I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 22: The Mountain and Tsunami-like Cheers
In the yamen of Chang'an Mansion, in a dark and damp dungeon.

Yuan Junzhe was squeezed into the same cell with more than a dozen grain merchants, and he felt that there was no comfortable place on his body.

Mosquito bites, plus a pungent stench.

It makes these grain merchants who are pampered and pampered on weekdays miserable.

Each of them is like a mourning concubine.

"I really can't stay here for a quarter of an hour!"

"When will I be released!"

"Could it be that the prime minister of Qianguo is really planning to kill us?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The faces of more than a dozen grain merchants became even uglier.

They had heard a little about this Prime Minister of Qianguo before. He acted in a disorderly manner and could do anything.

What should I do if I really want to cut them down!
Just when everyone was panicking.

The leader of Wu Shang, Yuan Junzhe stood up again.

He looked around for a week, with a calm expression, and said slowly: "Don't panic, what the prime minister of Qianguo thinks about is nothing but money and power."

"Arresting me will allow him to reach the peak of his power in the Qian Kingdom, but if he goes one step further and executes me, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction with my Great Wu court! He doesn't have the guts!"

Someone next to him said: "Then why did he keep me here? It's already the third day. Logically speaking, there should be a conclusion on how to punish me, right?"

Yuan Junzhe showed a confident smile on his face and said: "This is the second point I just said, Yin Zi!"

"Prime Minister Qian, I have been in business for decades, and I have seen a lot of people. I can tell at a glance that he has a plan. He is just using this matter to ask me for bribes."

"I believe that within a few days, the Prime Minister of the Qian Kingdom will send someone to visit us in the dungeon. At that time, as long as I send some money, I will be able to leave here in a short time."

"Yuan Gong's words are right!"

"With Yuan Gong's words, I can rest assured."

After hearing this, many grain merchants felt that what Yuan Junzhe said was well-founded and convincing, with smiles on their faces.

After all, what kind of person the prime minister of the Qian country is, they have been doing business in the country for many years, and they are very clear.

It's nothing more than wanting to extort money, as long as you can get out from here, it's like feeding a dog!
but.

There are also many grain merchants who don't think so.

If it's just extorting money, why bother mobilizing so many people so that everyone in the country knows about it?

How can you ask for bribes if you are so eye-catching?

and.

Just three days ago, this Yuan Junzhe vowed that as long as the price of grain was lowered a little, and the Prime Minister of Qianguo was given a step down, this matter would be settled.

The results of it?
But all those who believed him, counted as one, were all caught in this dungeon!

To put it bluntly, it was Yuan Junzhe who despised the Prime Minister of Qianguo so much that made them fall into such a situation!
Listening to everyone's compliments, Yuan Junzhe had an inscrutable smile on his face, as if everything was in his hands.

Just now.

Suddenly, there was the rustling of chains from the direction of the dungeon door.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Several policemen in Tsing Yi stood there holding various wine and dishes in their hands, with serious expressions.

When everyone saw this scene, they seemed to think of something, and they all felt cold.

Only Yuan Junzhe's eyes lit up, and he said to himself: "Did you see that? The person who asked for bribes for Prime Minister Qian is here!"

When the people around heard this, they all looked at him subconsciously.

His eyes looked like he was looking at a fool!
Who would ask for bribes in front of so many people!

And still wearing the clothes of a fast-moving policeman, with wine and vegetables in his hands?

It's so obvious that he came to give them a meal of decapitation!
"Yuan Gong, how can I look at it, the situation is not right."

A dog leg of Yuan Junzhe swallowed and spit, tremblingly.

Yuan Junzhe raised his brows and said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong? A few days ago, we were all eating pig and dog food, but today, the prime minister of Qianguo sent someone to bring food and wine."

"Isn't this telling me to wait, as long as I pay the money, I can do whatever I want?"

The dog leg looked at Yuan Junzhe with suspicious eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "But how did I hear that the beheaded meal in this prison is also served with wine and food."

Yuan Junzhe was startled when he heard this.

Cut off meal?
He subconsciously looked at the food in the hands of the catchers and their serious expressions.

A heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

He seemed to lose his mind, his body went limp, he staggered back a few steps, and muttered to himself: "The meal of the dead, how could it be the meal of the dead, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."

now.

The surrounding grain merchants are also almost certain.

The food and wine in the hands of these catchers is their severed food.

They wailed one by one.

"I just made a mistake that all grain merchants in the world make! Why should I be punished so severely!"

"My father is Great Wu Xin'anbo! You can't kill me! If you kill me, my father will definitely tell His Majesty, and let my Great Wu Wangshi command his troops to go north!"

"I'm going to see the prime minister! See the prime minister!"

For a moment, the entire dungeon was in chaos.

The arresters just watched with cold eyes, as if they didn't hear anything, and said in a cold voice:
"Your Majesty's order, if you drive up food prices and commit serious crimes, you will be executed according to the law!"

"This is the last meal you'll be waiting for in Yangjian. Half an hour later, Caishikou will ask you to kill me!"

Done.

The detectives put down their meals, turned and left the dungeon.

a time.

The whole dungeon was like a mourning concubine, crying ghosts and howling wolves!
After half an hour.

Chang'an Mansion, Caishikou in Nancheng.

Thousands of people have been waiting here long ago.

From 70-year-olds to 12-year-old boys, they all looked at the executioner on the stage with hopeful eyes.

Early this morning, they heard the rumors from the neighbors in the neighborhood.

Under the prime minister's argument, the imperial court made a decision to behead all 320 seven grain merchants who drove up grain prices!

At first, they thought it was a rumor.

After all, it has not been a day or two for those grain merchants to be domineering and oppress the people.

Even Lord Fu Yin had nothing to do with them, so how could they be beheaded so easily?
Even so, they still came to Caishikou with a glimmer of hope.

Unexpectedly, I actually saw executioners holding machetes here!
For a while, there was a little more hope in my heart.

Even if not all of them were beheaded, just one or two would be a warning to those hateful profiteers.

They are also satisfied.

As time goes by.

More and more people gathered at Caishikou. By noon, there was already an inner floor and an outer floor, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

Just now.

Someone shouted in an excited voice: "Come! Come!"

The people looked up and saw grain merchants on the prison carts, heading towards the entrance of the vegetable market.

Each of these grain merchants put on the clothes of death row prisoners, looking as if their parents were dead, dejected.

Just a moment.

The people exploded the pot!

The noisy discussions spread throughout the entire Nancheng!
"It's true! It's true! The court really wants to kill these thieves!"

"After living for six or seventy years, I finally waited for such a day. The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes!"

"My mother, my sister, all died of starvation! These things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, beheading them are all cheap! They should be cut piece by piece!"

The onlookers stared at these profiteers with hatred and anger in their eyes!
These grain merchants were put on a high platform under such staring eyes.

on the high platform.

The supervisor and beheader is Zhao Zhengrong, governor of Chang'an Prefecture.

He looked up at the sky, felt that the time was almost up, so he stood up, walked to the people, and said in a majestic voice:
"I am under the order of the prime minister to supervise and execute the important criminal!"

"The executioners obey orders!"

"It's noon, the execution is immediate!"

When the executioner heard the order, without any hesitation, he raised his knife and dropped it, causing countless heads to fall to the ground!

boom!
next second.

Cheers like a tsunami erupted from the people!
"Okay! Well done!"

"The prime minister is wise!"

"Prime Minister Chitose!"

(End of this chapter)