Chapter 47 Chapter Forty Seven

On September 13th, all the important criminals in the Jinkouhui bandit rebellion case were inquired and closed; The criminals were executed on the spot, and the bandit leaders Ruan Dacheng and Du Tianxing were supervised by the officials of the Ministry of Punishment, and they were put to death late; on October 13th, Lan Shengxin, the official of the Ministry of Punishment, rushed to Jinkou accompanied by the vassals and lords; On October 18, the eighty-five criminals were first paraded through the streets of Jinkou under the strict supervision of thousands of green battalion officers and soldiers, and then they were kidnapped and taken to Qingpu, where they were questioned and executed.

The "squeak, squeak" sound became louder and louder.When the cage cart was driving slowly on the streets of Jinkou City, it was not so loud, but once it left the gate of Jinkou City, it made a loud noise.Maybe it's because the pavement of the Foreign Officials Road is not good, or maybe there are fewer people flocking to watch the excitement on the side of the street. The place was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't hear anything except this monotonous and desolate "squeak". Ruan Dacheng knew very well that the "squeak" sound was caused by the friction between the rotating wheels and the non-rotating axle. The sound came from under him, and it was only after he was pushed into the cage .But he always felt that the sound had been ringing for a long, long time, as if it had been ringing since he was born until today. He even thought that after he was executed by Ling Chi, the sound would continue to ring until the last person in the world was sent to the hospital. grave.When he was in a trance, he would have delusions again. Several times he stubbornly believed that the sound came from a certain part of his body, and it was the sound of his hard muscles and bones colliding and rubbing against each other.

Many unfamiliar faces of officers and soldiers of the green battalion swayed in front of my eyes, those faces were indifferent and dull.There was no trace of anger.They are probably used to killing people and seeing people being killed, so they don't regard killing and killing people as more sacred than killing pigs and dogs.The knives in their hands, and the gun heads with red tassels in their hands, were as pale as their faces. The sky is dark, and the hot sun has hidden somewhere in the clouds. It is probably also afraid of the dragon's power on the pilgrimage, and is unwilling to give the last ray of sunshine to the gang of death row prisoners.

Ruan Dacheng couldn't help feeling a little irritable and angry, he was so eager to see the sun.It has been two months since he was imprisoned, and he has never seen the sun. On the last way into the cemetery, he should take a look at the sun for the last time, but the sun hides and refuses to see him. Things that don't make sense, this is another example of betrayal.The world betrayed him, Brother Hong betrayed him, and now, even the just sun has betrayed him. He wanted to cry, really wanted to cry, life was like a dream, absurd, confused, unreasonable.He once relied on this life that belonged to him to take root on the land run over by the wheels, call the wind and rain, and fight desperately for a court that belongs to the Han nation.He thought the land was a plaything in his hands, he thought his life would outlive the life of the land, he thought he would make for the land, for a dead dynasty A myth that has been passed down through the ages.However, what he risked his life to create was a bloody nightmare.He is about to die, his life will rot under this land, and this land will last forever, it cannot die, it will always bear the responsibility of burying human beings.

The two deeply sunken eyes were dimmed, and the officers and soldiers in front of him, and the sword in front of them, were all covered with a layer of wet mist. He shook his head vigorously, blinked his eyes, and let all the tears flow out of his eyes.He opened his perplexed eyes wide, and let his gaze look through the gaps between the heads of the swaying officers and soldiers, searching for the scenery on the land in late autumn. There is a sad and dilapidated scene on the land, and the shadow of the tide has not yet receded. Many ridges and land are embedded with white salt traces. The salt traces are like unwashed diapers, green and green It disappeared under the double oppression of the chilling autumn wind and the pouring seawater. Withered leaves and weeds covered the ditches on both sides of the official road. A haze that connected the sky to the ground, under the clamor of the sea breeze from the direction of the sea, With bursts of coolness, sweeping the wilderness of this autumn.

The wilderness no longer belonged to him, Ruan Dacheng.He is saying goodbye to this unchanging wilderness today.He lost, lost, he is no longer the master of this wilderness, he will be executed by Ling Chi, next year today will be his anniversary. In fact, he can be the master of this wilderness. This wilderness, which connects thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of the Han people, originally belonged to him. , The court that destroyed the Manchus must be princes and generals, and they must be able to seal a vast territory.The ancients said: The winner is a prince and the loser is a thief. He became a thief today not because he was a thief, but because he lost.

The "squeak" sound from the wheels was getting louder and louder, and the sound was connected to the sky and the ground, as if all the hustle and bustle in the world at this moment were completely submerged in this monotonous sound.This sound broke into his thoughts and made his originally chaotic thoughts even more chaotic. For a while, he actually felt that his life and his soul had turned into "squeaky" wheels Voice. When the cage cart ran over a pit, it shook violently, his head stuck outside the cage slammed forward, and his jaw hit the cage wood very painfully, and his teeth began to "squeeze" from then on. "tremble.

No one can hear the sound of teeth colliding frequently. The sound of "squeak, squeak" wheels, the footsteps of the green battalion officers and soldiers, and the sound of horseshoes covered up his unintentional cowardice. He wants to live. He really wants to live. Until yesterday, his living dream hadn't disappeared, and he couldn't stop begging Emperor Heaven Buddha in his heart.He hoped that Qian Er could use the divine power of the Emperor Buddha to rescue him from prison.However, in the end he was disappointed, Emperor Heaven Buddha abandoned him, and Qian Er also abandoned him. When he was pushed into the cage car, he could not find the trace of Qian Er. There is no other choice.

Death is painful.It was especially painful to be put to death by thousands of slashes. After being pushed into the cage, he really regretted it; if he had known that he would be doomed, he really should have ended his own life to avoid the pain of Ling Chi. He could do so.He could hit the wall and die, or he could hang himself on the high window bars by making ropes from his clothes. The scenes of Ling Chi accompanied by the sound of wheels kept appearing in front of his eyes. He had never seen Ling Chi kill with his own eyes, but he knew what happened to Ling Chi.After he became sensible, this terrifying word often flew into his ears, and many people told him the details of Ling Chi vividly. At that time, he was fascinated by it. Terror will be carried out on him once.

Blood rained in front of his eyes, and the severed flesh turned into pale clouds, swirling above his head, and the severed limbs were spread on the white official road in front of him, and the caged cart drove forward rolling over the bloody limbs.The cage cart passed by, and many mutilated limbs were laid on the road surface of the official road. The wheels squeaked and pressed down again... His whole body was shaking due to the flying flesh and crushed limbs, his jaw kept banging against the cage wood, and he didn't know when the blood came out. The road is really long. On this long road to the end, he repeatedly tortured himself, and when the cage car drove to a beach near Qingpu Town, he had already become dull and numb.His soul has left his body, and it is no longer him who is imprisoned in the cage, but a zombie.

A high execution wooden platform and a low prison beheading platform were temporarily set up on the beach. Around the two wooden platforms, officers and soldiers with knives and guns stood around, surrounded by a mass of black and chaotic heads.When the condemned prisoners arrived, their heads rolled wildly to the sides, and they took the initiative to make way for a pedestrian alley.Caravans of cages weaved through the foul-smelling alley.After the convoy passed, the alley was immediately closed. A bloody tragedy immediately kicked off. When the gong sounded, Lord Lan Shengxin, the prison officer of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Lord Fan Si, Lord Standard Secretary, and Lord Boqin Ruobai, the magistrate of Jinkou County, stepped onto the execution platform one by one.After the sound of the gong, Ruan Dacheng saw that Bo Qinruo on the supervisory platform was talking loudly, he saw his mouth moving, and heard howling like a wolf, but what he said, he couldn't understand. I didn't hear a word, and I didn't remember a word.It was as if his ears could no longer hold any sound, and his mind could no longer remember anything.Mr. Si, a shy guy, read the booklet for a long time after Pachinruo said it.Later, the gong sounded again, and the officers, soldiers and executioners standing in front of the beheading platform yelled wildly like vicious dogs.Amidst the deafening gongs and howling, the cage car was opened, and he was lifted out like a poor chicken. His legs were numb and his whole body was numb, but he still tried his best to make himself stand on the ground.The beheading platform was only a dozen steps away from him, and he still tried to rely on his own strength to complete the last path of his life.His unyielding, unyielding, and unyielding soul was instructing him to raise his head, puff up his chest, and die like a true hero! He violently twisted his body, hitting the officers, soldiers and government servants surrounded by him with a heavy shackle. He didn't want them to support him, he wanted to go by himself!He wants these pigs and dogs to know: Not everyone is afraid of Ling Chi!He wants to leave an impression on them and the onlookers in front of the beach today that will last a lifetime! There were bursts of sighs from the crowd of onlookers. The officers, soldiers and yamen servants who surrounded him moved away. He started to walk forward, one step, two steps, three steps... I don't know whether it was the fifth step or the sixth step, but his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain of shackles, and his whole body trembled accordingly. He finally fell down like a puddle of mud. His body also betrayed him at this last moment. When he was placed on the beheading platform, he became incontinent to urinate, and then to defecate. A strong stench instantly spread from the stage to the audience, and the onlookers pinched their noses and cursed. He couldn't hear, not at all.A few pig-knuckle-like arms holding sharp knives dangled in front of his eyes.In the end, the chest and arms were gone, and he only saw the blood-dripping knife, and saw pieces of flesh crawling up the knife surface wrapped in blood, and then slipping from the knife surface to the wooden platform. The onlookers began to cheer. A strong smell of blood mixed into the stench. He seemed to have neighed, seemed to have passed out, but he didn't die!This is indeed a miracle!His life is so tenacious! He watched his two arms being cut off by the knife, and his lower limbs were cut off by the sharp blade. When the butcher knife approached his neck, his consciousness of life disappeared suddenly with the last beating of his eyelids... Du Tianxing's Ling Chi was far less attractive than Ruan Dacheng.Ruan Dacheng was as strong as a bull, and the executioner paid special attention to him. He handled and took care of him very thoughtfully, so he would naturally be able to complete his merits and virtues.An important sign of consummation of merits and virtues is to cut off the flesh and limbs, but the life is still alive.This is an extremely difficult thing to do, if any dog ​​or cat can do it, the value of the late one will drop sharply, and the emperor does not need to send officials to imprison him in person. Ling Chi to Ruan Dacheng shows the superb skills of the executioner.There is no doubt about it. However, this superb skill was not fully implemented in Du Tianxing. It's not the executioner's fault, it's only Du Tianxing's uselessness! When Du Tianxing was lifted out of the cage car, he already looked like a skeleton, he couldn't even stand upright, even a gust of wind could blow him away.Several officers and soldiers dragged him to the stage, and the stage immediately overflowed with the smell of alcohol.According to the servants, Du Tianxing drank a gourd of wine before entering the cart!When he was about to die, he was still drunk.He fell asleep all the way to Qingpu. At first, no one realized that he was so inexperienced. Although his body was weak, his air was better than Ruan Dacheng's.He didn't piss or urinate. He got on the beheading stage and recited Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" as if he was singing loudly: "...The shame of Jingkang is still unsettled; when will the hatred of the courtiers be wiped out! Drive a long car , Breaking through the gap in Helan Mountain. The strong men eat the meat of the Huns hungry, and laugh and talk about drinking the blood of the Huns..." Just as he was reciting "Laughing and Talking Thirsty to Drink the Blood of the Huns", the meat-eating blade climbed onto his bony body. He let out a scream, trembled all over, and then gnashed his teeth and cursed angrily: "All evil barbarians, heaven will destroy you!" However, air and fleshy body are two different things. No matter how good Du Tianxing is, he can't stand being weak if he wants to satisfy the onlookers.One arm was not chopped off, and the thief had already swallowed his breath. He was stimulated with cold well water and splashed with brackish sea water, but nothing worked. The executioner on the beheading platform.They apologized repeatedly, and continued to torture Du Tianxing's body in fear and fear, until they finally cut off his head... After Ling Chi's scene was over, the first batch of bandits who were executed were brought to the high platform.Among this group were Yang Laosi, Zhong Hongsheng, Fei Duyan, Sun Goupi, Zhao Laoer, He Yuanju, Zhang Xiucai and others. After all the thieves were led to the stage and knelt down, they shouted "wronged" in unison.However, Lord Bai, Lord Lan, Lord Fansi, and Lord Biesi on the execution stage were not moved by it, and the executioners were even more hard-hearted. They stood behind the criminals with their knives in their hands, and they were already carefully looking for the person who killed them. where it is. With the sound of "beheading", all the executioners raised their big knives one after another. There was almost no sound of howling, and dozens of heads of different shapes rolled down from the beheading platform—a few heads did not fall on the platform. Next, the executioners kicked with their feet.For a moment, scarlet blood spurted out from a dozen severed necks, like a dozen bulging springs.The blood pooled on the stage, flowing along the wooden planks and the thick pillars to the sandy beach. It flowed a lot, but it didn't finish.The sandy beach has a really good appetite, gulping down so much blood, without the slightest sign of disgust or neglect.It swallowed up the blood of a dozen people at once, leaving only a wet mark on the ground. Then, the second batch, the third batch, and the fourth batch, until the seventh batch and the eighth batch, the eighty-three beheaded criminals were all executed. At this time, the setting sun was soaked in blood. Red, the heads of the people under the stage have rolled into one piece, and every strand of air on the beach is permeated with the smell of blood. The onlookers were fascinated, they were all shocked by the majestic killing scene, when the last group of bandits were beheaded, many of them involuntarily touched their necks, He seemed to be trying to figure out whether his head was still in its original place. There is no good end to rebellion. The Qing Dynasty used Lingchi, beheading, and the blood of eighty-five people to give his subjects a majestic and sincere advice.The subjects were alerted because of this, and they believed that it was only natural for An An to be an obedient citizen of the Celestial Dynasty, and it was also something to be thankful for. The adults and gentlemen on the supervisory platform began to board sedan chairs and return to the city, and the onlookers also began to disperse in all directions.At this time, the onlookers standing inside discovered an unfortunate thing: their feet were covered with thick blood!The blood soaked from the beach under the beheading stage, like a stream, slowly and unconsciously flowed to their feet, and then flowed from their feet to the sea.The blood stream is like a red snake swimming in the blue sea, and like a red ribbon waving all over the sky on an auspicious day. Many people screamed. Many people flocked to the beach to see it again. A bloody footprint was left on the white beach. Master Xiaolian made a note of this in his "Qingpu Calendar".The master wrote: "On October 18th, the sixth year of Daoguang's reign, the sky was overcast and the earth was dark. Eighty-three bandits were all executed, and the heads of the two bandits were all executed. The beheading platform was built high on the beach, and the heads of all the bandits were in different places. It flows into a stream and flows into the ocean. Its shape is very strange, like a red snake, like a red snake, like a flying rainbow. So far, the bandits in Qingpu have been wiped out, and all the people are rejoicing. All the townspeople, men, women and children light their whips to celebrate..."