I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

The winter is noon, and there is a hint of warmth in the cold wind.

After seeing Zhao Wancai off,

Wei Yuan returned to the courtyard to wipe the sweat off his body, and was about to go to the training ground to practice with his halberd.

Two figures came over together.

"Sir!"

Cheng Ren bowed his head and clasped his hands.

"Today at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone in the Lu family will be executed. Liu Xunshi asked me to come and tell you that you need to take the brothers from the military mansion to go there."

"The location is at Caishikou."

Wei Yuan nodded, remembering that Liu Qingdi seemed to have said this last night.

"Are you going to kill them all?"

"No."

Cheng Ren shook his head.

"Today, the main targets of beheading are Lu Qingfeng's family and those evil retainers."

"Since the Lu Mansion was raided yesterday, many people in our yamen have come to seek justice."

"None of those retainers are clean. They have at least killed several people. That's why Lord Liu asked us to behead those retainers together with the Lu family."

"Okay, go back and tell Liu the patrol officer that I will take people there immediately."

"Yes, I will take my leave."

Cheng Ren took a few steps back and then turned to leave.

"Zhang Bao, you let the brothers get fully equipped and then gather at the parade ground. I will talk to them later."

"Yes!"

Wei Yuan scooped a bucket of cold water and drank it, then walked back to his room quickly.

After changing into a clean black military uniform, he walked out with a knife.

...

As the saying goes, good news doesn't go out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles.

In just one night, the people of Lin'an City knew that Lu Qingfeng colluded with demons and that the Lu family was about to be beheaded.

Therefore, today's Caishi Street is extremely lively.

Especially at the street entrance, although the prisoners have not been brought in yet, everyone still surrounds the wooden platform in the middle in three layers.

In the more than 20 years that Lu Qingfeng has been the county magistrate, the people have been miserable.

Every year, he presides over the collection of silver taxes and grains, which are extremely harsh.

What fire consumption is returned to the public, the shower room kicking the bucket are basic operations, and there will be additional sparrow consumption and horse consumption.

Such means of corruption make the already poor people of Lin'an even worse.

But the people dare not speak out, because behind the county magistrate are not only the retainers he keeps, but also the merchants and nobles of Lin'an County.

Occasionally, in the year of bumper harvest, the county magistrate will go out of the city to kill monsters together with the merchants to ask the people of Lin'an to donate money.

In the end, the people's money is divided 50-50, and the money of the merchants and nobles is returned in full.

This is really a beastly act!

However, after today, this miserable life will end.

The faces of the onlookers were full of smiles, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Although their clothes were full of holes and their rough faces were full of cracks, they still didn't want to leave here.

They had to see the executioner's sword chop off the heads of the Lu family with their own eyes, so that they could relieve the resentment in their hearts for more than 20 years.

Dong Dong Dong!

A neat sound of footsteps came, and the people turned their heads curiously.

I saw a burly and tall figure riding a majestic and fierce demon horse with his back to the sun coming slowly from not far away.

Behind him followed two teams of murderous and ferocious soldiers.

"This... This is Wei Xiaowei!"

"It was he who led people to raid the Lu Mansion. I saw with my own eyes that day that Lord Wei beat a Lu family retainer to death with one palm."

"This is the upright master of our Lin'an."

The onlookers' faces flushed with excitement, and they stretched their necks, scrambling to see what the legendary Wei Xiaowei looked like.

Is he like the storytellers in the tavern or the stories in the novels?

Not only can he stop children from crying at night, but he can also scare demons to death with a glare.

Unfortunately, when they really saw Wei Yuan's true appearance, they were a little disappointed.

What green face and fangs, what morning mist sprayed from the nose, what teeth like steel blades, all of them are fake.

This Wei Xiaowei is nothing more than a little more burly than ordinary people, and looks a little more heroic.

If you don't look at the bulging muscles, this Wei Xiaowei is just a gentle and jade-like young man!

The little girl at the noodle stall leaned on her grandfather's shoulder and stood on tiptoe to look at the figure on the demon horse.

She didn't care about her grandfather's face which was wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

She also wanted to see what the great hero of Lin'an County looked like.

As the sound of horse hooves got closer, the onlookers consciously made way for an open space.

She was getting closer and closer to the person on the horse.

, the face gradually became clearer from blurry.

After a few breaths,

The sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped for some reason.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head vigorously, her eyes full of disbelief.

Looking at the figure walking towards the platform, she finally put down her tiptoes, and her voice trembled a little.

"Grandpa, do you know who that person was just now?"

"Grandpa doesn't know."

The old man rubbed his shoulders.

"Grandpa's shoulder hurts."

"Ouch!"

The little girl stamped her feet angrily, and hurriedly got behind Grandpa and helped him to pinch his shoulders.

...

More than a dozen prisoner cars also drove from the direction where Wei Yuan came from.

Completely different from the treatment when Wei Yuan came, they were greeted by snowballs and stones.

If it weren't for the fear of hurting the yamen runners escorting the car, some people even wanted to throw out the grain reincarnation thing.

Anyway, it was cold in winter, and those things were frozen hard, and hitting people hurt more than stones.

As for eggs and vegetable leaves, there was no sign of them.

After all, the people in Lin'an lived in poverty, and no one was willing to throw away eggs or rotten vegetable leaves.

The Lu family members in the prison car looked almost lifeless, and their yellow prison uniforms were covered with bloodstains. I guess the yamen runners took good care of them.

The first prison car held Lu Kai, the eldest son of the Lu family. At this time, he was still shouting that he was innocent.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted person passing by threw a large stone, which hit him in the mouth.

"Bring prisoners!"

Cheng Ren on the wooden platform shouted loudly, and the yamen runners hurriedly opened the prison car and pulled them out.

Realizing that their death was approaching, their emotions finally fluctuated and crocodile tears flowed.

But the yamen runners didn't care about that. When they saw them crying, they slapped them in the face, and then pressed them on the wooden platform.

A dozen executioners in red shorts were holding ghost-head knives in their hands and were ready for battle. There was a jar of strong liquor under each of their feet.

One was to boost courage, and the other was to sacrifice the knife to ward off evil spirits.

Wei Yuan, who was standing next to Liu Qingdi, suddenly fixed his eyes, as if he saw an acquaintance in the crowd.

Su Chaoyang?

It was a pity that the figure flashed by, but no one knew where it went.

Liu Qingdi looked at the position of the sun in the sky, took out a wooden sign from the wooden barrel in front of him, and said coldly.

"Lu Qingfeng is a county magistrate, but he colluded with demons to kill our fellow human beings. According to the laws of Daqian, he should be sentenced to death."

"It's noon, execute!"

As soon as the words fell,

the executioner picked up the wine jar at the same time, took a few gulps and spit on the blade.

"Come here, all the evil spirits."

With a loud shout, the knife fell, and the heads rolled.

The people were indignant and shouted loudly.

"Good killing!"

Wei Yuan curled his lips.

Sure enough,

those "sparing lives" were all fake.