Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 202
It took Xin Yi a long time to realize that he meant to come over for dinner at night when he was free.

She raised her eyebrows amusedly. Looking at the back of Fu Jiuqu leaving in a hurry, she inexplicably felt that this guy was a little bit cute.

"Mother!" San Nian ran out from behind the curtain, grabbed her hand, and laughed with crooked eyes, "What shall we have for dinner?"

Xin Yi: "..."

San Nian looked up at her, "Uncle Fu is here to eat, mother wants to cook herself?"

Xin Yi slapped the little girl's head lightly, and rubbed it like a puppy, "Where are you hiding?"

Sannian pointed to the curtain of the corridor window, and smiled, "Uncle Fu hasn't seen our Jiaojiao and Mimi, nor have you seen Mother's secret base. Mother, Uncle Fu is here at night, we will take him Would you like to go and see?"

Xin Yi looked at the little girl who was entertaining herself and full of fantasies, the corners of her tightly pursed mouth finally turned up.

"Ghost, fine. As long as he is willing, he can see whatever he wants."

San Nian opened her mouth wide in shock, "What if he wants to see Mother?"

Xin Yi pinched her face, "Then I'll give you to him."

"Ah, don't! I want to follow my mother and marry with my mother, hee hee."

"To shut up!"

"I can't close it, Sambo's mouth is too cute."

"..."

Xin Yi picked up the child, thumped downstairs and handed it into the hands of his lover, strode out, and went straight to the execution ground...

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What Du Zhongqing was involved in was a murder case. Most of the people who were watching knew that this case was related to the disappearance and death of Wen Zi and other young girls.

Most of the people have justice in their hearts. When Xin Yi caught up with the prison car, the group was about to arrive at the execution ground. Fruit peels and melons were thrown everywhere on the prison car. Everyone in the crowd scolded him for his death, and no one sympathized...

Hu Man had already calmed down, she didn't see Xin Yi standing in the crowd, face down, like a dead person.

The scorching sun shone on the back of her neck, which was a piece of white skin. On Human's body, there were not many such clean and complete skins.

But at this moment, Du Zhongqing, the chief culprit who caused her to become like this, was by her side, less than three feet away from her.

Across the two prison cars and the escorted crowd, Du Zhongqing drooped his eyelids in a daze, resigned to fate.

Today's Supervisor and Execution Officer is Zhang Yaozhuo, a direct scholar of the Kaifeng Mansion and a direct scholar of Longtu Pavilion. Besides Fu Jiuqu, there are also several officials from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment who are sitting with him.

At this moment, the executioners were already seated, each with their own expressions on the execution platform under the scorching sun.

Fu Jiuqu was the youngest person on the execution platform, his official uniform made him handsome and slender, his cold brows were capable and steady, he was not inferior to those elders at all, sitting among the officials was like a proud plum blossom, Very outstanding.

"Leading criminals - Du Zhongqing, Hu Man!"

The long sound passed high and high, resounding through the court.

Xin Yi was standing just facing the sun, she squinted her eyes, moved to the side, and when she raised her eyes, she met Fu Jiuqu's gaze.

King Guangling saw her.

Xin Yi pursed his lips, looked at the soft light in Fu Jiuqu's thick ink-like eyes, and slightly pursed his lips into a smile as a greeting to him, then quickly moved his eyes away.

The prisoners were escorted from the prison van to the execution platform, and the crowd watching the beheading became louder.

A man in an official robe stepped forward and yelled loudly.

"quiet!"

"quiet!"

The surrounding voices gradually weakened and gradually became quieter.

The prison officer began to describe the crimes committed by the criminal according to the script. Xin Yi listened carefully, and it was probably similar to what Fu Jiuqu said. The words were concise and just a few sentences, which is not surprising.

The strange thing is that the prison officer paused and announced it in public.

"The criminals in the second case committed a lot of crimes, the criminals killed, and death is not a pity...Now the government has submitted a report to the court, and will be sentenced to death in the execution ground today."

Ling late?

There was a lot of noise.

There are five types of punishment in Song Dynasty-the cane stick and the death.However, the death penalty is generally only hanged and beheaded. During Zhenzong's reign, Ling Chi was rejected twice, which is equivalent to abolishing it. Until now, the Zhao official family is in power. In the ninth year of Tiansheng, because of the vicious case of "killing people to sacrifice ghosts" in Jinghu, Zhao Zhencai In anger, he issued an imperial edict to "cut him down in a short time" on the head of the case.

Since then, the punishment of Ling Chi has been restored, opening the way for this kind of torture.

Ling Chi is the death penalty, but Zhao Zhen is the benevolent king.For so many years, it has only been used twice, both to deter the most vicious people, and Zhao Zhen also personally ordered to restrict officials from arbitrarily using torture.

This time, Ling Chi is going to be used for this incense shopkeeper and this unknown accomplice?

Unexpectedly, everyone present was in an uproar.

Xin Yi couldn't help clenching his fists. Amidst the excited discussion of the crowd, his heart almost jumped into his throat...

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously turning his fingers on the jade plate, his sharp eyes seemed to be stained with a blood-like luster under the warm sun.

"Master Zhang, the hour is almost here!"

Zhang Yaozhuo's mouth was tightly pursed, and he remained silent all the time. It was someone else who said the criminal name and roll call.

Hearing Fu Jiuqu's voice, he raised his head to look at the sun, then squinted at the clock used for timekeeping, straightened his official hat, and coughed lightly.

"Executioner, prepare for punishment!"

The calm voice echoed in the sunlight. Two executioners who had already prepared came out from the left side of the execution platform. They carried a vermilion lacquer tray in their hands and walked towards Du Zhongqing and Hu Man in the middle of the execution platform. There were still two extra bowls of spirits in the sun, red as if dripping blood, and even those eyes were glowing with a terrifying and excited light.

Death is the final destination of man.

Many people are not afraid of death, but no one is not afraid of tragic death.

Ling Chi's cruelty is a thousand times more terrifying than killing him with a knife?
The height of the execution platform is less than ten feet.

When the executioner came, the crowd in the audience rushed to the front of the stage, for fear of missing the excitement.

The Imperial Army lined up in front, separating the crowd.

Xin Yi moved passively with the crowd and was pushed to the front by the excited crowd.

"Swipe..."

"Swipe brush..."

Two powerful men picked up the thin blade from the tray, and gently scratched it on a small whetstone.

I don't know if it was to create fear, but the sound of brushing into my ears made goosebumps come out, and the eardrum felt as uncomfortable as if it was pierced by a blade...

Xin Yi raised his chin, staring at the execution blade.

So thin, so sharp...

It seems that it is not impossible to make a finer scalpel...

Her thoughts were a little far away, and she didn't notice that anyone on the execution platform was looking at her.Look at the way she stared at the scalpel in a daze and forgot to be afraid...

"It's [-]:[-] noon, execution!"

A beheaded Zhu stick fell to the ground and flicked on the spot, making a crisp sound.

The torture before the execution was long enough, but neither Du Zhongqing nor Hu Man made a sound. I don’t know if they were frightened or desperate enough to give up. Next, I can't see half of the expression.

Until the executioner stood up, sprayed a mouthful of spirits on the knife, and slowly approached them.

"Ah!" Hooman cried out first.

Her voice was already hoarse, and she was a bit more dilapidated than when she was parading through the street, but she didn't want to break free, but yelled at Du Zhongqing frantically.

Two soldiers pinned her down.

Her upper body was prostrate on the ground, her eyes widened, her face desperate and terrified.

An executioner also approached Du Zhongqing, tore off the death sign with his name written on his back, pulled off his clothes, and aimed the knife at his face...

Compared with Hu Man, Du Zhongqing is calmer.

He also saw the screaming Human, the executioner's knife, and the scars on Human's hands after his clothes were ripped off...

Du Zhongqing's eyes turned red.

Once, he was also an executioner.

The woman struggling and screaming in his hands was Human.

There was silence all around.

All eyes were on the executioner's knife.

Xin Yi also held her breath. She remembered that Fu Jiuqu said that Hu Man deserved to die for his crimes. Why did this happen?Once executed, is there room for maneuver?

Du Zhongqing slowly closed his eyes.

"Pfft!" The executioner took another sip of spirits and sprayed it on the knife, and then Human who fell on the ground was pulled up.

The blade in his hand stuck to Human's ugly skin...

"Don't!" Du Zhongqing suddenly opened his eyes, "Don't, don't kill her. It has nothing to do with her... This case has nothing to do with her..."

He struggled to crawl forward, with a panicked growl on his mouth, a look of loss of consciousness and helplessness on his face, but his eyes were rare and bright.

Snapped!A slap on Du Zhongqing's face.

He was dragged back again.

Zhang Yaozhuo's face darkened, "What is the executioner doing? Execution soon!?"

"Yes."

There were roars on the execution platform, including Du Zhongqing's yelling and Hu Man's sobbing. The two looked at each other's eyes, piercing their hearts.

"I say. I say anything!"

(End of this chapter)