The whip is a steel whip, twisted with metal wire on the inside, wrapped in leather on the outside, the tentacles are heavy, and the back is like a stuffy stick smashing down, only two whips, the camel has already opened the flesh, and blood splattered out.

There was a commotion among the craftsmen in Nanyue, and the little brother next to him, who had been translating for the camel just now, fell to his knees and begged: "My lord, my brother is weak and can't withstand so many whips, please, please, let me help him divide a few whips." ”

This sound seemed to remind everyone, and then, one after another, the Nanyue craftsmen knelt on the ground again, kowtowing, and begging Xu Wen and Lei to catch their heads and help the camel share.

The camel lay down in the dust, and then suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand and wrote four words on the ground in front of him—

"Do what you do!"

His hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, and an eye peeking through the gap.

Xu Wen looked at the eye, read the four words to the others, and then said, "Go on." ”

The two executioners rarely saw this kind of battle, and their hands had already stopped, but they gritted their teeth and continued to whip.

Xu Wen also admired this camel a little.

Xu Wen can save them back, that application is just an opportunity, a possibility for him to intervene, in fact, what can really change the situation and give him the right to speak, in fact, is these four words.

The previous order given by the "lord" was obviously lazy, and the decisions made casually in order to calm the situation could be impeached elsewhere.

But this is the "upper order", and above the upper fate, there is only the Great Zhou Law.

Only by walking according to the law can we save them.

The camel apparently saw this as well, so he decisively rejected the other people's requests.

So he continued to be whipped.

The dull sound was like dust, spreading in all directions, and at the same time there was blood in the air.

The camel buried its face in the dirt, did not move, had no intention of resisting, and only twitched the moment it was drawn.

This situation looked too miserable, many people next to him turned their heads, and Xu Erlang's face was a little pale.

Lin Duoduo's face turned paler, he clung to the edge of the stretcher, and every time the camel twitched, his body also flicked lightly, as if he was being beaten.

And in the process, the anger on their faces gradually disappeared, and they began to chew on the "words" of the camel just now, and pity rose.

Everyone is a miserable person, and the world is so difficult, what else is there to say?

"My lord, it's okay, let's not tell you, so be it!" After another while, Lin Duoduo suddenly spoke loudly and took the initiative to ask.

"It's okay, it's okay, that's it!" Chen Feng also hurriedly spoke, and followed the persuasion.

Xu Wen looked at them and shook his head.

The flogging continued, and if it was said that twenty lashes were twenty lashes, it was twenty lashes.

After the execution of the whipping, the camel completely softened on the ground, and he felt that he could not help himself.

The craftsmen of Nanyue held their breath, Lei Zhutou strode over, stretched out his hand to probe his neck, and said lightly: "It's okay, there is gas." ”

"I'm a second offender, it's mine!" the little brother who translated for the camel stared at his brother, and suddenly said loudly, lying on his stomach beside the camel.

He was noticeably more physically fit and had fewer lashes to take. Ten lashes, his face turned pale, but he could still move. He struggled to get up, went to the neighborhood to get some water, and carefully fed it to the camel.

"Get out of the way, I'll come. At this time, a doctor with a medical box came over and squatted down, pushed the little brother aside, and began to clean the wound of the camel and apply medicine.

The little brother was stunned, looked at the doctor, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration and went to see Xu Wen.

Xu Wen was talking to a person next to him, who was not there just now, and it was obvious that he had brought the doctor over.

The little brother instantly understood, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Xu Wen three times, didn't say anything, and went to take care of the camel for the doctor again.

There was one principal offender, three secondary offenders, and thirty-four accomplices.

The whips were whipped one by one, and finally the fast catchers were soft, and they were replaced.

The sound of the steel whip whipping the flesh, the blood that gradually diffused, and the bright red color that kept splashing made this place like hell, and most people turned their heads sideways, not daring to look at it directly, and there were only three people who saw it all from beginning to end.

One was a horse-faced man, with a smile on his lips and a glow in his eyes, leaning forward, and what was happening in front of him made him excited from the bottom of his heart.

One is Lei Zhutou, his face is expressionless, but the emotions in his eyes are extremely agitated, and there seems to be something in his heart that has begun to waver.

The last one is Xu Wen. He looked very seriously, at everything in front of him, at the pain, at the wailing, at the blood, at the tears.

It's like keeping everything in mind.

Thirty-eight people were a lot of people, and it took an hour to carry out the entire caning.

The doctor invited by Xu San took an apprentice to work before and after, and he was so tired that he was sweating. Xu San looked at it for a while, and then went to follow.

In the end, after the thirty-eighth man's five lashes, Xu Wen let out a sigh of relief and turned to Lei Zhutou.

"The caning has been completed, and there is still hard labor to follow. Lord Lei, is there a designated place to serve?"

"In the harsh winter of the Western Desert, what place is more bitter than this? You can arrange it, but you need to have two jailers to follow and supervise to avoid desertion. ”

"Then please arrange it. ”

After the conversation, the Nanyue craftsmen were temporarily taken to prison for safekeeping, and when the jailers were in place, they took them to the place of service to carry out the order.

It happened that Xu Wen still had a lot of unclear points about the details of the chief officer's application, and wanted to inquire clearly before bringing people, so he left Xu San to take care of all the details of the follow-up, and he returned to the town, went straight to the United Office, and went to the Gefeng Academy.

He pushed open the door, and Yan Ji was indeed here, the fragrance of tea was blowing in the wind, as if he had never left.

"Your Excellency. Xu Wen saluted Yan Ji, not surprised at all, but he still had something he wanted to know.

"Did you arrange this on purpose, or did you just take advantage of the situation?" he asked bluntly.

Yan Ji was originally smiling, but he stopped laughing when he heard this.

"What do you think?" he asked.

“...... It wasn't intentionally arranged, so I'm relieved. Xu Wen stared at him for a while, and finally lowered his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shouldn't I be smug, in your heart, I'm still quite capable?" Yan Ji asked with a smile.

"I just wanted to confirm. Now can you tell me the details of the competition for the chief officer?" Xu asked.

The atmosphere was a little subtly tense, Yan Ji paused for a moment and asked, "You are not satisfied with me doing this?"

"Nope. Xu Wen shook his head, "You didn't arrange this matter, so I should thank you for giving me a solution to the problem." But ......"

"But?"

"But you have had a tacit understanding with my master from the very beginning, and he trusts you. I thought you would put his will first no matter what the situation. ”

"You think I betrayed him?"

"At least let him down. ”

This conversation reminded Yan Ji of a conversation not long ago, and this time, he seemed to be on a completely different position than the last time.

What has changed?

"Actually, I've always been curious about one thing. Yan Ji said suddenly.

"What?"

"Your tendencies in skill are completely different from those of your master. To be precise, what you are good at is precisely what your master hates the most. He actually taught an apprentice like you, and he continues to guide you along the way. Has his mind changed?"

"Also, in your opinion, in what direction will the future of craftsmanship develop?"