Jun Jiuling - Chapter 233
The crying broke through the tranquility of the rainy night, but it immediately returned to calm.
I don’t know how long it took, the rain stopped, and the summer insects recovered.
The shredded footsteps sounded in the house at night, and soon stopped in front of the corner door.
The door lock of the corner door is half-hung and not locked.
Fang Jinxiu silently looked at the moment and couldn’t help but look back.
The night was dark and the lights were occasionally shining in it. She seemed to see someone in the dark watching her, but it seemed to just look at her eyes.
Do you still expect who will send you?
Fang Jinxiu smiled and laughed at himself, looking down at the small bag in his hand.
This is what Yuan gave her, and she originally planned to bring nothing.
Since it is no longer the third lady of the Fang family, then both hands come empty, and then leave your hands empty.
But Yuan said that being a person should not be so rigid, it is hard to give her a small bag.
“At least carry the washing clothes with you,” she said.
Fang Jinxiu will carry the bag on his shoulder, lifted his head and took the lock of the corner door and pushed the door to stride out.
The door was pulled up to isolate the girl’s figure, and Fang Yunxiu standing behind the tree couldn’t help but cry.
“She can’t do it, this big night, it won’t be late until the day is bright,” she cried.
Fang Yu embroidery caressed her shoulder to appease.
“Let her do what she wants,” she said. “Don’t worry, Sanmei is a very good person.”
On the other side, looking at the Yuan in front of him, Mrs. Fang sighed.
“You go to rest,” she said.
Yuan’s two heads were smashed.
“Thank you for the old lady,” she said.
“Don’t thank you, Xie Lai’s go is not very interesting. There are still many things to do tomorrow. I will raise my spirits.” Mrs. Fang said, looking at the night sky, the east is about to turn white, and a new day is coming. .
When the sky is bright, the street is full of people. It seems that the entire Yangcheng people have come out. In fact, not only the people in Yangcheng, but also get news in advance, from the neighboring villages in the neighboring counties to bring the young people to the night last night. There was a long queue at the gate.
Because today is the day when Yangcheng County asked the case of Yu Desheng.
At the moment when Song Yunping’s prisoner was pulled out of the prison, the crowd waiting on the street immediately swayed, and the leaves of the rotten vegetables that had already been prepared were smashed like rain.
Although Li Xiang’s specific sins of Song Yunping have not yet been announced, the rumors of chaos have already flown, because it involves Deshengchang, and it involves more than a decade of old things, watching the lively people shouldering their shoulders.
Although this is not a corrupt official, even if it is said that it is a private hatred, it has nothing to do with other people. However, the official body of Li Xianling makes the people fear and chilling, and there is such an official who counts the money of others. Dare to ensure that others will not be unlucky in his hands.
Secondly, Song Yunping strictly said that he was a slave to other people’s treasurers, but he did such a bully. Anyone felt scared and warned. Who can guarantee that the people around him have no such sinister intentions.
Therefore, all of them are filled with indignation and feel uncomfortable.
More importantly, a lot of rotten leaves are laid out in advance on the street for everyone to use.
Things that are easy and effortless and fun are not done.
These rotten leaves are of course made by Fang Fang.
If it is not the jail officials who are specially invited from Taiyuan, these rotten leaves will be placed from the gate of the county government to the front of the East Street.
When the sergeant and the escorted officers and soldiers screamed and walked down the street, the rotten leaves were thrown over the first wave.
Song Yunping in the prison car also became embarrassed, and the criminals on his back were also smashed by the brand. The words of Song Yunping were covered by the leaves.
Song Yunping felt that there was still an inexplicable fear in addition to Qi.
This fear should not be strange, people must die, of course, to be afraid, but in addition to the fear of death, there is still the fear of everything that is turned into nothingness.
He Song Yunping lived in Yangcheng for nearly 20 years. He camped into a well-known good man, loyalty and filial piety. Whoever did not know his Song Da dispenser, who did not sigh with thumbs up behind him.
It’s not easy to be famous, but it’s so easy to fall.
Song Yunping’s line of sight, covered in hair, looked vaguely around, and the people did not hide their disgust and indignation. The two sides of the restaurant had disgusted and disdainful faces.
He never thought that there would be this day, just like a dream.
Wake up, is he still a respected person, and the big treasurer that Fang’s family respects and respects?
In fact, if you live like that for a lifetime, it is not bad.
Song Yunping’s heart suddenly regretted it.
But this regret is too late, because there are officers and soldiers opening the road, the prison car quickly passed through the crowded street to the execution desk.
Before the execution of the execution desk, the officers and men gathered in an open space. On the high platform, they were the officials of the Taiyuan government.
Song Yunping was dragged from the prisoner and led to a scene of squatting, but then it suddenly disappeared and the surrounding area became quiet.
Suddenly, this came quietly. Song Yunping looked subconsciously and saw a place in the dense crowd to open the way.
A group of people wearing filial piety and filial piety came over.
These people are almost all women, headed by the white-haired old lady, Fang Chengyu who is supporting the old lady is the only male.
Everyone was kept out, but when the group of people came, the officers and men were obviously greeted in advance to let go.
“At this time, you can’t kill the enemy in person.”
Some officials couldn’t help but think.
The death of Li Xianling has been announced to be self-defeating. Whether the truth has been passed or not, this cannot be said.
Song Yunping is also somewhat afraid.
These women will not kill him on the spot? It would be better to be a headache.
Fortunately, the people of the Fang family did not rush to the front, but stood under the execution platform, staring at him with a hate and grief.
Song Yunping hangs his eyes.
After the crowd was quiet for a while, it became a commotion again, because the scorpion was on the stage.
Like the sergeant, the executioner was specially invited from Taiyuan. It is said to be a master of the beheading technique for more than a decade. It is very powerful, and the long five big three savage gods are swearing. The people were so scared that they took a sip of cool air and it was very enjoyable in the summer.
As the executioners stood, the people held their breath, and the officials on the stage began to read the charges.
Although the various versions of the original issue have been passed for a long time, but until today, the exact official judgment was heard, the people erected their ears, and the Mr. Storytellers who came from all over the place kept their ears erected. Everything in today is the material of their meal.
This crime is much more detailed than ever. One is that the case has to be told more than 20 years ago, and the second is also the requirement of the family.
The Fang family wants to let the people understand that the curse they have carried over the years is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster.
The sinful words were filled for half an hour, and the people listened to the gods, sometimes stunned and sometimes sorrowful and sometimes angry.
The narrators are struggling to write a book, and they are determined in their hearts. This guilt must be retouched by the peers, otherwise it may not be so easy to understand.
After the verdict was read, the people were still a bit of a distraction, but then it would be a more lively and hopeful part, and the crowd could not help but surging again.
The sergeant Yan Ming was in the body and shouted the name of Song Yunping. The scorpion stepped forward and the sun was shining like a ghost in the form of hell. The people in the audience suddenly disappeared silently. All the sights condensed into the scorpion’s ghost. Knife.
Song Yunping has already been ruthless, but instead gave birth to a kind of pride.
“Twenty years later, it is another hero.” He shouted.
This voice made the people very excited and made a lot of noise.
“Opening up!” The officials on the high platform apparently did not like the reaction, and dropped the fire sign and shouted.
The executioner took out a card and held the ghost knife high.
“Please go on the road.” He screamed, and the people who shook the neighborhood jumped three times.
The knife that lifted up with the shouts fell.
The people held their breath and clenched their teeth, but they did not see the scene of the human head splattering.
The executioner’s ghost knife was cut on Song Yunping’s shoulder, and the dangerous one only wiped his half of his neck.
The blood rushed out, and the people screamed and fell, but no one died.
This is too scary.
It’s scary than the head of the man, because the one who lost half of the head is still alive and still screaming.
The onlookers screamed in unison.
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