Qin Song supervises the execution of the flogging.

Seeing that the backs of the three Tiger Kui soldiers had already been beaten to pieces.

He couldn't help but look at Ye Siming, his lips moved, as if he wanted to beg for mercy.

However, before he could speak, Ye Siming raised his hand: "Stop."

The soldiers stopped.

With a flick of the whip, a trail of blood was left on the ground.

Ye Siming sat high on the back of a horse, his long eyebrows were indifferent, and his narrow eyes were full of contempt.

"This time it's just a small punishment. Next time, it will be severe punishment."

The three Hu Kui soldiers hissed and gasped in pain, and even knelt down and clasped their fists: "Thank you for your forgiveness!"

Ye Siming turned his horse's head and was about to leave.

"Master Hou, please wait!" The woman put on her skirt, staggered to his horse, and knelt down for Ye Siming.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, the little girl." She kowtowed three times in a row, and when she raised her face, her delicate face was full of tears.

"There is still some grain and grain in the house. If the Hou Ye needs it, feel free to take it."

Ye Siming watched indifferently.

"No need," he said indifferently: "You don't have to thank me, I taught them because I asked my soldiers to obey strict military discipline, not for you."

The woman pursed her lips and lowered her head.

There was a sound of hooves, and Ye Siming took the soldiers away without looking back.

After the three Hukui soldiers returned to the barracks, Qin Song specially sent ointment.

"The Marquis ordered me to give it to you. Although you violated military discipline, you have to be punished according to the rules."

"But Lord Hou has always been sympathetic to the corporal. You follow him through life and death, and he will not forget your hard work."

Looking at the plaster, the three hurriedly stood up and asked Qin Song to convey their gratitude on their behalf.

At this time, Ye Siming went to Qiao Xiuli's camp and asked how his injury had improved.

Qiao Xiu was recovering faster day by day, and even the old military doctor said that he was someone who survived hardships and had good luck.

"If I can get better, I would like to thank the Lord Hou for his kindness." Qiao Xiu's brows were light from Wen Jun's eyes: "I heard that Lord Hou has captured the bribed detective, but what happened during the interrogation?"

"No trial, kill." Ye Siming sat on the chair opposite him, with his legs crossed on the table, very uninhibited.

The young man played with a teacup and said casually, "What is there to ask? If Jin buys him, I will beat Jin down. If you ask a name, will Jin stop fighting?"

"Why do you need to do this, don't bother to ask."

Josh was speechless for a moment.

According to the process, the trial is required, but Ye Siming skipped this step directly.

But there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Qiao Xiuli said again: "My letter to report safety two days ago has been sent to the capital. I heard that Lord Hou hasn't written a letter, so I'm not worried about the family?"

There was a faint temptation in his eyes.

Qiao Xiuli remembered that when Ye Siming was still in the capital, Ye Siming was very close to his sister Gu Nuoer.

The two have been separated for so long without even saying hello and peace?

This is not Ye Siming's style.

Ye Siming just put down the teacup, got up and said, "I have nothing to say, Lao Bai knows that I can't die, and Bai Niang also knows."

Saying that, he said: "Tonight, you are going north, you should rest slowly."

Seeing Ye Siming lift the curtain and go out, there was a hint of confusion in Qiao Xiu's indifferent and elegant eyes.

He only mentioned General Bai and his wife, not Gu Nuo'er's name.

Could it be that the relationship between Yongyehou and his sister is not what he thought?

Otherwise, why haven't I been in touch for nearly a month, and I don't feel missed.

Qiao Xiu fell into silence.