Chapter 47 Hatred, how much do you have me, Cao Cao?
Huo... Reading makes my brain go crazy.
Bianrang frowned. After a while, he felt that his face was pressed to the ground and rubbed three times by Lu Yu. The friction was so intense that it was like a devil!
This is so sour...
Different from the previous arguments, this time Cao Cao, Xun Yu, Xun You, and Wei Hong all looked at Bian Rang with some interest. They thought that Bian Rang was probably going to be frustrated again.
At the same time, Lu Yu's voices came out one after another.
"Actually, Duke Cao does not need to let all the Yellow Turban sergeants farm at all, because the majority of the 300,000 Yellow Turban soldiers are women, children, old and young, and Gong Cao can select the physically strong among them to form a Qingzhou army! The rest, that is, they
My family is plowing Longtian!"
"In this way, Qingzhou soldiers can fight with peace of mind, and their families can farm with peace of mind. From now on... these 300,000 people don't have to wander around, and they don't have to run around. The whole family can live a good life, have enough to eat, and can
The price you pay for wearing your coat is only a certain amount of grain that you turn over to Duke Cao every year. Is there any better life than this?"
"Even if the Qingzhou soldiers on the front line want to rebel, their families will stop them..."
"What if senior Bian Rang is one of them? Will you have disloyal thoughts? Will you plan to revolt again? I'm afraid that if you haven't revolted yet, if you have some weird thoughts, your mother will have to deal with it.
Your ass will be beaten to a pulp!"
…
The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.
call…
The sound of long exhalation is endless!
Farmers, farming, enough food, good lives... This series of keywords were extracted by everyone in the government office, and everyone looked like they suddenly understood.
Lu Yu's words were really better than ten years of reading. Suddenly, many people discovered that they didn't understand the Yellow Turban Army at all... let alone the so-called refugees!
Of course, what Lu Yu proposed was the first level on the surface, the second level that Cao Cao, Xun Yu, and Xun You could all understand.
The 300,000 Yellow Turban Army was divided into two parts: the Qingzhou soldiers and the children. The Qingzhou soldiers were fighting on the front line, while the children were farming in Yanzhou. In other words, the Qingzhou soldiers took into account the safety of the children, so naturally they would not care about it.
If you rebel, you will fight the enemy bravely, be loyal to Cao Cao, earn more merits, and win more land for your family!
Is this another level of containment?
In this way, the loyalty issue of Yanzhou soldiers that worried Cao Cao the most was solved in one fell swoop, and the loyalty level was straightened out!
At this moment, everyone in the government office looked at Lu Yu, with surprise in their eyes. What a wise young man. In other words, he is not wise, he just understands the Yellow Turban Army better than everyone here, and knows more about it.
Get to know these refugees.
Perhaps, for these clans and celebrities, their living environment is too far away from the people at the bottom.
"Does this...such a simple truth defeat me?"
Bian Rang You Zi couldn't believe it. He claimed that his eloquence was invincible in the world, but he was rendered speechless by this young man... He found that he underestimated Lu Yu and did not understand Huang Jin.
But...Bian Rang will never admit defeat, let alone allow himself to lose to such a young man!
"What you said is indeed wonderful, but if 300,000 moth thieves enter Yanzhou, it will inevitably arouse the anger of the people. After all, many of their brothers, friends, and relatives have died tragically at the hands of the moth thieves!"
The last resistance...
Bian Rang's eyes narrowed tightly. This was also the fundamental reason why he firmly opposed surrendering to the Yellow Turban Army. How could he just not avenge the grudges of his family?
this…
Lu Yu really didn't think about this problem at first. Hatred...how do you put this thing? When will retribution happen? What's more, it's troubled times again!
But, if we really want to discuss it, can we explain it clearly? And how to explain it?
Just then...
Wei Hong took a step forward and spoke in a sonorous tone. "Now that we are talking about this, I, Wei Hong, would like to express my position first..."
"The Yellow Turban Army looted Yanzhou, and seventy-four of our Wei family's fields were plundered. Thirty-six members of our Wei family died of cholera, including countless servants and tenants... Even my own brother died tragically among them!
"
At this point, Wei Hong paused for a moment. Apparently... the mention of these dead tribesmen made him feel a little sad even though he was over fifty years old.
"but…"
Wei Hong cleared his voice and said loudly. "For the sake of Yanzhou's future stability, for the great cause in Meng De's heart, and for the sake of these 300,000 'innocent' yellow turban creatures, I, Wei Hong, swear today - to wipe out the past grudges and never
Hold a grudge!”
As soon as this statement came out, the whole house was in an uproar...
Everyone in the government office is a smart person. After what Lu Yu said just now... everyone can understand the truth.
In today's troubled times, is the Yellow Turban Army the real threat? No... not at all!
The real enemies are the princes who are eyeing the fat piece of Yanzhou, the "wolves, tigers and leopards" with their bloody mouths open...
If Yanzhou is to be at peace, it must be the first to become stronger... The idea of forming the "Qingzhou Army" proposed by Lu Yu is the only ultimate strategy that allows Yanzhou and Cao Cao to gather strength in a short period of time!
"I support Mr. Wei's decision... The past grudges between me and the moth thief will be wiped out with one stroke, and I will never bear any grudge!"
"And I..."
"Me too…"
Immediately, some sensible clans and celebrities stepped forward to respond to Wei Hong and support Lu Yu.
But there are some who are still hesitant...
"Hmph..." He gave up a strand of long sleeves. "Can Mr. Wei give up his grudges? Then... Can Mr. Wei guarantee that all the clans and people in Yanzhou can give up their grudges? I am not lying, and Mr. Wei has not called on Yanzhou yet.
Is this the ability of all the people?"
He sneered, with a mocking smile on his lips.
This is his trump card and his last resort in the verbal battle - grudge!
Wei Hong's face darkened immediately, and he looked at Lu Yu...
Lu Yu waved his hand towards him, his expression still calm and calm, not panicking... The real master hasn't come yet, so he's not panicking at all!
Just then.
Tread...
Sonorous and powerful footsteps came from the back hall, followed closely by a "pop" sound, and the back door opened...
"Wei Lao can't appeal to the people of Yanzhou, what about me?"
Cao Cao suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
His face was extremely serious, his eyes narrowed, and a ray of light was directed at everyone in the government office, especially Bian Rang.
It's just that there is a chill in this eye, just like a cone in a bag!
At this moment, Cao Cao's mood was complicated. On the one hand, he was gratified. Really, sincerely gratified... It was already outstanding enough that his son could do this!
The next thing should be left to me!
Thinking of this, Cao Cao's eyes narrowed more and more, and he muttered in his heart, haha, give in and give in, have you "bullyed" my son enough?
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"Mr. Cao..."
As soon as Cao Cao arrived, everyone in the government office saluted him.
"Excuse me, gentlemen..." Cao Cao motioned for everyone to sit down, but ignored Bian Yi and left him standing in a daze.
Ha ha ha ha…
Cao Cao laughed, but the laughter was a bit catchy.
"What did you mention just now? Oh, it was hatred..."
"The enmity between the princes and the Yellow Turban Army is not as great as that of me, Cao Cao?"
Speaking of this, Cao Cao's face suddenly became serious. "One thousand, nine hundred and thirty-five of my Qiao Pei disciples died at the hands of moth thieves! One thousand nine hundred of them had wives, and nine hundred and thirty of them had wives."
Five people have a son!”
"The moth thieves killed them, leaving 1,100 women widowed, leaving 935 children without a father, and leaving more than 1,900 old men with their black hair in vain!"
"Also...and my good brother Bao Xin, Prime Minister of Jibei. I, Cao Cao, can become the shepherd of Yanzhou only because of the help of my brother. I, Cao Cao, can survive the battlefield with the moth thieves because I am so good.
Brother, give me the horse! He... also died at the hands of the moth thief!"
"If we really want to talk about it, do you hate me as much as Cao Cao?"