Be Careful General's Wife!

The next day, the Yamen opened a court to hear the case in public. Because Yong'an Hou had pleaded guilty and the confession evidence was available, the case was tried very quickly, but it ended in half an hour. A group of killers of qianshamen killed countless people and were sentenced to be beheaded by qiuhou. As for Hou meibing, Yongan, he was sentenced to 200 Zhang punishment and exiled to the bitter and cold land in the north.

Zhang punishment is in front of everyone. If you go down with a hundred sticks, Yong'an Hou is already full of flesh and blood, fainted and fainted. Although the man passed out, the punishment had to continue.

The wife of Yong'an Hou, the two sons of Yong'an Hou, and the servants who came with him all knelt on the ground and begged the governor not to fight again.

The governor ignored them and let the Yamen drive them out.

After two hundred sticks, the executioner sniffed his nose and found that Yong'an Hou was dead. Although the common people who watched the punishment felt that it was a bit miserable for Yong'an hou to be killed alive, most of them still felt that Yong'an Hou deserved to die.

After seeing the execution, Song Heng returned to the general's office.

The people of Yongan Houfu took the body of Yong'an Hou back to the Hou's house. After returning to the mansion, the wife of Yong'an Hou put on her imperial edict and said that she would go into the palace and Sue the imperial court. The people of the Yamen were cruel and killed the Yong'an Hou who had been sentenced to exile.

But before she had time to go, the edict of depriving Yongan Marquis came down.

The plaque of Yongan Marquis house was removed, and there was no Yongan marquis in Dongchen since then.

Song Heng returned to the general and went directly to Qiushi courtyard. In the courtyard, Shen Wanzheng was sitting in the courtyard with her right hand hanging in the sun. On her left side was xiao'an's cradle.

Song Heng walked over and looked at his little son who was lying in the cradle eating his hands.

"Yiya..." The boy an showed a toothless smile to his father.

Song Heng was infected by his smile. He couldn't help but pick up his lips, stretched out his fingers and poked his son's soft, sticky face.

"Yiya..." Boy Ann grabbed his father's finger and put it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Shen Wan patted his son's small meat hand with his left hand: "don't put it in your mouth, your father is dirty." Shen Wan originally wanted to say that your father's hands were dirty, but soon she lost a word.

The canthus of Song Heng's eyes twitched, turned to look at Shen Wan and asked, "I'm dirty."

"No," Shen Wan quickly explained, "I mean your hands are dirty. You come back from the outside, and you don't wash your hands. Naturally, your hands are dirty. You can't let children take them into their mouths. Do you think so? "

This explanation did not restore Song Heng's mood. Because often blurt out words, is the most real idea in people's mind, in Shen Wan's mind, he is dirty. She once said that she did not want him to touch her with the hands of Lin Qingxue, because she was dirty.

Little boy an still didn't loosen Song Heng's finger. Song Heng didn't pull out his finger either. Instead, he was fighting with his son with a slight force.

"Yong'an is waiting to die."

"How did you die?" Shen Wan looks at Song Heng and asks, isn't he saying that although Yong'an Hou bought murderers to kill people, he should not be sentenced to death? No, even if the death penalty was imposed, it would not be executed so soon.

Song Heng replied: "the Zhang punishment didn't last. He was killed."

"Oh..." Shen Wan nodded with a long voice.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, and Shen Wan, still in his coat, shrinks his neck.

Song Heng took his finger out of his son's hand, lifted up the cradle and rushed to Shen Wan: "it's windy. Go back to the house!"

"Well." Shen Wan uttered a nasal sound.