After the conflict, although there was no serious military chaos, the bustling scene of thousands of people standing still and surrounding the school grounds was still very scary.
Seeing that the situation was in ruins, Gong Xu quickly came out to mediate and make peace.
He has a kind face and a good personality, and is known to be popular. In addition, he is the highest officer of the military camp. Even the villagers understand that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, so he finally managed to clean up Captain Xiahou's butt.
"Captain Gong, you have led a good army."
Captain Xiahou also knew that he would cause public outrage, but he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. If there was a real conflict between two weapons, even if there were well-equipped elite guards around him, it would be absolutely impossible for a mere ten people to protect him.
Just accept it, say a cold word, and walk away.
From beginning to end, there was not even a single sentence of explanation for the sudden whipping of Wang Zheng.
"If these soldiers really obey my orders, I will have them dress up as bandits and kill you, the troublemaker!"
Gong Xu secretly cursed in his heart, then looked at Wang Zheng who was lying on the ground. He also cried out for the young man and ordered with a look of dismay on his face: "Take him down, and let's go to the medical officer to take a look."
At this time, Wu Sheng and others also made a stretcher. Hearing this, they hurriedly came to the stage and lifted Wang Zheng onto the stretcher. Looking at the blood on his face, Wu Sheng felt sad in his heart. He grinned and almost shed tears. Thinking of this
There were many people at that time, so he managed to hold it back and said in a low voice: "Let's go quickly and send Ah Zheng back."
At this time, other people also gathered around, everyone said something to me, and everyone expressed concern.
"How is this life going?"
"Look at the serious injuries. It's really pitiful."
"That shameless piece of shit, you can't afford to lose!"
"Hurry up and get out of the way." Wu Sheng urged with an impatient look on his face.
He had nowhere to vent his anger, and he also hated these fellow villagers from the same county.
This group of cowards, Ah Zheng stood up for the people of Qingzhou, and ended up being humiliated. So many people just sat back and ignored them, waiting for the thief to leave before speaking out. What's the use?
Looking at the retreating figures of the group, the remaining people looked at each other in confusion, and after a few long sighs, they dispersed.
After the commotion, the crowd scattered in all directions, leaving nothing but chicken feathers everywhere.
The older man's waist is bent even lower, and the young man's face seems to have a layer of twilight.
Every Qingzhou person feels as if the sun is setting in the west.
When he returned to the barracks, Wu Sheng carefully put Wang Zheng on the bed and wiped off the blood on Wang Zheng with a towel. When he turned around and was about to ask where the medical officer was, he suddenly felt someone tugging on his sleeve.
Looking back, he saw Wang Zheng looking at him, his eyes gleaming, and there was no trace of serious injury.
"Azheng, you..." Wu Sheng was surprised, happy, and confused.
"Stop talking now, who is going to find the medical officer?" Wang Zheng waved his hand and asked.
"I just asked Xu Fang to go..." Before Wu Sheng could finish his words, Wang Zheng interrupted him and ordered: "Call him back. If a medical officer has been invited, just say that there is nothing serious about me.
Send it back politely."
"Brother, why is this?"
Wu Sheng was a little puzzled: "Even if your injury is healed, it's still good to let the medical officer take a look."
"Go." Wang Zheng stopped explaining, just raised his eyebrows and waved. When Wu Sheng saw this expression, he knew that Wang Zheng had made a decision, so he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and hurried out.
After he left, Wang Zheng stood up from the bed, walked to the bedside, looked at the basin brought by Wu Sheng, and studied it carefully in silence.
The basin was filled with blood, and a human face was vaguely reflected, with blurred facial features and a twisted whip mark.
Just in time to see the self-healing effect of level one "Recovery", Wang Zheng slowly stroked the whip marks on his face and thought to himself.
"I hope things don't get better too soon."
Half an hour later, Wu Sheng and several other teenagers rushed back. Everyone except Wu Sheng looked beaming with joy.
As soon as he stepped into the door, the young man named Xu Fang shouted excitedly: "Brother, you have shown your face this time." As he said that, he raised what he was carrying, which was a basket of eggs.
"My enemy, eldest brother is completely famous this time!"
"From now on, eldest brother is considered the number one figure in our county that everyone knows!"
"In the county? It will directly shock Qingzhou!"
Several other teenagers also shouted, each carrying rice, grains, raw meat, various vegetables, and a few salted fish in their hands.
"Just now a group of fellow villagers wanted to come to visit you. If it weren't for Wu Duzi's weird words, they would disturb your recovery." Another man named Wu Yuan seemed a little dissatisfied: "Your threshold is about to be crossed."
"Humph, this little thing has bought you off?"
Hearing this, Wu Sheng frowned and said angrily: "Have you forgotten what happened in the afternoon? These cowards! So many people were frightened by ten people!"
As he said that, he looked at the ground and spat: "A bunch of eggless people! I wanted to go up but my way was blocked."
"You were held by your father, but if they got out of the way, how could you go up?" Wu Sheng's words were such a huge blow that they immediately aroused dissatisfaction, and everyone retorted one after another.
"Okay." Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Wang Zheng quickly stopped him and changed the topic: "By the way, these are all gifts from the folks?"
"Yes, eldest brother has earned face for us Qingzhou people this time, and has been wronged again." Mentioning this, the teenagers laughed again and were in a good mood. For Qingzhou people who had suffered several disasters, they were very hungry.
I'm afraid, it's not easy to give these rations, and it shows my sincerity.
Xu Fang held up the egg with a smile: "Just walking along, there are people who care about you after five steps, and people give gifts after ten steps." Pointing to the outside of the house: "There are also some things left directly at your door."
"When I came, some people were already saying that my eldest brother is the best warrior in our county." Someone joked and winked: "I'm afraid I won't have to pay for my eldest brother to eat noodles in Qingzhou from now on."
"In the future?" Wang Zheng smiled meaningfully: "People's memories are not very good, but we can't think about the future, let alone wait for the future!"
The people of the Han Dynasty were simple and honest, and everyone valued promises and despised death. They valued kindness even more, and paid attention to repaying every drop of kindness. For example, when Han Xin was a poor boy, he received a meal from others, and when he became famous after many years of success, he received a thousand pieces of gold as a gift.
Wang Zheng didn't explain clearly what he said, but the meaning behind his words was vaguely contrary to the world's values. Everyone who listened was stunned and looked at Wang Zheng in confusion.
Wang Zheng saw the confusion in everyone's eyes, but did not want to explain.
People who honor their promises and neglect death are always rare. Those who repay a thousand gold coins for a meal are those who don't even care about it at this time, but they can survive for a meal that day.
When facing ordinary people and mediocre people of any era, it is more suitable to be driven by interests, rather than trying to kidnap them with morality.
In the first general election after the war, Churchill lost his position as prime minister. When interviewed by reporters, he said angrily: "The British are ungrateful!" He then added: "This is a characteristic of a great nation."
Regardless of whether this sentence is correct or not, it is indeed a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and to be selfish is a biological instinct, and humans as higher animals are no exception.
Therefore, for most people, it is rare to know how to be grateful, but it is unlikely to last for a long time. People are forgetful and fickle.
Wang Zheng read a sentence in his previous life: "If you want someone to value you or remember you, the favor he owes you is not as good as the favor you owe him. The greater the debt, the longer he will be remembered. The more he owes, the more attention he will pay to you."
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At least Wang Zheng, as a person of two generations, thought this was reasonable.
Of course, the original intention of coming forward today was for Cao Cao and the Xiahou, and for a higher position. It was not to make a bunch of mud-legged people in Qingzhou be grateful to him, but in the end he did not follow his script. Cao Cao
Not only did he not gain fame, but he also insulted some idiot with a background.
Lost something, gained something. I didn't get what I wanted, but I got an extra whip mark, and thousands of people knew the name Wang Zheng. In the final reckoning, it was still a good deal.
However, he knew very well that for the people of Qingzhou, face was not a trivial matter. After all, it was not as good as survival, and it was far inferior. This favor was not big enough, and its shelf life would not be too long.
We must hurry up and turn it into real profits!
Recalling the scene during the day, Wang Zheng secretly calculated the gains and losses. Seeing that he was lost in thought, everyone on the side held their breath and did not dare to disturb him.
His surname is Xiahou, um... I wonder how he is called Xiahoudun and Xiahouyuan, and how close is his relationship with Cao Cao?
With this guy's ability in the city, he could be a colonel when Cao Cao only had one state. He must be very friendly. If so...
Thinking of Cao Cao's trust and respect for his relatives in history, Wang Zheng's eyes darkened and he felt a little frustrated.
There are unwarranted branches, and it may be difficult to embrace Cao Cao's thigh.
What's even more troublesome is that now under someone else's roof...
Concern about the deterioration of his situation and the annoyance of failure in his goal all mixed together, and Wang Zheng's mentality finally became unbalanced.
But these things cannot be told to others.
He paced around the house anxiously until he reached the door, looked up at the sky, and exhaled a deep white breath.
It was already night.
The moonlight is like water, clearer than it will be in a thousand years.
Staring at the moonlight blankly, the disturbing thoughts in my heart gradually calmed down.
"Azheng."
At this time, Wu Sheng came up with concern. He thought that Wang Zheng had been injured in the afternoon and should rest early. As he approached, he happened to hear Wang Zheng muttering to himself.
“the wind is rising!…we should attempt to live!”
"What are you talking about?" Wu Sheng was stunned and couldn't understand at all. What kind of bird song is this?
"Ha." Wang Zheng turned to Wu Sheng and smiled, suddenly giving him a hard slap out of habit.
"A Sheng, tell me, what year is it now?"
"Ah, Chu. It's been four years since Chuping."
Wu Sheng stroked his shoulders and looked speechless, and said it was okay. I think you are seriously ill. I don’t know what year it was.
Chuping four years, very good!
I remember that Cao Cao was going to attack Xuzhou this year.
What am I worried about?
If this road doesn't work, then find another way.
ps: "the wind is rising!...we should attempt to live"
From a line in "Christina Rossetti" (Christina Rossetti) by the French poet Valéry
Chinese translation: Even if the wind blows, never give up in life.