On the execution ground.
A simple wooden frame was set up on the street in the market so that the people below could clearly see the beheading.
Ordinary people had few entertainment activities, and because the previous incident had caused such a big fuss, the beheading market was packed with people.
In modern times, this is a barbaric act, but it is common in the cultivation world. Even under the rule of immortals, it is difficult to change the nature of the cultivation world's agricultural society.
Prime Minister Pan Jun's favorite thing to read in his spare time is the history of the cultivation world. China has always had a tradition of learning from history.
Special research institutes organized by local governments have conducted comprehensive analyses of the society of the cultivation world. Among them, the one who has made the greatest contribution to society is undoubtedly Li Changsheng, the strongest person.
With his style, it is inevitable that he can promote society towards civilization.
All saints, whether immortal or mortal, will promote social progress.
There are many modern philosophers and great men in modern times, and there are also people like the Sword Immortal in the world of cultivation.
When a person is strong enough and exists long enough, it will change from society influencing people to people influencing society.
In modern times it is called strongman politics.
The world of cultivation progressed rapidly, from the slavery of the sect era to the feudal system of 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 this is not the case.
“Lack of productivity.”
The city lord took out his "signature" and after a verdict, the chivalrous hero was taken to the execution ground, with the executioner standing behind him holding a big knife.
The warrior was now covered in blood, his face was beaten beyond recognition, and his 10 fingers had been pinched. Seeing the people below trembling with fear, they were filled with awe and fear for the City Lord's Mansion.
Anyone in the crowd who had a little knowledge of the law knew that this was an execution that was not in accordance with regulations.
First of all, according to the criminal law formulated by the Immortal Palace, the death penalty must comply with the three-repetition 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 the monks were to rule the world, they would still need to use the old methods and would not deviate from the framework of layers of rule.
Currently, it has only been reported to the Xianmen.
A young and an old Taoist priest were watching this scene quietly in the crowd.
The young Taoist priest was dressed in a green robe, with his long hair simply tied up with a cloth strip. The slight stubble made his ordinary facial features look more mature.
He said in a calm voice, "I remember that according to the law, the law cannot be used. If a prisoner is injured in prison, the prison guards and the highest person in charge will be held responsible."
The laws of today's era have an extremely simple and clear explanation of killing, but are extremely strict in their implementation. All the punishments practiced by the major mortal dynasties in the past have been abolished.
The old Taoist priest next to him was wearing the clothes of Shangqing Palace. His white Taoist robe was embroidered with blue clouds. His face was old with some age spots, and his head full of silver hair made him look more like a person with a lot of age.
He answered bluntly, "Master, they will say that it was an injury suffered before he was imprisoned. Such things cannot be verified and are difficult to supervise. Even if you erect 10,000 more stone tablets, you cannot control people's hearts."
The two people are Li Changsheng and Qingxuan, the ones who truly stand at the top.
Li Changsheng asked, "Where do you think the problem lies?"
Taoist Qingxuan thought for a while, then replied, "There are too many people in Tianzhou, food is scarce, and land resources are tight. If it is restored to the previous state of Jiuzhou, the reclaimed land can fully satisfy the rich and powerful."
"As long as society becomes wealthy to a certain degree, those in power will begin to sympathize with the weak. In the past, noble families valued reputation. They would provide relief to disaster victims for the sake of people's livelihood and exempt tenant farmers from rent during disasters."
Only when society is prosperous can kindness be allowed to exist.
Qingxuan has ruled the world for more than a thousand years. Although the Buddhist sect, Shangqing Palace, and Yue Palace take turns to be the boss, only Shangqing Palace truly rules the world. The other two Buddhist sects like to guide people to be good and often spend money to help the poor. The Yue Palace fights corruption and makes money, and builds a spiritual library.
Issues concerning the mortal dynasty and the people are under the jurisdiction of the Shangqing Palace.
"You mean, I still have to see their faces?" The young man glanced sideways, his eyes deep like a long river that has been flowing for thousands of years.
"You, the Immortal, do not need to care about anyone's face, but if you want to govern the world, you must balance all parties." Qingxuan was hesitant. He didn't want to talk to the Immortal like this, but when he thought about his own limited life span, he had to say it.
Because the immortals are pursuing perfection more and more, but the world is full of ups and downs.
"The world has always been like this, it's just a matter of severity. In prosperous times, the common people only received two fewer lashes. You have seen and heard more than I have, so you should know that compromise is inevitable. It's just that the Fairy Palace didn't rule the world directly before, so there was room for retreat, but now there is no room."
“History is like a wheel, it just rolls back.”
At this time, the execution on the stage had already begun.
After the city lord finished reading the evidence, he put it back on the table with both hands and slammed the gavel.
"Criminal Wei Yichao! He is lawless and kills people in the street. His nature is heinous. Do you plead guilty?"
According to the law, even if a prisoner is sentenced to death, he can appeal if he agrees to do so when the execution is about to begin. But the law is dead, but people are alive, and no one will obey that broken stone tablet.
The chivalrous hero's eyes were broken and he was in a trance. When he heard "you can plead guilty", a trace of strength rose up from nowhere.
He looked up at the city lord in gorgeous clothes, spat a mouthful of blood-stained saliva onto the ground, and said, "I recognize you as my mother."
The sound was faint, but the city lord and the people from the immortal sect, who were not ordinary people, heard it very clearly.
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