A group of several people walked into the place where the prisoners were held.
Because most cities chose to surrender, there were too many prisoners. In addition to scattering these prisoners into various vacant cells or abandoned rooms at night, during the day, most of them were kept outside.
Zhao Jin looked at the prisoners who were under strict guard, pondered for a moment and then said: "Disperse all these people to various cities and build the damaged walls and buildings."
They were spread out, and there were not many prisoners in each city. The city's own guards were enough to suppress them.
"yes!"
Xu Yan, who was following Zhao Jin, looked around at the large number of prisoners and said, "My lord, I'm afraid I need to ask your Majesty for instructions on this matter."
"Your Majesty may ask that they be taken..." Xu Yan paused and then changed his words: "All of them will be taken back to Bianzhou."
Zhao Jin took a long breath and deliberately raised his voice, "I have asked for your Majesty's instructions. Don't worry, General Xu."
Everyone secretly listened to the conversation of Zhao Jin and others attentively.
They surrendered simply because they wanted to find a way to survive. When they heard Zhao Jin's decision, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Yan realized Zhao Jin's intention, took a step closer, and lowered his voice: "Can your Majesty agree?"
After all, it is a serious crime to behead.
"There are too many people." Chen Xiao placed his left hand on his saber and his right hand on his waist. His voice was lowered and hoarse. "It is impossible for your Majesty to kill all so many people."
To be precise, it is impossible to kill them all, and it is impossible to jail them all.
Even if all the cells in Bianzhou are full, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold so many people.
Zhao Jin nodded and agreed with what Chen Xiao said, "And if he is taken to Bianzhou, if the outcome is inappropriate, it is likely to cause dissatisfaction among this group of people."
"Tens of thousands of people are enough to create chaos in Bianzhou."
Zhao Jin was confident that Zhao Qian would agree to keep these people here and disperse them to various cities.
Xu Yan thought about it carefully and did not object again, "What the Duke said is reasonable."
After convincing Xu Yan, Zhao Jin raised his feet and wanted to inspect the place carefully to avoid any mistakes.
No one saw that there was one person among the prisoners who kept his head lowered and showed no reaction to Zhao Jin's words.
A prisoner next to him poked him with his elbow and said, "Old Cui, did you hear that? At least I saved my life."
The other party raised his head and glanced at the person who stabbed him. Without saying a word, his eyes quickly moved to Zhao Jin.
When Zhao Jin walked along the empty path left, he could clearly feel the vague sights coming from both sides. Most of the prisoners couldn't help but look at the Duke of Xuanping who had caused a storm in the Zhao Kingdom.
And they were also defeated at the hands of each other.
Zhao Jin turned his head sharply, his starry eyes sharp, looking straight at somewhere, exactly where Lao Cui was.
He clearly felt that these lines of sight were mixed with a look full of malice.
Starry eyes narrowed slightly, Zhao Jin turned around, stared at Lao Cui, and walked directly towards him.
The prisoners around Lao Cui were a little confused and a little scared, so they involuntarily moved away from each other.
Lao Cui looked at Zhao Jin who was getting closer and closer, and suddenly laughed.
The weirdness and bad premonition in his heart became more and more obvious, and Zhao Jin's right hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife.
When Zhao Jin was still a few people away from Lao Cui, the other party suddenly spoke.
"Zhao Jin."
His intuition told him that what Lao Cui said next was definitely not a good thing.
Without hesitation, Zhao Jin stepped up his steps, turning the distance of several steps into two long steps, and quickly approached the other person, trying to stop him from speaking.
However, he was still a step slower, and Lao Cui's voice was raised specially, "You are the son of Zhao Qian, not the son of Prince Liang!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Lao Cui yelled this sentence, and almost all the prisoners heard it, let alone Xu Yan and Chen Xiao who were behind Zhao Jin.
Everyone couldn't control the shocked expression on their faces.
Zhao Jin paused slightly, stood in front of Lao Cui, bent down, "That's nonsense."
The four words "not hurry nor slow", without any panic, looked at Lao Cui as if he were looking at a clown.
Zhao Jin was too calm, which made everyone hesitate and wonder. Is what the prisoner said true?
"Don't Duke Xuanping know very well whether what I said is nonsense?" Lao Cui grinned his lips and looked past Zhao Jin at the group of people who focused their attention here.
He added: "Zhao Xingyu found this out. On the day he found out, he smashed everything in the room."
Zhao Jin stood up straight and looked at Lao Cui condescendingly, as if looking at a dead person. Hearing Lao Cui's words, he did not stop him and his face was extremely calm.
The whispers behind him became louder and louder. Zhao Jin turned around, glanced around the prisoners, raised an eyebrow, and looked a little unbelievable.
"What credibility does a traitor who colludes with foreign enemies have to say?"
After saying that, Zhao Jin released his hand from the handle of the knife, put his hands behind his back, walked out slowly, and only lightly told: "If you are deceiving people with your evil words, pull them down."
Zhao Jin didn't say what the ending would be, but everyone could guess.
Xu Yan frowned and looked at Lao Cui, who had been laughing since he said these words. He waved his hands behind him, and several soldiers immediately stepped forward and took him down.
Before being escorted away by the soldiers, Lao Cui kept looking at Zhao Jin, but he never saw what he wanted. The smile on his face slowly faded, and his expression became ferocious.
"Zhao Jin! Sooner or later, everyone will know who is telling the truth! You are just a bastard! Just a bastard!"
Many people's expressions changed slightly. Several soldiers who were escorting Lao Cui were still curious in their hearts whether what this man said was true or false. When they heard this, their faces darkened.
"Shut up! Leave now!"
The hand that twisted the man's arm increased a little more, and he held him down fiercely. Some soldiers even pressed their big palms directly on the back of Lao Cui's head to prevent him from turning around.
This incident was unexpected by Zhao Jin, but it was not a bad thing.
After returning to the camp, Bai Wu asked to see him after a while.
"My lord."
Zhao Jin leaned back on the chair, half-closed his eyelids, "Come in."
Subtle footsteps sounded, approaching Zhao Jin a little bit, and soon stopped at a suitable distance.
"Master Guo." Bai Wu thought about it for a while and then spoke cautiously, "Now that the news has spread, do you want to suppress it?"
Zhao Jin opened his eyes and shook his head, "No need."
"yes."
Bai Wu nodded in agreement, but there was obvious confusion in his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Jin smiled a little and asked, "If I want to get that position, what else can I do besides rebel?"
It is inevitable that walls have ears, and Zhao Jin's voice was very low, but Bai Wu was a martial arts practitioner and could hear Zhao Jin's words clearly.
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