In his heart, I couldn't help but admire this young man a little more.
The cold resistance is better than that of ordinary people.
Ye Siming looked at the village houses scattered in the night rain.
The room he lives in is at the top of the hillside.
Therefore, you can see the villages next to each other.
It's getting late now, and most of us are asleep.
The soldiers patrol team after team, braved the rain.
Ye Siming said lightly: "Mr. Zhang, if you have something to do, you might as well tell me a long story."
Chen Shishi Zhang nodded: "Does the officers and soldiers captured in the daytime be sent back to the capital and into Zhao Prison tomorrow morning?"
Ye Siming pursed his thin lips slightly and thought for a moment.
"How did you usually deal with this situation when you encountered this situation?"
"I have never encountered a similar situation, but after all, they are all disobeying the emperor's imperial edict and being killed on the crime. But..."
However, Censor Zhang did not have the right to take action first and then report.
So he could only suggest sending the person to prison first.
Ye Siming calmed down and said in a low voice: "Don't be so troublesome, just kill it on the spot."
Jingshi Zhang was stunned for a moment: "This..."
"The imperial edict said that if there are officials who do not follow the discipline this time, Bai Yi has the right to be executed first and then report. I came on behalf of Bai Yi, so the same is true for me to kill."
He waved his hand and made the final decision.
"Is there anything else?"
When the young man looked at Yushi Zhang with his dark and cold eyes.
Even though Jails Zhang was over fifty years old and had seen all kinds of people, he could not help but be stared at by such a pair of eyes, feeling the coldness behind him.
This feeling is like walking in the lightless night, surrounded by dangers.
A fearful feeling spread from the soles of the feet.
He shook his head: "It's okay, the marquis rest early."
However, at this moment, the half-closed wooden door was suddenly opened.
A sleepy little breast sound came: "Wait."
Ye Siming and Zhang Yushi looked back.
Gu Nuoer was wrapped in a small quilt, as if she was wearing a robe.
Her white and tender hands rubbed her eyes.
I was so sleepy that I yawned.
"I just heard that you want to deal with those officers and soldiers?"
Ye Siming pursed his lips.
He just didn't want to scare the little guy, but unexpectedly, she was almost asleep and still pricked her ears and eavesdropped on her face.
Ye Siming nodded without refuting.
Censor Zhang hurriedly asked: "Does Your Highness have any other suggestions?"
Gu Nuoer whined: "How many officers and soldiers are there?"
"A rough summary, there are about 60 people."
"Well, there are so many people, will it be a tiring thing for our own soldiers to kill them?"
Gu Nuoer's eyes were blank and sleepy.
But what she said was extremely organized: "So, don't kill me for now, let them help you!
Just tell them directly that if they work hard, they can reduce their sins, otherwise they will be dead if they escape or go back.
Those who escape, even those who are in the nine tribes, will be sentenced to death when they go back. If you don’t want to die, you will help you according to our arrangements.”
Yushi Zhang thought this idea was very reliable.
He hurriedly asked, "What is His Royal Highness going to let them do?"
"A lot of them are very important, such as boiling medicine, cooking rice, and doing hygiene, and standing guard to replace the shift."
The cold wind blew, and she closed the quilt with her little hands: "With so many people, they may not be willing to come. Most of them should not be able to disobey the orders of the elders, and they will not die. What's more, it's not too late to repair the sheep.
.”
Censor Zhang shouted: "It's amazing!"
He looked at Ye Siming, who nodded lightly: "Do as the princess said."
"I'll make arrangements now." Yushi Zhang left excitedly.
Ye Siming looked down at the little guy: "Let you sleep, why are you doing when you run out?"
Gu Nuoer stretched out his little hand and asked him to hold it: "Brother Si Ming doesn't coax me, I can't sleep!"