sun Zhixie? We must also aspire to eat the meat of Hulu."

Lu Chengfeng's white beard shook excitedly: "No problem, after lit Songshou's sky lantern, he cut it to everyone to share the meat. Sun Zhixiu's 3,600 pieces are also distributed to everyone, and they are not allowed to be used only to feed dogs."

Suddenly, there was a thunderous joy. What could be happier than witnessing the tragic death of an enemy with his own eyes? The grain distribution conference was soon over, and people flocked to the entrance of the vegetable market to see the murder. The houses around the execution platform were crowded with people, and the trees and roofs were filled with young people and children.

Caishikou has always been a place for the government to kill anti-Qing patriots. Now the feng shui changes. The ones who are carrying the execution platform are the Shandong Governor of the Qing Dynasty and the prefect of Jinan. Songshou is from a military general and is still very tough when he dies. He is tied up so hard that he cannot move. He stares at the people below the stage with two violent little eyes, and is very arrogant. Sun Zhixiu's corrupt bone is already fainted and collapses on the ground and cannot get up.

"The Tartars dare to stare at him, beat him!" In this scenario, there should be countless rotten tomatoes and eggs, but food is difficult, so they are not willing to use eggs and tomatoes to smash people. So countless bricks and tiles flying up, smashing the two of them all over their heads, and the escort soldiers also benefited a lot.

The volunteer team that maintained order loudly scolded the people who smashed the order: "Stop smashing it, how can you find the sky lantern alive if you smash it to death? How can you cut it into pieces?" After saying this, the people stopped their spontaneous actions.

A scholar from the previous dynasty who knew the words and sly opened a stack of letters and read it in public in a grief-angry tone. It was all the people's blood and tears accusations of these two people, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and it was tear-jerking. He heard the tens of thousands of people in the audience burst into tears. After reading it, the old scholar himself was crying and crying.

The old scholar changed his tone and asked excitedly: "Today, our national hatred and family hatred can be washed away. Who should I thank for?"

The people in the audience shouted together: "Marrior Liu!"

"Yes!" The old scholar continued: "We want to thank the Shuai Liu, who was sent by the imperial court. Now I ask Shuai Liu to come up and speak to everyone, welcome everyone."

Liu Ziguang was stunned. Has this old scholar been a gold medal emcee before? Why do you like to perform improvisational programs? But the words have been spoken out, and tens of thousands of people are waiting below, just bit the bullet and go on.

Liu Dashuai lifted his battle robe and walked onto the stage. Suddenly, the audience was silent. Hundreds of thousands of eyes were staring at him. Liu Ziguang had spoken in front of hundreds of soldiers, and had a little stage experience. At this moment, facing the overwhelming crowd of people, he was full of energy, brewed his feelings, and started his speech with a majestic baritone:

"The elders and compatriots of Jinan, the Ming Dynasty has not forgotten you, the imperial court has not forgotten you, and millions of Han compatriots in the south have not forgotten you. If you want to thank you, thank the emperor for his great kindness. And our soldiers who are brave and brave to kill the enemy, I followed the public's will and executed the governor of the Tartar Songshou and the pseudo-prefect Sun Zhixie in public. In order to avenge the people of Jinan who died in the massacre twice and the compatriots who died in the north due to the shaving order in the north. The various atrocities that the Tartars have committed since entering the pass will be punished with blood and doubled down on them! Come and execute the execution!"

Everyone was excited. How good was the Grand Marshal saying, "Too for tooth, blood washes blood" really meant everyone's hearts. With the warm applause, Grand Marshal sat on the viewing platform, which was the best place to watch the execution.

Then the executioners were the executioners, who were responsible for giving Sun Zhixie Lingchi's old man nicknamed "Xiaodao Liu". He was the first executioner in the capital. The killing skills passed down from generation to generation were passed down to men but not women, and not outside but not inside. Old Man Liu's master was a master who killed Liu Jin back then. His advanced skills could make the killing knife unable to see blood. It can be seen that he was so fast. It is said that after one time, the chopped head fell to the ground and even opened his mouth and praised, "What a fast knife."

Of course, Xiaodao Liu is best at Lingchi, otherwise he would be called Dadao Liu. Although this old man did not want to retire for the Qing Dynasty for many years, the worker still retained. He opened a skin bag, and dozens of exquisite knives, hooks, and scissors inside were dazzling. The special net bag with extremely small mesh was used to tighten the flesh. External medicines with hemostasis and anesthesia functions were used to prevent prisoners from dying from severe pain and blood loss in advance. No one could do this job. Xiaodao Liu called and signed up immediately. Finally, two bold and careful young people were selected as assistants. After the executioners were ready, it was the turn of the protagonist Sun Zhixi to make a brilliant debut.

Sun Zhixie, who was limp on the ground, woke up after being splashed with cold water. He was as timid as a mouse and immediately cried bitterly, crying for his parents, and using his meager strength to resist several strong men peeling his clothes. In a short while, Sun Zhixie was stripped away. Even if he was strangled by the fishing net, he did not show much meat after being exposed. Xiaodao Liu looked at Sun Zhixie's ribs helplessly, then looked at Songshou, a fat pig, and said to himself: "Just change it, but the fat pig can't show my skills. Humph, the time is now to test me.

Under Xiaodao Liu's order, the assistant poured Sun Zhixie a few glasses of strong wine to anesthetize his nerves, and then hanged his whole body so that more people could see clearly.

Xiaodao Liu, holding a sharp knife and an iron hook, stepped on the bench and started the execution. The first knife cut Sun Zhixie's bare forehead and scratched a "mouth" without a back cover. His scalp pulled down and covered Sun Zhixie's desperate eyes. He then let out a shrill scream. The reason why he didn't block his mouth was that he screamed, and the more miserable the audience was happier.

Then he started to cut his chest, and every piece of meat fell, the executioner had to call out loud. As the numbers continued to increase, Sun Zhixiu's scream became weaker and weaker. He could no longer scream. It was not good to cut into pieces. If he had known that he would have been crushed to pieces today and had a lot of bad fate. The fate that would have been destined from the day he proposed the shaving order.

Because Sun Zhixie was too thin, Xiaodao Liu had to replace it with the thinnest and smallest knife. The cut meat was as thin as a cicada's wings, which was so thin that it could be used for hot pot. With one knife, the assistant applied some medicine to the wound. Although it was the first time to cooperate, everyone cooperated very well and enjoyable.

Lingchi is a big job. In order to prolong the pain of the inmate and for the visual enjoyment of the audience, this activity will take at least three days. So after cutting 1,200 knives, the dying Sun Zhixie temporarily ended, and the leading actor who will be the big fat man Songshou.
Chapter completed!