When the five people walked out of the flower building, except for Heaton and Nahasiu, who were still normal, the expressions of the other people were not right.
"Hahaha, don't worry, Guy, I will invite you again when I grow up."
Heaton patted Guy's thigh and comforted him.
I and them can be regarded as "brothers" who have been one of the four irons in life.
"Your Majesty, let's..." Gozici asked.
It was not easy for him to drag Reiva out of Wenrou Township.
Such a temptation would be too terrifying for an upright man.
"Where to go? Let's take a look around, why not go to West Street."
After seeing the flower houses in this world, Heaton was quite satisfied.
"West Street?" Gozici could only nod. He stood beside Heaton, fearing that Heaton might get lost by accident.
The flow of people in the outer city is huge, and there is a mix of good and bad. Maybe there are traffickers not far away who will covet you again.
Although Goszczy is not afraid and is confident of protecting Heaton, it is better to do less than to do more. It is always better to be more at ease.
Hualou is located in Beicheng District, still some distance away from the so-called West Street.
Because I haven’t really played in Hualou for too long, I still have plenty of time.
The street of Hualou is full of similar industries, so it can be called Hualou Street.
After leaving Flower Street, you will find the business district of Beicheng District.
The business district is close to the Grand Canal across the imperial capital, and the scenery at night is extremely beautiful.
Looking around, you can see the entire Grand Canal.
The total length of the canal is 2,500 kilometers, and the empire spent one million people to build it. It is precisely because of this that the voices of dissatisfaction with the empire from all over the world are getting louder.
But just from a commercial point of view, the canal connecting the north and the south has greatly promoted commerce.
What followed was the business circle of Beicheng District, which was only on one side of the canal.
Heaton came to the side of the canal and looked at the wide canal and the merchant ships passing by on the water, even at night.
The most conspicuous among them is the Imperial Capital Tower Ship.
The dazzling lights seem to illuminate half of the sky, making summer nights no longer so dark.
On the other side, busy dock workers were getting on and off the docked boats.
Because the distance was too far, Heaton could only see small black dots shaking one after another.
"What a prosperous empire!" Heaton couldn't help but sigh. Just looking at the surface, everything was indeed like this.
Suppose there were no lavish parties in the huge building, and the civil servants and internal officials who pride themselves on being good officials would flatter each other and not talk about state affairs at all.
If there were no overseer on the dock on the other side waving the whip in his hand to urge, every whip would be painful to the bone. However, in order to survive in the expensive but relatively stable imperial capital, the workers could only endure all this.
Even the girls in the flower house who just came out of Heaton, how many of them were bought and sold?
"Let's go! Go and see if the minister is doing well." How could Heaton not know the darkness under this prosperity?
But it’s useless. A country that is broken from the root can only be cured from the root.
Even if the lesions are removed bit by bit, I don't know if this thousand-year-old empire can be healed again.
Heaton had no confidence, but he was confident that under his rule, the empire would not be in chaos, and he would not be ousted and face the fate of being beheaded again.
From Beicheng to Xicheng, the scene in front of us changes again and again.
There are fewer and fewer exquisite buildings, and ordinary houses are gradually becoming commonplace.
Because the North City is close to the canal, rich people gather, and the South City is full of factories. It is mostly a place for workers to make a living, supporting almost half of the people in the imperial capital.
Dongcheng is located between the two southwest cities and is on the outskirts of the imperial capital.
There are more speculators traveling between the two cities.
Why is West Street used as a place for beheadings, hangings and corpses?
It's because of the slums.
In the eyes of the big shots in the imperial capital, these corpses were no different from the people living an ignoble existence in the slums, and were even more important.
After all, the corpse can still scare the little boy in the slum.
Along the way, from the lively streets to the slums that seem to have experienced war, the difference is huge.
Heaton didn't want to go into the slums to find out.
Those who live in slums are not necessarily thin and harmless poor people.
There are more unscrupulous people in these places.
Going around the slums and further ahead is West Street.
There are many crosses with corpses hanging on them or...
Living people!
Because it was night, there was no one on the entire West Street, including the guards.
The entire street has a dimly lit hanging lamp every few meters, making the street look a little scary.
There are actually things to pay attention to when it comes to hanging corpses.
For example, ordinary criminals are not qualified to be hung here. Being able to be hung here usually has special meaning.
For example, ministers hang out to vent public anger.
At a glance, Heaton saw the huge skeleton at the front.
That's right, only the bones are left.
In just one afternoon, more than two hundred kilograms of meat were cut by the swarm.
It doesn’t matter whether the person who cut the meat really hates the minister, or is blindly following the crowd, or is someone arranged by an official to flatter him.
This efficiency is still worthy of praise.
Heaton walked forward, intending to see more clearly.
The strong fishy smell assaulted my nostrils, and I didn't even notice the sticky feet.
Heaton raised one foot and under the light, some impurities could be seen in front of him.
There may be some flesh and blood of the minister in it.
Heaton made a bold guess, put his feet down again, and continued walking forward.
It was as if I didn't smell this unbearable smell.
"Is it because it was dark before there was time and no one cleaned up the execution ground?"
Perhaps it was because today was a special event for ministers, and because Heaton did not order any big action, not many people were implicated by the ministers, and there were still many empty, bloody crosses.
"Every few days, someone will come with water to rinse it, but they probably won't be too careful."
Gozic explained, who would be interested in an execution ground, not to mention that few people would be willing to hang up dead people every day.
Heaton came to Ernest's body and stared at the bloody bones.
Because it was a live execution, there was a large amount of coagulated blood under the gallows, which was dark and covered with dense shoe prints.
There are still traces of meat residue left on the skeleton.
Perhaps it was because the gallows was very high, and there were several benches almost as tall as Heaton placed next to it.
Heaton motioned to Gorzi to carry him up.
He stepped on the stool, his head was level with Ernest's empty belly, looking at the bloody torso bones, imagining the lively and cruel scene in the afternoon.
"Why don't you take the bones away."
Unexpectedly, Heaton asked such a question.
Even though Gozic had killed countless people, it was hard to believe that an eight-year-old, pampered child would ask such a sentence while looking at the bloody and horrifying skeleton in this strong, disgusting smell.
"Maybe, I want to hang the minister here, so I don't allow it..."
How did Gozici know, but he still responded.
"Haha, whatever!" Heaton suddenly laughed, jumped off the bench, stepped on the flesh and blood on the ground, and started running.