Chapter 3 Ups and Downs (Part 8) After the prisoners were reorganized, Yuan Wuben was beheaded in front of all the recruits. At the moment when the steel knife was raised, many people raised their toes high and stretched their necks like ducks.
Holding their breath, as if this way they could see every detail more clearly. The steel knife fell, and the surging heads ducked back with a "boom", like a group of frightened flies.
Lao Gao jumped up like a fountain of blood. The executioner from Liyang County stepped forward, picked up the human head that had fallen into the dust, raised it high, and showed off his killing blow with a knife. His skills have improved a lot. More than a month ago
, in the same school grounds, he had just executed General You Yuan for Yang Xuangan, who refused to judge the situation. At that time, he slashed twice, leaving a mess after the head fell.
"He didn't recite poetry before he died!" someone sighed regretfully.
"I didn't even blink, I saw it, I didn't blink at all!" someone assured with a firm chest, as if not doing so was not enough to prove his courage.
"The general said that if we kill him, we will be considered innocent. I don't know if it counts!" Among the crowd, a new soldier who looked a little older murmured uneasily.
This sentence represents the aspirations of most people. Everyone raised their heads one after another and looked at the handsome platform with expectant eyes. The two generals who were jailed on the platform were both young. One had a fair face and a well-proportioned figure. He looked like a jade tree in the wind.
The other one is tall and big, with a lot of black beard stubble on his face, his eyes are cold, and he doesn't look tolerant at first glance.
"It should count!" There was suspicion in the answer's voice, "The mastermind will be executed, and the association will never ask." The words were said by the white-faced general himself. Judging from his clothes, his official position seemed to be higher than that of the black-faced general.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end. He kept a straight face and didn't know what he was thinking.
As the commander-in-chief of an army, Li Xu had to come to prison. Although he preferred to kill his opponents face to face on the battlefield instead of tying them into a group and hacking them to death. The scene now felt very familiar to him, just like in Su Chuo.
If someone were to ask next to the scene where the victorious Xi people sacrificed the elders of the Xi tribe to heaven, "Yuanwu Ben, are you willing to use your own blood to wash away the sins of the tribe?" this scene would be more like two people walking away.
After many years, Xuzi suddenly felt as if he had gone through a reincarnation.
Xuzi always felt that those spectators in the audience looked very much like his uncle Zhang Baosheng and his father Li Mao, with the same old and sad faces, and the same shoulders hunched by life. Therefore, Yuan Wuben regarded them as mindless grass and trees.
Sometimes, Xuzi would get angry for no reason, but today, these people behaved more like Wang Mazi, Du Scaran and Zhang Laosan, staring at the same greedy eyes, drooling the same dirty saliva, watching the same excitement
Thinking of Zhang Laosan and Wang Mazi, Xuzi couldn't help but think of Sun Jiu. Wang Mazi took so many of his jades to redeem Sun Jiu, but in the end he still let Uncle Jiu embark on the road of no return by killing officials and rebelling.
Did he really use those jade articles on Uncle Jiu? Li Xu is now a little doubtful. At the same time, he is also deeply worried about the fate of Sun Jiu and the combat effectiveness of the rebel army. A few days ago, Xu Zi had already learned what to do on the outskirts of Liyang City.
Having been encircled and suppressed by the army in the past two years, Uncle Jiu will definitely not end up better than Yuan Wuben.
Xuzi knew that his achievements today were inseparable from the teachings of his three mentors. Master Yang taught him the art of war and knowledge, Uncle Jiu taught him archery and life, and the coppersmith master who lived in seclusion in Su Chuobu taught him.
The most, the most complicated, but I didn't even ask his name. Uncle Jiu became a bandit, and probably died under the knife of the army. Master Yang became Yang Xuangan's staff, and he is now leading the troops.
, seized his military rations, and firmly blocked his chance of survival. If Yang Xuangan was defeated, the master would be imprisoned, and Mrs. Yang and several married senior sisters would be captured and beheaded. In order to save the master, only Yang Xuangan would win.
But with a rebel army that doesn't even have weapons, is it possible for him to win?
There was some commotion in the crowd, interrupting Xu Zi's contemplation. He raised his eyes and looked down, and saw Qin Gang, who joined the army in Ming Dynasty, put Yuan Wuben's head on a tray and brought it to the general stage to invite Yu Wenshi to come.
He checked with himself. Li Xu glanced at Yuan Wuben's remains, nodded, and watched Qin Gang walking away with the tray, walked to the flagpole at the entrance of the school ground, and hung the head up with a rope.
The spectators in the audience looked excited, staring at the head gradually rising until it reached the top of the pole. Then, several men wearing servant uniforms with white knots wrapped around their waists approached the general stage and thanked the two generals first.
Yuan Wuben's body was then carried away on a stretcher.
They are the family members of Yuan Wuben, and now they are the slaves of Yuwen Shiji. When they stood up in front of the general stage, Xuzi tried to find a trace of hatred on their faces, but he was quickly disappointed. The faces of the Yuan family members
There is nothing but sadness
Li Xu didn't understand why the Yuan family was so submissive. According to his knowledge, seeing a family member die in front of his eyes, a normal person would at least show some anger, but the Yuan family seemed to have accepted this fate, or had anticipated today's fate a long time ago.
The ending, the calmness shown is simply suffocating
"Only in this way can they have a chance to save their family!" After the killing ceremony, Cui Qian, a native of Boling, explained to Li Xu in private, "Becoming a slave of the Yuwen family, the emperor will not continue to pursue the guilt of rebellion in the future."
If the subordinates around Yuwen Supervisor have performed meritorious service, they can also request the family leader to restore their original surnames!"
The Boling Cui family is one of the popular surnames today, so Xuzi believes that Cui Qian's words are a correct answer to the performance of the Yuan family. Yuan Wuben's family is equivalent to using one life and the humiliation of a generation in exchange for the opportunity for the entire family to continue. But this
Is it worth it? Li Xu found that the closer he got to the famous family, the less he understood the rules. Everything was for the sake of the family. It seemed to be the first rule of conduct for these families. Under the requirements of this rule, they could give up everything, justice, and credibility.
, friendship, even personal dignity and life
"Those like them," Cui Qian's words obviously refer to Yuan Wuben, "are not smart people. They always bet on both ends, buying big on one end and small on the other. Whoever wins won't suffer any loss!"
"You mean Yang Xuangan's side?" Li Xu suddenly seemed to catch something in his heart, and he stopped involuntarily.
There is no news that the enemy has come to seize the city, so the atmosphere in Liyang City is relatively relaxed at the moment. Not far away, the new recruits are being led by the veterans from the Xiongwu Camp, and they are marching back to the military camp. Most of the people are in high spirits, as if they have just gone through a battle.
Reincarnated Pan Qin Shixing, Li Anyuan, Zhao Ziming and others stood aside and pointed, using critical eyes to judge which team looked more energetic and had stronger combat effectiveness. It was Li Meng who was responsible for controlling the scouts.
Chang, he was assigning tasks to a group of scouts who were about to set out. Most of the scouts were veterans of the Xiongwu Camp, and there were also some new faces who were personally selected by Li Mengchang from the surrendered soldiers. Everyone looked very strong and smart.
From today on, they will be led by veterans to perform tasks for the Sui Dynasty. Li Mengchang promised them that after the counter-rebellion is over, they will be promoted to the Xiongwu Camp and officially become members of the Sui Dynasty soldiers.
"Of course, General Lang thinks that the reason why Han Shihe and Yu Rou surrendered to the enemy is because they did not dare to return to the city after the defeat? No matter how courageous Fan Zigai is, he would not dare to offend so many aristocratic families easily!" Cui Qian and Li Xu
Standing side by side, whispering reminders
If Fan Zigai dares to kill all of the more than forty nobles' sons, after the counter-rebellion is over, he who is left behind in Dongdu will definitely be scrapped and ashes by several big families. If it is not entirely out of fear,
Under military law, why do those people rush to surrender to the enemy?
They are buying big or small! Xuzi's eyes lit up, and he finally understood Cui Qian's hint. More than forty children of aristocratic families have defected to the enemy one after another, just for the benefit of the family. Some people in the family must side with the rebels, and some people must side with the Sui Dynasty.
, In this way, no matter who wins the final victory between the court and the rebels, the glory of the family will be glorious with the achievements of the victor.
Is this really the case? Li Xu couldn't believe that for a family, this might be the best strategy for survival, continuity, and growth. But for those who are responsible for the fate of the family, the moment they make a choice, they know they have something.
They may become abandoned sons. At the end of the war, the losers will be mercilessly abandoned by their families. They will not be qualified to enter the ancestral graves, not qualified to enjoy the sacrifices of future generations, and no one will remember everything they have given to the family.
"If you don't believe me, how many of the people who have taken refuge in Yang Xuangan are the eldest sons in their families?" Cui Qian saw Li Xu's expression full of confusion and once again presented a piece of evidence.
Lai Yuan, Yu Rou, Han Shihe, Pei Shuang, Zheng Yan... Many names flashed before his eyes. Li Xu suddenly discovered that almost none of them was the eldest son of his family. He felt a little dizzy, and his spine felt a little chilly.
A chill flows vertically from the roots of the hair to the soles of the feet
Under the influence of Xu Dayan, it has become a goal of Xu Zi's life to make great achievements and build his own family. However, such a family is so cold and cruel. Thinking of this, Xu Zi felt a little guilty. He suddenly found that he was at a loss, almost at a loss.
Not knowing what he was doing, he realized that he was really stupid. He could neither understand his parents nor those aristocratic families.
He was floating in the water like a feather, ups and downs, with no goal and no sight of the other side.
