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"Your Majesty, everyone has been tied up!" Wang Cheng stepped forward to report.
Even without turning on system perception, Zhao Yanxun knew that Wang Cheng had arrived, so he asked: "Did you hear what I just said?"
"My lord, I heard you all!" Wang Cheng replied.
"How about giving you a chance to make a difference?" Zhao Yanxun asked in a deep voice.
"Please tell me, Your Majesty!" Wang Cheng knew that he had no right to choose at all, and refusing King Yong was directly tantamount to courting death.
"The head will be beheaded later and you will be the one to punish me!" Zhao Yanxun said with a slight smile.
Sure enough, things are by no means as simple as imagined. This is to put yourself on the fire!
Being roasted on the fire is social death, but if you refuse, you will die immediately.
After experiencing the Zhao Qianchuan incident, Wang Cheng knew very well that the two old guys left behind by Dusi would never take the risk of disobeying King Yong to protect themselves.
So after a few breaths of thinking, Wang Cheng bowed and said: "I accept your order!"
Nodding, Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "You are a smart man!"
Hearing Zhao Yanxun's compliment, Wang Cheng couldn't help but laugh and cry. At this moment, he could only smile and say nothing.
Zhao Yanxun then turned his eyes to the outside of the city wall. After being strengthened by the system, his eyesight was much stronger than that of ordinary people.
After some searching, he found twenty or thirty zombies outside the city, scattered within one or two hundred meters from the city wall.
It seems that forty or fifty zombies are a lot, but the southern city wall is seven or eight miles long, so overall, this number is still sparse.
"My lord, it doesn't look like much!" Fang Sheng said.
"There aren't many now, but who can guarantee what will happen in the future? There will be more and more in the future!" Zhao Yanxun sighed.
Not to mention Longyou, there are 130,000 registered households in Yuanyang Prefecture alone, with a population of about 600,000. This does not include the illegal households without household registration.
If the city is completely occupied, Yuanyang Mansion alone will produce five to six million zombies.
With luck, these zombies will always be distributed everywhere, and the city will be safe for the time being.
But now it seems that this idea is too naive. Since zombies are gathering now, more and more will gather in the future.
These unconscious zombies may be born with the ability to sense popularity, and they will go where the popularity is.
That's why Zhao Yanxun deeply hates these people who leave the city without authorization. Even if these people go out and are not infected with the virus, they are likely to bring a large number of zombies.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhao Yanxun turned around and asked Wang Chengdao: "After the city was closed for the past two days, many people in the city wanted to go out, and many people in the city wanted to come in... Can you answer honestly, how many benefits did you receive during this period?"
The deeper meaning of this sentence is to ask how many people Wang Cheng let in and let out when he was guarding the city gate.
Just because of something like this today, I almost lost my head like the people below. How dare Shi Wangcheng admit it a few days ago.
"Your Majesty, it is clear that except for the ministers in charge of the various governments, there is really nothing they can do, and they have not bent the law for personal gain!" Wang Cheng immediately knelt down and said.
It is said that a man has gold at his knees, but for Wang Cheng, as long as he can survive, he doesn't need the gold.
Zhao Yanxun smiled slightly, and then said: "Really?"
This smile made Wang Cheng shudder, but he still mustered up the courage not to avoid it.
At this moment, under the city gate, more than 30 people were tied up and divided into two rows, all kneeling in front of the city gate, with soldiers guarding behind them.
"Old Xu, is it possible that this prince... wants to kill us all?" someone asked in a low voice.
This person still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question, but there were many people who had the same idea as him.
The old man known as Lao Xu frowned and replied: "I'm afraid it's hard to escape the pain!"
"Oh, we are really unlucky. Everyone else has been fine these two days...but we met this prince!"
"What can you do, just accept your fate... I just hope that after suffering this, the government can give more rewards..."
When things have reached this stage, these people are still thinking about reward money, which shows that the zombie disaster has no weight in their hearts.
And this is to a large extent also the mentality of many people in Yuanyang Mansion.
This is ancient times, and trying to make people understand the dangers of zombies is tantamount to making modern people believe that the Trisolarans will destroy the earth in the next moment.
Maybe God has the ability to change everyone's worldview in a short period of time, but Zhao Yanxun is just an ordinary time traveler.
At this moment, a series of horse hooves sounded on the long street.
I saw a series of seven luxurious carriages with different appearances, which seemed to have been discussed and arrived quickly. Unsurprisingly, these people should be the talkers of each family.
The people sent by the family were detained, and they were detained by Zhao Yanxun himself. If you want to intercede, you must at least be the head of the family.
When these people arrived at the scene, the stewards and servants who were kneeling on the ground screamed at their masters.
Carriages from various provinces stopped one after another, and the gentlemen in the carriages got out of the carriages.
Among these people, almost every family has someone who has gone out to serve as an official. The first is those who are famous but have not yet become officials, and the last is those who have become officials at home.
Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, as the scholar-bureaucrat class, they are connected with each other and have great energy in Yuanyang.
There are dozens of families like this in Yuanyang, and these few here are just a small part of them.
After getting off the carriage, these gentlemen ignored the servants in the mansion and walked quickly up the city wall.
"See you, Your Majesty!" Everyone saluted.
Zhao Yanxun turned around, looked at everyone and said, "You are here... Come and take a look outside the city!"
Everyone was a little confused for a moment, Zhao Yanxun didn't follow the routine, but they got up obediently, and then came to the edge of the city wall.
Zhao Yanxun turned around again, pointed at the zombies wandering outside, and said slowly: "Did you see that these man-eating monsters... have appeared outside the city. Can you guarantee that those who leave the city will come back alive?"
"It's okay for them to die outside, but if they take the monster outside the city, then even if they die... it won't be enough to wash away their sins!"
Upon hearing such a severe rebuke, several gentlemen present swallowed back what they wanted to say, and at the same time reworded the words in their minds.
"Your Majesty, these servants have really committed a serious crime. Thank you, Your Majesty, for arresting them for us. When we return home this time... I will definitely punish these bastards severely and restrain my family and slaves so that they will never dare to do it again!"
The person who spoke was Wu Yunsheng, the head of the Wu family. His eldest brother was working as a magistrate out of town.
Among the several families here, the Wu family is the strongest, so Wu Yunsheng is speaking now.
The Wu family has been carrying a lot of things in and out these days, so even though they said it seriously, the Wu family will still do it after the news has passed.
As long as the protection is proper, it will be as evil as Zhao Yanxun said... This is what Wu Yunsheng thought.
"Restraining your family's servants is indeed what you should do when you return home. It's best to talk to other families in Beicheng..."
At this point, Zhao Yanxun's voice turned cold and said: "But below... I won't bother you to take him back for punishment!"
After saying this, Zhao Yanxun glanced at Wang Cheng next to him, who understood and immediately issued the order.
"The prince has an order to behead all these people!"
Beheading, actually beheading, King Yong's method is too cruel!
"Your Majesty, why is this..." Wu Yunsheng looked confused.
