"Shen Tuming is a dog relying on others' power. I believe letting him retain the form of a yellow dog, wandering the countryside, is better than killing him. It would serve as a warning to the world."
Such a decision was quite reasonable. Since Beichen King, out of affection, was willing to come forward and confess for his wife, it wouldn't be appropriate to execute her.
Of course, his brother-in-law must be punished, but Zhao Xing thought letting Shen Tuming become a stray dog would be better.
Once he's a stray dog, Shen Tuming wouldn't survive long.
"Then let it be as the Grand Minister of Agriculture suggests," Ji Che said. "Shen Tulan shall be confined to the Royal Palace and not take a single step outside. Shen Tuming will be turned into a yellow dog, wandering the streets, forbidden from receiving any help, left to his own devices."
"I thank Your Majesty and the Grand Minister of Agriculture." Beichen King, along with his son, bowed again.
