In Zhang Yushi's heart, it was inevitable that he admired this young man even more.

Cold resistance is stronger than ordinary people.

Ye Siming looked at the scattered village houses in the night rain.

The room he lives in is at the top of the hill.

Therefore, you can see the village next to the bottom.

It's getting late now, and most of us have fallen asleep.

The soldiers were patrolling back and forth in the rain.

Ye Siming said lightly, "What's the matter with Sir Zhang, let's keep it short."

Zhang Yushi nodded: "Are the officers and soldiers captured in the daytime sent back to the capital early tomorrow morning to go to Zhao Prison?"

Ye Siming pursed his thin lips and thought for a moment.

"How do you usually deal with this situation before?"

"I haven't encountered a similar situation, but in the final analysis, it's all against the emperor's decree, and the crime should be punished. But..."

But Zhang Yushi did not have the right to kill first and then file.

So he can only suggest sending people to prison first.

Ye Siming took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Don't be so troublesome, just cut it on the spot."

Zhang Yushi was stunned for a moment: "This..."

"The imperial decree said that if there are any officials who do not obey the discipline this time, Bai Yi has the right to behead first and then file a lawsuit. I came here on behalf of Bai Yi, and it is the same for me to kill."

He waved his hand and made the final decision.

"Anything else?"

The young man looked at Zhang Yushi with his dark and cold eyes.

Even if Zhang Yushi was over fifty years old and had seen all kinds of people, he couldn't help but be stared at by such a pair of eyes, and he felt cold behind his back.

This kind of feeling is like walking in a dark night, shrouded in danger from somewhere.

Fright spread from the soles of the feet.

He shook his head: "It's alright, Lord Hou rest early."

However, at this moment, the half-closed wooden door was suddenly pulled open.

A sleepy little milk voice came: "Wait."

Ye Siming and Zhang Yushi looked back.

Gu Nuo'er was wrapped in a small quilt, like a robe.

She rubbed her eyes with her white and tender hands.

Sleepy yawned.

"Wo just heard, you said you want to deal with those officers and soldiers?"

Ye Siming pursed his lips.

He just didn't want to scare the little guy. Unexpectedly, she was about to fall asleep and still eavesdropped on her ears.

Ye Siming did not refute, but nodded.

Zhang Yushi hurriedly asked, "Does Her Royal Highness have any other suggestions?"

Gu Nuoer pouted: "How many officers and soldiers are there?"

"A rough total, there are about 60 people."

"Well, there are so many people. Wouldn't it be tiring to kill our own soldiers?"

Gu Nuo'er's black eyes were empty, and she was deeply sleepy.

But what she said was very coherent: "So, let's not kill it first, let them do things to help acridine!

Just tell them directly that if you work diligently, you can reduce the crime, otherwise, whether it is to escape or go back, it will be a dead end.

Those who run away will join the nine clans, and those who are dishonest will be given death when they return. If you don't want to die, just follow our arrangement and help you do things. "

Zhang Yushi thinks this idea is very reliable.

Hastily asked: "What does Her Royal Highness plan to ask them to do?"

"A lot of acridine, cooking medicine, cooking meals, doing hygiene, and standing guard for shifts are all very important."

When the cold wind blew, she folded the quilt with her small hands: "There are so many people, they may not come willingly, most of them should be unable to disobey the orders of the elders, and they will not die. Besides, it is not too late to mend the prison. ."

Zhang Yushi shouted: "Wonderful!"

He looked at Ye Siming, who nodded lightly: "Do as the princess said."

"I'll make arrangements now." Zhang Yushi happily left.

Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy: "Let you sleep, why are you running out?"

Gu Nuo'er stretched out her small hand and asked him to hold it: "Brother Siming doesn't coax me, I can't sleep!"