Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 563

After Ning Wan, I was finally taken to the execution ground.

Ning Wan and my people will naturally be taken to the execution ground.

However, when Ning Wan and I saw my people being executed, he didn't feel so sad.

Ning Wan, I am more cruel than Fan Wencheng, or I am a smaller person, otherwise I would not have suggested that Jianlu kill all the Han people outside Beijing before leaving Beijing.

It is enough to see that Ning Wan, I have no feelings for human life.

Therefore, even if he watched his family members be executed at this time, he would remain indifferent, even if he was touched in his heart, he would not show it.

Ning Wan, I just laugh now, laughing like crazy, he knows that he will be executed, but because of this, he knows that he will finally get rid of it.

Ning Wan, I never thought that I would fail. He always thought he was the smartest strategist.

But now Da Ming's comeback has dealt him a heavy blow.

He is completely desperate for himself now, he just wants to die now.

As for the infamy behind him, even leaving it on the inscription for future generations to continue insulting, he doesn't care now.

After Ning finished, I stretched out my hand in a daze, and watched the executioner put on white gloves, even covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth, and took out a sharp knife with a pointed white hat, which looked like he was killing someone. Bai Wuchang.

Ning Wan, I didn't expect that the executioner in charge of Ling Chi's criminals still had such rules, but he had to admit that the executioner would inexplicably add a sense of white fear to criminals like him.

When the executioner touched his fat and oily skin with the gleaming blade of the executioner, Ning Wan couldn't help shivering from the biting coldness.

He felt more and more that the executioner in front of him, wearing a white hat, white gloves and a white mask, looked like a ghost, like Bai Wuchang who claimed his life.

After Ning Wan, I couldn't help but think of the underworld. He didn't know if he would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell after his death. He didn't know if the emperor of Ming Dynasty had the final say in hell.

When the executioner held my chest with his white-gloved hand and began to knead to explore the distribution of muscles and bones, I was already trembling. When he saw the sharp knife point fall on the When he touched his skin and just made a cut, he couldn't help but grimace, wanting to beg for mercy.

The bone-piercing pain hit me like a sea wave, and I could only use my eyes to convey how regretful I was for going to the Qing dynasty.

Han thief!

It turned out that being a traitor would have such consequences.

It turns out that Ling Chi is really not as simple as what he said casually.

Ning Wan and I were finally delayed by [-] knives, which was only [-] knives less than the Manchu and Qing royal nobles Azig and others.

But the Han people in the entire Beijing city didn't feel that this was too cruel. They even felt that this was relatively light, compared with the pain these people brought to themselves.

Jianlu in the entire Beijing city and Han Bannermen who took refuge in Jianlu were all executed, followed by the former Ming officials who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

There are not many of these people.

But the most typical ones are Chen Mingxia and Sun Zhixie.

Chen Mingxia is still kowtowing to the people entering the city outside the Yongding Gate in Beijing, saying that he is a traitor.

On this day, when Yuan Jixian arraigned Chen Mingxia.

Chen Mingxia still knelt down to Yuan Jixian reflexively, kowtowed and saluted: "I am Chen Mingxia, I am a big traitor!"

Yuan Jixian smiled slightly: "I know you are a traitor, or a traitor, Chen Mingxia, tell me, how did you become a traitor, did you tell Dorgon that my Majesty Zhu Youjian, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, should be punished with a thousand swords?" Cut to death?"

"I'm Chen Mingxia, I'm a big traitor, haha, I'm Chen Mingxia, I'm a big traitor!"

Chen Mingxia seemed to be stupefied now, when Yuan Jixian asked him, he only insisted on admitting that he was a big traitor, and even smiled stupidly after he finished speaking, his eyes were colorless, and he seemed to be crazy.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Jixian thought he was crazy, so he hurried over and covered his nose, took a gun from a guard soldier, picked up Chen Mingxia's dirty face, and looked at it for a long time.

The Guards soldier's eyes showed displeasure, and he thought that his favorite gun was so dirty that he had to wash it to clean it.

But Chen Mingxia suddenly rushed towards Yuan Jixian, howled like a mad dog, and drooled: "A traitor, I am a traitor, you are a traitor, we are all traitors, hey, everyone is a traitor !"

"Isn't it really crazy?" Wei Binlin, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, couldn't help asking at this time.

Yuan Jixian also became suspicious, and hurriedly shouted: "Chen Mingxia!"

Chen Mingxia simply fell to the ground and stared blankly.

"Go send a doctor and show him." Yuan Jixian had no choice but to terminate the interrogation.

After a while, a doctor came to take Chen Mingxia's pulse, but the doctor vomited first, and spit out a mouthful of filth on Chen Mingxia's face.

"You bastard, who told you to vomit on me, pull it down and beat me to death!"

Chen Mingxia originally wanted to pretend to be crazy to avoid being interrogated and criticized, but he didn't expect the doctor to vomit on him as soon as he came.

Chen Mingxia jumped up instinctively, pointing at the doctor and cursing.

But it was only after he scolded him that he realized that he was cheating.

But the doctor explained with some fear: "Forgive me, gentlemen, this person is really too dirty and smelly, and the smell of feces and urine is too strong, and Xiaomin couldn't help it for a while, and it made his stomach feel nauseous."

"It's okay, you go down and reward him with five silver dollars, you did a good job."

Yuan Jixian smiled and looked at Chen Mingxia, whose face was full of filth, "It's pretty good, Chen Baishi, why don't you continue to pretend."

"Well, Mr. Ji Tong, everyone used to be ministers of the same dynasty, and even sang poems, so you have the heart to watch them humiliate me as a scholar?"

Chen Mingxia knew Yuan Jixian, and also knew that Yuan Jixian was once a well-known figure in the literary world, so seeing that pretending to be crazy was not enough, he began to befriend him.

"You are a traitor of the Han Dynasty, and I am a minister of Ming Dynasty. What dynasty and minister are you with? Now take him out to be criticized and interrogated by representatives from all walks of life in the city! There must be no mistakes!"

When Yuan Jixian said this, Chen Mingxia suddenly jumped up and cursed: "Okay Yuan Jitong, you are a despicable and shameless villain, you are in the company of warriors, you help the tyrants, and kill Confucian scholars. You are not worthy of being a child of Confucius and Mencius, you must not Terrible!"

"The Han thief Chen Mingxia humiliated Daming for no reason, the censor of the left capital, the minister of the Ministry of punishment, and the official minister of Dali Temple, plus Lingchi [-] knives!"

Yuan Jixian only said this.

Chen Mingxia couldn't help being even angrier when he obeyed: "You bastard!"

"Another five hundred knives!"

Yuan Jixian only said this again.

"You are threatening me, don't think that I, Chen Mingxia, will beg you, a shameless villain!"

Chen Mingxia roared angrily.

"Another five hundred knives!"

Chen Mingxia was silent, he really wanted to ask how much the Emperor Zhu You of the Ming Dynasty sentenced him.

(End of this chapter)