"Then he must have done something again, so Miss Song would kill him."
Seeing these people starting to move towards the Song family, the young boy from the Cui family said: "No matter what, Song Ziyu will pay with his life for killing someone.
And General Song, seeing that he was loyal, brave and upright, he still knew and violated the law, protected his daughter, and buried Zhou Yu hastily in a mass grave.
Therefore, he is not a good person either.
They say that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, so Miss Song probably learned from him!"
What he said was an allusion to Song Ziyu's disregard for human life, which she learned from her father Song Heng. Song Heng was a person who regarded human life as nothing.
Although Tieniu was uneducated and illiterate, he still understood the meaning of the Cui family boy's words.
He said loudly: "I don't care what others think, anyway, I think General Song is a good man. He is a hero in my heart at all times. It was he who resisted foreign enemies, defeated the barbarians in the northern region, and allowed me to live and work in peace and contentment.
"
When others heard what Tieniu said, they couldn't help but think that General Song had never done anything wrong except for protecting his daughter.
Moreover, this man was right. It was General Song who led his soldiers to shed blood on the border and defeated the barbarians in the northern region, so that they could live such a stable life.
Even if he was wrong to protect his daughter, it cannot deny his contribution to Dongchen Country, nor can he deny that he is a hero.
A middle-aged man wearing a square hat and a Confucian shirt touched his mustache and said: "No one can make mistakes without being a sage. General Song is also a human being, and he will naturally make mistakes.
However, just because he made a mistake, we cannot deny that he is not a good person and is not a hero of our Dongchen Kingdom."
"Yes."
Many people nodded in agreement.
When the Cui family boy saw this, he glared at Tieniu, drank all the tea in the bowl, threw down a copper plate and left.
Tieniu smiled, his mission accomplished.
He is a worker in the pickle factory. Yesterday, they all packed up and were ready to go home, but Mr. Lu came back again and gathered all the articulate people together, saying that the boss needed their help.
The boss is the best boss in the world, giving them the highest wages, providing them with such good meals, and giving them big red envelopes during holidays.
Because they can work in their employer's factory, their family is getting better and better, their life is becoming more and more prosperous, and they have enough money to send their son to school. It is natural that they are obliged to help when their employer needs help.
Mr. Lu said again that the employer's request for help from them should not be told. If one person told outsiders and let outsiders know, the wages of the more than 100 people would be halved.
All of them said they would not tell anyone and swore an oath in front of Mr. Lu.
However, Mr. Lu also said that as long as they help their boss and don't leak out the fact that they helped their boss, they will be able to receive an extra tael of wages this month.
Mr. Lu also taught them how to help their boss. Early this morning, everyone entered the city.
When Song Heng was scolded, the soldiers under him who knew what he was like naturally couldn't bear it, especially the retired wounded soldiers.
At the beginning, the general sold all his fields and rewards and distributed them to them. How many generals can do this?
In recent years, whenever they encountered difficulties and approached them, the general never refused to help them.
And they couldn't bear that such a good general, such a general who valued love and justice, was being called a hypocrite.
Therefore, some wounded soldiers near the imperial city entered the city to clear up their general's name and speak for their general.