Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

The execution of Zhou Zicheng was soon settled.

King Huai's words became a prophecy, and Zhou Zicheng was sentenced to the punishment of piercing the heart with ten thousand arrows, which was issued by the original body himself.

After the early court that day, more than a thousand righteous men were acquitted according to the agreement. However, although they were acquitted, they were not without punishment. Everyone went back and wrote a 5,000-word self-criticism.

This punishment method is very novel, and it has never been heard of by civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty.

But Yuanshen couldn't be more familiar with this method. From the time she was in school until the college entrance examination, and when she entered the Beijing Central Committee, all the self-criticisms she had done, big and small, could almost be published as a book.

She has experience.

Su Ji took the blame for her for a long time when she scored 20 in mathematics and 36 in Chinese in the college entrance examination.

And that's it, the original body's improved score after the night battle with lights on!

One day is enough for the people in the streets to understand Zhou Zicheng's character.

After the martyrs were released, Zhou Zicheng's execution time was scheduled for the next morning.

The location was chosen at the entrance of the busiest market in the capital, and the execution was carried out in public.

It may be that there has been no public execution case for a long time, or it may be that there are too many people who have been fooled by Zhou Zicheng. That morning, almost all the people in the capital came to watch.

The black crowd was crowded, and the soldiers maintained order.

King Huai enforced the law himself.

In the scorching sun, he did not sit on a high platform with shelter, but stood among the executioners.

Wearing black silver armor and a mask, his aura is strong and low.

The extremely heavy bow and arrows were easily drawn by him, and the strings were strangling the man's slightly rough fingertips.

The arrow, elbow, and his line of sight are at the same level, which is an extremely standard posture.

And on his left and right sides, hundreds of soldiers lined up beside him in the same posture.

Wearing a white prison uniform, Zhou Zicheng was covered in blood, his face was unkempt, his hands were tied behind his back, and he knelt on the ground, looking at the sharp arrows pointed at him, his frightened and demented eyes were full of fear.

Zhou Zicheng in this world thinks highly of himself after all. At the moment when he really faces death, what kind of national hero, what kind of ambition for revenge, he doesn't think about anything, he just wants to live on.

According to the laws of Dashang, prisoners must be blindfolded when executing the death penalty, but King Huai did not give Zhou Zicheng this benefit.

King Huai wanted him to watch, how those sharp arrows pierced his chest.

King Huai shouldn't have known how Su Ji was brutally murdered in his previous life, but he seemed to know that it might be the reason why Pei Huai occupied his body back and forth.

He didn't have a clear picture in his mind, but the hatred for Zhou Zicheng had already filled all his consciousness.

On the high platform, the stick of incense used to record the time is still burning, and the thin blue-gray smoke rises windingly and enchantingly, accompanied by fine particles in the air.

The red dot on the column moved down a little bit, and the tan above it turned to ashes, but it still formed a column and stood upright.

During the countdown to death, Zhou Zicheng had a mental breakdown, his eyes widened in a strange shape, his face twitched, and his face was covered with big drops of sweat, whether it was sunburned or frightened.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and the stick of incense began to burn crazily.

The time that was originally lost at an average speed suddenly surged.

Until the scarlet star was extinguished, the incense ash that was still in the form of a column was broken down the middle, fell into the incense burner, and shattered into powder.

The straight-faced officers and soldiers faced the execution ground, and the corners of their mouths were pulled apart.

Under his deafening voice, the last drop of cold sweat dripped from the center of Zhou Zicheng's brows, and at the next moment - all arrows were fired! !

The arrow pierced through the clouds and pierced the sky, making a "shua, shua" sound.

In his pupils, the reflection of the metal arrow approached very quickly, and finally the sharp arrow pierced through his heart. His body was stiff, his expression was dull, and all the evil things he had done were replayed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

And King Huai's last arrow directly pierced his heart, Zhou Zicheng spat out a mouthful of thick blood, and fell back straight.

The common people clapped their hands and applauded such a capital punishment, but no one thought it was cruel.

The suffering that Su Ji had suffered in the past, now surreptitiously returned to Zhou Zicheng.

He finally reaped the consequences of his own evil, and disappeared in smoke with all his evil thoughts!

At the same time, in the palace.

In the corridor near the dormitory of the imperial concubine, the original body raised his eyes and looked in that direction.

She seemed to hear the loud voices of the common people, heartily.

Aiyan leaned forward to remind her, "Concubine Tai, the execution is underway."

The original body let out an "oh", she retracted her gaze, and continued to look at the grids under her feet and the ground divided by light and shadow.

At this moment, one foot landed on the ground, and the other foot was bent and raised backward.

She is hopping.

After finishing the government affairs with difficulty, she is just playful and wants to take a break from her busy schedule.

Outside the corridor, there is a very old sycamore tree, the branches on the tree are growing wildly, the sparrows are singing, the insects are singing under the tree, and the ants are crawling.

Those grids of light and shadow are reflected from the vine trellis above her head.

The corridors here are uniquely designed, and the overhead is arranged in a grid with wooden frames, and grape vines are planted to provide shade and sun protection in summer, and you can still eat grapes in autumn.

Serves multiple purposes.

The scorching sun at noon fell from overhead, casting the squares of the grape trellis on the ground.

Divided into bright and dark light spots, the girl is holding the skirt of the court dress, hopscotching on the light spots, the hair crown and tassels that symbolize the noble status are dangling in rows, and the girl's smile is extremely childish ****lingbling light spots Sprinkle on the ground and flash.

Aiyan looked at her concubine with a doting smile, but when she looked at it, her gaze was moved aside, she didn't know what she saw, and she was suddenly stunned.

She wanted to remind her aloud, but the man standing over there stretched out his hand to his lips, making a "shh" gesture.

The curvature at the end of the eyes is delicate and confusing.

Aiyan hesitated for a moment, not only did not remind the concubine, but quietly retreated.

And the original body was dancing vigorously, completely oblivious to the others, after a long time, tired of dancing, he leaned against the wall, supported the wall with one hand, and stretched his ankles.

Her eyes glanced casually to the side, and she suddenly met Xiao Leshi. In the next second, she immediately stood up straight, and raised her hand to stroke the beaded tassels on her forehead that were knotted due to violent shaking. And bright red is lovely.

She stared blankly, feeling extremely remorseful.

The last two times I met Xiao Leshi, it turned out that she was completely unprepared.

Leshi Xiao could see her flustered little expression in full view, and he thought it was extremely cute.

Neither of the two spoke, their gazes "crackling" in the air.

It's too hot today, it's easy to catch fire.

The original body swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked away.

But as she lowered her gaze, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She saw the jade flute in Xiao Yueshi's hand, with a pendant hanging from it.

It turned out...it was really the morning glory pattern she hadn't finished embroidering.

lie!

wrong.

No lie...