Wang Zheng suddenly turned his face and made some harsh words, which frightened everyone so much that they did not dare to breathe.
Everyone understood what he meant. The one who controlled their wealth and lives at the moment was the person in front of them, right?
For a while, everyone kept saying things like "I don't dare" and "This will never happen."
"Oh?" Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Is this true?"
"It's absolutely true!" Everyone said in unison, and their responses were neat and tidy, as if they were speaking in one mouthful.
"Then let's recommend a few more talented people to serve under Prime Minister Zhang."
While directly forcing him with force, Wang Zheng glanced at Zhang Zhao calmly. Wang Zheng was also depressed.
If you can join the team and replace your students, why should I do this?
However, if I think about it carefully, if Zhang Zhao hadn't been pushed to a dead end by some combination of circumstances, causing him to surrender to him in name only and even threaten his life, I'm afraid these people might not have succumbed.
After all, at this time, the Han Dynasty, Confucian scholars, and noble families were somewhat more aggressive than their counterparts in the Song and Ming Dynasties in later generations.
Precisely because Zhang Zhao stood up and took the lead, they realized they would have a way out in the future, and their psychological defense line was not so strong.
No matter what, the most important thing is to stabilize Pengcheng first.
Thinking like this, Wang Zheng looked around and saw that the atmosphere had become awkward, so he glanced at Xu Fang.
Xu Fang understood the idea and ordered his soldiers to go out to make arrangements. Soon after, a group of female benefactors arrived to give alms.
Immediately, the beautiful sound of silk and bamboo could be heard.
Seeing this, everyone understood what was going on. No matter whether it was a forced smile or not, at least on the surface the situation of the host and guest enjoying themselves was restored.
The atmosphere slowly became harmonious.
While toasting with everyone, Wang Zheng also felt a little emotional while listening to these melodious sounds.
In his anger, some people's heads were separated, and blood was scattered five steps away; with just one word of power, he could destroy the family and the barbarian tribe, and wipe out the family without any calculation. He looked really majestic and arrogant, but in fact, there was a burst of anger in his heart.
depressed.
We can conquer the world immediately, but we cannot rule the world immediately.
Besides, in the era of great strife such as the late Han Dynasty, without the help of literati, one's own power would lose its endurance and hematopoietic ability. Even if there is systematic help, how can it guarantee that it will reach the end? Therefore, since entering Xuzhou, every time
The king of the city asked himself that he was eager to seek talents, but it was limited to his status as a yellow scarf, but the response he received was rejection time and time again. He was really obsessed with it, and there was no response.
At present, Mi Heng is the only one who has sincerely surrendered, or is it a helpless choice because his opponent is the Yuan family in Runan.
This really made Wang Zheng feel a little discouraged.
He suddenly had no interest in talking to these arrogant people again and let Xu Fang, Zhang Zhao and others continue to socialize, then he got up directly, strode proudly, and walked away.
Walking up the corridor of the pavilion, with the evening breeze blowing, my mind finally cleared.
He looked down and saw the rows of houses in Pengcheng. He also looked around and saw the green mountains in the distance and the blue sky, reflecting the picturesque mountains and rivers.
I have a system and a foresight, so why should I worry about some setbacks?
Thinking that in the history of the Celestial Dynasty that he knew, to put it bluntly, there was nothing more than success and failure, Wang Zheng finally regained some confidence in his heart.
This prosperous and fertile land has light and darkness, loyal ministers and righteous people, and treacherous villains.
There are many traitors who have forgotten their ancestors. As long as you stand firm, work hard, and show the strength to conquer the Central Plains in the future, you are afraid that there are no "traitors" who don't mind the false reputation?
He cheered himself up, and the depression and worry caused by the setbacks in seeking talents lasted short-lived.
Looking at the transparent box, Wang Zheng cheered up again. At least, he would never be alone in this troubled world.
"The long pass through Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning!"
He chanted in a long voice: "Overcoming from the beginning..."
"The mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood!"
...
Late at night, after Xu Fang and others came to report that all the prominent families had been sent away, Wang Zheng, on a whim, summoned all the brothers from Zhao County who had started the uprising, and he and the generals held a banquet again.
After a year of fighting, the 273 people who were initially willing to die for him in the Zhaoxian military camp and fought head-on with Gong Xu's fifty cavalry had now been reduced to more than half, with only less than a hundred left, including many.
The young master is a soldier of the Tianzhu camp, and the rest are distributed in various departments of the Tianzhu army, and they basically all have military positions like Dubo.
Now in Pengcheng, there are more than thirty people.
When they heard that General Tiangong wanted to invite them to drink, everyone was excited beyond words.
After drinking heavily, everyone recalled the past and followed Wang Zheng along the way. Many of them had lost brothers, friends, and family members one after another, and they couldn't help crying.
Seeing this, Wang Zheng also remained silent.
Only then did he understand the weight of these words.
A little heavy...
Among the people I know best, so many have turned into bones without knowing it. What about other people who are complete strangers and follow just because they believe in themselves...
Thinking of this, he was stunned for a long time, tilted the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all. He only felt the taste of wine in his mouth, which was sour.
The prime minister's house has a fine wine, but drinking it now is like drinking poison.
Seeing that the atmosphere had become gloomy, Xu Fang quickly changed the topic and asked everyone not to remember the bitterness of the past, but to think about the sweetness of the present.
This is also true.
Everyone nodded, thinking about the past, and comparing it with the present. One year passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone felt that their situation had been turned upside down, and they all admired Wang Zheng very much.
In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass. At the very least, whether it is them or their deceased relatives and friends, selling this life to Wang Zheng is a very good deal at present.
Some of the elders, who had been with other Yellow Turban Qushuai before, even fell in love with Wang Zheng not only because of Wang Zheng's "Zhang Jiao's reincarnation" and "God-given supernatural power".
In their eyes, this General Tiangong is indeed different.
Regardless of their status, they treat everyone the same and have a gentle attitude.
Another example is setting an example and being in a high position but rarely caring about personal enjoyment.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wang Zheng did lead them to victory one after another!
Speaking of victory, Zhang Rao was the one who felt the deepest emotion.
The victories I have tasted in this short period of time under Wang Zheng are more than those in the previous half of my life combined.
He offered several drinks to Wang Zheng again and refused to stop drinking until his face was red.
Wu Sheng laughed and said that after the general conquered the world, he would not seek official position or wealth, but only seek to fulfill his four greatest wishes.
Hearing this, Wang Zheng was startled. He and Wu Sheng had known each other for a long time, and this was the first time he heard about the other party's wishes. He couldn't help but look over curiously, and laughed and cursed:
"Are you greedy? You want four as soon as you ask?"
"But, let's talk about it?"
"Hey, General." Wu Sheng said seriously: "A man who stands upright will naturally want to make contributions!"
"Then what does it mean to be considered successful?" Xu Fang, who was drunk and drowsy at the side, also asked in amusement.
"Take a good wife, take ten beautiful concubines, and give birth to hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren." Wu Shengwen said in an authentic tone: "The last one...hey."
But he stopped talking about it.
Wang Zheng almost spit out his drink.
Good guy, I can still help with the first two, but you, the third one...
This is to spread seeds all over the world!
It's really up to you to strengthen yourself, but there's nothing I can do to help you.
"What's the last one?" Xu Fang said: "Let's talk about it. We have one, ten, hundreds, and thousands. Next, is it ten thousand? Ten thousand gold? Or ten thousand households?"
Everyone also started shouting and urging him to finish speaking, but Wu Sheng just laughed, glanced at Wang Zheng, remained silent, and just shouted to drink.
The banquet didn't stop until dawn.
After watching everyone leave, Wang Zheng looked up and saw that the sun was about to emerge and a few clouds were floating in the sky.
I don't know if there is something on my mind, or if there was too much killing in the previous war, the sky that hit my eyes was actually burning and blood red.
For some reason, this color reminded Wang Zheng of the scene at the Zhaoxian County Government. At that time, Wu Sheng looked so energetic, but also had this kind of strange iridescence.