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Guo Hou could no longer stand still, and two sergeants were holding him up.
After the small platform was completed, Guo Hou kept breathing and his face turned pale.
A big man in black came over, followed by a young man, and the young man was holding a wooden box in his hand.
"I've met my uncle."
The big man bowed in greeting, and Fang Xing asked, "How is your craftsmanship?"
The big man raised his head and said, "Don't worry, uncle. I work every day cutting meat slices at a place that sells beef and mutton. I can say that I am as thin as a cicada's wings."
Fang Xing said with satisfaction: "Very good, then you can serve this gentleman today."
¡°Everyone has guessed Fang Xing¡¯s plan now, and Fang Xing¡¯s special mention of gentry is even more shocking.
"ah!"
Someone in the crowd screamed, Fang Xing took a look and said: "Before I came, Your Majesty said that those rebellious officials and traitors have been harming the people of the south for too long, so I asked this uncle to get those who have committed the most heinous crimes and deal with them on the spot so that they can be punished." The people's anger also makes those who are dissatisfied and ready to follow these people take a look"
"This is the fate of a traitor!"
After Fang Xing shouted loudly, the two sergeants carried Guo Hou up to the stage.
"He has to hold on! Don't let others look down on us."
A gentry among his companions said sadly: "Today our reputation has been ruined. If Guo Hou shows some weakness again, then our reputation for being invincible will be confirmed."
Another person said: "Guo Hou knew that he was going to die, and he was very stubborn all the way. Besides, everyone will die eventually, so what are you afraid of if you take it lightly?"
"It's just that if we take it lightly, we have seen through it. Let alone being cut into pieces, we are not afraid of being put in the frying pan."
"Okay, although Guo Hou is cruel and tyrannical, he can at least show the heroic spirit of our generation. Let's wait and see."
"Uncle Xinghe, if that person can hold on, he will be in trouble."
Wang He felt that the best way to deal with a beast like Guo Hou was to let the people smash him to death or beat him to death.
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Since ancient times, the only way to survive is to die. There are only a few people who can figure it out. At least Guo Hou can't see through it."
Wang He didn't understand, but he asked himself, and then said: "Our family feels that we are afraid. Let alone beheading, our family is probably going to be defeated, so we can't let our family play forward in the future." , what if we are captured? Our family may not be able to survive the torture!"
Fang Xing heard his muttering and found it funny, so he said: "At that time, you were no longer in control. Once you became angry, you were not afraid of anything anymore."
At this time, Guo Hou, who was pulled all the way to the stage, saw the wooden pillar. He suddenly went crazy, crying and struggling.
"Uncle, please spare my life. I am guilty. I just want to spare my life. I am willing to do anything to repay my uncle"
Fang Xing just sneered, thinking about how those people in the future could still be called heroes in the beginning. They looked impressive when they were passing by on the street, but when they got there, they were all turned into a ball of mud, with feces and urine flowing out, and they were full of ugliness.
"He pooped!"
There was a crowd around the stage, and a child was sitting on his father's neck, pointing at the stage and shouting.
"Oh! What a coward! Why are you pretending not to be afraid of death?"
With feces and urine flowing down from under his trousers, Guo Hou was tied to a wooden pillar. He shouted: "I'm guilty, I just want to be cut in two. Uncle, I just want to be cut in two!"
Fang Xing frowned and looked over. Wang He thought he felt that Guo Hou was making noise, so he said, "How about someone stop his mouth?"
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Let those with children go back. Will those children have nightmares at night after watching this? They said they will lose their souls, and everyone with children will rush back."
"Uncle, spare your life, long live your majesty, long live your majesty, then Zhu Yunwen is a waste and a false emperor"
Guo Hou on the stage was already speechless. The big man had already opened the box, and the various tools inside were mind-boggling to see.
"Everyone, go back. My uncle has an order. Children are not allowed to look at these things, so as not to lose their souls, go back quickly."
When Fang Xing saw the government officials and sergeants driving away people with children, he turned back and mounted his horse. Before leaving, he said: "Let someone tell everyone about the casualties and losses in Anxiang County, the women who were insulted, and the people who were held hostage." , this is the good thing done by those foundations of Ming Dynasty.¡±
He drove the horse away, and Li Xiucai dared to complain: "Uncle Xinghe, are you trying to make the people think that the gentry are all like Guo Hou?"
Qu Sheng has been shocked by Fang Xing¡¯s series of words just now.The method of attacking from the east to the west made me a little confused, no, a little scared.
He felt that Fang Xing was too cruel and wanted to slap to death those gentry who opposed the reform, and also took advantage of Huo Yan, who had died for his country.
This is a heroic method!
He was slightly shocked and said: "There are a lot of fields that have been cleared, and there are also many officials involved in this matter. Everyone treats the preferential treatment of poor families as preferential treatment of scholars. Your Majesty is responsible for it, and Xinghe Bo is responsible for it, but the gentry is not responsible for it. But you are rebelling, who do you want the people to listen to?"
Li Xiu also thought of Fang Xing's methods at this moment, so he refused to talk about this topic again.
But Liu Guan praised: "Master Li's words are very true. He wants to dig into the walls of the Ming Dynasty. When the city wall is dug down, it will be a disaster. We ministers must be careful and vigilant. !¡±
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There were many people watching the excitement. After Guo Hou took his last stab in the afternoon the next day, there were more rumors outside, saying that the agricultural tax would gradually be reduced in the future.
"There is no shortage of food in the Ming Dynasty, so what are you going to do with so much food? Are you putting it in a warehouse to feed rats? That will also cost transportation and storage all the way! So this is definitely true."
A big man was chatting in the city gate, and a young man beside him agreed: "The government will have to stabilize food prices, so if taxes are reduced, everyone will have more food on hand, and then we can sell some Go and change money. When you need to make money, you can make cloth, and when you need to make wine, you can make wine. What a great day! It¡¯s not far away!¡±
Someone said: "That's wrong, that's right. I saw it said in Ming Pao. If you have too much food to eat, you can also raise more livestock. When the time comes, you can eat meat at home and exchange for money. It's the best of both worlds!"
The people who gathered around nodded, and someone said: "Then the life of farmers will be better than ours from now on."
"If you can work in the fields, you can also farm."
¡°We are no longer encouraged to open up wasteland, and we are not allowed to farm near the water. Where can we find land? Besides, I can¡¯t afford it, and I don¡¯t want to immigrate.¡±
"Then what are you mumbling about? Mr. Ye is a dragon."
Huang Jian listened to these words, his face as dark as water.
He came here to inquire about the news, but he was blocked here. Listening to these words that were tantamount to praising the emperor and Fang Xing, Huang Jian wished he could pounce and tear these people's mouths and those disgusting smiles.
He has been unable to sleep at night recently, and his whole body looks dark. The fat guy and Qingpi just made fun of him, saying that he has dark spots on his eyebrows, so he should not go out randomly because he is afraid that he will be unlucky recently.
As long as a person has a guilty conscience, his courage will be weak, and then everyone will be wary and suspicious.
Huang Jian has this mentality now.
He was thinking about what the fat man said, and then squeezed out of the crowd.
After arriving at Wang's house, he pushed aside the blocking servants and rushed into the place where Wang Yuan was drinking tea.
Wang Yuan is making tea, moving slowly.
The sound of footsteps startled him. He looked up at Huang Jian and said calmly: "Get out!"
Huang Jian sneered and said: "Fang Xing beheaded Guo Hou. If he sends someone to find out who Wen Fang was intimate with back then, teacher, do you think Wen Fang's rebellion will be weighed on your head?"
"Those threats are just a joke, get out!"
Wang Yuan didn't want to talk to him, but he saw the servant standing outside the door, looking at Huang Jian's back in surprise, and asked, "What is it?"
The servant said in shock: "Master, it is a piece of paper with words on it."
"What word?"
Huang Jian turned around and asked, Wang Yuan could see his back.
"Where are you going, ground mouse"
Wang Yuan's expression changed drastically, he threw away the teapot, stood up and asked, "Who did it?"
Huang Jian didn¡¯t know there was a note on his back. He turned around several times and finally took off his robe and finally saw the piece of paper.
"Ground mouse"
He held the paper and asked blankly: "Who posted it?"
Wang Yuan came over and took the piece of paper, looked at the handwriting and said, "I've seen Fang Xing's handwriting. It's not him. It's wrong. It can't be him. Who did you provoke?"
Huang Jian looked at Wang Yuan blankly, and suddenly shouted: "This is for you!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com