Chapter 420: The Embodiment of Individual Power Li Changsheng(1/2)
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On the execution ground.
A simple wooden frame was set up on the street of the vegetable market so that the people below could clearly see the beheading.
There are few entertainment activities for ordinary people, and because the previous incident was too big, the beheading market was crowded with people.
In modern times, this is a barbaric act, but in the world of spiritual practice, it is rare and common. Even under the rule of immortals, it is difficult to change the nature of human farming society in the world of spiritual practice.
Prime Minister Pan Jun's favorite thing to read in his spare time is the history of the spiritual world. China has always had a tradition of learning from history.
Special research institutes organized by local governments have conducted a comprehensive analysis of the society of the spiritual world. Among them, the one who has made the greatest efforts to promote society is undoubtedly Li Changsheng, who is the strongest person.
With his style, if he can push society towards civilization, it is inevitable.
All saints, whether immortal or not, will promote the progress of society.
There are hundreds of schools of thought in modern times, various great men in modern times, and there are also figures like the Sword Immortal in the spiritual world.
When a person is strong enough and exists long enough, he will change from influencing people in society to people influencing society.
Modern times call it strongman politics.
The world of spiritual practice has progressed rapidly, from slavery in the sect era to feudalism in the immortal era.
After the flood, in the era of immortal rule, Prime Minister Pan Jun subconsciously imagined a modern spiritual world that was different from technology.
But now it seems that is not the case.
"Lack of productivity."
The city lord took out the "paint" and signed it. After a sentence was pronounced, the knight-errant was put on the execution ground, with the executioner standing behind him holding a broadsword.
The warrior was now covered in blood, his face was beaten into a disfigured shape, and 10 of his fingers had already been pinched. The people below were trembling with fear, and their awe and fear for the City Lord's Mansion could not be greater.
Anyone in the crowd who knew a little bit about the law knew that this was an execution that did not comply with the regulations.
First of all, the criminal law is formulated according to the Immortal Palace. The death penalty must comply with the three-fold system. The death penalty needs to be reported to the Immortal Palace, the local Immortal Gate, and the City Lord's Mansion.
From top to bottom are the central government, county governors, and local governments.
Even if monks are in charge of the world, they still need to adopt old methods and not break away from the framework of layer-by-layer governance.
Currently, it is only reported to Xianmen.
Among the crowd, a young Taoist priest and an old Taoist priest were watching this scene quietly.
The young Taoist priest wore a green shirt, his long hair was simply tied up with a strip of cloth, and a little stubble added a bit of vicissitude to his ordinary facial features.
He said in a calm voice: "I remember that according to the law, execution is not allowed. If a prisoner is injured in prison, the jailer and the highest-level person in charge will be held responsible."
The laws of today's era are extremely simple and clear in their explanations of murder, but are extremely strict in terms of operation. All the punishments followed by the major mortal dynasties in the past have been abolished.
The old Taoist priest next to him was wearing the attire of the Shangqing Palace. His white Taoist robe was embroidered with blue clouds. His face was old and had some age spots, and his silver hair showed the vicissitudes of time.
He answered bluntly: "Immortal, they will say that it was an injury sustained before being imprisoned. This kind of thing cannot be verified, and it is difficult to supervise. Even if you erect 10,000 stone tablets, you will not be able to control people's hearts."
These two people are Li Changsheng and Qingxuan, the ones who truly stand at the top.
Li Changsheng asked: "What do you think the problem is?"
Taoist Qingxuan thought for a while, and then replied: "There are too many people in Tianzhou, food is scarce, and land resources are tight. If Jiuzhou is restored to its previous appearance, the cultivated land can completely satisfy the powerful."
"As long as the society is affluent to a certain level, those in power will begin to sympathize with the weak. In the past, wealthy families were all about prestige. They would provide relief to victims for the sake of people's livelihood, and would also exempt tenant farmers from rent during disasters."
Only when society is wealthy can kindness be allowed to exist.
Qingxuan has been in charge of the world for more than a thousand years. Although Buddhism, Shangqing Palace, and Yue Gong take turns to take charge, only Shangqing Palace truly rules the world. The other two Buddhist clans like to guide people to do good and often give money to help the poor. Yue Palace is
Fight corruption and make money, and build a spiritual treasury at the same time.
Issues concerning the mortal dynasty and the common people were under the control of the Qing Palace.
"You mean, I still have to look at their faces?" The young man looked sideways, his eyes as deep as a long river that has been flowing for thousands of years.
"The Immortal Chief doesn't need to look at anyone's face, but if you want to govern the world, you must balance all parties." Qingxuan hesitated. He didn't want to talk to the Immortal Chief like this, but thinking about Yang Shou, who was barely better than him, he had to say.
Because the immortal is pursuing perfection more and more, but the world is full of clouds and sunshine.
"This world has always been like this, it's just a matter of severity. People in prosperous times can only be whipped twice. You have seen and heard more than me. You should know that compromise is inevitable. It's just that the Immortal Palace did not directly rule the world before.
So there was room to retreat, but now there is no room."
"History is like a wheel, but it rolls back again."
At this time, the execution on the stage had already begun.
After the city lord read out the evidence of crime, he put it back on the desk with both hands and suddenly slapped it in a panic.
"Criminal Wei Yichao! He was lawless and committed murder in the street. His nature is vile. Can you plead guilty?"
According to the law, even a death row inmate can complain of injustice if he agrees at the beginning of preparations for the death penalty, and he can also appeal again. But the law is dead, but people are alive, and no one will abide by that broken stone tablet.
The knight-errant's eyes were broken, and his expression was dazed. When he heard "You can plead guilty," a trace of strength arose from nowhere.
He looked up at the city lord who was dressed in rich clothes, spat blood-streaked saliva on the ground, and said, "I recognize your mother."
The sound was weak, but the city lord and the people from the Immortal Sect heard it very clearly, not just ordinary people.
There was no anger in their expressions, only the same indifference as before.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mayor said: "The prisoner has confessed his guilt, will your Excellency carry out the execution?"
The immortal monk didn't nod or shake his head, he just closed his eyes slightly.
This can be regarded as tacit consent.
"Execution!"
At the command, the executioner raised the butcher's knife high, and the bright blade reflected the cold light in the sun.
It reflected the frightened eyes of thousands of people and the slightly upward corners of the mouths of dignitaries.
Li Changsheng did not take action, watching good people being wronged, watching laws being trampled, and watching the world that he and his old friends tried their best to protect was being ravaged.
He is giving opportunities to the Immortal Sect, and he is also giving opportunities to other powerful people.
As long as one person shakes his head at this unreasonable beheading, and as long as one person says that he wants to report it to the Immortal Palace, no one will dare to behead him.
Boom!
He picked up the knife and brought down the sharp blade, and slashed the Jianghu Knight hard on the back of the neck. At this moment, everyone's expressions tightened, their pupils shrank, and they stared at the severed head attentively.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound, and the broken blade flew into the air and was inserted straight into the soil.
The executioner held a broken knife and stared at the intact back of the neck with wide eyes.
"What?!"
The city lord suddenly stood up and looked at this scene with disbelief.
Everyone present also had their eyes widened with astonishment written on their faces. The monks sent by the Immortal Sect.
The blood splattered three feet that people expected did not happen.
A figure walked out of the crowd, jumped lightly, and landed on the execution platform like a feather, standing in front of the bruised prisoner.
An ordinary man came into view. His eyes were pale, and his appearance and clothing were obviously not outstanding, but just standing there seemed to hold everything in the world in his arms.
Everyone's expressions were still blank, and they didn't know who the person in front of them was.
Because Li Changsheng did not like to leave portraits, and he did not like others to worship them, so as not to be troubled by the incense. Therefore, the Immortal Palace prohibited the establishment of temples for immortals, and only private individuals were allowed to make offerings.
One has no real name, and the other has no idol.
It is difficult to generate incense just by relying on a false name.
Only the person in the Immortal Sect stood up suddenly. When he saw Li Changsheng's face clearly, a chill rushed to his forehead, and he collapsed directly on the ground.
His teeth kept chattering, and he was confused.
Such an appearance naturally attracted the attention of others. Observation of words and expressions is a basic skill in officialdom. The dignitaries noticed the almost bloodless dead face of the Immortal Sect member, and an ominous premonition came to their hearts.
Could this be some powerful senior?
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But no one from the Immortal Palace has been seen for more than ten years, so why are they here today?
The concept of time is the biggest obstacle to immortals. For immortals, more than ten years is not a long time, but for mortals, it is enough for new people to replace old ones.
Li Changsheng glanced at the people present with his peripheral vision. The oldest person was only 80 years old. The monk who came out of the sect to build the foundation was over 70 years old.
And I haven't been to the secular world for fifty years.
To be continued...