Nightfall

In front of the quiet court, suddenly became more deadly, no one answered Ning Que's question, only listened to a crackling sound, an official finally failed to hold the pen in his hand, and fell to the ground. In the rain.

In human language, killing a prisoner is a single word, which represents some of the bloodiest and cruelest pictures in history. As the wild times go away, those pictures become more and more rare. As for the Tang Dynasty, Apart from Xiahou who has done it for hundreds of years, this kind of thing never happened again.

Even Shangguan Yangyu, who is known for being shameless, listened to Ning Que's words, but was shocked and unable to speak. Some pale cheeks were filled with absurdity and disapproval.

Autumn rain fell to the ground, and the strange silence continued. Silence and silence made people feel nervous and uneasy. Eventually they still wanted to break their silence.

"What are you doing so seriously? It's hard to answer? Then I'll settle it myself." He looked up to the officer and said, "Let Zhuzhou kill one-third first and see what happens."

In the war of previous years, Tang Jun captured more than 30,000 prisoners of war. Some of them were released during the peace talks due to exchanges. There are still a large number of prisoners of war in prisons, one third of them ... the mines will be infected. In a blood red, how high will the bones in those mines pile up?

"It is ominous to kill the prisoners, the sky will be angered, and please ask Mr. Thirteen to think twice ..."

An official said in a dumb voice. No one in Datang Chaoye dares to question the views of the Academy, let alone object, but on some things, some people will show their bravery after all.

Ning Que did not look at this brave official, but looked at the gloomy sky above the courtyard, and there was no anger that landed from that high sky dome, only the continuous autumn rain.

The killing of the prisoners is not good, so the sky is angry? What day is that day? The sky overlooking the spring and autumn of the world, or the blue sky secretly presiding over the cycle of heaven and earth, in short, Haotian.

Then this is a joke.

He smiled and shook his head without saying anything or taking back the order.

Shangguan Yang Yu said slightly, "I'm worried that I can't carry it out ..."

The fact that killing prisoners is indeed a little bit contrary to the Tang Dynasty's three views, and seriously does not meet the Tang's aesthetic taste. This is his worry or excuse.

Ning Que said: "Why can't it be carried out?"

Shangguan Yang Yu said: "Things always need to be done by people, I'm afraid no one will do it."

Ning Que smiled and said: "No one is willing to do it, can you do it?"

Shangguan Yang Yu is a university graduate from North Korea. He has the full support of the academy and the royal family. If he comes forward and pushes strongly, such things as killing prisoners can be done even if it is difficult to do. But how many years will that bad name be remembered?

He sighed and said, "No wonder you must take me with you today."

Ning Que said: "There are not many people who can do this thing well, there are fewer people who have the courage to do this thing, and you are the only one who dares to bear this notoriety and has a good mood to do this."

Shangguan Yang Yu said with a wry smile: "Don't you dare to say that your mood is comfortable, that's too abnormal."

Ning Que frowned and said, "How do you feel you are scolding me?"

Shangguan Yang Yu sighed: "Don't stop digging pits, you have to put something at the bottom of the pit?"

Ning Que said: "If the academy can stay, your family will be safe for ten years."

Shangguan Yang Yu's eyes were bright, and after thinking about it, he said, "Let's do it."

He is a distinguished university clerk, so naturally he will not take the sword and axe to cut the head of the prisoner of war, order the matter, and then ask Ning Que: "Lei Rentou Mountain or bone pile?"

If you want to do such things as killing a prisoner, you have always gone to two extremes, or extremely hidden, so as not to let the enemy know, and avoid being recorded in the history books and scolded by future generations, or doing so arrogant, deliberately let the enemy know. What will be recorded at the meeting, that can only be ignored for a while.

He had discussed with Ning Que before. The Datang murder was shown to the Xiling Temple. It was painful to kill the Daomen. Then it is not enough to kill people alone. You have to let the other party see it and let the whole world know that it can help. The other party confirmed Datang ’s determination to kill and felt fear, so he should choose the latter.

How should the hundreds of practitioners and traitor families killed before and the thousands of prisoners of war who will die in the next few days be shown to the world?

"We are not the primitive people on the prairie ... Besides, how are so many heads piled up? Where are they piled up? On Suzaku Avenue or under the Wanyan Pagoda? What if someone rolls down and scares the children?"

Ning Que looked at him and criticized: "Too bloody! Too cruel!"

Shangguan Yang Yu felt very innocent, but thinking that many innocent people have become dead today, so he decided not to make any excuses, but just listened with humility.

"I know what you mean--just as I have heard before, justice must not only be realized, but also to be seen--the same is true of murder. You should really find a way to see it and let the temple see it, but There is no need to scare the people of their own home, there are always other ways. "

Ning stared at the man in the chair next to him and said, "I think the temple should be very clear, and I will not misunderstand what we mean, do you say it?"

The killing place in the courtyard, the killing place on the stone steps, I do n’t know when, there are two more Taishi chairs. In addition to Ning Que, there is a man with white hair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Bai Fa still can't see the old, but his face is gone, and his eyes are filled with exhaustion. It is Cheng Lixue, the head of the Xing Temple's Tianyu Division.

After listening to Ning Que's question, Cheng Lixue said after a moment of silence: "The temple should be very clear, but I'm curious, you really don't know what you are doing."

He was stationed in Chang'an City by the Xiling Temple, and he was fully responsible for the affairs. It seemed that the power was high, but in fact everyone knows that he has lost power, and he has been dispatched to the most dangerous ghost domain.

Ning Que said: "You should be very clear what I am doing, then I have no reason to know, but whether it is effective or not, I really need your opinion."

Cheng Lixue said: "I am the man of the Xiling Temple."

Ning Que looked at Qiu Yu in the courtyard and said, "The oracle is dead, the **** is robbed by the fisherman from the South China Sea, and you are also driven out of Taoshan, then you can no longer be a person in the Xiling Temple."

Cheng Lixue smiled and said, "What do you want to hear?"

Ning Que said: "I want to know who the drunkard listens to."

Cheng Lixue said: "Naturally is Haotian's words."

Ning Que quietly looked at him and said: "Now that Haotian is not in the world, who is responsible for passing Haotian's words to the drunkards? It used to be the Temple of God, but who is it now?" (To be continued Team @ 画 长空 provide. ”If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first launch◢ vote for the recommendation ticket, monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)