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Chapter 722: The Next Day (2)

"Your Highness Prince Su, I will never suspect that the thieves who escaped last night are hiding among the refugees right now..."

"I know..., Chinese, novel..."

"Your Highness, this group of thieves is trying to assassinate you!"

"I, the king, also know."

For a full stick of incense, Sun Shuke spared no effort to persuade Zhao Hongrun to allow him to identify the group of thieves who attacked Wei soldiers last night from among the refugees, but Zhao Hongrun always refused.

Why?

Because soldiers and generals have always been simple and rough in doing things, even a general like Sun Shuke, who in Zhao Hongrun's eyes could not avoid this bad habit.

Excerpt the whereabouts of the group of thieves from the refugees' mouths.

To put it simply, what if those refugees have something to hide and can't testify against them? Do they still need to be tortured?

It should be noted that people's hearts are very fragile, especially those in a foreign country. It is even more difficult to capture them.

This time, the Wei army was lucky. The target was the Chu State. Due to the tyranny of the Xiong family, the civilians of the Chu state generally had very low loyalty to the Xiong royal family. Therefore, even if the Wei army was a foreign army, it could gain the support of the civilians of this country.

support.

Otherwise, if it were the Qi State or the Wei State, like the Yanling Army and the Shangshui Army, they would still want to implement guerrilla tactics in the territory of the enemy country?

Don’t even think about it!

As long as a civilian sees your whereabouts, it means that you have been exposed to the sight of the police force.

It is undeniable that the support of the Chu people is the biggest gain Zhao Hongrun has received so far. In fact, unless the Chu country is destroyed this time, no other gain can be compared to the support of the Chu people.

Even if the Wei army captured and killed Xiong Xu, King of Chu.

But as Sima An, the general of the Dangshan Army of the State of Wei, has always said, those who are not of my race must have a different heart. In the eyes of these Chu people, the Wei army is also an alien. Therefore, if they want to continue to maintain a positive view in the hearts of the Chu people,

Zhao Hongrun must always maintain the bright and positive impression of the Wei army and must not do anything that will disappoint the civilians of Chu.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Therefore, Zhao Hongrun rejected Sun Shuke's various methods of interrogating the refugees.

After all, in his opinion, although the assassins hidden among these refugees were a big hidden danger, they were insignificant compared to the popular sentiment of the Chu people.

But unfortunately, although Zhao Hongrun had stopped Sun Shuke in time, there were still bad rumors among the refugees in the city.

I don’t know if someone was instigating it behind the scenes, or if the refugees were too timid, so much so that after Sun Shuke launched an attack on them to accuse them, the refugees in the city all asked to leave Zhi County and seek refuge elsewhere.

This move made Zhao Hongrun frown.

He didn't care about some of the refugees with bad intentions. What he cared about was the vast majority of the refugees. He didn't think that the roughly five to six thousand refugees were all assassins sent by someone.

It would not be a good thing for Zhao Hongrun to hurt the hearts of those innocent refugees, let them leave, and then allow them to intentionally or unintentionally spread some unfavorable news to the people in other areas of the Chu State that was detrimental to the Wei Army and the Wei State.

But the problem is that forcing these refugees to stay in the city is not a solution.

After all, no matter how high the city wall is, there is no guarantee that some of these refugees will find ways to climb out of the city wall.

After much deliberation, Zhao Hongrun felt that it was necessary for him to personally take action to appease the vast majority of innocent people among these refugees.

However, his decision was strongly opposed by the Zongwei and Sun Shuke and other generals.

After all, there is currently an unknown group of assassins hiding among the refugees. At this time, Zhao Hongrun, as the commander-in-chief of the Wei army, personally stepped forward to appease the refugees. What if something happens during this period?

Unfortunately, once Zhao Hongrun made up his mind, except for Concubine Shen Shu who might be able to change his mind, not even his father, Emperor Wei, could change his will.

"The king has made up his mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore!"

Without saying a word, Zhao Hongrun walked out of the house.

The sect guards and generals looked at each other and had no choice but to follow His Highness King Su closely, preparing to protect His Highness at all times.

When Zhao Hongrun arrived in Nancheng, the corpses of the dozen thieves who were shot dead on the spot by the Wei army last night were still lying on the ground haphazardly.

All around, the village chiefs and mayors were worried.

Who makes the faces of the two generals Qian Ben and She Li look so gloomy that it makes people feel afraid?

After looking at the dead bodies on the ground for a few times, Zhao Hongrun walked up to the village chiefs and people chiefs, smiled and identified himself.

It must be said that Zhao Hongrun's personal appearance shocked these refugees greatly.

After all, the Wei army currently has the upper hand in the battle in the area south of the Huihe River. Although the Chu army in Juyang County far exceeds the Yanling army and Shangshui army in terms of military strength, so far, these Chu armies have been defeated.

Wei Jun led the way and was frequently harassed and attacked.

Therefore, the power of the Wei army south of the Huihe River is also growing day by day, and Zhao Hongrun, the commander-in-chief of the Wei army, is also gradually gaining fame.

As a result, the refugees kowtowed to Zhao Hongrun one after another. Even those young men who had shouted angrily that the Wei army treated us like this a moment ago and that we should simply go elsewhere were now submissive.

I feel honored and happy to have the opportunity to meet a young master of the Wei Kingdom with my own eyes.

It has to be said that the concept of high and low blood has already penetrated deeply into the Chu State. Although this argument is common in the Central Plains countries, to be honest, there is absolutely no country that only values ​​blood and family status like the Chu State.

"This king is Ji Run, the prince of the Wei Kingdom, and the commander-in-chief of the Wei army..."

Zhao Hongrun briefly introduced himself to the refugees nearby. In order to make these people understand, he used words and sentences close to the Chu country, coupled with his fluent Chu dialect, it is no exaggeration to say

, if his pronunciation of some words was not very accurate, I believe all the Chu people present would be confused: Is this really the Young Master of the State of Wei? Why do we speak the Chu dialect better than us Chu people?

Want smoothness?

I have to say that using the same language is indeed a powerful tool that can quickly bring the two closer together.

No, for the Wei Gongzi Ji Run who spoke fluent Chu dialects, the nearby Chu refugees felt close to him from the bottom of their hearts, as if they had seen the prince of their own country.

Later, Zhao Hongrun bluntly said to the many refugees present: "...I know that there are some thieves with evil intentions among you, and these thieves want to harm my life... However, I will not do this.

And to offend you and wait... just a few

Thieves, why do you care?... You can stay in Zhi County with peace of mind. After a few days, I will send someone to escort you to Xiangcheng. There are many of your compatriots in Xiangcheng. If there are any who are willing to defect to our country,

If you are from Wei, you might as well move with them to live in peace in our great Wei..."

As he said this, Zhao Hongrun began to praise the benevolent government of their Wei State. He said it no matter how nice it was, and it only made these refugees yearn for the Wei State.

And at the end, Zhao Hongrun also reminded these refugees that if they were threatened by some people, they might as well discuss it with Wei Bing. Furthermore, if someone learned the details of some of the thieves among them and came forward to correct them, Zhao Hongrun also promised

Give rewards.

After these words, although no refugee has yet come forward to testify against the gang of thieves hiding among them, the previous anger and uneasiness have gradually subsided. At least the eyes of these refugees looking at Zhao Hongrun are full of

The meaning of respect.

At this time, a young woman holding a six- or seven-year-old child walked a few steps and knelt down in front of Zhao Hongrun. She choked with gratitude and said, "Thank you, His Highness, Prince Su, for taking me in. Otherwise, this bitch would really not know what to do..."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hongrun pushed Zong Wei away and wanted to reach out to help him.

At this moment, a low voice was heard from a distance: "No!"

Huh?

When Zhao Hongrun heard the low scolding, he was startled and subconsciously retracted his hand.

However, at this moment, the six or seven-year-old child in the woman's arms suddenly raised his head and rushed toward him. A finger-long sharp blade in his hand stabbed Zhao Hongrun in the heart.

Only then did Zhao Hongrun realize that he was not a six or seven-year-old child, he was clearly a dwarf.

When his life was on the line, Zhao Hongrun subconsciously blocked it with his right hand. Suddenly, the sharp blade pierced his arm.

"Your Highness!"

Wei Jiao, the chief of the imperial clan, shouted, stepped forward, grabbed the dwarf's head and neck, and threw him to the ground.

At this time, the seemingly delicate little woman also showed a fierce look. She took out the sharp knife she carried with her and tried to assassinate Zhao Hongrun again, but she was killed on the spot by the clan guards.

An accident occurred in an instant. Those refugees who were still kneeling on the ground to thank Zhao Hongrun did not know what had happened.

When they saw Zhao Hongrun's bloody arm clearly, they were shocked.

"Damn it!"

Sun Shuke, who reacted a little late, was furious and immediately ordered the refugees to be searched one by one. However, he was stopped by Zhao Hongrun.

"It's nothing."

Under the attention of countless frightened and uneasy people, Zhao Hongrun still had a gentle smile on his face, and said to himself: "Then it's settled... I welcome anyone who sincerely joins us.

The people of Wei, and hereby swear to treat them as their own citizens."



Looking at His Highness King Su in front of them, the many refugees and soldiers here were simply dumbfounded.

After all, His Highness was obviously injured, but he covered his injured arm and continued to finish speaking, as if he had not taken the assassination to heart at all.

But at the end, His Royal Highness Prince Su glanced at his arm and humorously said to the refugees around him: "Well, I have to go back and bandage it first. Otherwise, as the saying goes, one drop of blood will cost ten bowls of rice. This month's rice is in vain."

have eaten."

The refugees around him laughed in unison and watched His Highness walk away.

Among the crowd, the old man who had captured Zhao Hongrun's clothes earlier and several other old men of similar age looked at Zhao Hongrun's back as he left, with bursts of wonder in their eyes.

At this moment, the faces of the refugees around him were full of admiration and admiration. I believe that Zhao Hongrun's calm and calm attitude despite being injured was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these Chu people.

"Elder of the clan, Xiong Li is unkind and unjust and forces us to take risks. Why should we serve such unkind and unjust people and make enemies of wise masters like Young Master Run?"

A young man came to the old man and whispered.

"Silence." The old man whispered, then his slightly cloudy eyes glanced at some people in the refugee team, and then he lowered his voice and said.

"I have my own sense of proportion." (To be continued.)


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