Immediately, many people in the audience started to grab it.
It seems that Zhu Can suffered a lot of blood debts, was not tolerated by heaven and earth, and was tortured by a thousand knives. Many people have no doubts about the efficacy of his flesh.
"Lord Officer," the old man Song Zhe became anxious when he saw it, and said quickly: "Just now, I have asked Military Advisor Xia for the flesh and blood of this thief. Please give me a convenience."
The executioner did hear it, but he didn't comment. He just said: "Have you prepared a reward?"
"Yes, yes." Song Zhe actually threw a small gold ingot onto the stage and gritted his teeth and said: "This gold can be worth ten coins. Please give Zhu Can one hundred and fifty yuan of flesh and blood."
"Deal." The executioner was overjoyed. The price was refreshing.
When other people saw this, they were very upset.
But it doesn't matter, this thief will receive a thousand knives, and there will be more to come, just wait and see.
Immediately, the executioner's young apprentice came forward, collected the gold ingots, and handed the executioner's bloody flesh and blood off the stage.
When Song Zhe saw it, he took it and laughed wildly: "Zhu Can, dog thief, you killed my village party and ate my relatives. Today, I will also eat your flesh!" After saying that, he stuffed the flesh and blood into his mouth and chewed it.
There was only blood dripping from the chewing, and his face was hideous.
"Okay, sir, you are so brave!" The people were not frightened at all, but cheered and cheered.
What Xia Yu saw on the stage was shocking and nauseating. The ancient Chinese concept of great revenge was really no joke.
But the folk customs were like this, and Zhu Can deserved his punishment. He shook his head slightly, but did not want to question it.
The executioner turned around, cruelly licked the blood splashed on the corner of his mouth, and said with a ferocious smile: "The surname is Zhu, let's continue."
He picked up the secret medicinal powder and sprinkled it on Zhu Can's wound.
Immediately, Zhu Can's bleeding wound stopped.
It seems that being a top scholar and an executioner is also very particular. Even if Zhu Can wants to die a second earlier, it is a luxury.
Immediately, the executioner began to make the second cut.
This knife became slower and slower, and the tip of the knife deliberately paused and stirred in the wound.
Zhu Can was so painful that he howled like a ghost, sweating like rain, and shouted desperately: "Kill me! Give me pleasure, give me pleasure!"
The so-called King of Gallo Tower, faced with the most brutal torture in the world, could not survive two rounds.
"Haha!" Xia Yu saw this and sneered: "Is this a coward? How disappointing. What a bullshit King Garuda, he is just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
"That's right." Li Daoxuan also looked disappointed: "There are no heroes in Jinghu? How dare you let this thief become so arrogant! We met this king a long time ago, and this thief has been dead for a long time."
"He is just a perverted lunatic." Yin Kaishan said with contempt: "If the world is not in chaos, if this thief is caught three or five times, he can be beheaded."
At this time, after the second blade was finished, Zhu Can was in so much pain that he almost collapsed.
However, his hellish death process had just begun. Thinking of this, Zhu Can felt a little regretful.
I regret not only my cruelty and cruelty, but also regret that I didn't commit suicide earlier.
Soon, the second piece of flesh and blood was handed off the stage. A young woman in mourning clothes rushed forward, snatched a piece with all her strength, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it like crazy, and cried incessantly: "Mr.
I have avenged you and your child!"
Xia Yu couldn't stand it anymore.
In troubled times, the people are so miserable. It's true that when prosperity comes, people suffer, and when death falls, people suffer.
Moreover, even revenge and eating the flesh of thieves are somewhat unacceptable to modern people like Xia Yu.
"General Yin, Lord Prince, I can't bear to watch this kind of thing anymore. Why don't you two continue watching, and I'll go back now."
"Okay, I'll look at it for a while."
Li Daoxuan was still watching with great interest. The nerves of this second young boy seemed to be iron-clad. He could easily kill hundreds of people, so he had no reason to be afraid of blood.
"Commander, please help yourself."
Yin Kaishan also knew that Xia Yu was a scholar, and this bloody and cruel scene was really shocking, so he smiled and nodded.
Immediately, Xia Yu stood up, greeted Zhang Yu, Hu Sanyi and other personal guards, and then walked off the stage.
Seeing Xia Yu step down, Song Zhe immediately prostrated himself: "Your Excellency, we will get rid of this evil thief and relieve the hatred of all the people. I will thank you."
Hundreds of people in white clothes also bowed down one after another and cried bitterly.
Seeing this, countless people watching the execution also worshiped together.
For a moment, no one stood up under the execution platform. The spectacle of the scene and the passionate atmosphere caught Xia Yu off guard.
"Fathers, please get up quickly!"
"The rain killed Zhu Can not for fame and fortune, but for the blood and righteousness in his chest. Now that the Zhu thief has subdued the law, justice will be revealed, and the thousands of victims can rest in peace."
"Yu has something important to do, so I'll say goodbye to you all."
Xia Yu felt emotional in her heart, and actually returned the gesture solemnly, then turned around and mounted her horse to bid farewell to the people.
"Dear elders," Song Zhe shouted from behind: "Zhu Can's obituary today should be a great joy for the world, and it should be remembered in the annals of history. I am old and incapable of talent, so please erect a monument for the military advisor!"
"Fathers of Xin'an, would you like to help me?"
"Yes. Is there no one in my Xin'an for such a righteous deed?" As soon as Song Zhe shouted, thousands of people responded, which shows that the ancients were righteous.
"Military advisor," Hu Sanyi, a rough man, was very happy when he heard this: "You are going to be famous! What is this called -"
"The history of Qing Dynasty will remain beautiful." Zhang Yu immediately responded.
"Yes, yes," Hu Sanyi slapped his thigh: "You're good, you're more knowledgeable than someone else."
"That's right." Zhang Yu said proudly: "General Li Shiji, whom I followed earlier, was also a good scholar. Although we are not talented, we still have some literary talent."
"Hush!" Seeing Zhang Yu's stinky fart, Hu Sanyi and others couldn't help but booed.
Xia Yu burst out laughing after hearing this, turned around and glanced at the tens of thousands of excited people, and only one sentence came to mind: the people have their own opinions, right and wrong, and their merits and demerits are determined!
After a while, I returned to the mansion. It was difficult to go but easy to come back.
As soon as they entered the backyard, Yin Zhixi heard the sound and came out to greet him, with a look of surprise on her face: "The young master is back! The slave family thought that the young master would not be back at noon."
"Haha," Xia Yu said with a smile: "What's so interesting about killing people? Come back quickly."
"If you have that free time, why not spend more time with Zhixi."
"The beautiful face and beautiful face are so eye-catching."
When Yin Zhixi heard this, her pretty face couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. The ancients had a tender face, and such small love words were a bit overwhelming.
Behind them, Hu Sanyi and Zhang Yu saw this and quickly called the guards to exit the small courtyard. The young couple was here to help each other, so we had better not stand there and ruin the scenery.
"By the way," Xia Yu touched her stomach: "I've been working hard for a long time, but I'm hungry. Did I miss my meal?"
Pity him, he worked hard today, but he didn't even bother with breakfast.
"No, no." Yin Zhixi said immediately: "I will go to the kitchen myself and cook some delicious side dishes for the young master."
"Can you cook?" Xia Yu was a little surprised.
Yin Zhixi said coquettishly: "Although the Nu family comes from an official background, they are not immune to the spring water. Young master, just sit back and relax."
"Then I'm not welcome."
"By the way, tell the kitchen to prepare some for my bodyguards as well. They haven't eaten yet."
"Don't worry, young master. Chun'er, come out quickly, let's go to the kitchen." Yin Zhixi called out a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old and left in a hurry.
Xia Yu returned to the house, feeling vaguely at home.
Half an hour later.
Just when Xia Yu was hungry, Yin Zhixi came back, carrying a food box and quickly placing four plates of side dishes on the table.
"Master, please give it a try and see how the slave's craftsmanship goes?"
When Xia Yu sat down and took a look, the corners of her mouth twitched.
Okra, boiled.
Celery, added to the boil.
Fish fillet, raw, served with ginger paste.
Lamb slices, grilled, sprinkled with Sichuan peppercorns, salt and pepper, ginger and green onion.
To be honest, he has been traveling through time for more than half a month, and he is quite disappointed with Tangtang's food. It is either steamed, boiled, or baked. Other than that, there is no other choice.
Stir-fried vegetables, which became popular all over the world in later generations, have not been invented at all now.
Moreover, the combination of Tang Dynasty dishes is seriously lacking in creativity. There are only a few dishes over and over again, which is simply lackluster.
Originally, he hoped that Yin Zhixi could give him a surprise, but now it seems that he thought too much.
The shackles of the times are not so easy to break.
However, Yin Zhixi clearly put his heart into it. The dishes are made with exquisite knife skills and beautiful presentation. Judging from the appearance alone, he looks quite a bit like a professional chef.
"Not bad. It tastes good."
Although she was very dissatisfied in her heart and the taste was as expected, Xia Yu still praised it with a smile on her face.
No matter what, it’s hard work without any merit.
If he is still foolishly nitpicking, then his emotional intelligence should really be recharged.
"Then young master, hurry up and eat. By the way, I also made botu for you." Yin Zhixi took out another bowl of food from the food box.
Boto?
Xia Yu took a look, "Good guy, it sounds very elegant and poetic, but it's actually just noodle soup."
Of course, you can also call it Noodle Fish.
What else could it be?
Eat.
Although the dishes are not appetizing and not as delicious as ever, at least they can fill the stomach, which is good in troubled times.
"Military advisor." When he was almost done eating, Zhang Yu came over in a hurry and poked his head at the door.
"What's the matter?"
"Well, General Qin Qiong has an urgent message arriving."
Xia Yu was stunned: Xin'an City is only twenty miles away from the main camp, and he will go back tomorrow. Why does Baba Qin Qiong ask someone to deliver a message?
"Bring it to me and see."
After receiving the letter and scanning it quickly, Xia Yu's expression changed slightly.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Yin Zhixi asked worriedly.
"There's something going on at the camp. I have to rush back right away." Xia Yu gently shook Yin Zhixi's smooth jade hand and said softly: "I have already told General Yin about your matter. Don't worry, there is no problem.
"
"He will send you back to Chang'an immediately to recognize your relatives and settle down. Just wait patiently for me in Chang'an. When the war is over, I will go and marry you."
"Also, I am in a hurry to go back. If I don't have time to inform the young prince, please ask him to go to Tangying to find me."
When Yin Zhixi heard this, she was both happy and reluctant to give up: "The slave family is sending the young master off. The battlefield is dangerous, so you will take care of me all the way."
"Don't worry. I have God's blessing and there are no taboos!" Xia Yu laughed, stood up and said: "Zhang Yu, set off immediately, let's go back to camp. Also, send someone to call the county prince and gather at the city gate."
