I, Han Gaozu, actually traveled through Song Gaozong?

Chapter 111 Execution

As for the location of Sibei Building, that's really good.

If it is normal, some people may still be dissatisfied:

"Your building is full of low-class entertainers, and it's far away from our downtown Lin'an. What's the good news?"

The good thing is that it is close to Qiantang Gate, and next to it is Dali Temple.

Another person wanted to say: "It is true that there is a lot of excitement outside Qiantang Gate, but why is Dali Temple closed again? There are people who have committed serious crimes inside. Could it be possible that they can still come to take care of your family's business?"

It is right to say this at any time, but it is wrong to say this in May of 11 in Shaoxing.

where is wrong?

If you take some time and go to Lin'an Twelve Gates, you will know what's wrong.

Ever since Qin Xiangye... should be said to be Qin Hui, since he was taken into prison, the emperor has sent out almost all the eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

From the beginning of the month to the end of the month, the news has spread throughout Huaihe and Zhejiang, Jinghu in Jiangxi, Guangnan in Fujian, and half of the territory under the jurisdiction of the Song Dynasty. Who doesn't know about this?
The speed is so fast that it is even much earlier than the peace talks, and it is still spreading westward at a faster speed.

The consequence of this is that...

Everyone in the world is rushing towards Lin'an City.

Yes, without the slightest exaggeration, it is about the people in the world who have received the news.

Forget about some native southerners, they are still thinking about their livelihood, and they are already satisfied after listening to the excitement.

But if people come from the north to the south... Those who farm the land will not plant the land, and those who weave will not weave the cloth. Even the bandits in Hongzhou and Xinzhou who occupied the mountains as bandits surrendered for this matter. It's... It's the local officials who have earned a lot of credit.

Some people even sailed northward from Guangzhou, and when they heard the news at Mingzhou Port, they even threw the boat at the port, not caring about the high daily parking fee... More and more boats, which caused Yu Yunwen, the magistrate of Mingzhou, to I was sweating so anxiously that I had to send people down the coast to tell everyone not to come again.

If you want to come, you can also park the boat elsewhere, such as Shanghai Pu.

Yu Yunwen's move made the official who promoted Shanghai affairs so angry that he scolded his mother. He had to slap him several times a day for a month, angrily scolding the prefect of Mingzhou for his inaction.

It is good to have more ships, but if there are too many ships and the entire port is shut down, that is the same as having no ships.

Shanghai is not like Mingzhou, the docking fee is not enough for Han Jiajun on shore to drink for a day.

By the way, they can't be called Han's army anymore. The officials have to change their names to each army for some reason.

Now there are no Han Jiajun and Zhang Jiajun in Lianghuai, all of them are called "Right Han Army", and Wu Lin's tribe in central Shu is called "Zuo Han Army".

As for Jingxiang's Yue Family Army... it's called the 'Han Army', unlike the previous two places, it also has a position.

It's just a name change, and the officers in command of each army have not changed. Compared with the previous reforms, it can be said that nothing has been changed this time.

In the first year of Shaoxing, everyone was called Shenwu Zuojun and Shenwu Youjun. In the fifth year of Shaoxing, they became the front guard army and rear guard army.

He changed his name three times in ten years. If the three generals hadn't been promoted to the Privy Council, no one would have taken it to heart.

On the other hand, with the promotion of the three generals to the Privy Council and the news that a peace agreement was reached, the emperor's attitude is quite obvious:

do not fight.

If this battle is not fought, it means that many people will not be able to return home.

You always have to find someone to hate. It doesn't work to hate the emperor, so you can only hate the Qin Xiang who has been advocating peace.

Even with the Water Gate, the Twelve Gates of Lin'an City can really be regarded as a watertight barrier. Although the guards of each city gate received the order in advance to let everyone in, but the scene of so many people gathering, except for the old Bianjing City, Where have you seen these young guards?

The investigation has been very loose, even so, the people of the Infantry Division have been working day and night, and they have all given up on Xiumu, and they just barely dealt with this job.

On the second floor of the Sibei Building, Old Wang looked at the crowded street with his head, stroking his beard and closing his mouth from ear to ear.

His location here is the best, upstairs he can have a clear view of the Dali Temple's Storm Pavilion, so early in the morning, all the private rooms and scattered tables were booked out.

Just this day, the little old man can earn a thousand taels of silver without saying anything... What is getting rich overnight, and what is making money every day?

This is.

If in the past, someone said that he could earn 100 taels a day, he would have scolded others for teasing himself.

Now some people say that he can earn 100 taels of silver a day, but he still has to scold people. Cursing people can't see him well, they are cursing him.

As for the fate of this person, who can say for sure?
Having been poor for most of her life, and relying on her own daughter, she gained momentum instead.

Ji Wu, who was on the side, saw a lot of pretty ladies today, and felt his mouth was dry at this moment, so he brought a pot of tea for himself from downstairs.

"Godfather, what was the scene of Bianjing back then?"

Old Wang smiled and said: "It's about the same, but Bianjing is bigger than Lin'an, and there should be more people."

"Hey, there are more than now!"

Only then did he notice that he pointed the mouth of the pot at his mouth, and Old Wang slapped him on the head:
"How dare you kid! There is water in the backyard and I don't know how to drink it. Do you know how expensive this tea is?!"

Seeing that he was still a little wronged, the old Wangtou scolded again:

"What kind of chaff does wild boar eat! This is for my son-in-law. Go scoop water and drink it by yourself, don't waste it!

This thing is Xianglin tea from Tianzhu Xianglin Cave under Lingyin Temple. I heard from the tea master that some tea sage wrote about it.

The old Wangtou spent a lot of money to buy half a catty after he talked about it. He originally thought that he would use it to entertain the uncle when the elder sister returned home.

But who knows, just met such a good thing.

Hearing that it was reserved for his brother-in-law, Ji Wu laughed, and wiped the mouth of the pot with his sleeve, making Old Wang shake his head.

"Godfather, you said Prime Minister Qin... Bah, is it possible that Qin Hui has suffered this time because of our brother-in-law's ability?"

After hearing this, Old Wangtou immediately fell into deep thought, and didn't even notice the people behind him.

"It's very possible that my uncle is the magistrate of Lin'an Prefecture after all. Although his official position is not as high as Qin Hui's, he is very popular among officials."

"You know that our Emperor Taizong was the prefect of Kaifeng in the past, and speaking of it, his position is not too different from that of my son-in-law."

Ji Wu's eyes widened: "Godfather, do you mean that my brother-in-law might become emperor?"

Old Wangtou had just snatched the teapot from Ji Wu's hand, and was so frightened that he almost dropped it on the ground. This time he couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed loudly:
"I will die on your rotten mouth one day!"

Only then did Ji Wu realize that his brother-in-law's surname is Xin and not Zhao, how could he be the emperor.

It's just strange, it's been more than a month, no matter how busy the business is, it's time for Wang Chan to go back to her mother's house.

The laughter came from behind, and the two looked together, only to realize that several people had already arrived at some point.

The dwarf at the head...Ji Wu always felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Clearing his throat, he didn't know if this person had listened to Ji Wu's crazy words, so the old Wang nodded and said:

"There is no place left, everyone please find another place."

The dwarf cupped his hands: "Shopkeeper, the word 'wealth' is what you look for when you open a door for business. Today, your home is in the best location. Please help me figure out a way. I'll just pay more."

Hearing what he said, Old Wang paused and said:
"What the guest officer said is reasonable, but I don't know which room you have chosen. The little old man can go and talk to you."

"But let's start with our ugly words. If people don't agree, we can't do anything about it. After all, we have to come first, first come first."

The dwarf clapped the folding fan in his hand: "It should be so!"

As he said that, he began to look at the Sibei Tower... and soon made his choice:

"The one upstairs that is back to the sun... Thank you for your hard work."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Old Wang just shook his head:

"It's easy to say, that room won't work."

"Why not?"

"No, no, no, the guest officer must choose another private room, or choose another restaurant."

Turning his eyes, the dwarf took down the palm-sized bag from his waist, shook an ingot of gold onto his hand, and handed it to the old Wang:

"So feasible?"

The old Wang didn't speak, Ji Wu had already stood up:

"You birdman can't understand! I have already told you that it is no good, why are you still selling money?"

"It's just such a small amount of money..." He looked at the gold and couldn't help swallowing, "I'm ashamed to pretend to be a nobleman. I'll see if I can bear you!"

Hearing Ji Wu's scolding, the dwarf seemed to remember something, his face turned red and turned pale, and he swallowed his breath after a while.

There is no reason why you can't get along with money, the old Wangtou persuaded again:

"If the guest officer doesn't dislike it, there is still an attic on the top... But it was agreed in advance that my second child will be with you for a while. If you can't accept it, then there is really no other way."

The dwarf sighed softly: "Then I will follow your arrangement."

The old Wangtou led them up the stairs, took a step out, and remembered something, took the pot of tea with him, sent the tea in when he passed the third floor, and then withdrew and came out.

Instead, the dwarf saw the people in the bakery and said with a smile:

"Is that your son-in-law? Is this the magistrate of Lin'an Prefecture?"

Speaking of this, the old Wangtou couldn't help being proud: "The guest officer is also a person with good eyesight, and he really sees well."

The dwarf shook his head: "Shopkeeper, I heard that Xin Ciying is your Jinshi for the second year of Zhenghe."

"indeed."

"The second year of Zhenghe was almost 30 years ago. Judging by his age...he is really talented. He has been reading since he was born."

Old Wang's body froze, and many questions came to his mind in the past few days.

But he forced a smile and said: "Perhaps the little old man misheard, misunderstood... already arrived, I will ask someone to bring you some tea and food in a while, just wait."

The attic is really very small, there are seven or eight of them, and there is not even a place to stand when they come in.

The only good thing is that if you look down from the window over there, you can have a panoramic view of the scene below.

Even so, there was still a person lying down by the window, thinking that the shopkeeper said that there must be Xiaoer with him, the dwarf endured and endured, knowing what the situation was like today, he finally restrained himself.

"Hey……"

He put his hands on Wang Xiaoer's shoulders: "Go to the side and make room."

Wang Xiaoer glanced at him, and gave way impatiently.

He has a heavy responsibility today... After all, only a small number of people can see Dali Temple, and more than half of the people can't see it.

So as long as there is any situation here, he has to run downstairs immediately to tell everyone about the Dali Temple.

Three gongs sounded, and the street, which was full of people, was silent for a moment, and then enthusiastic shouts broke out.

it has started!

Although Lin'an is hot in June, no one seems to notice it.

The gate opened by Dali Temple is fine, the several trees planted outside the courtyard wall are already full of people at this time, the Taixue is close here, and even the students of the Taixue have forgotten the elegance, the big tree on the attic The walls of the upper courtyard are densely packed with human heads.

This grand occasion is really something that many people have never seen in their lives.

The Minister of Dali Temple was very irritable on Wednesday. I don't know what it looks like with such an unruly behavior by the officials!

But irritability is irritability, who would dare to disobey this king of Jie and Zhou now?
He can really kill!

The courtyard was full of ministers...According to the emperor's order, all officials of the seventh rank and above have to come to watch the punishment today; and although it is located in Dali Temple, the former prime minister has never been interrogated, until now Well, the big guy still doesn't know what crime he is charged with.

If it's about seeking peace...the peace talks have already been decided, if it's about something else...except for treason, why is the dignified prime minister doing this?

There is no charge, so there is no verdict. The supervisor is the new third secretary, Hu Quan. He does not have as many words as other supervisors, although he has a lot to say.

Three years ago, Shangshu begged to kill Qin Hui. Who would have thought that it would really come true one day.

Throwing the token, the bearded man shouted with all his might:

"Execution!"

It was only at this time that Qin Hui was dragged up... It was indeed a drag, he ate and drank well in the past month, he was never neglected, and he even gained some weight.

At a certain moment, he even wondered if the emperor had changed his mind and wanted to imprison himself for the rest of his life.

It wasn't until just now, when the messenger from Dali Temple came, that he knew...it wasn't.

Although he also wanted to maintain a bit of dignity, especially after seeing so many people, many of them were old faces.

But thinking of what he was going to suffer next, he really didn't have the strength to stand up.

When they got to the execution platform in the middle, Qin Hui looked at these people in a daze.

There are those who wanted to curry favor with themselves in the past but couldn't find it, some climbed to high positions step by step by themselves, and many were released and returned.

And now, they are all staring at themselves.

Especially those who have a deep relationship with him, their faces are full of righteous indignation at this time, on the contrary, most of their political opponents frowned.

Qin Hui felt a little funny.

As the first prime minister of the Song Dynasty to end up with such a public execution, not even Cai Jing, not even Zhang Bangchang, who was made emperor by the Jin people, did not enjoy such treatment.

It can be seen that the emperor hated Qin Hui deeply and hated Qin Hui extremely.

Forcibly cheering up, Qin Hui squeezed out some strength.

I am a slave of the people of the Kingdom of Jin, so what are these people who rely on their own wealth and glory?
They are their own slaves!
How can there be any reason for a master to show cowardice in front of his slaves?

Qin Hui looked at Hu Quan from a distance:

"If you want to kill, kill it, why should you be afraid of it!"

"Hurry up and have a good time! What crime did I commit? Wait until I see the first emperor, so I, Qin Hui, can ask him for clarification!"

"Where's the official family? Why isn't the official family here? Could it be that you feel ashamed and dare not see someone?!"

With a straight back, it really looks like he is not afraid of death.

"This old boy dares to speak hard! Smash him!"

"Dog day's random fart, it stinks!"

"Traitor Qin Hui! Such brazenness, I'll scrape your face and paste it on the city wall!"

……

I don't know who started it, a bunch of rotten vegetable leaves were wrapped into a ball, like snowflakes falling from the sky, and smashed into the courtyard of Dali Temple densely.

Those with more money threw out rotten eggs that had been marinated for ten months.

Nothing, so he picked up the courtyard wall of Dali Temple, and really asked him to pick out a brick...

Such an offensive made the faces of all the servants in the yard change drastically in fright, and they all hid in disorder.

After being attacked several times, Qin Hui still kept his mouth shut:

"Wait for the troublemakers! Know what important family and country affairs are!"

Staring at this: "It's time to kill! The staff is responsible for eighty!"

Looking at that one again: "I am wholeheartedly for the country, Zhu Zi'an dares!"

Fortunately, someone threw the egg correctly and threw the egg into his mouth, which made the old man shut up and vomit uncontrollably.

I felt sorry for the policeman on the side, who couldn't hide, and suffered many attacks with him.

Before the punishment started, it had to be suspended... Hu Quan spoke to Zhao Mi, and the latter sent additional imperial troops to watch.

In this way, another incense stick was wasted.

When the scene was gradually brought under control, Qin Hui was still relentless:

"Do it! Do it!"

Now, perhaps, the most fleshy time of his life, and the last time.

Hu Quan waved his hand, and the police officers on both sides started to move.

snort!
Qin Hui closed his eyes, just waiting for them to kick him down, followed by the knife in the neck.

I just waited for a while, but I was still standing, but...

He opened his eyes and saw that the messenger had taken off his handcuffs and shackles, he was puzzled:
"Hu Quan, what do you mean!"

Hu Quan ignored him, and soon, he would know.

After tying it to the "big" character pillar of the execution platform, Qin Hui... or everyone, suddenly understood something.

Not beheading, but...

Ling Chi, or zhé punishment?

The sense of fear in his heart continued to spread, Qin Hui looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, the old man slumped a piece of cloth, and all the knives the size of a palm were hanging on it.

The expression on his face had been squeezed out of shape, and Qin Hui became stuttering:

"Hu... Hu Quan, I want to see the official, I want to see the official!"

"You can't...you can't do this, I am the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty!"

"Hu Quan! This is your own assertion, you are deceiving the emperor!"

Looking at the people below again, it doesn't matter who they are:
"My lords save me, my lords save me!"

"I want to see the official!"

No one paid attention to him, apart from the humming of cicadas, he was the only voice on the scene.

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　　I'll try to send a big chapter, and pull the uniform setting. Only after the uniform setting is high can I recommend it. Thank you for your understanding.

　　There are friends who are going to take the college entrance examination, and there are friends who have someone in the family who is going to take the college entrance examination. I wish you all the titles on the gold list and get into the school you are satisfied with and like.

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