Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 430 Public Trial of Hong Chengchou

At this time, Hong Chengchou was still receiving labor in a sulfuric acid factory in Jiangning Town.

The content of his work is to pour high-concentration green vitriol oil, which is the purified product of concentrated sulfuric acid, into a special tank.

This kind of work is simple.

But if you are not careful, you will leak this highly corrosive liquid on your hands or feet.

Or accidentally smashed the jar and let concentrated sulfuric acid spilled on himself.

Once this will cause the body to be directly carbonized.

But Hong Chengchou was lucky, except for one thumb that was as black as coal, the other parts were still intact.

This is also the reason why he has always been cautious in doing things.

This personality is also particularly suitable for this kind of high-risk work.

Hong Chengchou is now only wearing a white cotton jacket with his shoulders exposed. Except for the fact that his general belly shows his status as either rich or noble in the past, there is basically no difference between him and the labor prisoners present.

Hong Chengchou has always shown others here with the expression that others owe him money.

Naturally, with disheveled hair, there are no servants serving him familiarly.

Behind Hong Chengchou, according to the usual practice, there was a guard soldier by his side, and there were two supervisors.

The soldiers of the Guards only supervise whether he will escape and commit suicide, and the supervisor is responsible for other matters.

Once Hong Chengchou was a little lazy, the supervisor would whip him up with a whip.

The whip dipped in salt water hit the sweaty back under the poisonous sun, which made Hong Chengchou scream on the spot.

At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, to die as soon as possible.

But he couldn't commit suicide by himself, and there were people watching him all the time, so it was not easy for him to commit suicide, even if he tried to go on a hunger strike, he would be brutally opened his teeth and poured white porridge into it.

The overseers are all soldiers sent here as overseers for violating discipline.

Everyone was in a bad mood at first, but now they can deal with a traitor who was a high-ranking official in the Qing Dynasty. Naturally, they actively tortured Hong Chengchou in various ways, and they could also improve their self-confidence by abusing Hong Chengchou, so that They feel that they are at least more respectable than the traitors, so the more they abuse Hong Chengchou, the more enjoyable they are.

"You bastard, traitor, why are you still sitting here, keep working for me!"

One of the supervisors passed by with a whip, and another blood-red scar was added to Hong Chengchou's fat face.

"Yes, yes, Master Jiu, the little one will work now."

Hong Chengchou's heart was broken. He thought more than once that if history could repeat itself, he would rather commit suicide after Songjin's defeat than to experience the taste of that Mongolian woman, and then be murdered to get the current situation.

At this time, a school lieutenant from Dongchang, an official from the Criminal Department, and a military policeman from the Military Law Department of the Grand Marshal's Mansion came with guns, and the official from the Criminal Department immediately read out the order:

"Immediately take Hong Chengchou, a class-A war criminal, to stand trial!"

Almost every four or five days, Hong Chengchou would be brought back to Nanjing for trial.

The so-called trial is actually not a trial but a criticism.

Hong Chengchou himself needs to kneel on the public trial platform temporarily transformed from the execution ground at Taipingmen.

The entire public trial was presided over by Gao Zhuo, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Chen Chunde, Zuodu Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Jin Xuan, Zhengqing of Dali Temple, Wang Chengen, Admiral of Dongchang, and He Xin, Chief of the Military Law Department of the Generalissimo's Mansion, were jurors.

However, it was everyone in Daming who participated in the interrogation of Hong Chengchou.

Both bureaucrats, scholars and traffickers can line up to enter a chair in the center of the public trial platform to interrogate Hong Chengchou.

Hong Chengchou knelt in front of the interrogators for interrogation.

And Hong Chengchou now has signs such as "Big Han 0 Traitors", "Great Traitor", "No. [-] Running Dog of the Manchu Qing Dynasty", "No. [-] Scum of the Han People", "Unworthy of the Surname Hong".

Basically, after each interrogator interrogates Hong Chengchou, once Hong Chengchou admits a title, he will be hung with a wooden sign with such a title.

If you don't admit it, the interrogators will continue to question and even kick you.

At first Hong Chengchou would still resist.

Later, he just knelt obediently in front of the interrogator, and he admitted what the interrogator said he was.

"Hong Chengchou, although you are a Han Chinese, you are willing to be a Han thief, and even though you are a Han thief, you threaten to massacre the citizens of Kaifeng. Do you think it is true?"

At this time, a passionate scholar came up and pointed at Hong Chengchou's nose and asked.

"Have!"

Hong Chengchou cried, he didn't know when such days would end.

Sometimes he felt that it would be better to stay here than to be in the sulfuric acid factory.

Although he was whipped in the sulfuric acid factory, he would not be scolded by tens of thousands of people.

However, at this time, Gao Zhuo, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, stood up:
"By decree, the trial of Hong Chengchou's case has all been concluded. It is hereby pronounced that Hong Chengchou must pay 0 knives late. The Ministry of Punishment is specially ordered to invite bids for iron shops all over the world. He is willing to use white iron to cast Hong Chengchou's kneeling statues of traitors in Xiaoling Mausoleum in Nanjing and West Lake in Hangzhou." Those waiting for a place can register at the Yingtian Mansion torture chamber after three days."

"My family owns an iron shop. Leave it to us, Lin Ji Iron Shop. We don't need money for Lin Ji Iron Shop!"

"Student Zhou Shiqiang, is willing to offer a thousand catties of white iron to cast a kneeling statue of a traitor outside the Zhengyang Gate. If the common people spit, Zhou is willing to give a penny of silver dollars until the 0 silver dollars are sold out!"

"I, Yang Shi, would like to use 0 silver dollars to collect the saliva of the people to humiliate the image of the big man and the traitor! Only poor Bai Tie is innocent!"

Hong Chengchou wanted to cry at this moment, but he never thought that all the people in the world would hate him so much, let alone let him be infamous for thousands of years, and be reviled by future generations just like Qin Hui.

Hong Chengchou's legs began to tremble, and when he thought about the [-] knives to be tortured, he was completely chilled.

Not only him, but the officials who were watching the situation on the stage of the public trial and the visiting feudal lords also shuddered. Some of them secretly rejoiced that they were still in Daming, and they were also rejoicing that they were even loyal to His Majesty.

At this time, an official in a bullfight uniform suddenly jumped out and knelt on the public trial platform:

"The next official is Li Yongming, the son of Li Fuming, the governor of the left. He is now in charge of thousands of households in Dongchang. Today, he is risking his life to ask the chief officer to punish Hong Chengchou and be reviled by all the people. Then it will be decided by Ling Chi!"

Wang Cheng'en, the admiral of the East Factory, stood up straight away: "Xiao Mingzi, are you crazy, go back to this governor!"

"If you don't go back, my father didn't fight in the Songjin battle that day. If it wasn't for him, Hong Chengchou, how could he have died outside the pass? Now there is no body left. If Hong Chengchou died in the battle, I, Li Yongming, still respect him as a hero. But now he has lost the face of thousands of Han family sons who died in the Songjin battle, if the people don't cast aside him, I am willing to die!"

"Since it is requested by the orphan of the martyr, send someone to pass on the message, yes!"

Zhu Youjian said something from a distance.

After a while, common people passed by Hong Chengchou one after another, day and night. When the execution was executed the next day, Hong Chengchou's sleeves were still wet, and the executioner couldn't help but cover his nose with a cloth.

(End of this chapter)