The gates of Changde City opened, "Ka Ka..." A large group of infantry cleared the way, and thousands of iron shoes neatly trampled on the road, creating a terrifying sound. This monotonous music is the most intuitive reflection of power and violence. City Gate
The streets inside were once again filled with surrendered civilian and military generals kneeling on both sides. The people who had knelt here before from the Suzaku Army were from the government this time. This kind of conquest scene was staged back and forth in Changde City, which fully demonstrated that whoever has the bigger fist is the winner.
A principle for rulers.
People are no longer allowed to walk around on the two main streets, north and south, and east and west, but this does not stop people from watching. Both sides of the street are filled with people watching the excitement. Watching is a great pleasure that ordinary people like to see, if there is no danger.
There are so many people coming out of the city now, which shows that everyone does not think the Suzaku Army is dangerous. Not long ago, the Suzaku Army maintained an occupation of Changde for half a year. Over time, it has gained popularity and the common people have seen military discipline. But that's all.
It's just that people don't just support the "King of Xiang". The tax revenue of the Suzaku Army in the area they occupy is just as heavy as that of the government, and they also half-robbed and half-purchased land and occupied many fertile fields on the outskirts of the city to distribute to their soldiers;
As long as I can bear it, I can only sit back and watch.
The marching troops paid no attention to the civil and military officials kneeling on the roadside. The infantry passed by, and the cavalry came again, guarding a carriage and swaggering in through the city gate.
The carriage is an ordinary vehicle with very common decoration and style in the south. It has a felt roof to prevent rain. Like the houses hanging on the top of the mountain, it has its own regional characteristics. Zhang Ning is in the carriage. He usually rides a horse at most.
, but this time I was riding in a car, maybe because I didn’t want to show up in public at this time.
As soon as he entered the city, Zhang Ning opened a corner of the bamboo curtain. He wanted to take a look at the officials kneeling on the ground. However, he accidentally saw an acquaintance on the roadside, Mrs. Dong. His eyes could not help but stay on her.
Until the carriage gradually moved forward, her figure disappeared from sight. How could Dong be among the people? Zhang Ning was confused for a moment. A while ago, his whole body and mind were on a battlefield that was a matter of life and death, and he really didn't care about these things.
Things should be in the hands of people from the anti-evil cult.
Mrs. Dong also saw Zhang Ning's face behind the bamboo curtain, and even took a few steps forward along the street without her feet being directed. Maybe she wanted to catch up with the carriage? She didn't know it herself.
He entered the city as a victor. The city was full of people, and the soldiers occupying the city wall were cheering. The atmosphere was so lively and noisy. But Dong felt a sense of desolation in his heart for some reason.
The carriage disappeared into the crowd, but the face behind the bamboo curtain still lingered in her mind. As the winner of an unprecedented battle, even Dong knew that he would get a lot from this, but that heroic face
But there was no pride on her face as she should have as a winner; luckily she wasn't, otherwise Ms. Dong might have been even more uncomfortable, because the increasing difference in mood between them would have made her feel even more desolate.
There was clearly a gloomy look on Zhang Ning's face, not the melancholy of spring and autumn, but deeper than that; with the gaze in her eyes, she was sure that Zhang Ning was paying attention to herself, which made him feel a little better. When Dong realized
When it comes to why I care about what he thinks, I can no longer control myself.
At the end of the war, Dong was released. But she couldn't be thankful, and Zhang Ning had not taken care of her for a long time, which made her very hurt and with a hint of hatred.
Sometimes she would think broadly, and it would be right to just let it go. Her husband encountered setbacks due to official duties. Even if her husband is gone, she has her own home and children, and that is her destination. Since that humiliation
She was safely covered, and she couldn't change anything. She could just pretend that nothing had happened... But she just couldn't extricate herself. Not only could she forget the skin-to-skin kiss that day, but also his words, deeds, and actions...
His tone of voice was lingering, and his sanity became fragile.
The hatred in her heart was not that Zhang Ning had humiliated her, but that he had ignored her.
Whenever she couldn't fall asleep in the dead of night, she felt as if a giant rat was chewing on her heart. The torture was indescribable. She didn't know why this happened, she was terrified and helpless...
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Zhang Ning returned to his previous mansion again. As soon as he got off the carriage, he happened to find the leader of an anti-evil cult nearby, so he asked about Dong. The leader didn't want to know about this, so he hurried to find the guardian Chunmei; for the prince
No matter how big or small it is, it is a big deal to personally deal with the matter. After the war, people's awe for the prince was even greater. A person's prestige has always been based on what he has done and what achievements he has achieved.
Chunmei rushed to the house and said: "The leader told us not to bother the prince with trivial matters, and he also said that there is no need to embarrass the madam anymore. Later, our people went to Changde City first, and Madam Yu had many servants and houses in Changde.
, I let her go home...I asked her yesterday, and it seemed that she was going to the capital to take care of her son."
Zhang Ning was a little relieved after hearing this and said casually: "Send someone to tell Mrs. Yu and let her relax. Although I will not let her husband go for the time being due to important considerations, I should not harm Yu Qian's life."
Chunmei chuckled, came over and whispered, "You care about Mrs. Yu."
Zhang Ning said seriously: "You should know whether you should say certain things or not." Chunmei smiled quickly and said: "Don't worry."
Chunmei was about to leave when Zhang Ning suddenly stopped her again and said, "Forget it, don't look for Mrs. Yu anymore."
After hearing this, Chunmei looked even more surprised, because it was rare for Zhang Ning to waver when he spoke, but she didn't feel like asking any more questions, so she immediately answered.
After all, there was a woman who had a physical relationship with her, and she was not sold by a brothel. Zhang Ning could not be completely indifferent and indifferent. Chunmei's mention of "going to the capital to take care of her son" made him change his mind and thought it was better not to pester her anymore.
Even better...you have done something sorry to people, so there is no need to hold them in a pit of fire.
Now that wēixié's pressure had dropped sharply, he came up with an idea: If someone had just said, "There's no need to do this," he would have never done that thing. But he didn't want to be blamed for what he did.
I regret it. Now that it has happened, I just did it. What’s the big deal?
Zhang Ning soon put this matter behind him. He had just returned to Changde, and there were many things to do. Now he had to hurry up and make use of the rich materials seized, and not let them fall into the pockets of various private forces;
Fighting is about fighting for money and food, and materials are force. We can no longer be controlled by others like Chenzhou when we had no money and food. People were poor and had short ambitions, and the whole game was almost over.
The most important thing in the near future is to prepare for entering Wuchang as soon as possible.