"go?"
"Of course I'm going. I heard that the best trees in the Arc de Triomphe square have been occupied by students from the West City this morning. If I go later, I'm afraid I won't be able to see anything."
"I don't want to go, but there must be no business in the market, shh... Look at the gentlemen at the management office over there, I shouldn't have said that."
"Go, we haven't had such a big event in our empire for many years."
"Who said that, I also participated in the celebration ceremony after the big explosion more than 20 years ago, that battle..."
"Don't talk so much, let's go together, let's go together."
"Go together! Go together!"
Aunt Susan listened to the excited conversations of the people nearby. A trace of disgust and helplessness flashed on her fat face. Seeing people gushing out of the market like fish with medicine, she couldn't help but cursed in an annoyed voice, He wiped off the ash stains on his hands on his apron, walked to the management office and took a small flag allotted. He stepped on the mud and cigarette butts on the ground and joined the crowd.
Today, the underground transportation system in the capital is all open for free, sending people from all districts to the empty square of the Arc de Triomphe. It didn’t take long for people from the slums in the northwest corner to enter the vaguely restless area. sea of people.
Susan glanced at the small flag in her hand, and felt that the black hibiscus flowers on the flag were a little dazzling, and the palm of her hand holding the flag handle was sweaty and uncomfortable. Like a puppet, she mechanically waved the small flag with the excited crowd around her. I kept cursing in my heart.
Today is the 723rd year of the imperial calendar of the White Geun Dynasty.
The uproar of aristocratic rebellion a few days ago has all been subsided. According to the imperial edict, a small number of noble ambitions, taking advantage of the approach of the federal enemy, launched a brutal rebellion against the glorious royal family. In this rebellion, Prince Baiwu, the highly respected Imperial Minister of Military Affairs, died heroically, and the governor of Libanxing, Ke Baoning, died heroically. Now that the rebellion has been quelled, it is time to clear up the sins of those careerists.
His Majesty the great emperor summoned people from all walks of life in Tianjing Xingdu to come to the Arc de Triomphe square to witness this just trial.
After a long period of quiet and anxious anticipation, the dark crowd watching the torture finally waited for the moment when the gallows was erected, watching the black gallows with the original retro flavor being lifted by the crane, watching the hoods The noble criminals in Heibu were escorted out by the soldiers and walked to the gallows. The first wave of cheering shouts suddenly came out from the crowd. With the center of the square as the dot, a wave formed by human heads rose and spread out one after another.
A pale, haggard nobleman was escorted to the gallows. After taking off his black mask, he was a little uncomfortable with the light in this cloudy sky. He squinted his eyes and glanced around in fear, but was surrounded by countless excited photos under the gallows. The twisted civilian's face was even more frightened. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
The Chancellor of the Empire read out the judgment with impassioned enthusiasm, and then without any pause, the crisp metal door opened, and the noble fell straight into the circular passage, and straightened the black noose around his neck.
Since the execution of the trial, the crowd of countless people watching the executions in the square has maintained absolute silence. I have not seen such a bloody execution scene for many years. At this scene, they seemed to wake up, and they seemed to clearly hear the sound of the noose severing the neck vertebrae of the nobleman, and they couldn't help but start shouting excitedly.
Aunt Susan looked at the gallows in the distance with a complicated expression, and couldn't help closing her eyes.
One after another nobleman was executed, his neck bones were torn off by the black noose, and he stopped breathing. Every time the black noose was stretched, and every time the nobleman's body fell heavily, it caused an excited shout from thousands of people in the square.
Especially when the noble women were executed, the people in the square were extremely excited. The male civilians, the poor and the untouchables with the smell of sweat, widened their eyes, watching the white jade-like calves of the noble girls kicking in the air in vain, twitching until they became quiet, just like watching a breathtaking scene in broad daylight. Excited yin performance, could not help but let out a sigh of satisfaction that was almost moaning, but his face immediately changed to a shy, cowardly and unbearable mask.
Aunt Susan was squeezed by the excited crowd, looking at the hanged noble ladies, her hand holding the black hibiscus flower flag was getting tighter, her broad lips were getting tighter and tighter, and her thick straight eyebrows were wrinkled. He was getting tighter and tighter, and let out a real sigh in his heart.
When the trial was over, Aunt Susan rubbed her swollen forehead and walked to the subway entrance without any energy. The commoners came to watch the trial. It was the imperial edict. She had to come, but she didn't have to participate in the parade that followed, and she didn't want to.
On the way back to the market by public transport, she saw thousands of imperial youths marching outside the car window. Those boys were waving flags, chanting the slogan of Long Live His Majesty, and the words of punishment for treason. Walk through the streets.
Walking into the muddy neighborhood with both feet, Aunt Susan bought a lot of cheap green vegetables on the vegetable market, paid the allotted principal and interest for this month, took the vegetables back to her dilapidated courtyard, and handed them out to the side room. At the same time, he took a batch of goods to be sold from those hands and put them on his three-wheeled electric vehicle.
After carefully checking the quantity of the goods, she found that something was wrong. Aunt Susan finally couldn't help but burst out in annoyance and annoyance. She crossed her bucket-like waist and scolded the room next to her: "Clumsy, You can't do a simple job as simple as assembling a few broken machines. I'll feed you for nothing? I don't know how expensive you are..."
Suddenly thinking of something, Aunt Susan stopped scolding, glanced at the gate of the courtyard vigilantly, spit out angrily, and drove the electric tricycle out of the courtyard.
Today's Aunt Susan is a rude woman who lives in the slums of the capital and lives by selling pirated audio and video players and the minimum guarantee of the empire. Many years ago, she was also a delicate noble lady who owned a pair of today's squares. The jade-like calves of those noble ladies on the gallows.
As a middle-class aristocrat, her parents were secretly executed because they were involved in a struggle between the six ministries of the empire. She and her brother survived in the only house left by the family. He bravely joined the Imperial Expeditionary Force. However, many years later, Susan ushered in the bad news that her brother was executed for violating military discipline.
The family's last house could no longer be saved. Susan, who was living in misery, was living in a slum, and she was very lucky to meet a husband who loved her and loved her. However, after three years of marriage, her husband fell ill and died, leaving her alone. Live with his son.
In those days, the noble lady who wore gorgeous dancing shoes and stepped on small stones would frown like willows, but under the ruthless torment of fate, she became a pungent character, waist like a bucket, wearing hard-soled imitation military boots. The aunt who stepped on the muddy water and made a crackling sound.
That strong or bloated body, pressed on the small electric tricycle, looked not only funny, but also a little sad for some reason.
In the market, a fierce quarrel broke out again with the fiercely competitive male counterparts. With her extraordinary lung capacity and extremely filthy verbal attacks, Aunt Susan won another victory and successfully occupied the best place in the market. The mobile booth sold two pirated audio and video players, and then gave 60% of the profits to the market management office and those gangsters covered in tattoos.
If she wants to live and live hard with her son, she needs to quarrel day after day, succeed day after day, and give her hard-earned money to those parasites with a smile every day.
It's just that whenever I return to the dilapidated courtyard late at night, the energy in my strong body will be completely consumed by these quarrels and smiles, and Aunt Susan is extremely tired.
In the dark alley, she leaned weakly at the gate of the courtyard, thinking of the scolding with that old yellow and black guy in the west in the afternoon, the swear words that indulged and filthy never dared her son to hear, and the restraint in her youth, she couldn't bear it. Zhu raised his calloused hands, covered his frosty cheeks, and slowly squatted down.
Oh, what a life this is.
For a hard life, memories are a luxury, only once in a while, even sadness is a luxury, because it will make life more difficult, Aunt Susan stubbornly stood up straight and patted her big buttocks After muttering a few words in a low voice, he turned around and walked into his own courtyard.
There is still hope in her life, as well as the well-behaved and sensible son, the son who is studying in the second university in the capital, her hard and difficult life, because of that boy, it is no longer all gray and black.
According to her income, it is absolutely impossible to pay the expensive tuition fees of the Second University. Thanks to the indiscriminate education promotion plan promoted by His Majesty, outstanding students like her son have the right to be admitted for free and equally. Because of this, in Aunt Susan, who had hated the imperial family for half her life in the bottom of her heart, forgave her majesty extremely quickly.
She parked the tricycle and climbed up to the small attic with difficulty. She had turned into that rude but kind woman, with her forefinger as thick as a branch on her hips, facing the dazed man deep in the dark room. The black-haired young man scolded angrily: "How many units have you assembled in the past four hours? How can you be such a stupid person?"
The black-haired young man rubbed his face in anguish, those faint scars were no longer clear, he looked at the stout woman at the door, and helplessly said softly, "I said it yesterday, your upper house will give it to you. Your goods are wrong, there is something wrong with those bayonet self-screw models, there is no way to screw them, I have to polish them one by one, of course, the time is very slow."
"Don't look for excuses!" Aunt Susan raised her eyebrows and roared, "Don't think that you can eat plain rice because you are a noble. Today, I should take you to the square to see the tragic death of your companions!"