An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

Although he didn't ask for a penny, he still had to kill the man. Since he had taken over the business, there was no reason not to kill him. But now there were more important things.

Anyway, he was in the prison of the capital and couldn't escape. He could find a chance to transfer him to Zhaoyu and kill him with any excuse. It would be a waste if he didn't use the things in his hand.

With this idea in mind, Zhao didn't hesitate for long. After drinking tea, he went to bed. It was a wonderful thing to get into bed on such a snowy day!

The next day, when he came to the duty room, Captain Jiang was already waiting. When he saw Zhao Jue enter, he hurriedly reported, "Sir, the list of people to be executed has been drawn up, the executioner is in place, and the notice has been posted. Should we mobilize some people to prevent someone from robbing the execution ground..."

"Ah?" Zhao Jue was very surprised why he had such an idea, but in order to be safe, he nodded and arranged, "Although there are only a few scholars, we still have to be careful..."

"Well, take my token to the captain's office to mobilize people, and tomorrow let them pretend to be civilians, vendors, and people from the underworld, hiding around."

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Captain Jiang took the token and saluted and went out.

"Wait, call Zheng Rongqing in."

Captain Jiang went out for a while, and Zheng Rongqing, wrapped in a cloak, walked in, "Sir, what do you want me to do?"

Zhao Jue kept writing, and after writing the last few words, he gently blew the ink dry. Then he handed him the written paper, "Go back and memorize it. Tomorrow you will supervise the execution. Before the execution, go up and say what is written on it."

"The handwriting is not good-looking. If you don't understand, come and ask me."

How bad can the handwriting be when you are an official? Zheng Rongqing took the thin paper indifferently. He was dumbfounded at the first glance. It's not that it's not good-looking, but ugly.

"Jiu Ye's handwriting is really unique."

"Rongqing, you can't just talk about a commander with great military achievements!"

What can he do? He hasn't practiced it. Besides, why does a person holding a knife write so beautifully?

It's not Wu Song, who improvised calligraphy after killing people.

Wave Zheng Rongqing out and start a life of slacking off.

A day passed quickly, and it was no different from the past. Eating and sleeping, there seemed to be nothing special.

The next day, he changed into an official uniform and walked to Zhaoyu.

Execution is not a simple matter. Even if it has been approved, it is time-consuming and laborious to verify the identity and escort.

Of course, Zhao Jue didn't need to do all these things himself. He simply drank tea and waited as usual. Anyway, he had to sign after the process was completed, so there was no need to rush.

Two quarters after the si hour, Jiang Qianhu hurriedly came in with a list, "Sir, the identity has been verified. Should we escort him to the street corner for execution?"

He took the list and read it once. After confirming that there was no problem, he wrote the word "approved" on the cover and handed the list to Jiang Qianhu.

He smiled and said, "It's just a few people, don't worry, it's not the same thing sooner or later... This time Rong Qing will supervise the execution, you will assist him by the side, and Jie Lin and I will watch from the back, so go with peace of mind."

"Yes!"

......

The second floor of a restaurant has been cleared out. Several men with heavy faces stood at the stairs, but judging from the murderous aura in their eyes, they were not simple.

Eunuch Feng, who usually wears bright red, changed into a plain robe and helped Yuan Zhuo, who was also wearing a plain robe, get off the carriage.

Until Lu Wenyu waved at the window, the two of them went up to the second floor one after the other, sat down near the window, and quietly looked at the simple execution ground not far away.

"The execution will be carried out at noon. It's almost past the middle of the day. Why is there no one on the street?" Yuan Zhuo was a little puzzled. Why is it so deserted at this time? Could it be that his subordinates are not doing their job and are pretending to obey the order but disobeying it?

Eunuch Feng opened the window wide and pointed to the prisoner car in the distance and explained, "The people are following the prisoner car. Who doesn't hate the corrupt officials who are plotting rebellion..."

Yuan Zhuo laughed. Did he not know yet? But this is the effect he wanted.

While the three were talking, the prisoner car had already passed by. The people following it threw snowballs and spit, looking like they hated evil.

Soon the prisoner car arrived at the execution ground, and several prisoners with messy hair, ragged clothes, and bloody faces were taken up. Zheng Rongqing and Jiang Qianhu stood side by side on the stage, looking at the people kneeling in a row with heavy eyes.

Before the two spoke, the dense crowd below the stage was already infuriated and shouted with gnashing teeth.

"Cut them, cut them!"

Many people whispered to each other, and the scene was noisy.

"What have these people done? It's been years since we've seen them executed at the street corner!"

"Didn't you hear what that gentleman said the other day? Treason! Bribery! I heard that they embezzled public funds for river repairs!"

"Not only that, they also embezzled military supplies at the border!"

"Oh, they are so bold, they don't let go of any money!"

"Who said it wasn't... corrupt officials ruin the country!"

......

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost ready, Zheng Rongqing stepped forward and raised his hand to suppress it, swallowed his saliva to relieve the tension in his heart, and said loudly, "Fellow villagers, please be quiet and listen to me for a few words, okay?"

He shouted three times in a row, but there was no effect at all. Captain Jiang couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and used his internal energy to shout, "Be quiet! Listen to what Lord Zheng has to say about the crimes!"

This made the crowd quiet down, and everyone stared at the two people with burning eyes.

"Lord Zheng, please." Captain Jiang made a gesture.

Zheng Rongqing stepped forward, sorted out his thoughts, pointed at the first prisoner, and shouted, "This man is corrupt and assisted outsiders in assassinating the emperor. A small fifth-rank official actually occupied 800 acres of good farmland. Do you think he should be killed?"

"He should be killed!"

Then the second one, "This man...embezzled military funds...seized civilian women...and 600 acres of good farmland in his hometown. Should he be killed?"

"He should be killed!"

The third one, "This man...passed inferior goods as good ones, embezzled 90,000 taels, and 500 acres. Should he be killed?"

"He should be killed!"

.......

It was a snowy day, and the crowd in the audience shouted until their faces turned red. The prisoners who were held down wanted to speak to defend themselves, but their tongues had been cut off and their mouths were smashed. They could only shout and whimper, unable to say a word.

Seeing that the emotions had been aroused, Zheng Rongqing took a deep breath and shouted, "Behead!"

As several big knives fell, several heads flew high, blood splattered, and the faces of the people in front were stained red by the splashing blood.

The wide-open eyes and red face looked a little horrified from a distance.

Zheng Rongqing walked forward and stepped on the blood mixed with snowflakes. Although his legs were shaking a little, he still forced himself to be energetic and shouted, "Fellow villagers, the emperor said: evil cannot prevail over good! Evil cannot prevail over good!"

"Evil, cannot prevail over good!"

The audience shouted "The emperor is wise!"

At the window on the second floor of the restaurant, Yuan Zhuo stroked his beard with interest. After Zheng Rongqing finished shouting, he smiled and asked, "Is this the work of that kid again?"

"It's almost certain." Lu Wenyu answered expressionlessly.

Yuan Zhuo just smiled after listening, asked Eunuch Feng to close the window and walked down. He nodded as he walked, and couldn't help laughing.

"This kid is an interesting person..."