The hysterical roar was eerie.
"Zzz…"
Qin Hui's body fell into the pot of oil. The boiling oil in the pot splashed out and was blocked by a layer of solid ice, making an ear-piercing sound of corrosion.
As Qin Hui's body landed.
On the wooden frame where he was originally tied up, a huge cloth was stretched straight. On the cloth, there were bold and bold but sinister and strange words that attracted the attention of many people.
When they saw Qin Hui's crimes on the cloth, everyone was secretly shocked.
"Who is it? To be able to have such powerful means.”
"Not only did they capture Qin Hui for trial, but they even openly announced his crimes. This is clearly to show the public to the world.”
Shocking.
The shock was indescribable. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one present would have believed that all of this was true.
Just how bold must he be to dare to try Qin Hui, the favorite of Song Weizong, in Kaifeng, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty?
The sizzling sound was like a piece of pork being fried in a pot of oil.
The moment Qin Hui's body fell into the frying pan.
His skin began to turn yellow, and then, it turned into a greasy golden color.
Qin Hui struggled in the oil pan.
However, the pot of oil was extremely huge. If it was filled with warm water, it would be enough for a family of five to bathe in it. Qin Hui's struggle was useless. His body struggled and sank to the bottom of the pot of oil.
"Pluto." The final roar.
After Qin Hui shouted these two words, his body sank into the bottom of the pot of oil.
Boiling pig fat seeped into Qin Hui's throat, nostrils, ears…and even his eyes.
"Pa" Two crisp sounds.
Everyone saw that Qin Hui, who had just sunk into the pot of oil, had his widened eyes explode, and two bloody holes appeared in his eyes.
Even though he had already sunk into the pot of oil, Qin Hui still let out an extremely terrifying scream at this moment.
However, as he screamed, more boiling pig fat flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
Even now, Qin Hui was still alive.
The skin on the surface of his body was covered in a layer of golden color, and his eyeballs had exploded. However, his brain and internal organs were still intact. Therefore, despite the extreme pain, he did not die immediately.
The boiling oil began to corrode his internal organs.
His intestines were instantly fried in the grease. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys…All the important organs in his body were covered in a layer of greasy gold under the boiling grease, as if they were wearing a golden holy garment. However, the screams were heart-wrenching.
From the nose, ears, eyes... these places with holes, the oil seeped into the brain.
The brain was instantly cooked, and the other parts of his body emitted a fragrance of meat products.
When the people who were watching saw that Qin Hui was no longer struggling in the oil pot, they were all stunned on the spot. No one could say anything at this moment.
No, it wasn't completely nonexistent.
"Mother, it smells so good." A woman with a child stood outside. She couldn't see what was happening inside, but she could smell it.
The child pulled his mother's hand and said innocently.
The mother was shocked by her child's words.
The child was young and did not know how shocked Qin Hui was when he was thrown into the pot of oil, but it did not mean that she did not know.
He hurriedly covered his child's mouth. Seeing that everyone around him was squeezing in, wanting to see the scene of Qin Hui being fried, no one noticed his child's words, he couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief.
Then, he pulled his child and quickly squeezed out of the crowd, lest the soldiers come and suffer injustice!
……
Tang Muge in the Imperial Palace!
Song Weizong, Zhao Ji, stood naked by the pool. He stretched out his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly. His face showed an expression of enjoyment and contemplation.
Beside him, three or four palace maids were carefully wiping every inch of his skin with towels.
It was not until there was not a single drop of water left that the other two palace maids took out their clothes and walked to Zhao Ji's side, putting them on him one by one.
Not long after.
Zhao Ji, who had put on the dragon robe, opened his eyes and looked at the eunuch standing behind a layer of bead curtain. He exhaled and asked lazily,"
"What time is it?"
"Replying to the emperor, it's almost time (around eight o'clock)!”Outside, the young eunuch hurriedly replied.
"Is it already the time of day?"
Zhao Ji lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He waved his hand and dismissed the palace maid who was waiting for him. He walked out and said,
"How are the preparations going at the imperial kitchen?”
"How many of those ministers are waiting in the main hall?”
"Replying to the emperor." The eunuch hurriedly followed Zhao Ji and lowered his head to look at Zhao Ji's footsteps. He replied,""All the ministers have arrived at the main hall at the beginning of the day (7 am). However, Minister Qin has not arrived yet.”
"Minister Qin?"
Zhao Ji smiled." I heard that he went out hunting and only returned to Kaifeng at midnight yesterday. He must be tired." There was no harm in letting him rest for a while. After all, the palace banquet would only begin at nine o'clock.”
"However, I haven't had a good chat with Minister Qin recently. Today is the end of the year and the whole country is happy. I must drink a few more cups with all my beloved ministers, especially Minister Qin.”
"Minister Qin and the other lords will definitely thank the emperor for his grace.”The young eunuch's face was full of smiles as he casually threw a flattering glance at Song Weizong.
Right at this moment!
A leader of the Imperial Guards rushed over and half-knelt in front of Song Weizong. He hurriedly said,"
"Emperor, Minister Qin, Minister Qin, he…"
"What are you panicking for? Tell me, what happened to Minister Qin?”Zhao Ji frowned and looked coldly at the leader of the Imperial Guards.
"Replying to the emperor."
The chief wiped the sweat off his forehead." I heard from my subordinate that…Minister Qin was hung at the entrance of North City at dawn today and thrown into a pot of oil."”
"Now, now…I'm afraid."
"Afraid of what?" Song Weizong's expression changed.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This lowly official deserves to die. This lowly official received this news too late. At this moment…Lord Minister Qin is probably already dead.”The head of the Imperial Guards knocked his head on the ground.
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