Lu Jinping sneered and said, "This disobedient son was not good at taking care of me at the beginning. Now he was going to be executed. He was going to bother him to come and send him a black-haired man. It would be fine if he had been sad, but he had to take care of his funeral for him. If he had known this, why should he have to be the first to be the first? I heard that he had not taken care of his mother well before, so his mother had a lot of complaints about him. After he was imprisoned in prison, his mother had never visited him.: In this case, why bother the old man who is already in his seventies to deal with such funeral for him? Let him die for himself, and he said he had not been notified."

The sauce room hurriedly agreed, bowed and turned around and wanted to go out.

Lu Jinping thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate. Although his mother had not come to visit him before, she might not have come before the execution, and she could not conclude that the old woman was unwilling to take care of her and restrained her bones. Since he had proposed this matter, he should still send his words to him. In fact, even if he did not mention the execution time and the body of the death row prisoner, the yamen still had the obligation to notify his family, especially the disposal of the corpse of the corpse, and they should be solicited. Only when the family of the deceased clearly refused and did not collect the corpse on the spot, the court could deal with the corpse according to regulations. This was in line with the rules. His actions just now were still too arbitrary.

So Lu Jinping called the sauce room and said, "Let me notify me, is their mother living far? Time doesn't wait for anyone."

"Not far away, right outside the city, and it is precisely because of this that I feel that this disobedient son is really unfilial. My mother lives in the countryside outside the city, and has no relatives around her and has no support. He eats delicious food and drinks spicy food in the city, but never thinks about his mother. Now the son is about to be executed, but I remember that he asked his mother to collect his body for him. It's really hateful."

Lu Jinping nodded and said, "We cannot be unrighteous when he is unkind. Let's notify his mother and see his mother's attitude. This is the obligation our yamen should fulfill. As for how his mother should deal with it, it is up to her to decide."

The sauce room nodded quickly and agreed, saying that he would send someone to notify him immediately, and then he said goodbye and left.

In the afternoon, the sauce room came to report to Lu Jinping again and said that his mother said that the life and death of the disobedient son was left to heaven, and he didn't care about it. Lu Jinping shook his head and said, "You can't live by yourself. You can only go there. You prepare a straw mat, and after the execution, you can bury him in a cemetery according to the rules. Or tell the coroner that it's better to dig the pit deeper and don't let the wild dog dig it."

The sauce room agreed.

The next day.

The execution time is scheduled to be noon.

When Lu Jinping woke up early in the morning, he heard the two little maids outside talking. Lu Jinping found that his life was taken care of by Ye Qingqing, but seeing that she was too busy, he asked Ye Qingqing to choose two dear maids to help her with housework. At this moment, Lu Jinping heard the two little maids building snowmen in the yard and discussing what to use for the nose of a snowman. Although their voices were lighter, the ancient windows were not soundproof and were pasted with white paper, so they still reached Lu Jinping's ears. Lu Jinping couldn't help but be stunned. Is it snowing?

This winter is almost over, and the Spring Festival is coming soon, but there are only a few snowfalls. The last time they went to Yunya Mountain to encounter a heavy blizzard, but in the next two days, the sun shone brightly and the snow quickly melted.

From then until yesterday, it was dry and cold. The wind was blowing but there were no snowflakes. Yesterday afternoon, I saw the sky was like lead blocks, and I guess there might be a layer of snow, and it really started falling.

Today, he was about to be executed, but heavy snow started to fall. Although snow is the scenery that should be in winter, it always gives people a kind of injustice scene of snow falling in July. This made Lu Jinping feel a slap in his heart. He was stunned for a moment, sighed for some reason, and then slowly sat up.

Ye Qingqing, who was looking at the two girls outside building snowmen at the door, seemed to have a sense of emotion with him. He turned his head and saw him, and quickly walked over and said, "You wake up, I told them, don't argue with these two crazy girls. They seem to have never seen snow before, so happy, and they are joking."

"As kids, for sure, they all like snow. I'm almost time to get up anyway."

Ye Qingqing said, "That's right. If you don't get up in a while, I'll call you, hurry up and put on your clothes. Today I'm going to be a prisoner."

Ye Qingqing brought Lu Jinping's close-fitting clothes from the bamboo baking cage of the fire shop. In winter, Lu Jinping's clothes were all the clothes that Ye Qingqing thought that when he was about to get up in the morning, he put the clothes on the bamboo baking cage of the stove and baked them warmed up, so that Lu Jinping would not feel cold when he was wearing them.

Lu Jinping was already accustomed to Ye Qingqing's meticulous care. She smiled, put on warm clothes, put on the official robe under Ye Qingqing's service, and then sat in front of the dressing table. Ye Qingqing stood behind her to help her start combing her long hair.

After combed his hair and tied it up, the two little maids knew that the Lord had gotten up, so they quickly brought hot water, served Lu Jinping to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and then put on the official hat.

Lu Jinping walked to the canteen in the wing next to him. He now had a special place to eat, and his chef had already prepared the breakfast, which looked quite rich and placed on the table.

Lu Jinping was having breakfast, and at this time, he heard the little maid outside say, "It's snowing again, it's so heavy!" Lu Jinping couldn't help but feel sad again. If the snowflakes drifted until noon and were executed under the heavy snow, what a miserable thing would be.

Lu Jinping threw down the chopsticks, stood up and walked to the door. Ye Qingqing lifted the curtains, Lu Jinping stepped out to the corridor and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the ground was already covered with thick white snow. I don’t know how much thicker it should have been after the heavy snow. The snowman in the yard, the two maids in the yard, had become furry and covered with snowflakes. The two eyes embedded with their index fingers were also covered by the falling snowflakes.

Lu Jinping stared at the snowman in a daze, until Ye Qingqing next to him reminded him that the time was almost over and it was time to go to the yamen to prepare for the execution ground. Lu Jinping came to his senses.

The groom had already prepared Lu Jinping's carriage, which was arranged by the yamen. Ye Qingqing brought a red oil paper umbrella, held him to block the snow, and accompanied him to the front yard to get on the carriage, watching Lu Jinping's carriage go out through the small door.

The wheels of the carriage crushed the thick snow and made a squeaking sound. Lu Jinping lifted a crack in the curtain and looked out. The cold wind blew, and the snow was covered with heavy snow. There were very few pedestrians on the street, all hiding in the house.

The officials of the Tang Dynasty were far less so than the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. They neither sounded the gongs to open the way nor did they drive passers-by to pass by, but they seemed more friendly, with only one carriage following two followers.

What he could see was actually seen every day, that is, the wandering beggars who fled to famine and beg for food under the corners of the roadside walls and eaves. Even in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, beggars were still everywhere. After all, natural disasters and prosperous Tang Dynasty were just for the Tang Dynasty as a whole. In particular, there were always natural disasters and displaced victims of various reasons became beggars. In the cold weather, they had nowhere to live, and they could only tremble in the cold wind.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the yamen. Lu Jinping came to the signing room. The servant had already set two fires, and put a furnace down in the warm room. He sat in the warm room to review the memorials. He felt the spring scenery in the room and did not feel the severe cold outside.

An hour before the execution, Lu Jinping brought the assistant to the City God Temple in the yamen. In ancient times, there was a City God Temple dedicated to the individual worship in the yamen. One of the important functions was to pray to God when executing the death row prisoners, indicating that this execution was to follow the will of heaven and follow the will of the people, rather than slaughtering creatures, hoping to get blessing from God.

After the ceremony was held, Lu Jinping ordered the prisoner to be brought up.

The prisoner was taken out of the prison and was imprisoned in the cage of the death row prisoner. This cage was made of iron pillars as thick as a child's arms. Once locked, it could not be opened easily, just to prevent someone from robbing the prison.

All the detectives from the Yamen, Kuaimin, participated in the security of the court. Of course, most of the forces were arranged along the way from the Yamen to the execution ground and around the execution ground. There were no more people in the heavily guarded yamen.

The prison car was taken out of the prison, crushing the thick snow heavily, and came to Lu Jinping. Lu Jinping looked up and saw the butcher's hair fluttering in the cold wind. His hands were leaning against the iron cage, and he had thick iron chains hanging on his waist. There were a lot of rice grains stuck to his beard. He couldn't help frowning and said to the captain of the bear: "Why do you look like this? You won't help washing him."

The head captain quickly agreed and quickly called the prison guard to bring him a basin of hot water to wash his face and hair. However, there was no hair dryer in ancient times. After washing his hair, the wet hair could be tied into a bun and wrapped around his head. Although the water on it became ice, it was not easy to see that there was any problem. However, his bearded face could not tie his hair and let him float in the cold wind. The water droplets on it became ice when blown by the cold wind, which was like weeds growing randomly. Looking at Lu Jinping, he couldn't help but shake his head. But it was much better than the image he had just now.

During this period, the butcher kept saying, "Master, I'm wronged, I didn't kill anyone, I'm wronged, I'm dead with my eyes open, Master."

Lu Jinping and Shasifang had heard him cry for justice many times during the previous interview, and explained to him that they were not responsible for the review of his case, because the case was completed and sent to him before Lu Jinping became the judiciary. After passing through Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice reported it to the emperor, and the emperor had approved the death penalty. Their duty was only to execute the death penalty. Now they were about to be sent to the execution ground and still shouting for justice. Lu Jinping no longer wanted to explain it to him, so he turned a deaf ear and stood there watching the snowflakes falling all over the sky. Although there was a servant behind him holding an umbrella for him to cover him, he still felt the chic and desolate feeling in the snowflakes all over the sky, especially before an execution of a death row prisoner.

After dealing with his messy hair and beard, Lu Jinping ordered to set off to the execution ground. The prison cart was in front, with yamen runners and soldiers leading the way. The official cart made by Lu Jinping followed behind, leaving the prison and the yamen. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!