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Chapter 1262 A mere bandit

 Zhao Cheng said calmly.

No matter in any era, there is no shortage of similar people. The so-called fame of these people is not because they have really made contributions to the common people, but is just touted by people in their own circle.

In this world, ordinary people are in one circle, and scholars are in another circle.

The so-called reputation does not refer to the name among the people, but the name among the scholars.

The reputation of these two wise men in Wucheng was widely spread among scholars, and they also had many students.

Throughout the ages, few heroes have dared to kill such people, because the world always needs people to govern, and it will be very troublesome to hate scholars.

But Zhao Cheng is not afraid. The route he takes is not based on the clans in the world, nor on these scholars, but on the mud-legged people, the lowest level and the most miserable people.

These people are the foundation of his earthly kingdom.

The failure of Taoist Huang Tian has proven the unreliability of the clan and the unreliability of scholars. These people are high and have too many choices, so they are just outsiders.

Therefore, the first thing Zhao Cheng did after seizing the city was to spread his reputation in Wucheng. Those powerful clans thought he was telling them, but in fact, he was telling them to others.

Cao Jie, who was favored by the powerful clan leader, heard this.



Youdao means that scholars are noble and should not be insulted. That's it.

"It's true. Just a while ago, that group of bandits wanted my brother to serve as an official. However, my brother has a great reputation for learning. Even if General Pingnan was here, my brother was still lacking in talent and knowledge. He still needs to

I politely refused to continue studying. That Zhao thief, a mere group of mountain bandits, also misses me, the Chu family unicorn, so they don’t take a piss to look after themselves..."

Not only that, even when recruiting soldiers, they did not forcibly capture strong men, but distributed the free money to the poor. In the eyes of these prodigal sons, this was simply a crime and they could not understand the situation clearly.

Therefore, no one thinks that there is anything wrong with such a refusal.

Wucheng, the night is still dark.

Speaking of when Ying Tian's army just broke through the city, these people naturally did not dare to say such remarks, even if they were drunk, they would not dare.

In the Zuihua Building in the south of the city, the beautiful girl was singing and dancing, and several slutty boys were hugging the beauty. One of them seemed to be a little drunk and made such sarcastic remarks.

"Let me tell you, that day, the people sent by the bandit were driven out by the old man in despair. Later, the bandit didn't even dare to fart."

It is better to please these noble people, they are the people with power and voice in this world.

When Han Qing heard this, he didn't dare to be negligent at all. He immediately stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

"General Yingtian is just a bandit who got some luck. He wants to rule the world. Now there is only one city, so he wants to invite me to join the old man as an official. That is really humiliating himself."

It's just ridiculous. Some people can't see the form at all and think that this world is still the same world as before.

While he was talking, a piece of silk paper had already fallen in front of Han Qing. On it was a list of the big households in the city. Now, nearly 70% of them had red circles on it.

It is precisely because they are both useless that they can get together.

This is the basis of Zhao Cheng’s identification.

But during this period of time, he followed Zhao Cheng, was trained by Zhao Cheng, and was influenced by the sun, but he also understood the dangers of these people.

I want to harvest the so-called hidden pearls from the people.

After all, what’s the use of pleasing the common people?!

Things like grass are exploited in various ways on weekdays, but I don't see them getting into any good shape.

Today's world is just a world of wealthy and powerful families. If you kill them all, you will kill them all.

"Han Qing!"

In this era, talented people all have the arrogance of talented people. As for coercion, it is undoubtedly a violation of some unspoken rules. If it spreads, the reputation will be directly damaged, and no one will dare to obey in the future.

If you are an elite among our big families, you will naturally know how to speak carefully and be careful about your words and deeds. But these people who drink flower wine, although they are also children of the big families and are direct descendants, they are all incompetent members of the family.

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Another young man answered, and as he spoke, he became even more drunk.

Zhao Cheng's expression suddenly became stern.

"The mark is on!"

The changing of the king's flag at the top of the city did not affect the wealthy children in the city who were having fun.

"That's all, I'll return it to the general. When General Pingnan takes over, I'm afraid that's when the thief will die."

But at that time, all things were still competing and humanity continued.

Although Han Qing only glanced at the uncircled names, he had some impressions. The owners of these names were all outsiders, not locals of Wucheng. They did not have a deep local foundation, so they could

Spared.

After all, this is how everyone plays. If you don't play according to the rules, I won't let you play.

In several tall buildings in the city, there was endless singing and dancing.

The reason why these people have to die is very simple, that is, there is a possibility of collaborating with the enemy. If their loyalty is not absolute, then they are absolutely disloyal.

Zhao Cheng previously held back and allowed these people with "fame" as talismans to be arrogant, but it was just that the foundation was not settled at that time and they were dormant temporarily.

As for now, it is natural that there is no such thing as internal communication with foreign enemies, but this is nothing. Letters about collaboration with enemies can be written immediately, and as many as you want can be written.

"My military order is sent to me. There are thieves in the city. They are colluding with the enemy inside and outside. The crime cannot be forgiven. I order the entire army to kill the three tribes!"

However, later on, they figured it out. They were just uneducated and incompetent, not stupid. With family knowledge, no matter how stupid they were, their stupidity was limited. They understood that they were probably rich and powerful, and they looked down on Zhao Cheng, a thief, so they targeted Cai Cai.

I thought of trying to please the common people and try to gain their support in this way.

Looking at this number, Han Qing felt a chill in his heart. Each of those powerful families had a large population. If they were all killed, how many people would die?

But now, a month has passed, and the aggressiveness shown by Ying Tianjun is really too low. Not to mention the big clans like them, even against the common people, they will not offend at all.

Now that Wucheng has been captured and Wu Qi is still alive, if the two armies fight in the future, these people will really be able to open the city gate privately.

It's also Zhao Cheng. In his ideal world, if everyone in the world rebels, then he will kill everyone in the world. The world will still belong to the same world. That's where the confidence lies.

At the beginning of civilization, how could any powerful family exist?!

On a high building, a few promiscuous young men were talking loudly, and their words were heard by those beauties, but these promiscuous women did not take it seriously.

The vicissitudes of the world and the wind of war are difficult to blow to their gentle hometown. The worst is just to change a big boss at the top. No matter who becomes the boss, their lives will not be the same.

There are too many changes.

Whether the country is destroyed or not, what does it have to do with duckweeds like them?!

Logically speaking, this group of libertines would probably drink until midnight until they died of drunkenness, and then sleep until the next day.

But this night, in the middle of the night, these people were awakened.

In the middle of the night, in the city, there was first the sound of neat running, the sound of the friction of armor, and then the collision of swords and guns, the sound of fighting, shouting, and wailing...


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