As soon as they heard that Zhao Ding'an was going to be killed, the brothers couldn't hold it any longer. Gou Sheng's hand quietly reached for the handle of the knife, but Yuan Feng held him down: "Don't act rashly."
"Kiuro, what should we do now? If we don't take action, Ding'an will die." The brothers asked eagerly.
"Do it? How to do it? Are you going to kill officials and rebel again? Don't forget that there are dozens of fellow villagers in Liangzhou City. If we do it here, they will be finished."
"But we can't just watch Brother Ding'an die."
"Don't worry, Ding'an won't die. I have my own way. Remember my words, no matter what happens later, don't act rashly."
The brothers looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what kind of medicine Yuan Feng was selling in his gourd. He separated and shouted: "Stop! I killed the person, and it has nothing to do with Mr. Zhao Bai."
When the general heard the commotion, he frowned, stroking his long beard and said: "Who is yelling at the Chinese army? Bring me up."
Without being escorted, a soldier wearing a battle coat strode over. There are rules for sitting, standing and walking in the military camp. Low-level soldiers are not allowed to approach the commander's tent at will, so a soldier immediately shouted: "Stop, who are you?"
Camp?"
The visitor was none other than Yuan Feng. When he heard the order, he immediately knelt down and said, "General Qi, my name is Zhang San. He just entered the cavalry camp to eat food and serve as a soldier today. Yesterday, outside the city, a group of Turks robbed the city.
I, all of them were killed by me, Zhao Bai always came later."
The general was shocked when he heard this. He stood up and looked Yuan Feng up and down. Then he sat down and sneered: "You can kill more than twenty Turkic men with just one person. Do you think I am an idiot?"
Yuan Feng said: "I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child. Some Turks can't get close to me. If you don't believe me, General, you can find someone to give it a try."
When the general saw his majestic appearance and calm manner, he was convinced. He called the battalion officer to ask, and sure enough he found out that "Zhang San" had just joined the army today, so he said: "Although you are a soldier in our army."
, but this case was committed yesterday and should be handed over to the local area for trial. Come here, tie him up and hand him over to the government for disposal." He looked at Zhao Ding'an again and said: "This guy can't be spared lightly, drag him down and beat him.
Twenty military sticks.”
Zhao Ding'an was about to contradict, but Yuan Feng stopped him with his eyes. At this time, the two were not far apart, and Yuan Feng whispered: "Things are still going to change, please tell the brothers not to mess around."
Yuan Feng was tied up by Wu Huada and escorted out of the military camp. A large group of Turks gathered outside the camp gate. When they saw the murderer being escorted out, they immediately crowded up. The soldiers tried to stop him with their guns before sending Yuan Feng to the government office. Liangzhou Prefecture was no better.
In general local governments, the prefect is the local emperor, and will never come to hear such a criminal case in person, and will have his own officials to handle the matter.
The news that someone killed more than 20 Turks spread like wildfire, and it spread throughout Liangzhou in an instant. By the time Yuan Feng was taken into the government office, thousands of people had heard the news and came to see what happened.
A lonely hero.
Mr. Tuiguan had no intention of hearing the case in detail. After hearing Yuan Feng narrate the case, he was shocked and said: "A bold maniac actually committed such a heinous murder. It's really not enough for the people to be angry if he doesn't kill him!"
There was an uproar outside, but Yuan Feng's expression remained unchanged and he asked: "May I ask, Mr. Tuiguan, whose family's public outrage is responsible for killing the villain?"
The official said: "Of course it's the public anger in my Liangzhou Prefecture."
Yuan Feng sneered and said: "The Turks are extorting good people in broad daylight. Cutting cakes for a few pennies are sold for more than ten taels of silver. The government actually doesn't care. The Turks are robbing with knives outside the city and gathering people to commit murder. The government is also doing the same.
Nothing was done, and the Han people just stood up and resisted, treating others in their own way. It became a heinous crime, and it was not enough to kill the people. I dare to ask whether this government is a Han government or a Turkic government.
, I dare to ask the official and the magistrate, whether they are descendants of Yan and Huang or barbarians!"
As soon as this statement came out, the noise outside the government office became even louder. The bold man actually shouted loudly, and the official was furious: "The bold man actually roared in the court. The evidence in this case is conclusive, and the criminal confessed. There is no need for another trial. Come on, come on."
People, put shackles on the criminal and push him to the street to punish him!"
The cowhide rope tied around Yuan Feng's body was untied. Two yamen came over with wooden shackles and carefully helped Yuan Feng put them on. While putting them on, they said: "Good man, I'm sorry. You can try this shackle and it still fits."
Well, if it doesn’t work, let’s change it to a lighter one.”
Naturally, Yuan Feng would not embarrass these servants. He longed to change to the government's torture tools. The cowhide rope became tighter and tighter, making it easier to break free from the wooden shackles. He smiled calmly and said: "It's not a problem, I've taken the trouble."
A long death sign was inserted into the back of Yuan Feng's neck, with a line of black text on it: The murderer Zhang San was sentenced to death, and he also drew a cross with a red pen. All the government officials helped Yuan Feng get into the prison car, and in front of thousands of people
Surrounded by people, he walked toward the street in a mighty manner.
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Liangzhou is a city where many ethnic groups live together, including Turks, Tubos, Qiang, and a small number of Arabs. Of course, the largest number is Han, but the people with the highest status are not Han but Turks. The government is afraid of angering the Turks.
It leads to wars, so they always favor the Turks in disputes. Over time, these Turks are allowed to become more and more lawless, and ethnic conflicts are getting worse day by day. The people of the northwest are inherently tough, and if they have been suppressed for a long time, they will naturally explode. This time
Murder is the best trigger.
There are more and more people on the streets, not only Han people, but also Tubo and Qiang people. The more people there are, the stronger their momentum becomes. The Turks who were just so aggressive now are surrounded by people glaring at them in all directions, and their confidence is no longer enough.
He no longer dared to shout and kill, and just followed the prison car obediently.
Not long after, the prison car came to the street. The officer asked Yuan Feng to get out of the car and pick a place with good feng shui to stop. The executioner also arrived. Logically speaking, the executioner should not talk to the condemned prisoners, but this time he made an exception. He was wearing red.
The executioner, who was holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand, politely saluted Yuan Feng and said: "Good man, don't worry, I will definitely give you a good time later."
Yuan Feng also thanked him with a smile, and his calm demeanor made the people watching applaud him.
"That man, well done!"
"It's us Northwest men who don't even blink when they die."
"Oh, it's a pity that such a good man died. Officials are really weak!"
Several old men with white beards came over slightly, holding wine bowls and plates with large pieces of meat in their hands.
"Boy, let's have a drink before we hit the road."
Yuan Feng reached over and took the wine bowl in his mouth and drank it all in one gulp. Then he shook his head and the wine bowl shattered into pieces. There was a burst of thunderous applause from all around. Even the Turks couldn't help but secretly praise this.
People are true heroes!
This pair of wooden shackles was not heavy, and the wood in the mortises was not hard. Yuan Feng knew in his heart that he just wanted to wait for more people to gather before exploding. In this way, he could take advantage of the chaos to escape. His eyes swept through the crowd.
, I already saw my brother changing into plain clothes and standing near the front with a bulging waist, and I knew better.
The official was already impatient, he threw away the command arrow and said: "Open the knife and ask to behead!"
Two government servants held Yuan Feng's shoulders and motioned him to kneel in front of a pottery basin. Yuan Feng understood that it was used to connect his head. He knelt down obediently, with the muscles of his arms bulging, and began to secretly...
The executioner picked up a bowl of wine, took a big gulp of wine, put it in his mouth, and sprayed the sword at the ghost's head. He was about to go forward for execution. At this time, there was silence and silence. Suddenly, a shout came from a distance: "Leave a knife under the knife."
People~~”
The crowd retreated like a tide, making way for a path. A cavalry galloped over, holding a command arrow and shouted: "The prefect has an order, keep people under the sword."
Now that the magistrate has given the order, the official is happy to be a favor. He knows very well that if he really kills this person, his reputation will be bad in Liangzhou, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's it, I will commit the crime."
Take him back to the cell."
There was cheering everywhere, and the people were excited and surrounded Yuan Feng as he walked back. However, the Turks were not happy anymore and started shouting, loudly reprimanding the Han government for unfair law enforcement. They pushed and shoved each other and were about to start a fight. Suddenly
A group of officers and soldiers came over. Normally, they would help the Turks fight the Han people, but this time it was an exception. They hit the Turks head and face with big sticks, beating them until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were peeing. They didn't stop there, and they all used ropes.
He was tied up and taken away, leaving the people puzzled as to why the government was so tough this time.
Yuan Feng was brought back to the gate of the government office, but he did not enter the cell. He was directly taken over by a group of officers and soldiers, who opened his wooden shackles and took him back to the military camp.
When he returned to the cavalry camp, the soldiers gathered around him and beat him on the shoulder with their fists enthusiastically:
"Brother, you have the guts!"
"Well done, you didn't lose the face of our Liangzhou Army."
Yuan Feng was confused and asked: "What on earth is going on?"
Zhao Ding'an limped over and sneered: "What else can we do? Let's start fighting. The Turkic army has already reached Ganzhou City. How can the government continue to protect those Turkic dogs?"
It turned out that the war was approaching and it was time to recruit people. How could the government be willing to kill a talented person like Yuan Feng who could fight, so the prefect personally ordered him to be pardoned.
The military camp was noisy. The soldiers were packing their bags. Yuan Feng also received a collar of chainmail. The equipment of the Liangzhou Army was very characteristic of the Western Regions. The soldiers' armor was mostly mesh armor made of small iron rings, rather than the Central Plains army.
Such fish scale armor, mountain pattern armor, helmets are also pointed helmets with obvious Persian style, and even the cavalry sabers are mostly scimitars.
Zhao Ding'an received twenty military sticks and was demoted from his official position. Now he is just a small captain of ten, in charge of ten soldiers including Yuan Feng. Fortunately, the brothers in Shibali Fort accounted for six
, they can also take care of each other.
"Zhao Ding'an listens to the order!" someone shouted outside the camp. Ding'an hurried out to receive the order, only to hear the ordering soldier shout loudly: "The general ordered you to go to Ganzhou to investigate the enemy's situation, and there must be no mistakes!"