Seeing this scene, although the expressions of the literati students changed, they still tried their best to maintain their posture.
Many people are stupid, easily confused by external things, and swayed by short-term gains in front of them.
"We are not saying that Duke Cheng was incompetent and guilty in the past. We are saying that now, after the peace talks, he is still greedy for power and loves merit, and is fighting in a stalemate..." A scribe said in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, the originally excited refugees from the North came rushing forward again.
This time they were no longer scolding, their eyes were red and they looked extremely angry, and someone grabbed the scribe's shirt.
The scribe was suddenly startled and shouted.
"What do you want to do?" he shouted.
Other scholars and scholars were also frightened, but they did not run away in fear, but stepped forward to surround the refugee.
The two sides formed a confrontation.
The officers and soldiers on duty were so scared that their calves were spinning. Is this going to cause civil unrest? If these tens of thousands of civilians go crazy, they can't stop them. These scholars and scribes can be beaten to death on the spot!
The scholars and scribes did not retreat in the face of this huge crowd, but looked determined.
"Zhu Shan, are you trying to incite civil unrest?" shouted the leading scribe as he took another step forward, "Come on then. If you want to pass by today, just step over me."
"Step over us!" the scholars shouted in unison.
Although the number is small in front of thousands of people, the momentum is fierce.
It would be a serious crime to cause civil unrest, and the generals in the military formation also changed their minds.
"My lord, please say something." They couldn't help but said hurriedly.
At this time, the only one who could stop these people was Duke Cheng.
But Duke Cheng Guo, who was about to go out to face the scribes and people, stopped, turned his horse's head and retreated.
"There's no need to say anything else," he said warmly.
There is no need to say anything? Why? The generals looked even more surprised and uncertain.
Do you really want these northern refugees to cause trouble?
The arrival of these people is so strange. Is this really the arrangement of Cheng Guogong?
But this is tens of thousands of people, and it cannot be easily arranged...
The situation was tense, but the scene that everyone feared did not appear.
The refugee who was holding the scholar did not hit him with his fist, and other refugees did not swarm him.
"What are we going to do?" The refugee voice was filled with sorrow and anger, staring at the scholar in front of him with red eyes, "We would like to ask you what are you going to do? What do you think of us? Do you think of us as human beings?"
"Negotiation, in your eyes, is peace just a frivolous word?"
"Is the cession of three counties something that everyone will be happy with?"
"You only think that if you negotiate peace, there will be no war, and you can continue to live in peace. Have you ever thought about us?"
"We, the people of the three counties, are hundreds of thousands of people! Have you ever thought that we are human beings too!"
"Have you ever thought that after just a few words, we are no longer Zhou people? We, who have been Zhou people for generations, have become Jin people?"
"Have you ever thought about what we will become if there is no more war and peace?"
"Under the iron heel of the golden man, we are no longer human beings at all!"
This series of questions made the scholar turn pale, and also caused the expressions of the scholars and scholars behind him to change.
"Yes, there is no war anymore. You have lived a good life, but what about us?" An old woman said tremblingly, "Do you know how the Jin people treat us?"
"They killed our whole village," a child shouted.
"They treat people like cattle." A young man shouted, tearing off his rags to reveal whip marks. "We treat people like cattle and horses, and we are killed at will."
"They used us as targets to practice swordsmanship and archery, and my whole family died in their hands," an old man cried.
"They eat human flesh."
"They used us as firewood."
Countless shouts and cries rang out, and the people present seemed to have seen the scene of burning and wailing everywhere, and many people started to cry.
Even the scholars couldn't help but tremble.
"You are here, well fed, well clothed, and living a peaceful life. You are afraid when you hear about war, and you scream when you hear about spending money."
"For the sake of your so-called peace, you think that Duke Cheng is the disaster caused by these soldiers and generals' belligerence. Do you still have any conscience?"
"The Jin people don't treat us as human beings, and you don't treat us as human beings either."
"Why didn't Duke Cheng Guo retreat? Why did he fight? Why did these soldiers and generals fight to die as if they were alive? Because they treat us as human beings, not just objects to be discarded!"
"They will not retreat or give in and keep fighting. They want to save us and bring back our hundreds of thousands of people from the three counties. The three counties were ceded, but the people were not!"
The shouts and cries became louder, and the crowd took another step forward.
The scholars and literati lost their momentum and took a step back with pale faces.
A refugee suddenly rushed in front of a scholar.
The scholar couldn't help but tremble, but saw that the refugee just grabbed the flagpole from his hand.
The big flag with red letters on the white background reads "Soldiers of the Nation's Subjugation".
The refugee looked at these four words with red eyes and suddenly broke his knee.
"It's not you who have the final say on whether he is a soldier who subjugates the country!" he shouted, "it's not you who have the final say on whether he is guilty or not!"
Countless refugees rushed forward and stamped the broken flag on the ground.
"We have the final say!"
"We have the final say!"
The old man at the head looked at these scholars and literati with determination.
"If you want to ask Duke Cheng about his sins, and you want to ask about the sins of these soldiers and generals, then ask us about our sins first. It is our sins that have affected the Great Zhou Dynasty." He shouted in a deep voice.
"Ask us for our sins!" Countless shouts echoed, shaking the sky and the earth.
The scholars retreated again.
The refugees came forward again.
The old man turned around again and looked at the military formation behind him.
"Mr. Cheng Guo, they won't welcome you," he said. "We will welcome you. They block the way, and we will open the way."
He said and stepped forward.
Countless refugees followed behind him.
"They don't praise your achievements, but we do!"
"In the past you protected us, today we are escorting you!"
Step by step, group by group move forward.
The scholars retreated step by step.
The officers and soldiers on duty did not stop him anymore, but stood on the roadside and suddenly saluted the military formation.
The people in the capital were no longer frightened and stood on the side of the road, saluting the military formation.
The leading bachelor looked at the people walking step by step, supporting each other, and finally let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong with the people's wishes?" He murmured, turning to one side.
Following his actions, the others looked gloomy, unable to stop the approaching people and retreated to both sides.
The road is broad and clear, with no obstructions.
Seeing the people rushing forward, the generals in the military formation no longer had any fear. They looked excited, as if they heard the arrival of reinforcements when the Yizhou army was fighting to the death.
These people were unarmed and had no war horses or weapons. They were once protected by nothing but grass, but they were as tall and powerful as mountains.
I never thought about repaying, but the rewards appeared in an instant. This is the so-called justice of God.
"My lord," they couldn't help shouting.
Cheng Guogong's expression remained calm.
"Let's go." He said warmly, looking at the people crowding around and surrounding him, he smiled again, "We are also people, let's take off our armor and clothes."
The generals immediately reacted and responded in unison, urging their horses to convey the order in all directions.
As the order was conveyed, thousands of soldiers dismounted and took off their armor, piling them up high on the roadside.
"Enter the city." Zhao Hanqing also took off his armor. The woman's figure became even more petite, but her momentum remained the same, and he raised his hand and shouted.
Thousands of soldiers mounted their horses again, neatly arranging their uniforms with their bare hands, and stamped their horses' hooves. They led the way to the city gate with the people in front and the people behind them on the left and right, and headed towards the city gate.
I don't know which one among the tens of thousands of people started singing first.
"My family in Yanzhao Bei is in dilapidated condition."
"The mountains and rivers are in depression and chaos, and the wild horses are causing wind and rain."
This hoarse, tuneless song immediately echoed among the people one after another.
"I'm lucky to have a good husband, one is worth a thousand."
"A fierce anger rushes out of the heart, and death is like sleeping."
"Having an army kiss me is better than having parents."
"You have been through fire and water for me, how dare you stay too late?"
“If ten thousand people unite as one, they can shake Mount Tai.”
"Loyalty and righteousness are the only things that make a bullfight angry."
This is a victory song popular in the North. Soon not only the people, but also the officers and soldiers on horseback started singing along.
Those thin soldiers who had taken off their armor and weapons no longer had the fear and confusion before, and straightened their spines again. Their eyes were firm and their spirits were high.
They are not soldiers who subjugate their country.
They are not warlike and greedy for success.
The blood they shed, the injuries they suffered, and the suffering they suffered in battle, everything was seen by some, remembered by some, and proud of them.
The voices of thousands of people were like thunder, rolling up from the ground, heading straight towards the capital, and they were unstoppable.
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Today is the end of the month, and tomorrow is the beginning of the month. Monthly votes are summarized, and the new moon is competing for the list. I originally had a lot to say to everyone, so I typed a document, but I felt that a thousand words are worth less than silence.
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