The cry cut through the silence of the rainy night, but then it was calm again.
I don't know how long it took, but the rain stopped, and the summer insects resumed their murmuring.
The sound of small footsteps sounded in the courtyard of the house in the middle of the night, and soon stopped in front of the corner gate.
The corner door lock was half-hung and not locked.
Fang Jinxiu watched silently for a moment, and couldn't help but turn around.
The night was pitch black, and the lights flickered in it occasionally, and she seemed to see a figure in the darkness looking at her, and it seemed that she was just dazzled Don't you expect anyone to send you?
Fang Jinxiu smiled self-deprecatingly, and lowered his head to look at the small burden in his hand.
This was given to her by Yuan, and she originally planned to bring nothing.
Since she is no longer the third lady of the Fang family, then come with empty hands, and then leave empty-handed.
But Yuanshi said not to be so dull, so he just stuffed her with a small burden.
"At least take the change of clothes with you."
She said.
Fang Jinxiu put the burden on his shoulder, raised his head, took off the lock of the corner door, pushed open the door and strode out.
The door was pulled shut to isolate the girl's figure, and Fang Yunxiu, who was standing behind the tree, couldn't help crying anymore.
"She can't do it, it's a big night, it's not too late to leave when it's dawn."
She cried.
Fang Yuxiu caressed her shoulders to soothe.
"Let her do as she pleases."
She said, "Don't worry, the third sister is a very powerful person. ” On the other side, looking at the Yuan clan kneeling in front of her, Old Lady Fang sighed lightly.
"You go and rest."
She said.
Yuan kowtowed twice.
"Thank you, old lady."
She said.
"No thanks, thank you is not interesting, there are still many things to do tomorrow, let's keep our spirits up."
Old Mrs.
Fang said, looking at the night sky, the east is about to turn white, and a new day is coming again.
When the sky was bright, the streets were already crowded with people, and it seemed that the entire Yangcheng people had come out, in fact, not only the people of Yangcheng, they got the news in advance, and the people who came from the neighboring counties in the countryside to help the old and the young lined up at the city gate last night.
Because today is the day for Yangcheng County to ask the criminals in the Shengchang case.
The moment the prisoner car pulling Song Yunping from the prison came out, the crowd waiting on the street immediately gathered in an uproar, and the rotten vegetable leaves that had been prepared for a long time also smashed over like raindrops.
Although the specific charges of Song Yunping have not yet been announced, the rumors of chaos have been flying all over the sky, because it involves De Shengchang and more than ten years of old things, and the people who watch the excitement are overwhelmed.
Although this is not a corrupt official, and even if you say it carefully, this is a personal vendetta, and it has nothing to do with other people, but when Li County's official body comes, the people are afraid and cold, there is such an official who calculates other people's money, who dares to guarantee that others will not be unlucky in his hands.
Second, Song Yunping is strictly speaking as a slave to someone else's shopkeeper, but he did such a deceitful thing, and anyone feels frightened, who dares to guarantee that the people around him do not have such sinister intentions.
So they were all indignant and empathetic.
What's more, a lot of dustpan rotten vegetable leaves have been placed on the street in advance for everyone to use.
Effortless and fun things don't do in vain.
Of course, these rotten leaves were arranged by the Fang family.
If it weren't for the taboo of the officials specially invited from Taiyuan Mansion, these rotten leaves would have been placed from the gate of the county jail to the beheading table on East Street.
When the officers and soldiers of the prison and the escort sounded the gong and walked down the street, the rotten vegetable leaves were also thrown over, and the first wave ended.
Song Yunping in the prisoner car also became embarrassed, the prisoner's sign on his back was also crooked, and the words of the prisoner Song Yunping were covered by vegetable leaves.
Song Yunping felt that in addition to anger, there was also inexplicable fear.
This fear should not be strange, people are going to die, of course they have to be afraid, but in addition to the fear of death, there is also the fear of the emptiness that everything will come to naught.
He Song Yunping has lived in Yangcheng for nearly 20 years, and he has become a famous good person, loyal and filial piety, who doesn't know him Song Da Shopkeeper when he goes out, and who doesn't give a thumbs up behind his back.
It's not easy to make a name up, but it's so easy to fall.
Song Yunping's gaze, which was covered by his hair, looked around vaguely, the undisguised disgust and indignation of the people, and the disgust and disdain of the rich and noble people with heads and faces in the restaurants on both sides.
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He never imagined that there would be such a day, it was like a dream.
When he woke up from a dream, was he still the big shopkeeper who was admired by everyone before and trusted and respected by the Fang family Actually, if you live like that for the rest of your life, it's not bad.
Song Yunping's heart suddenly regretted a little.
But it was too late to regret it, because there were officers and soldiers on the way, and the prisoner car quickly crossed the crowded street to the execution table.
The officers and soldiers in front of the execution platform surrounded an open space, and on the high platform sat officials of all sizes from Taiyuan Mansion.
Song Yunping was dragged down from the prisoner car, causing a commotion at the scene, but then the hustle and bustle dissipated abruptly, and the surroundings became quiet.
This quiet came suddenly, Song Yunping subconsciously looked over and saw that there was a place in the dense crowd to get out of the way.
A group of people dressed in linen and filial piety came over.
Almost all of these people are women, and the leader is the white-haired Old Lady Fang, and Fang Chengyu, who is holding the Old Lady Fang, is the only man.
Everyone was blocked out, but seeing this group of people coming, the officers and soldiers were obviously greeted in advance to get out of the way.
"At this time, you can't kill your enemies in public."
Some officials couldn't help but think.
Li Xianling's death has been announced to the public as suicide in fear of crime, and no matter whether the truth has been spread or not, this still cannot be said.
Song Yunping was also a little afraid.
These women don't want to kill him on the spot, it's better to be slashed on the head.
Fortunately, the people of the Fang family did not rush forward, but stood still under the execution platform, staring at him with hatred and sadness on their faces.
Song Yunping lowered his gaze.
After a moment of silence in the crowd, there was an uproar again, as the executioner came to power.
Just like the prison officer, the executioner was also specially invited from Taiyuan Mansion, it is said that he is a master who has been cutting heads for more than ten years, he is very majestic, and the five big and three rough and fierce gods are vicious, and as soon as he came to the stage with the ghost head knife, he made the people of Yangcheng gasp in fright, and it was very enjoyable in the summer.
As the executioner stood up, the crowd held their breath as the officials on the stage began to read out the indictments.
Although various versions of the story have been passed down for a long time, it is only today that the exact official judgment has been heard, and the people have pricked up their ears, and the storytellers who have come from all over the country have put their ears up and kept recording that everything today will be the material for their meals in the future.
This charge is much more detailed than before, firstly, the facts of the case should be told from more than 20 years ago, and secondly, it is also the request of the Fang family.
The Fang family wanted to let the people understand that the curse they had borne over the years was not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster.
The accusation was read for half an hour, and the people listened attentively, sometimes suddenly, sometimes amazed, sometimes sad, sometimes indignant.
The storytellers worked hard to write the book, and on the other hand, they were sure that this crime must have been polished by their peers, otherwise it would not be so easy to understand.
After the verdict was read, the people were still a little unsatisfied, but the next link would be more lively and eager, and the crowd couldn't help but surge again.
The supervisor Yan Ming straightened up, shouted Song Yunping's name, the executioner took a step forward, and under the noon sun, he looked like a demon from hell, and the people in the audience were suddenly silent, and all eyes were condensed on the executioner's ghost head knife.
Song Yunping was already indifferent, but he gave birth to a kind of pride.
"Twenty years later, I'm a good man again."
He shouted.
This voice made the people very excited and made a burst of noise.
The officials on the "open beheading" platform obviously did not like this reaction, threw down the fire sign and shouted.
The executioner drew the guilty card and raised the devil's head knife high.
"Please get on your way."
He shouted violently, and the hearts of the people nearby jumped three times.
With a shout, the raised knife fell.
The people held their breath and gritted their teeth, but they didn't see the scene of human heads falling to the ground and blood spraying three feet.
The executioner's ghost head knife slashed at Song Yunping's shoulder, narrowly grazing only half of his neck.
Blood gushed out, and people fell screaming, but no head fell to their lives.
It's scary.
It was even more terrifying than a human head falling to the ground, because the man who had lost half of his head was still alive and screaming.
The crowd screamed in unison.
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