MTL - Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine-Chapter 817 easy to go off...

  Chapter 817 Easy to go off fire...

  The execution of Zhou Zicheng soon settled.

   King Huai's words became a prophecy, Zhou Zicheng was sentenced to the punishment of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and the decree 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 the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty have never heard of it.

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

   She has experience.

  The college entrance examination scores of 20 in mathematics and 36 in Chinese, Su Ji took the blame for her for a long time.

   And just this, it is still the score after the original body burns the night battle and has improved!

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

  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 too many people were fooled by Zhou Zicheng. That morning, almost all the people in the capital came to watch.

  The crowds of people were crowded, and the soldiers maintained order.

   King Huai personally enforced the law.

  The sun was scorching, 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 arrow was easily drawn by him, and the string was 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.

  Zhou Zicheng was wearing a white prison uniform, bloodstained all over his body, unkempt, with his hands tied behind his back, kneeling on the ground, looking at the sharp arrows pointed at him, his terrified and demented eyes were full of fear.

  The present-day Zhou Zicheng 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, just want to live on.

  According to the laws of Dashang, prisoners must be blindfolded when executing the death sentence, 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 know how Su Ji was brutally murdered in the previous life, but he seems to know that it may 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.

  Zhou Zicheng had a nervous breakdown during the countdown to death, his eyes widened in a strange shape, his face twitched, and his face was covered with 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 in half, fell into the incense burner, and shattered into powder.

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

  Under his deafening voice, the last drop of cold sweat dripped from the center of Zhou Zicheng's brows, and at the next moment—thousands of 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 extremely 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 replaying before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

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

  The people clapped their hands and applauded, such a capital punishment, but no one felt cruel.

  The sufferings that Su Ji had suffered in the past are now surreptitiously reflected on 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 imperial concubine's dormitory, the original body raised his eyes and looked in that direction.

  She seemed to hear the people's voices shaking the sky, heartily.

  Aiyan leaned forward to remind, "Toffee, the execution is over."

  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, she landed on one foot, and lifted the other foot back with a bend.

  She is hopping.

   After finishing the government affairs with great 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, with wooden frames arranged above the head to form a grid, 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 the top of the head, projecting the squares of the grape trellis onto 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 on her face, but when she looked at her, she turned her gaze to the side, and she didn't know what she saw, and she suddenly froze.

  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.

  While Yuan was dancing vigorously, he didn't notice the others at all. After a long time, he was tired from dancing, so 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.

  Her flustered little expression was seen by Xiao Leshi, and he thought it was very cute.

  None of the two of them spoke, their gazes "crackling" in the air.

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

   Yuanshen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked away.

   But as she looked down, her pupils suddenly shrank.

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

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

   Liar!

   Not right.

   No lie...

  (end of this chapter)