Half a month after the elder returned to Beijing, there was finally news from above. Three days later, Wang Shun'er was taken to the execution ground and sentenced to death. The old emperor gave an order, not even one less than a thousand cuts would be enough. If Wang Shun'er couldn't bear it and died if it was less than a thousand knives, then the executioner would also die. This is the emperor’s order! Every executioner in the capital was dumbfounded. Why? They don't have this skill at all! Lingchi, they will do it. But they really don't have the ability to guarantee that Ling Chi will survive a thousand cuts and the prisoner will not die. The craftsmanship is too rough and there is a lack of opportunities to practice. After all, Ling Chi's major crime may not come across in ten or twenty years. This business is passed down from father to son, and is a family tradition. Without the opportunity to practice, you can't practice just by talking.
After all, some people still remembered Lao Zhangtou from the torture room. In the entire capital, only Lao Zhangtou had the ability to use Ling Chi's Thousand Swords to ensure that the prisoner would not die. There was an order from above, and Lao Zhangtou came out again. Chen Guanlou came to the deepest cell. At this moment, he couldn't bear it, but he still told Wang Shuner, "In three days, he will be taken to the execution ground and the penalty will be a thousand knives." Wang Shun'er was obviously stunned, and then turned to look calm, "I had expected it!" "Master Wang, if you need anything, just ask. I can ask the medical officer to prescribe medicine for you." In this place of Tianlao, there are three religions and nine streams, and everything can be touched in bits and pieces. As a medical officer in Tianlao, he naturally has some skills that are not available outside. For example, giving a dose of medicine to prisoners in Lingchi can reduce pain. In fact, it is a drug similar to an anesthetic. As long as the money is in place, anything can be satisfied. These are all ways for small people at the bottom to make a living. People at the top may not know it, and even if they do, they may not pursue it. Anyway, the old emperor definitely didn’t know what was going on here. It is an old rule in officialdom to bully the superiors but not to conceal the inferiors. Wang Shun'er was confused for a while before he understood the meaning of Chen Guanlou's words. He said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen. No need!" What a man! That's Ling Chi. Ling Chi has a thousand swords and he has to hold on for three days. Chen Guanlou could not imagine what kind of willpower and fearless spirit he had to face Lingchi's torture so calmly. He is afraid of death anyway! "Master Wang can change his mind at any time, just ask the jailer to notify me." Wang Shun'er laughed, very easily, without any baggage, "I accept Chen Tou's kindness. As the sworn brother of the Ming Dynasty King, there is no coward." Chen Guanlou cupped his hands, expressed deep admiration, and turned to leave. Chen Guanxin didn't quite understand what Chen Guanlou was doing, "He's just a rebel leader, why should Mr. Chen be so polite to him?"
Chen Guanlou glanced at the other party, "They are sorry for the court and the emperor, but they are sorry for the people of Jinzhou. A person who wholeheartedly serves the people has just chosen a wrong path and trusted the wrong person. Give him what he can. Help is nothing.” Chen Guanxin opened his mouth, and it took him a while to find his voice, "But he is a traitor after all. In order to suppress the traitors, the court spent a lot of money and owed millions of taels of debt. These deficits will eventually fall on other state capitals. He is worthy of the people of Jinzhou, but he is not worthy of the people of other states." Chen Guanlou sneered, "Do you really think that without the Jinzhou rebels, the imperial court would not be in deficit? The emperor is practicing Taoism and building large-scale construction projects. Could it be that all the money falls from the sky? The Jinzhou rebels are just forcing The emperor is just using the money for large-scale construction projects to quell thieves. The source of the burden for the people of other states is not the rebellion of Jinzhou. You are smart and know better than me. " Chen Guanxin's head was in a trance. He looked around nervously and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure no one was eavesdropping. "Tou Chen, I don't want to talk about this! This is the capital, at the feet of the emperor." "I know. I won't say it again." "Brother Lou..." Chen Guanxin suddenly changed his title, but he hesitated to speak. "If you have anything to say, just say it." "Brother Lou, are you a rebellious person?" "Nonsense! I am a good citizen." Chen Guanlou had to give a strong counterattack, "I abide by the law, do my job conscientiously, and never do anything illegal. There are not many good citizens like me in the capital. Why do you say that I am a rebellious person? I think you are a rebellious person. Otherwise, why would your father always pick on you?" Chen Guanlou touched the back of his head and said, "My old man is confused. Look, my head is flat, so there's nothing wrong with it. If you don't believe me, you can touch it. Brother Lou, do you dare to let me touch it?" Chen Guanlou kicked the opponent away and tried to touch the back of his head. He deserved a beating. While waiting for someone alone, Chen Guanlou reached out his hand and secretly touched the back of his head. It was flat. Where did it come from? Talking nonsense all day long. He has a bottom line as a human being and his conscience is still intact, yet he is actually said to be a rebellious person. Sure enough, superstition is unacceptable. Wang Shun'er never changed her story and did not ask the medical officer to prescribe medicine. On the day of execution, he was identified and escorted to the execution ground. Chen Guanlou personally led the team. This was also Fan Yucheng's last case before he was promoted. He specifically told Chen Guanlou, "Take good care of Wang Shun'er and make sure he is alive until the end of Lingchi. Don't make any mistakes. Are you ready for the life-threatening ginseng?" "Don't worry, sir. I bought fifty-year-old ginseng. It's a good idea to risk my life." Yu Cheng Fan was relieved. In his heart, he was actually complaining about the old emperor making trouble out of nothing and wasting a piece of 50-year-old ginseng. That was all money! His money! Although it was spent from the public account, it was obvious that Yu Cheng Fan had already regarded the money in the public account as private property. On the way to the execution ground, Chen Guanlou asked Wang Shuner for the last time, "It's not too late to change your mind now." Lingchi a thousand cuts, can it be done without anesthesia? It's too tragic! Wang Shuner raised his head and looked at the sky that he had not seen for more than a month, "People are not afraid of death, but how can they be afraid of death! I want to tell the world, tell Emperor Taixing, let alone Lingchi a thousand cuts, even if it is Lingchi three thousand cuts, the will of the people cannot be violated! Today, I will die with my body, and thousands of people will vindicate me in the future. Chentou, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind and will never change it." Alas! Chen Guanlou could only sigh. He didn't understand! He just admired sincerely. As they were about to reach the execution ground, Chen Guanlou paused. Xiao Jin hurriedly asked, "Boss Chen, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Chen Guanlou looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil. A mountain, a mountain that is difficult to climb, a ninth-rank warrior came to the execution ground in person, what is this for? Is someone going to risk his life to rob the execution ground today? The ninth-rank warrior can't be bored and come to watch the execution on purpose. Chen Guanlou suppressed his emotions under the pressure of the ninth rank, but he was already sweating. He didn't dare to do anything wrong. He followed Wang Shuner and must be the center of attention today. If there was anything wrong, it would probably arouse the suspicion of the ninth-rank warrior.