Established a thousand-year family from the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 28 Conquering the Jianren ([-])

Two months later
Cold
Silvermoon Harbor

Silver Moon Plaza
Although there was snow falling from the sky, it did not freeze on the ground. During the daytime, the sky was suspended, and under the warm sun, the people of Yinyuegang gathered in the square.

"My lord, I don't dare to sell private salt anymore, please forgive me, woo woo woo—"

A Han Chinese sea salt vendor was tied to a wooden frame. His head was already covered with a thick layer of snow, and his whole body was shaking. It was because of the cold, but more because of the fear of death.

At this time, Wang Chong, the second bedroom of the Wang family, walked up to the stone platform with a wooden frame, holding a piece of silk full of words in his hand, and read to the people in the audience: "The merchant Zhu Yu violated my Liaodong Wang family's respect for all the people in the village. According to the government's ban on salt, the sea salt was sold to the Jianren tribe without authorization, which destroyed the sea salt blockade strategy of our Wangjiazhuang since the ancestor Wang Kang's time. Now all the evidence of the crime has been collected, and the execution will be executed in Yinyue Square today, as an example to others!"

After finishing speaking, he asked the merchant Zhu Yu again: "Zhu Yu, do you have any objection to the crime of smuggling sea salt to the Jianren tribe without authorization?"

"I, I smuggled all naturalized Jianren. I didn't smuggle to other Jianren tribes. I am wronged!!! Woooooo—" Zhu Yu was still struggling for the last time.

however……

"Nonsense! He clearly smuggled the sea salt to other Jianren tribes, and he is also the Nuolan tribe in the Jianren tribe who has repeatedly fought against the royal family of Liaodong!" At this time, a man with a Jianren appearance wearing a gorgeous Hanfu On stage, after some rebuttals, he yelled at Zhu Yu again: "Damn salt dealer! If you hadn't smuggled sea salt to Nuo Lan's department, Nuo Lan's department would have had no strength to fight because they had no salt to eat, and Nuo Lan's department had no energy to fight , I will not fail, it is because of you that my [-] army was defeated by the Nuolan people."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to slap Zhu Yu's face a few times.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Chong stopped the slapping behavior of the man in Chinese clothes, and looked at him with some disdain.

The man in Chinese clothes was named Wang Anke, a Sinicized Jianren, and also the agent of the Jianren supported by the Liaodong royal family, assisting the Liaodong royal family to govern the Jianren tribes.

However, just two months ago, Wang Anke, who had the upper hand, was too confident in the war. The whole army was dispatched so that he forgot that he had no guards around him. , more than 2000 coalition warriors were in a mess because there was no commander in command, and they collapsed in a short time, surrendering to Nuo Lan's troops one after another.

Wang Anke, who fled alone, did not dare to go back to her tribe, and ran directly to Wangjiazhuang for help.

"My lord, is the execution to begin?"

Wang Chong put away the silk, and respectfully asked Wang Taihao who was sitting on another high platform, his voice was very loud.

Over the past few years, Wang Taihao's position in the Wang family has become more and more stable, especially after a large number of serfs were captured in the Qi and Jiaodong countries. The Wang family's children have already convinced the new patriarch. Wang Chong knows that the situation is over, and it is meaningless to continue to fight for power , So he changed his previous attitude of not cooperating, and turned to fully support and even please Wang Taihao.

"Ah."

Wang Taihao just nodded, his voice was dull, only a few maids around him, his concubine Lan Er, and the eldest son Wang Changzhi next to Lan Er could hear it.

As the head of the family, it is natural not to be indecent to yell, even if the servants around him are yelling, it is also indecent.

After hearing Wang Taihao's answer, the maids waved a green flag.

Wang Chong on the opposite side immediately understood what it meant when he saw the green flag.

Since the ancestor Wang Kang's time, in order to solve the difficulty of communicating too far away, semaphore communication was adopted.

A green flag means agreement, a red flag means rejection, a yellow flag means hesitation, and a blue flag means you can do what you want.

Although he couldn't hear Wang Taihao's "hmm", through the waving green flag, Wang Chong already understood what to do, so he ordered to the two servants of the Wang family on the stage: "Execution! Salt punishment!"

The so-called salt punishment is one of the [-] tortures improved by the ancestor Wang Kang, and it is specially used to punish all kinds of enemies who oppose the royal family of Liaodong.

"No! Don't!!! My lord, please put me to death! Please behead me and show it to the public! Please divide me into pieces! I don't want to be punished with salt! Ah!!!"

Hearing the salt punishment, Zhu Yu, a private salt dealer, screamed hysterically in fright. He struggled violently. A lot of snow fell from his head, and a lot of urine and excrement flowed out from his buttocks, which immediately made the execution platform stink.

However, the servants didn't care about his screams and begging for mercy. There were even a few highly skilled doctors on the execution platform, ready to save the victim and ensure that he could enjoy the entire punishment process and not die prematurely.

Various exciting medicinal materials were also prepared on the execution platform, as well as medicinal materials that relieve pain and delay blood loss.

If the prisoner is about to die of pain, reduce his pain and let him suffer for a longer time, so as not to die directly from the pain. The medicinal materials that slow down the bleeding are to make the prisoner suffer longer. It was painful and excited at the same time.

The servants used burning daggers to gently cut Zhu Yu's skin from his chest, and slowly peeled off the skin. During this process, the highly skilled doctor was still stopping Zhu Yu's bleeding and slowing down his death.

Then, another servant slowly sprinkled sea salt on the flesh of the ripped belly.

"what!!!!"

"what!!!!!"

Zhu Yu was in excruciating pain, as if he was about to die from pain.

"Quick, relieve his pain!" Wang Chong ordered quickly.

The doctor at the side hurriedly sprinkled painkilling powder on Zhu Yu's flesh and blood.

Finally, Zhu Yu came back to life from the gate of hell, but saw that the servants had finished spreading the salt, and the doctor was still rubbing the exciting powder on his place.

Afterwards, Zhu Yu felt that it was about to burst, and wished he could go to the flower building to have fun now. At the same time, the maids were sewing his skin up with needles and threads. inside the skin.

Gradually, the effect of the painkiller powder passed quickly, and it only took a few breaths, and Zhu Yu once again felt a strong pain from the depths of his flesh and blood.

"what!!!!!"

The servants loosened the ropes from his hands, but still bound his feet so that he could not move.

Feeling pain, itching and excitement in his body, Zhu Yu went completely insane on the penalty platform, crazily scratching his newly sealed belly with both hands until his flesh was bloody, and finally died in a scream of pain.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The servants brought some wild dogs and ordered them to eat up the private salt dealer who had been executed.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people in Yinyue Port, under the watchful eyes of many servants, maids, soldiers, princes, tenant farmers, serfs, craftsmen, fishermen, etc., the punishment for the private salt dealers is considered to be over.

After the punishment was over, Wang Taihao smiled at his eldest son Wang Changzhi with satisfaction and said, "Zhi'er, father is going to fight against the tribes of Jianren. Wait for your father to triumph, okay?"

"Good~"

The little boy Wang Changzhi, who was only five or six years old, was wearing a fur coat to keep warm. One little hand was held by his mother Laner, and the other little hand was red from the snow.

And beside Wang Changzhi, there was a boy one year younger than him, also looking at him.

This little boy is Zhang Long's son, named Zhang Cigong, who played very well with Wang Changzhi since he was a child.

(End of this chapter)