The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 680 Execution Ground (recommendation ticket requested)
Looking at the report sent back by Jin Yiwei, Zhu Hongyu showed a very obvious joy on his face.

Obviously, Jin Yiwei's gains in Qufu were also beyond his expectations.

Good guy, 2000 million silver dollars in floating wealth!
Is it inappropriate for Ming to launch the Northern Expedition next year?

Selling off the real estate of the Confucian Mansion, maybe even the expenses needed by Daming to restore the people's livelihood in the north will be settled!

The smile on Zhu Hongyu's face cannot be faked.

Immediately, he ordered.

"Order the navy to immediately send a squadron northward along the Grand Canal to prepare for the Jinyiwei from Shandong to return to Beijing!"

How to bring back the floating wealth worth 2000 million taels of silver is now the most important task for Daming.

As for mobilizing the navy to respond, will the matter be brought to light.

Zhu Hongyu really didn't care much, let's expose it, who can do anything to him?

In front of the floating wealth worth 2000 million silver dollars, nothing is worth mentioning!
If this money can be used well, I don't know how effective it can be.

Moreover, Zhu Hongyu has a clear understanding of the wealth of the Confucian Mansion.

Confucian Mansion is really rich!
This is just floating wealth, there are 2000 taels!

If the real estate of the Confucian Mansion were counted, Zheng Chenggong might not have as much money as the Confucian family.

For the next few days, Zhu Hongyu had a smile on his face all day long.

Anyone can see that he is in a good mood!
But no one knows exactly why!
……

Nanjing City, outside the Xuanwu Gate, the execution ground!
Today, outside the Xuanwu Gate, there is a lot of noise, and countless people in Nanjing gathered spontaneously, wanting to watch the government beheaded.

Throughout the ages, Chinese people like to watch the excitement.

Especially the excitement of beheading is deeply loved by countless people.

In addition, those who are going to be beheaded today are a group of god-damn human traffickers, and there are even more people who come to join in the fun to watch the beheading with the simplest and extreme disgust for human traffickers.

The huge crowd almost filled the entire execution ground inside and outside.

Many people spontaneously issued bursts of shouts.

"Human traffickers, you should be killed!"

"The imperial court killed well! All traffickers deserve to die!"

"..."

Amidst the shouts of countless people, a team of escorting prison cars drove out of Nanjing City and walked out of Xuanwu Gate.

All the way to the execution ground!

A high platform was set up in the center of the execution ground, and several large flags and corresponding guards of honor were erected on the high platform, representing the identity of the supervisor.

Qian Qianyi rode a tall horse, walked at the forefront of the team, and led the team into the execution ground.

Behind him, there are dozens of hundreds of prison cars lined up neatly, and you can't see the side at a glance.

In each prison car, three to five prisoners were held.

The hands and feet of these prisoners were all shackled, and their faces were full of fear and regret.

As the prison van entered the execution ground, the shouts from all around became louder and louder.

"Murderer!"

"Murderer!"

"..."

The people watching the excitement shouted at the top of their voices, and threw some rotten eggs and rotten vegetables into the prison car.

These rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves were frozen hard in the cold winter wind, and hitting people was no different from being hit by a stone.

"Aw! Aww!"

"Ah, no!"

"..."

The prisoners in these prison cars were screaming and screaming after being smashed.

There were bruises on their exposed skin.

Qian Qianyi sat on the high platform, looking at the criminals who were about to be beheaded below, without the slightest pity or kindness in his eyes.

Especially when he saw his cousin, Qian Qianyi's eyes were full of disgust.

It's all because of his lack of greed and involvement in the human trafficking business.

Otherwise, he, Qian Qianyi, would not have wanted to wash away his stigma by exterminating relatives righteously.

In this era that pays attention to the concealment of relatives, killing relatives with righteousness is not necessarily a good word.

With a cry, a celebrity prisoner was unloaded from the prison van.

These prisoners looked at the execution ground in front of them, the ghost-headed swords in the hands of the executioners, and the faintly visible blood stains on the swords, all of them were really weak in their legs.

Many people collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud the moment they were taken off the prison van.

He just muttered in his mouth.

"Don't...don't kill me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"I know I was wrong, don't kill me!"

"No, I won't dare again!"

"..."

However, no matter how much these people begged for mercy, nothing could be changed.

The crimes they have committed are too numerous to write down. Only with their blood and lives can we commemorate the countless victims whose wives and children were separated from their families.

The cousin of Qian Qianyi is one of them.

He was quite old, and already had a gray beard, but now he was sitting on the ground slumped, crying bitterly, with tears and snot all over his face.

"No! No!"

"Don't kill me, I know I'm wrong! Shouzhi, I'm your third uncle, please help third uncle, third uncle doesn't want to die!"

"Shouzhi, please help the third uncle. The third uncle hugged you when he was a child. Please help the third uncle to inform His Majesty that I can make amends."

"As long as His Majesty doesn't kill me, let me do anything!"

"..."

Qian Qianyi's third uncle desperately pleaded with Qian Qianyi who was in charge of beheading on the high platform, and kindly called Qian Qianyi's words to accept it.

Qian Qianyi was not moved at all!
Holding the Command Arrow in his hand, the expression on his face seemed that it was just an ordinary person asking for help, not his third uncle.

Cai Si on the other side of the prison car gave a disdainful look, knelt on the ground and wailed, with snot and tears running down his face, Qian Qianyi's third uncle.

Just a sneer, strode out of the prison car, and said sarcastically.

"When did Mr. Qian become so timid?"

"Since we have done something worthy of beheading, such as human trafficking, we should have thought that we would be killed today."

"It's a big deal that after 18 years, the master is a good man again. The third master Qian behaved like this, and the brothers looked down upon him for no reason!"

However, Cai Si had only spoken halfway before he was kicked in the crook of the leg by a guard in charge of escorting him.

"Damn it, you're a human trafficker here pretending to be your mother's boldness?!"

"Did you kill an official? Or rebelled? Or robbed the rich and gave to the poor? A human trafficker who stole children, you deserve to call yourself a hero?"

"I bother!"

Yamen servants also look down on human traffickers.

If you are some kind of murderous thieves and bandits, maybe you can still be looked down upon.

But human traffickers are garbage that only bully women and children.

Even among death row inmates, that's a bug at the bottom of the food chain, looked down upon by all.

Cai Si was kicked and fell to the ground, the ground was frozen hard in the cold wind, Cai Si fell to the ground, howling endlessly.

The people watching the excitement all around became more and more turbulent, constantly calling for murderers.

A celebrity prisoner was escorted to the execution ground, and then lined up to kneel on the ground.

A famous executioner also made corresponding preparations, and the ghost-headed sword was sharpened.

Qian Qianyi stood up from his seat and began to announce the crimes committed by these people.

His voice was transmitted through the electric horn, magnified countless times, and resounded throughout the execution ground.

(End of this chapter)