People who had knelt all night without any resentment, woke up and found out that the things they had risked their lives to grab had been turned into food and cloth by Jun Ci with a wave of his hand to help the people around him. Their faces were full of colors, and each one
indignant.
"The general's words are military orders." Wu Zheng had a clear view of their reactions, "Yesterday it was you who acted impulsively and recklessly. If the general hadn't sent me to take over, would you still be alive to enjoy the money? And the general has left it for you.
Some, don’t be greedy.”
Wu Zheng's words made them calm down some of their emotions, but they were still unwilling in their hearts, and they still had to follow Wu Zheng to take out the scattered wealth.
In the attic, Zhao Chun saw this scene and couldn't help but ask: "Why did the general want to scatter all the money?"
This is not a small amount of money. Even if Zhao Chun has not participated and cannot share the benefits, it is still a pity.
Jun Ci said not to embezzle people's money, but the money was obviously taken from the bandits and regarded as spoils of war.
"Unexpected wealth is easy to come by, and people's hearts are unstable." Jun Ci said slowly.
Zhao Chun followed her gaze and looked at the other soldiers, all of whom had gloating looks on their faces, and he suddenly understood.
If a few of them in this group get a benefit and suddenly become rich, and later encounter gangsters, I am afraid that everyone will rush to grab such an opportunity to make a fortune. At that time, let alone escorting food and wages, I am afraid that they will turn against each other for money.
"The general has learned a lesson." Zhao Chun was in awe.
He also thought that Jun Ci was trying to teach these people a lesson in pursuing bandits privately, or that he was trying to gain a good reputation for the Central Guard Army.
It turns out that Jun Ci has always cared about uniting people's hearts.
"You must remember that as a general, military morale is the most important thing. Unstable military morale is the root of the destruction of the army." Jun Ci deliberately reminded Zhao Chun.
This time she brought Zhao Chun and Wu Zheng. Both of them have their own strengths and are both malleable talents.
"Keep this in mind, General." Zhao Chun responded solemnly.
Although Zhao Chun is a bit cunning and sometimes not upright enough, and he knows how to seek good fortune and avoid harm, Jun Ci attaches great importance to his tact and can't help but say a few more words: "Don't worry, they will be angry when they go, but they will be happy when they return."
These words made Zhao Chun a little confused. How could he be happy after just one trip?
He also trusted Jun Ci's words very much. I don't know when Jun Ci's words had become unquestionable for him.
Zhao Chun stayed here until sunset and dusk when these people came back. Sure enough, they were all smiling. He was very curious and went to find Wu Zheng who had taken medicinal baths with each other several times and asked: "Why are they so happy? It's noon at noon."
I still don’t look angry at all.”
Wu Zheng turned to look at them and ran towards other soldiers who were familiar with him and started to brag. They all smiled like fools and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted: "Most of the villages selected by the general are unable to uncover the truth and are so poor that they have to sell their sons and daughters.
place.
We transported grain and cloth, saying that we were passing through here and robbed ill-gotten gains from bandits. These people knelt down and kowtowed, treating us as living Bodhisattvas..."
Wu Zheng was also filled with emotions. He was born into a noble family and had never seen refugees. Even when Zhou Rong killed two thousand officials in the capital, he was not affected. He had never seen the suffering of the people and did not know that these people needed at least so much.
.
It was just a little grain and a piece of cloth that was only enough to make a set of clothes. They were grateful and even gave them vegetables, eggs, fruits and other treasures at home, which made them feel like reborn parents, which was very embarrassing.
Each and every one of them had never experienced such gratitude and praise, and no one knew where they had left the sullen feelings in their hearts. I am afraid that not many people still remember their reluctance at noon.
Zhao Chun was slightly stunned after hearing this.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Zheng nudged him with his elbow, puzzled by his reaction.
"When you left, I asked the general..." Zhao Chun told Wu Zheng what he had said with Jun Ci.
Wu Zheng also fell silent, and after a moment he sighed with a complicated mood: "General, he has seen the suffering of the people."
These words made Zhao Chun feel a little guilty. After all, he was also born in poverty, but he was not so poor that he longed for charity and cried bitterly when he gave little to others. That was why he did not think of this aspect.
It was even more impossible for Wu Zheng. Today could be regarded as opening his eyes to a big scene.
I suddenly felt shameful about my past behavior of being extravagant and not taking ordinary people into consideration.
When they came back, Wu Zheng naturally went to find the king to report the news. After reporting the news, he said: "General, the place we went to is really poor and poor. There is a village that even... changed its son to eat."
Zhao Chun, who came with him, took a deep breath.
After looking at Jun Ci's reaction, Wu Zheng continued: "Does the officer in charge here not care?"
"Maybe I took care of it, but I was powerless; maybe I didn't take care of it, but I was wise enough to protect myself." Jun Ci was looking at some pictures, which were drawn by blacksmith Wu about the crossbows made by crossbowmen. Jun Ci asked him to think about whether he could make more than one shot at a time.
She was also thinking about how to shoot a few arrows. As she spoke, she raised her head with deep eyes, "What's worse, the officials and gangsters collude to prey on the common people."
These words penetrated deeply into the hearts of Wu Zheng and Zhao Chun.
They joined the military camp early, even if they were in a state of confusion and wasting their time, they had never experienced such darkness.
Wu Zheng, in particular, had been trained by the dandies in the capital, and he was fierce and fierce. He did not look down on the poor and lowly because of his status, but he never did the behavior of plundering and oppressing them in the past.
Wu Zheng turned around and was about to walk out. Seeing his angry look, Zhao Chun subconsciously stopped him.
Jun Ci's voice immediately sounded: "Where are you going?"
"Go check it out. If this is really the case, I..."
"The county magistrate here is the son of the prefect of Hengnong County, and the prefect of Hengnong County belongs to the Zhou family." Jun Ci interrupted Wu Zheng, "So what if you find out? You can kill the county magistrate, or the prefect?"
Even if you can really kill them, can you do it without leaving any traces? If not, can your Wu family afford the Zhou family's counterattack?"
Every word of Jun Ci made Wu Zheng clenched his fists, but his footsteps were welded to the ground. His eyes turned red: "Are we going to turn a blind eye too?"
"This is all we can do today." Jun Ci was very calm and indifferent, "If we want to help the building to collapse, we must first pull out the moths in the beams."
This is the cruel reality. He saw the darkness in the world, he saw the weak being killed, he had a heart to support justice, but he had too little manpower to put it into practice.
"If you want to bring more clarity to this world, you must have more powerful abilities." Jun Ci continued to study the drawings, "I hope that in the future you will see injustices and fewer and fewer people who cannot be redressed."
Wu Zheng's fists clenched loudly, and he said loudly: "I can!"