Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

Fan Kuai's eyes lit up, and he replied in a gruff voice, "Your subordinate knows what to do!"

Upon hearing this, the two assassins on the ground suddenly narrowed their pupils, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Wait, wait a minute?! Why is this not following the expected pattern at all??

They were all prepared to be subjected to torture and interrogation, and they even rehearsed their excuses and sophistry a thousand times in their minds.

Logically speaking, when a superior captures an assassin, he should first question their origins, investigate the mastermind behind them, pry open their mouths, and find out the plot of the former nobles of the six states!

But Song Ye in front of him showed absolutely no intention of interrogating him!

Without questioning, without gathering evidence, without investigating further, they just say "leave no one alive"?!

The two struggled desperately to free their tightly bound bodies, their faces draining of color instantly, their expressions filled with astonishment.

This is completely different from what they had envisioned!

While the two were still in shock and at a loss, Song completely ignored their panic.

As the night deepened and the dew grew heavy, she tilted her head slightly, lazily raised her hand to cover her lips, and let out a shallow yawn.

Two mere lackeys of the remnants of the six kingdoms are not worth her expending any energy on.

Now that the situation is clear, the only ones who would dare to sneak into the county government office at night to cause trouble are the former subordinates of the six states with ulterior motives.

Instead of wasting time and effort on interrogation and forced confessions, which only creates more trouble...

It's better to eliminate future troubles and end it all at once.

Song didn't glance at the two people on the ground again, turned around, and walked straight back into the house.

With a soft click, the door shut out all noise from the courtyard.

The door was locked, and Fan Kuai slowly turned his burly body around, a kind yet sharp smile on his face. He picked up the gleaming pig-slaughtering knife with one hand, lightly brushing the blade against his palm with practiced ease.

He walked over, bent down, grabbed one of the assassins by the back of the collar with one hand, and roughly and decisively dragged the two of them out.

The cold ground scraped against their clothes, and immense fear gripped their minds.

The two finally panicked.

He began to beg for mercy in a heart-wrenching manner, his voice trembling and hoarse, repeatedly crying out and admitting his mistakes.

But Fan Kuai paid no heed and did not pause in his steps.

In his eyes, the orders of adults were absolute.

The pleas for mercy from these petty scoundrels are of no use whatsoever.

Under the eaves, Cao Shen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at this messy and absurd scene, and sighed softly with feigned regret.

If you have someone to blame, blame yourselves for being too greedy and not knowing how to be content.

Knowing that Pei County was heavily guarded, they still dared to take the risk of spying and provoking trouble late at night.

If they end up being killed and their heads separated from their bodies, it's their own fault.

No wonder the adults are so heartless...

Meanwhile, outside Pei County.

The remaining nobles from the six former kingdoms huddled in the overgrown weeds, waiting and waiting, but their two companions who had entered the city never returned.

The night wind was bleak, and the deathly silence was unsettling.

The group was initially confident that their plan would be foolproof, and they were just waiting for the two men to gather information and provide backup. However, after waiting for nearly half an hour, there was still no sign of them. Their confidence gradually eroded, and panic began to creep onto their faces.

"What's going on? They've been inside for so long, and there's not a single word?" one person asked in a low voice, his anxiety barely concealed.

The other man frowned, staring at the dark city gate, and muttered, "They should have come out long ago. Could it be... something happened?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, a strong sense of unease rising within them.

Someone forced a calm demeanor and said, "Don't panic. Perhaps the two of them were investigating carefully and took a little longer than expected."

But even he himself couldn't convince himself of this.

I don't know how much time passed...

Suddenly, footsteps echoed through the dark city streets.

The deep, resonant sound pierced the deathly silence of the night outside the city.

The people in the bushes held their breath and stared intently toward the city gate.

The night was deep, shadows swirling, and a tall, imposing figure slowly walked out of the city gate, his broad and upright body exuding an intimidating aura.

The leading man quickly squinted, trying to make out the object in the dim, cold moonlight. When he saw what the man was carrying, his blood froze and his limbs instantly became cold and stiff.

Those were two bloody human heads!

Strands of hair clung haphazardly to the blood-stained noodles; the scalp was a bloody mess, and the eyebrows and eyes were still faintly discernible...

These were the two companions who had come into the city to gather information!

"It's...it's them!" one of them whispered, his voice trembling uncontrollably, his teeth chattering.

A sudden thought struck everyone's mind.

Next, Fan Kuai, expressionless, carried the two heads straight to the city gate, reached out and pulled on the thick rope, and with swift and decisive movements, hung the two heads high on the crossbeam of the city gate.

A night breeze blew by, and the bloodied head swayed gently, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura.

It's clearly a case of making an example of someone to deter others from prying into the shadows.

Upon seeing this, the people in the haystack felt a violent churning in their throats and a nausea in their stomachs. They quickly covered their mouths to suppress the urge to retch, their eyes filled with extreme terror.

"How...how could this be..." A man huddled deep in the grass, his voice trembling. "How could such a small county like Pei have such ruthless defenses?"

The other man clenched his fists tightly, filled with fear and anger: "Even if they were captured, they should have been interrogated and forced to confess, not tortured! Who on earth could be so ruthless!"

Could it be Li You, the prefect of Sishui?

That makes sense.

After all, no one can carry out punishment without the tacit approval of the prefect.

The group, preoccupied with their preconceived notions, assumed that the ruthless and decisive strongman was an elite soldier sent by Li You, the governor of Sishui County, to guard Pei County. They made no connection whatsoever with the seemingly gentle Song Ye in Tianmu.

A deathly silence fell over the bushes. The group looked at each other in pairs, their eyes filled with deep apprehension, fear, and hesitation.

With such tight security and ruthless measures, any rash action would only result in the same fate as the two companions hanging high above the city gates—a decapitation.

"We can't stay any longer! Let's go!" someone whispered urgently, filled with lingering fear.

The other man gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "We underestimated them! This place is extremely dangerous and definitely not a safe haven. We must not act rashly!"

For now, the only option is to retreat.

Everything needs to be planned carefully.

...

As dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, the sounds of people moving about in the city gradually returned.

Cao Shen timed it perfectly, arriving at the city gate as dawn broke.

The two heads that hung high on the beam last night now droop silently in the cool morning breeze, looking particularly glaring.

He glanced up and down, his expression calm, and raised his hand to instruct the soldiers on duty beside him: "Take it down and clean it properly. People come and go during the day; don't dirty the eyes of the common people and frighten the elderly, weak, and children needlessly."

The soldiers immediately stepped forward and swiftly removed the head, stuffing it into a sack.

It was as if it had never existed.