Seeing that these two people had not spoken for a long time, Wang Zheng's eyes became colder.
Do you want to continue killing chickens?
It's not that he is soft-hearted, but there are not many prisoners, and those who look like scholars are even rarer.
Especially the two people standing on both sides of the county monarch, they are almost certainly in high positions. To be honest, he feels that it is not worthwhile to be a chicken to scare the monkeys.
do not care!
Wang Zheng felt fierce in his heart. He waved his hand suddenly and shouted coldly with a sharp voice:
"Someone is coming..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the person on the right was so frightened that he could not stand. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.
As for the young man on the left, his expression remained unchanged, but he was no longer silent. Instead, he suddenly sighed, as if sighing.
"What a pity, what a pity!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng's heart moved slightly.
Such an opening statement...
Such pretentiousness...
It reminded him of countless scenes in his memory.
Those protagonists are basically Confucian scholars, and they are either lobbyists or surrenderers.
I'm afraid this guy already wants to surrender, and now he's planning on letting me perform with him to protect his reputation?
No matter what, it's better than the one on the right who is directly paralyzed by fear.
Thinking of this, Wang Zheng smiled mockingly and glanced at him angrily: "Who are you? What is your identity?"
"I'm the Chief Secretary of Linyi, Miao Lin."
The young man replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, and at the same time, he raised his hands and gave a slight salute.
The title of chief secretary was a very common official position from the Han Dynasty to the Jin Dynasty. It can be said that this position existed in everyone from the capital of the capital to the censor of the three princes, to all counties and counties, the nine temples and the five prisons, and it was very powerful.
Not only is it common, this period is also when its power is at its peak.
There is a poem that goes: "Thirty years of studying Confucian books is not as good as studying the master's book."
Of course, Wang Zheng was not very clear about these situations, but it did not prevent him from paying some attention to them.
Without him, Wang Zheng only needs to remember that figures like Lu Bu and Sima Yi have served as chief clerks, and that is enough.
"Master Miao?"
Now that he had an identity, he was a little bit interested, so he asked in a joking manner: "What did you mean by saying "It's a pity" just now?"
"How can I, a seven-foot tall man, be afraid of death?" Miao Lin looked at Wang Zheng, shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that the beauty in my belly has to be buried in the loess with me today."
People who talk about not being afraid of death are usually the most greedy people, right?
Wang Zheng complained disdainfully and looked at the other party's fake behavior. Wang Zheng was a little disgusted, and he suddenly had a bad taste in teasing.
"Well, that doesn't matter." He said with a smile: "I once heard that there is a custom of sky burial in the grasslands outside the Great Wall."
"Since you have so much beauty in your belly, it would be a pity to bury it in the loess and rot with the vegetation."
"Well, let's do this. Lord Miao's body will be hung on a high mountain. How about letting you be accompanied by clean clouds and mist after death?"
ah?
Originally seeing Wang Zheng willing to answer the call, Miao Lin felt certain in his heart, but unexpectedly, the other party responded with such a reply, which made him fall into a state of sluggishness.
When I just came back to my senses, I felt a chill on my neck.
Miao Lin looked up and saw another young man who had been standing next to Wang Zheng a moment ago. Now he was standing directly in front of him, with cold eyes and a ferocious smile, and he was directly looking at each other with sharp swords.
Why doesn't this guy act according to common sense?
While cursing in his heart, Miao Lin remained calm on his face, but his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking hard about how to solve the current predicament.
As time passed by, it became completely impossible.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and the bean-like cold sweat broke out one by one on my forehead.
Wang Zheng on the side watched with interest as his face became paler and paler, knowing that the heat was almost over.
Without him having to give orders, Wu Sheng had already received his thoughts through the system's induction and knew better what to do.
He turned his wrist and suddenly shouted loudly:
"By the order of the general, I grant you death!"
The next moment, with a slight exertion, a touch of blood suddenly appeared on the blade.
Miao Lin, whose nerves were already stretched to the extreme, felt extremely sharp at this time. When he felt a pain in his neck, he was already in a state of death. All worries and concerns ran into Zhu's mind, and he instinctively shouted: "General, spare your life!"
"The villain is willing to surrender!"
This scream was as shrill as the cry of a slaughtering pig. It not only made Wang Zheng smile, but also made the heavenly troops watching the show with the general burst into laughter.
...
After shouting out, Miao Lin realized that his neck was only slightly cut, and he immediately felt mixed emotions.
There is shame, anger, and... regret.
It wasn't that he regretted surrendering the thief, but when he saw the playful smile on Wu Sheng's face as he sheathed his sword, the thoughtful Miao Lin understood.
Wang Zheng had no intention of killing him.
This Zhuzi clearly saw what he was thinking. Not only did he not cooperate, he actually deliberately teased her!
Shuzi!
No matter how much I cursed in my heart, once I shouted these words, it was hard to stop.
Of course, Miao Lin was relieved in his heart. No matter what, his wealth and life could be saved this time.
The other prisoners who saw this scene, although they disdained Mu Lin's pretense, were glad that someone finally took the lead and surrendered to the thieves.
Then it will be easier for them.
Even if they are liquidated by the government and the army in the future, they will only act as threats at most.
...
Knowing that Miao Lin was showing off, Wang Zheng responded in a way that was not expected of a wise king or wise ruler.
It can only be said that he didn't even notice it himself...
Unknowingly, his will and temperament were tempered by the rising flames of war and the clashing swords into another shape.
As a modern person, we clearly understand that survival is a person's instinct.
But Wang Zheng, who increasingly likes directness and straightforwardness, and values righteousness over life, is more like a Han Dynasty person, with an instinctive disdain for greed for life and fear of death.
Therefore, he is obviously a master of rationality. When facing Mu Lin, the more correct approach is to surrender and show his eagerness for talents. After all, what he lacks most now is civil servants, and even the system cannot solve this problem.
But Wang Zheng had an instinctive dislike of Miao Lin's fear of death and his pretentiousness, so he just couldn't let go of his posture.
Of course, he took the initiative to soften his words, so Wang Zheng did not continue to embarrass him.
The young man stepped forward with a smile, lifted up the limp administrator, and brushed off the dust with a familiar voice:
"Sir, he is a great talent in the country. Today he has come to invest and he has made me as powerful as a tiger. I can't help but be happy."
"General, you praise me, I praise you." Miao Lin responded hesitantly while leaning forward and wiping his sweat.
"Sir, don't be humble." Wang Zheng held the other party's hands tightly, with a warm look on his face and sincere words:
"Now I happen to have a difficult task. I don't know how to teach it to me?"
The drama is here...
But now Miao Lin was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he could only laugh a few times: "General, it's okay to talk, but the villain knows everything."
"Very good!"
Wang Zheng looked at him approvingly, and then pointed in the direction of the county government: "General, I don't want to commit more crimes, please help me persuade the princes in the county government to surrender."
...
Miao Lin suppressed the shame in his heart, slowly moved his body and paced slowly towards the county government office.
When he came to the gate, he saw the familiar faces popping up on the wall opposite. Mu Lin kept talking for a long time, but still couldn't say a word.
As time passed by, as if he could feel the countless gazes projected from behind him getting colder and colder, Mu Lin gritted his teeth and finally uttered the first sentence:
"Xian Cheng, Ting Peng, Shaofu..."
As more and more words came out of his mouth, his tone of voice became more agile from the stumbling tone at the beginning.
"Everyone, surrender..."
Miao Lin was completely prepared and shamelessly shouted:
"The Han court was immoral, the young emperor was ignorant, and traitors controlled the government, resulting in poverty and desolation for the people."
"Today in the sky...well, the Heavenly Lord, General Wang Zheng, created the Heavenly Army, raised troops to clear the emperor's side, wipe out the traitors, and return the government to a clean and clear state. This is the great and righteous path, and the people all over the world gathered to respond and win food and shadow.
"We, the people of Langya, should also take advantage of the situation, respond with all our strength, and participate in this grand event together."
"You all live on the emperor's salary, so you should be more proactive and set an example."
In the end, Miao Lin did not directly shout out the eight words of rebellion.
Because it has been officially designated as a direct rebellion.
Wang Zheng laughed dumbly when he heard that Miao Lin had used the name Qingjunzhi. After thinking about it, he felt that it made sense.
There really needs to be a name that will make these people who are seeking fame and reputation come over first.
The wealthy gentry, noble families and bureaucrats...
These people are thick-skinned.
But it’s not shameless after all.
...
Such shameless words unsurprisingly attracted rebuke from many officials in the county government. Words such as being greedy for life and fearing death, having no father-in-law, and being shameless were heard endlessly.
Not only did Miao Lin, who was ready to give up, turn a deaf ear, he even turned a blind eye. Not only did he not stop, but he began to name them one by one, using the safety of his little relatives to persuade...or, more accurately, to threaten.
"Dong Xiancheng, if you stubbornly resist the power of Heaven, not only will you end up with your body and head missing, but I remember that all of your family members immigrated a few years ago and are now in Linyi City. Do you want me to take the general to Yi'er?"
Clan?"
"Guan Tingpu, your mother has an eye disease, how can you not show her filial piety? If you die today for the sake of your fame, how will your family deal with it for the rest of your life?"
"Master Zhao, your lineage is a single generation of three generations. I remember that although you have wives and concubines, you still have no children, right?"
Wang Zheng, who has extraordinary eyesight, clearly saw the changes in the expressions of the people on the wall from a distance.
As Mu Lin called the names one by one, the effect was immediate and everyone was shaken.
This made Wang Zheng very emotional.
The party that leads the way with complete knowledge is the same as in ancient and modern times...