In front of the quiet court, it suddenly became more silent, no one answered Ning Que's question, only heard a soft snap, and an official finally failed to hold the pen in his hand and fell into the rain on the ground.

In human language, killing prisoners is a special single word, which represents some of the most bloody and cruel pictures in history, as the barbaric era passes, those pictures become more and more rare, as for the Tang Dynasty, except for Xiahou for hundreds of years, this kind of thing has never happened.

Even Shangguan Yangyu, who was known for his shamelessness, was shocked and speechless when he heard Ning Que's words, and some pale cheeks were full of absurdity and disapproval.

The autumn rain rustled to the ground, and the strange silence continued, the silence and silence made people feel so nervous, and in the end, Ning Que broke the silence by himself.

"What are you doing so strictly? It's hard to answer? He looked at the prefectural officer and said, "Let the states kill a third of them first and see how the situation goes." ”

In the war a few years ago, the Tang army captured more than 30,000 prisoners of war, and some of them were released because of the exchange during the peace talks, and now the number of prisoners of war imprisoned in the mines is still very large, one-third of the number...... The mines will be dyed blood-red, and how high will the bones in those pits be piled up?

"Killing prisoners is ominous, the heavens will be angry, and please ......think twice about Mr. Thirteen"

An official said in a hoarse voice. Now no one in the Tang Dynasty dares to question the opinions of the academy, let alone oppose it, but in some things, there are still people who will show their bravery.

Ning Que didn't look at the brave official, but at the gloomy sky above the courtyard, and there was no anger descending from that high sky, only continuous autumn rain.

Killing prisoners is ominous, so the sky is angry? What kind of day is it? Overlooking the heavens and autumns in the world, the speechless sky, or the blue sky secretly presiding over the cycle of heavenly principles and impartiality, in short, it is Haotian.

Then it's a joke.

He smiled and shook his head. No words were said and no order was withdrawn.

Shangguan Yangyu said in a slight voice: "I'm worried that I won't be able to carry it out......

The killing of prisoners is indeed a bit contradictory to the three views of the Tang people, and Yan zhòng does not conform to the aesthetic taste of the Tang people, which is his worry or excuse.

Ning Que said: "How can it not be executed?"

Shangguan Yangyu said: "Things always need people to do, and I'm afraid that no one will do it." ”

Ning Que smiled and said, "No one is willing to do it, can't you just do it?"

Shangguan Yangyu is a scholar in the court, and he has the full support of the academy and the imperial family, if he comes forward to promote it strongly. No matter how difficult it is to kill prisoners, it can be done, but how many years does that notoriety have to be memorized?

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 well, and even fewer people have the courage to do this, and you are the only one who dares to carry this notoriety and do it in a comfortable mood." ”

Shangguan Yangyu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't dare to say that I am in a good mood. That's perverted. ”

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

Shangguan Yangyu sighed and said, "Don't patronize digging pits, you have to put something at the bottom of the pit, right?"

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

Shangguan Yangyu's eyes lit up slightly, and after thinking about it, he said, "Then let's do it." ”

He was a dignified scholar, so naturally he would not personally take a knife and axe to cut off the heads of prisoners of war, tell the matter to continue, and then ask Ning Que for instructions: "Is it a mountain of human heads or a pile of bones?"

Killing prisoners is such a thing. It has always been extremely extreme, or extremely hidden, so as not to let the enemy know about it, and to avoid being recorded in the history books and scolded by future generations. Or do it extremely arrogantly, deliberately let the enemy know, as for what will be recorded in the history books, then you can only ignore it for the time being.

He had discussed it with Ning Que earlier. The Tang Dynasty killed people to see the Xiling Temple, and they wanted to kill the Daomen and feel unbearable. Then it is naturally not enough to kill people, but also to let the other party see and let the whole world know, so as to help the other party confirm Datang's determination to kill, so as to feel fear, so it is natural to choose the latter.

In what way should the hundreds of cultivators and traitors who were previously killed, and the thousands of prisoners of war who will die in the days that follow, be presented to the world?

"We are not those primitive people on the grassland...... Besides, how can so many heads be piled up? Where are they piled up? On Vermilion Bird Avenue or under the Ten Thousand Wild Goose Pagoda? What if someone's head rolls down and scares the children?"

Ning Que looked at him and criticized: "It's too bloody! It's too cruel!"

Shangguan Yangyu felt very innocent, but thinking that many innocent people had become dead people today, he decided not to make any excuses, but just listened with a humble expression.

"I know what you mean—as I've heard before, that justice must not only be done, but must be seen—and the same is true for killing, and there should indeed be a way for people to be seen, for the temple to see, but there is no need to frighten your own people, there is always another way. ”

Ning Que looked at the man in the chair next to him and said, "I think the temple should be able to see very clearly, and it will definitely not misunderstand what we mean, don't you say?"

The place where people are killed in the courtyard, and the stone steps are the places where people are killed, I don't know when, there are two more Taishi chairs, and there is a man with white hair on the chair in addition to Ning Que.

The white hair on his head still does not look old, but his face is no longer what he used to be, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of exhaustion, it is Cheng Lixue, the chief secretary of the Heavenly Oracle Division of the Xiling Temple.

Listening to Ning Que's question, Cheng Lixue was silent for a moment and said, "The temple should be able to see very clearly, but I'm curious, you don't know what you're doing." ”

He was sent to Chang'an City by the Xiling Temple, and he was fully responsible for all affairs, and it seemed that he was in a high position, but in fact, everyone knew that he had lost his power, and it was like being assigned, and he was assigned to the most dangerous ghost domain.

Ning Que said: "You should know very well what I'm doing, then I don't have any reason to be unclear, but whether it has any effect or not, I really need your opinion." ”

Cheng Lixue said: "I am from the Xiling Temple. ”

Ning Que looked at the autumn rain in the courtyard and said: "The Heavenly Oracle is dead, the divine seat has been robbed by a fisherman from the South China Sea, and you have also been driven out of Taoshan, then you can no longer be a person from the Xiling Temple." ”

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

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

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

Ning Que looked at him quietly and said, "Now that Haotian is no longer in the world, who is responsible for passing Haotian's words to the drunkards? It used to be the Heavenly Oracle Temple, but who is it now?"