"This... the city lord forgives the crime." The soldier was stunned by Wang Ye's retort. Not only him, but everyone present was confused.

Thieves are not a glorious thing, but rather a business that is despised by others. Even beggars who wander on the streets can steal. Besides, Tang Luli explicitly prohibits theft, so why did he get to Wang Ye’s place, he is still very capable.

Ma Zhou wanted to speak but stopped. If the censor in the court knew that there was a thief in Wang Ye's servant team, the joke would be a big deal.

Wang Ye saw that everyone was puzzled, and even the Qingpi of the person involved had a square face.

He shook his head and smiled, "Your name is Qingpi?"

"Ah, yes, yes, the villain Qingpi lives in Fanghua Lane, Jingyang..." Qingpi also asked, and was so scared.

"Okay, I'm not interested in where you live." Wang waved his hand impatiently, and then said, "Do you think of me as the head servant?"

Qingpi nodded excitedly: "I hope the city lord will be successful. Qingpi was forced by life before, and I hope the city lord can give the villain a chance."

"Haha, you misunderstood. I don't care about your past. In this way, you can continue the second level of trial and pass the level with your ability. How can you see?" Wang Ye meant to let him continue to enter the mountain.

When Qingpi heard that there was something he refused. Not to mention that he could steal, he had to agree even if he couldn't.

Wang also turned to the soldier and said, "You continue to monitor him, stealing is also his ability. Be careful of your own dry food."

The soldier heard this, what the hell is this: "Yes, the villain knows."

Seeing the two returning to the depths of the West Mountain, Wang Ye nodded and smiled.

He turned around and said to Ma Zhou, Qin Qiong and others: "You will know from now on. Don't look at me like this, go and have a drink and have a walk."

···

The next day is the last day of the second level of survival ability test.

The trial of Xishan finally came to an end. There were 365 people passing the test, of which 33 Supi people passed the test.

Of course, these 365 people are also divided into levels.

Like the two brothers Ma Dai, they passed the test early on the first day, with only fifty-five people, and they were all good at literature and martial arts.

The second batch is like Zhou Fu and Qingpi, who are notified to pass the level in advance because of special skills, but the total number is even smaller, only twelve.

Finally, the passerby who passed the three-day and two-night trial and ran five laps of the arena.

On the rostrum, Wang also looked at the 365 passers-by below and cursed the modern so-called elite soldiers' selection mode in his heart.

There were 70,000 or 80,000 people, but they turned into 365, and the total number was less than Li Yuan's 500.

Ma Zhou, who was beside him, saw that the king had a gloomy face and said quickly: "City Lord, the soldiers are elite but not many. These people are all talented people with both civil and military skills, and they are rare."

Wang Ye shook his head and said speechlessly: "Stop talking, I have seen through it now. It's because I have too high requirements and eliminated too many people in the first level."

"But I don't even know how to evaluate the third level now. If I continue, I really don't know how many people will be left in the end."

Ma Zhou laughed and said, "Has the city lord forgotten what General Qin said? These 365 people are all generals. Since they are generals, that's enough. Why do you need to do this again?"

Ma Zhou was right. Before leaving, Qin Qiong was coveting more than 300 people selected by Wang Ye, especially Ma Dai and several other men who were Yunwen and Wu, wishing to face the saint immediately and let Li Yuan dig the people into the regular army.

Faced with such talents, Wang Ye still wants to continue to eliminate and upgrade, which is simply a spoiler, and it will really not be worth the loss at that time.

Wang also thought about it and nodded: "Then I won't take the third level. Please recommend the remaining 100 empty seats. People are divided into groups and birds of feathers flock together. Since these people are all talented, the people around them will not be too bad."

Ma Zhou nodded after hearing this: "The city lord is right. Take Ma Dai as an example. He knows a few good hunters and has learned to read and write with his father. He is forced to hunt and live by life. Now that we are in the arena to provide food, clothing, housing and transportation, it is the best of both worlds."

"Well, Ma Dai is good." Wang Ye replied with a smile: "Okay, then I'll be exempted from the third level, otherwise his stupid brother would really not be able to pass, and my questions are also perverted."

Ma Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and remembered the title copied by Wang Ye: "If the saint and your wife fell into the water at the same time, who would you choose to save first?" Fortunately, the third round of assessment was cancelled, otherwise Ma Zhou really couldn't guarantee how many people would be left in the end, because he didn't know how to answer.

"The city lord is wise, then I'll arrange for them to go and rest first? I just don't know when you plan to start training?"

Speaking of training, Wang suddenly became expectant and took out a stack of rice paper from his pocket and handed it to Ma Zhou.

"There is no hurry to train troops. You can arrange for them to make these things first, and then ask a few craftsmen to command and teach."

Ma Zhou took the rice paper and opened it to see the wooden stakes, slings, stone walls, mud pits... and couldn't understand it.

"Okay, then I'll go first, you can go back early and rest!" Although Ma Zhou couldn't understand, he knew that Wang would not fool him, he just needed to do it.

Seeing this, Wang Ye nodded and smelled the smell on his body. There was indeed a odor after not taking a shower for three days: "Well, thank you for your hard work."

【◎…◎】

When Wang Ye drove back to Tingyu Pavilion, the moon was already on the willows.

When Yu Lingyan and Li Qingcheng saw that the Wang also came back, they complained repeatedly. They had just been married for more than ten days and disappeared for three days. It was a sin.

But seeing Wang Ye was covered in dust, the two girls didn't mind. Li Qingcheng was the first to live up, hugging Wang Ye and muttering his arm, saying the "pain" that has been in the past three days.

Yu Lingyan was much gentler, gently stroked her hands, and tied up a few hairs that had fallen on Wang Ye's forehead.

"Husband, is the recruitment going smoothly?" Yu Lingyan asked softly.

Wang Ye reached out and slapped her little buttocks gently, and pretended to be angry: "I have said it a few times. It's a servant, we are recruiting servants."

Yu Lingyan was photographed and felt hot all over. She shaved hard on Wang Ye's eyes and reached out to pinch Wang Ye's waist.

"Well, is the election of the servant going smoothly?"

Enduring the severe pain from his waist, Wang Ye used his own way to give him the other side, reached out and grabbed the soft flesh on Yu Lingyan and Li Qingcheng's buttocks, causing the two girls to pant.

"It's going well. With a husband, can there be something that cannot be done?" Wang Ye replied with a lewd smile.

The two women felt the numbness from the buttocks, and they didn't care about the smell of sweat on Wang Ye's body. They all had red faces and pressed against Wang Ye's chest.

Li Qingcheng blushed and said, "Husband, my second sister-in-law gave birth to beautiful things at the age of fourteen. I am now fifteen."

Wang Ye said with a confused look on his face: "Qingcheng must be obedient. We will fulfill our family in a few years. You are still too young now."

Li Qingcheng's eyes turned red when he heard this, and his almond eyes pityed people: "Do you only like Sister Ling Yan, and only do shameful things to her, and you just stop to me?"

Yu Lingyan's cheeks became even redder when she heard this. She glared at Wang Ye fiercely, looked at Li Qingcheng, and turned to Wang Ye and persuaded him: "Husband, the nanny in the palace said, Fifteen is a good age, and your theories are not tenable."

Wang Ye shook his head when he heard this, and advised the two daughters with pity: "You can check the childbirth of the concubines in the palace over the years. Not to mention the stillbirth and premature death, it is the probability of premature death during the childbirth process. Think about it, the conditions in the palace are already the best. If you are not afraid of those data, then why should you agree to you? Do you think your husband doesn't want to pass on the family line for me?"
Chapter completed!