"Stop making noise? Keep shouting and see if you can get food?!"
Wanyan Kang clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I really admire you for your bravery. However, what you said there is right. Rules are rules and cannot be changed overnight, otherwise you will break the trust of others..."
After Hu Si and others heard that Yan Kang seemed to be on their side, they were immediately overjoyed and started winking at Yue Xiao.
Yue Xiao and others were about to make a move, but Yue Xiao coldly suppressed them.
Immediately after hearing Yan Kang's words, he changed his voice and said: "But, everyone is in trouble, and we can't just watch these old and weak women and children starve to death. I will think of other ways to properly resettle them... You don't have to worry about what I do. In short, we won’t let them take up your work-for-relief positions..."
Wanyan Kang said slowly, having made up his mind.
Since ancient times, people have been worried about inequality rather than scarcity. It is obviously not possible to support these old and weak people in vain. This has nothing to do with whether he has personal sympathy or not, but it will definitely cause a greater backlash from the victims.
It is still necessary to adopt a suitable and flexible form of work-for-relief, tailor-made and advertise some chores to recruit them, such as cooking, laundry, collecting firewood... etc., and obtain rations through labor - although the workload is the same as that of others. Youth and strength are not the same, but the essence is the same.
Ensure basic fairness.
Yue Xiao and his group fell silent.
Although they were dubious about Wan Yankang's words, after all, they didn't really want to cause trouble, but just gave a fair word to those old and weak people. Since the young nobleman had already said that he would take care of it, it was regarded as a positive response to his appeal. Let’s wait and see what we do in the future.
However, Hu Si and others gathered around and continued to murmur in low voices, occasionally glancing at Yan Kang.
Wanyan Kang could see through the little thoughts of these hooligans from nearly a thousand years ago. What they cared about were not rules, but self-interest, or how to fish in troubled waters and profit from them.
Therefore, even if this special group of old, weak, women and children did not exist, and Yue Xiao and others did not come forward, this group would still use other excuses to make use of the situation.
How could it be possible to calm him down with just one or two words...
Chi Xi's hand was tightly clenched on the knife handle, and his face was gloomy.
He felt that the young prince was really...reasoning with a group of disaster victims, talking about the right and wrong, which was no different from playing the harp to a cow.
Based on his experience, Hu Si, a group of rural gangsters who mingled among the victims, were the biggest safety hazard.
The most direct and effective way is to either decisively remove them or simply kill them to frighten the victims.
"Little prince..."
Wanyan Kang smiled and patted Chi Xi's wrist: "Relax...there's nothing to be nervous about!"
Wan Yankang turned around and smiled at a soldier: "Bring me some water, it's so hot today!"
The soldier went to get the water bag, but Wan Yankang casually sat down on a piece of bluestone next to him, then pointed to his side and motioned for Liang Zireng to sit down too, but Liang Zireng just pretended not to notice.
Although he is a guest and has a higher status than a bodyguard, how can he openly be on an equal footing with the young prince?
The young prince is courteous to the virtuous and corporal, he cannot ignore the dignity and inferiority.
Wanyan Kang was noncommittal, and he drank a few large sips of water. His habit of not drinking raw water was common these days, so the water bag was filled with cold boiled water, with a little salt added.
Wan Yankang fanned the wind with his hand and looked at Hu Si's group. He knew that this matter was not over at all. He actually waited for the group to continue making trouble and jump as high as possible. Otherwise, how could they establish their authority?
The heat was getting annoying, and just when he was losing patience, he finally saw the tall and thin young man with tattoos whispering to many people in the crowd. Soon, someone jumped out and shouted loudly: "The food in Anguo Temple is like this."
What should we do if these old and weak people take over? Who doesn’t have a wife and children? Do they deserve to starve to death? Why?"
"Everyone, tell me, right?"
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist... This kind of talk has always been very inflammatory.
At first, a few people outside the disaster area shouted in agreement, and then the emotion spread like an infectious disease to the whole place, and the vast majority of the disaster victims followed suit and started making noises.
Wanyan Kang remained calm and glanced at Liang Ziweng.
Liang Ziwen understood, let out a long roar, and lifted his body up on the spot. Then he lifted his feet into the air and tapped the head of a nearby victim, and then moved sideways to the far side.
The tall, lanky young man who was fanning the flames was already approaching in a blink of an eye.
Liang Ziweng fell lightly like a ghost.
The tall and lanky young man suddenly felt horrified. Just as he was about to run away, Liang Ziwen's well-maintained right hand that had been tucked into his sleeve suddenly came out and jammed the former's throat, and then... actually raised him high with one hand.
!
The victims who were watching the disaster screamed in shock. The tall and thin young man struggled desperately, kicked his legs fiercely, and his face was ferocious and pale.
Wan Yankang sat on the bluestone and looked at it in admiration. He thought to himself that this guy weighed at least 120 or 30 kilograms. Not only was the old master good at lightness kung fu, he also seemed to have unfathomable internal strength. Otherwise, how could he be such a silver-haired old man?
Great power!
Liang Ziweng shouted "唔", picked up the tall and thin young man with one hand and threw it to the two soldiers who rushed forward.
The two soldiers didn't want to pick it up at all, so they let the man fall heavily to the ground.
All the soldiers and guards cheered loudly.
Liang Ziweng was so proud that he deliberately showed off his unique skills.
He waved his hands continuously, and several yin-yang bone-penetrating nails flew out and landed on the ground, and he actually jumped up and down without touching the ground, stepping on sharp hidden weapons and walking step by step!
This is real Kung Fu, a real master, and definitely not the "Teacher Ma" who was stripped of his underwear in his previous life, often knocked down, and was still "rat tail juice"!
Wanyan Kang looked at it leisurely and fascinated.
Then he burst into laughter, I asked you to establish your authority, but you took the opportunity to show off... However, I have to admit that the old gentleman was really good at pretending.
Senior Liang took action and shocked the entire audience.
There were also hundreds of wolf-like officers and soldiers on the periphery, who were also watching eagerly. The turbulent victims quickly returned to calm.
The tall and thin young man was named Sun Wangcai. Wanyan Kang didn't bother to interrogate him, so he just let the soldiers beat him more than ten times in public, making the boy howl like a wolf.
The onlookers who were watching the disaster were silent and fearful, but the group of ruffians still stayed together and refused to disperse.
Still unwilling to give up? Do you really want to force me to let civilized people go unjust and kill people with a knife?
Wanyan Kang sneered inwardly.
After a long while, Hu Si walked over slowly with a smile on his face.
"Sir, I wonder if we can talk about something?"
Wanyan Kang waved his hand: "Of course, if you have something to say in person, everything is fine. However, if you continue to fan the flames and stir up trouble... ha..."
"Don't dare, don't dare! We are not from the same group as those bastards!"
Hu Si pointed at Sun Wangcai, who was lying not far away and was beaten like a dead dog, and swore.
Wanyan Kang's mouth twitched.
This bitch... I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen anyone so shameless.
Wanyan Kang immediately remembered the humor of Master Yue from the cross talk world:
What do you want to do with your face? You still have to wash it. I want something more awesome, more exciting, and more fun.