The cry broke the tranquility of the rainy night, but it soon returned to calm.
After an unknown period of time, the rain stopped and the summer insects resumed their chirping.
Thin footsteps sounded in the house late at night, and soon stopped in front of the corner door.
The lock on the corner door was half hanging and not locked.
Fang Jinxiu stared silently for a moment and couldn't help but look back.
The night was pitch black, with lights occasionally flickering in it. She seemed to see someone looking at her vaguely in the darkness, but it seemed that she was just dazzled.
Do you still expect someone to send you off?
Fang Jinxiu smiled mockingly and lowered her head to look at the small bundle in her hand.
This was given to her by Yuanshi. She originally planned to take nothing with her.
Since you are no longer the third young lady of the Fang family, come here with empty hands and leave with empty hands.
But Yuanshi said she shouldn't be so rigid, so she just gave her a little burden.
"At least take a change of clothes with you," she said.
Fang Jinxiu put the bag on her shoulders, raised her head, took the lock of the corner door, pushed it open and walked out.
The door was closed to isolate the girl, and Fang Yunxiu, who was standing behind the tree, couldn't help but cry.
"Can she make it? It's so late at night, it's not too late to leave after dawn," she cried.
Fang Yuxiu stroked her shoulder to comfort her.
"Let her do whatever she wants." She said, "Don't worry, Third Sister is a very powerful person."
On the other side, looking at Yuanshi kneeling in front of her, Mrs. Fang sighed softly.
"You go and rest." She said.
Yuanshi kowtowed twice.
"Thank you, old lady." she said.
"No need to thank you. There's no point in thanking you. There's still a lot to do tomorrow, so just keep your spirits up." Old Mrs. Fang said, looking at the night sky, the east was about to turn white, and a new day was coming again.
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When it was daylight, the streets were already crowded with people. It seemed that people from all over Yangcheng had come out. In fact, it was not just people from Yangcheng. People who had received the news in advance, people who came from neighboring counties in the countryside to support the elderly and the young came last night.
There was a long queue at the city gate.
Because today is the day when Yangcheng County interrogates and kills the criminals involved in the major case of De Shengchang.
When the prison car pulling Song Yunping came out of the prison, the crowd waiting on the street immediately became noisy, and the rotten vegetables and leaves that had been prepared were also thrown over like raindrops.
Although the specific charges of County Magistrate Song Yunping have not been announced yet, random rumors are already flying all over the sky. Because it involves Deshengchang and more than ten years of old events, there are many people watching the excitement.
Although this is not a corrupt official, and it is even a personal vendetta that has nothing to do with anyone else, the official position of County Magistrate Li makes the people fear and feel chilly. Who has such a black-hearted official who plots other people's money?
I can guarantee that others will not suffer misfortune in his hands.
Secondly, Song Yunping was strictly speaking a slave to someone else's shopkeeper, but he did such a deceiving thing. Everyone would feel frightened. Who can guarantee that the people around him do not have such sinister intentions?
So everyone was filled with righteous indignation and felt the injustice.
What's more important is that many dustpans of rotten vegetable leaves have been placed on the street in advance for everyone to use.
It's nothing if you don't do something that's easy, effortless, and fun.
Of course these rotten leaves were arranged by the Fang family.
If Taboo hadn't specially invited the beheading officials from Taiyuan Prefecture, these rotten leaves would have been placed from the gate of the county prison to the beheading stage on East Street.
When the supervisor and the escorting officers and soldiers honked the gong and walked on the street, the rotten vegetable leaves had also been thrown away after the first wave.
Song Yunping in the prison car also became in a state of disarray. The prison license plate on his back was also crooked, and the words "Prisoner Song Yunping" were covered by vegetable leaves.
Song Yunping felt not only angry but also inexplicable fear.
This fear shouldn't be strange. People are going to die, so of course they have to be afraid, but in addition to the fear of death, there is also the fear of emptiness in which everything comes to nothing.
He, Song Yunping, had lived in Yangcheng for nearly twenty years, and he became famous as a good man, loyal, filial, and righteous. When he went out, no one would know him as the great shopkeeper Song, and no one would not give a thumbs up behind his back and praise him.
It is not easy to build a reputation, but it is so easy to fall.
Song Yunping looked around vaguely with his eyes covered by his hair, seeing the undisguised disgust and indignation of the people, the disgust and disdain of the well-known wealthy people in the restaurants on both sides.
He never thought that this day would come, it was just like a dream.
When he wakes up from the dream, is he still the great shopkeeper that everyone respected, trusted and respected by the Fang family?
In fact, it would not be bad if I lived like that for the rest of my life.
Song Yunping suddenly felt a little regretful.
But it was too late to regret, because officers and soldiers opened the way, and the prison car quickly passed through the crowded streets and arrived in front of the execution platform.
In front of the execution platform, officers and soldiers surrounded an open space, and on the high platform were officials from Taiyuan Prefecture.
Song Yunping was dragged down from the prison car, causing a burst of noise at the scene, but the noise suddenly dissipated and the surrounding area became quiet.
The silence came suddenly. Song Yunping looked over subconsciously and saw a place in the dense crowd that had given way.
A group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning came over.
Almost all of these people were women. The leader was the gray-haired old lady Fang. Fang Chengyu, who was supporting old lady Fang, was the only male.
Everyone was blocked outside, but when they saw this group of people approaching, the officers and soldiers were obviously greeted in advance to get out of the way.
"At this time, we can no longer kill our enemies with our own hands in public."
Some officials couldn't help but think.
Magistrate Li's death has been announced to the outside world as suicide due to fear of crime. No matter whether the truth has been spread, it still cannot be said.
Song Yunping was also a little afraid.
These women weren't going to beat him to death on the spot, were they? It would be better to have his head chopped off with a knife.
Fortunately, the members of the Fang family did not rush forward, but stood still under the execution platform, staring at him with hateful and sad expressions.
Song Yunping lowered his gaze.
After a moment of silence, the crowd became commotion again because the executioner came on stage.
Just like the beheading officer, the executioner was also specially invited from Taiyuan Prefecture. It is said that he is a master who has been beheading for more than ten years. He is very majestic. He has five big and three thick heads and a fierce look. As soon as he comes on stage with a ghost-headed knife, Yangcheng will be stunned.
The common people were so frightened that they took a breath of cold air. It was very enjoyable in the summer.
As the executioner stood up, the people held their breath, and the officials on the stage began to read out the charges.
Although various versions of the whole story have been circulated for a long time, it was only today that we heard the exact official verdict. The people pricked up their ears, and the storytellers who came from all over the country pricked up their ears and kept writing.
, everything today will be their food in the future.
This charge is much more detailed than before. Firstly, the case must be told from more than 20 years ago. Secondly, it is also the request of the Fang family.
The Fang family wants the people to understand that the curse they have been burdened with over the years is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster.
The accusations of guilt were read eloquently for half an hour, and the people listened in rapt attention, sometimes suddenly surprised, sometimes amazed, sometimes sad, sometimes angry.
As the storytellers wrote vigorously, they were convinced that this crime must have been polished by their colleagues, otherwise it would not be so easy to understand.
After the verdict was read out, the people were still a little unsatisfied, but the next part was more lively and anticipated, and the crowd couldn't help but surge again.
The executioner stood up strictly and called out Song Yunping's name. The executioner took a step forward. Under the sunlight at noon, he looked like an evil ghost from hell. The people in the whole place were suddenly silent, and all eyes were focused on the executioner's ghost head.
On the knife.
Song Yunping was already numb, but instead he felt a sense of heroism.
"Twenty years later, he will be a good man again." He shouted.
This sound made the people very excited and made bursts of noise.
"Behead!" The official on the high platform obviously didn't like this reaction, so he threw down the fire sign and shouted.
The executioner took out the crime card and raised the ghost-headed knife high.
"Please go on your way." He shouted loudly, causing the hearts of the people nearby to beat three more times.
Following the shout, the knife raised high fell down.
The people held their breath and gritted their teeth, but they did not see the scene of heads falling to the ground and blood spurting three feet away.
The executioner's ghost-headed knife struck Song Yunping on the shoulder, narrowly grazing only half of his neck.
Blood gushed out, and people screamed and fell down, but no one died on the ground.
This is so scary.
It was scarier than a human head falling to the ground, because the man with half his head missing was still alive and still screaming.