The words of the personal guard were a wake-up call to Yun Ce.
The morning bells and evening drums are thought-provoking.
Instantly, he felt as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had appeared. Yun Ce clasped his fists towards his personal guards and said, "I will learn from your words, sir."
Now it was the guards' turn to be at a loss: "No, no, no, what is General Yun doing? This is embarrassing."
Yun Ce said: "The wise one is the teacher."
These words came from his heart.
The words of the personal guard did help him to resolve the worries that had been lingering in his heart, and made him more determined in his martial arts, and no longer confused. Even if what the old general said was the current norm, was the norm necessarily correct? That didn't make sense! Just because the world was full of filth, we couldn't turn black and white upside down and point to filth as clear!
Seeing that Yun Ce was stubborn, the guards had no choice but to accept it.
The two quickly became familiar with each other.
Yun Ce was curious about why his personal guard had such insight.
The guard's ears turned red and he waved his hands: "These are just some of my sincere words. I dare not claim to have great insight... To be honest, it should be because of his parents' good teaching." His parent was Luan Xin.
Yun Ce had some impression of Luan Xin.
He was previously under the command of his old master Huang Lie, so his status was naturally awkward. Apart from his junior fellow apprentice Xian Yujian, no one else dared to communicate much. His impression of the subordinates under Lord Shen was that each of them had their own style and sharp edge! As for Luan Xin, Luan Gongyi
Perhaps it was because Luan Xin had a leg disease, which gave people a natural sense of weakness. In Yun Ce's opinion, among the subordinates under Lord Shen, he was the quietest and least aggressive. When Yun Ce knew that the personal guards' knowledge came from Luan Xin, this stereotype was further deepened.
"Mr. Luan will still teach you?"
The guard said, "When I'm not busy."
Providing resources to the personal guards is not uncommon.
The personal guards of the scholars are like the subordinates of the military commanders. The two are not simply superiors and subordinates. The personal guards not only have to help the loyal ones, but also have to risk their lives to ensure the safety of the other party. As confidants, after a certain amount of accumulation, they may be recommended to be sent to other places for training. In this respect, it is a bit like a master and apprentice. However, few people are willing to teach in person.
The guards also knew that this opportunity was rare.
If you lack talent, make up for it with acquired efforts.
Stay with your parents and watch more, learn more and talk less.
Upon hearing this, Yun Ce was moved for a long time.
The impression of Luan Xin kept rising.
At this time, the guard who was chatting with him said another sentence.
“In fact, the people whom I admire most are not the parents.”
Yun Ce was curious: "Who is that?"
The guard said, “It’s Mr. Shen.”
According to the rules of this era, whoever has subordinates should support them, so the subordinates of subordinates are not subordinates, and the same is true for the personal guards. In his eyes, Shen Tang's orders have a lower priority than Luan Xin. He is loyal to Shen Tang only because Luan Xin is loyal to her.
Therefore, it was not easy for Chen Tang to make his personal guard surpass Luan Xin and become the most admired person, and Yun Ce suddenly became interested.
Question: “Why is this?”
The personal guards said, "I have followed the head of the family for many years, and the heroes I have seen are the same as the veteran general mentioned by General Yun, the only difference is their degree. The slightly better ones only increase taxes to raise military rations, they do not directly persecute the common people, there are people who do the dirty work for them; the slightly worse ones indulge their soldiers in burning, killing and looting, and use the common people as a favor."
In today's world, what the veteran said is indeed the norm.
Too much killing requires an outlet.
Indulging desires is the cheapest thing to do.
The leaders of those forces did not need to spend a lot of money to appease and motivate the soldiers. They only needed to point to the common people under the rule of the enemy and tell them that whatever they grabbed would belong to them. Then they would be able to escape like fierce beasts. They achieved their goals with the least cost.
Are the common people under the enemy's rule human beings
Aren’t they all wealth waiting to be divided
The guard said: "Mr. Shen is the only one I have ever seen who treats common people as human beings, so she is right!"
When Yun Ce heard this, he had a vague guess. The guards had such thoughts, probably not only because of Luan Xinjiao's goodness.
As expected—
The guard sat cross-legged beside him, leaning against the wheel, and said with his head down: "It's a pity that the family of the bidder doesn't have this blessing."
Yun Ce comforted him: "Please accept my condolences."
When the guard heard this, he was stunned and said, "They are not dead."
Yun Ce: “…”
The guard sighed: "General Yun thinks that fighting and slaughtering cities is just for gold, silver, money and women? Or is it for killing people?"
Yun Ce asked back: "Isn't it?"
The guard's lips turned bitter, "Of course not. The powerful and noble have plenty of good land waiting to be cultivated."
Yun Ce asked, "Don't you have tenants?"
The parents of the imperial guards were even more pitiful than the tenant farmers.
Tenants rented good farmland from wealthy families. His parents were human-shaped oxen who helped the wealthy families to plough the land. They did not even own their own lives. His parents were captured during a war and given to the Qiu family as a reward. Later, they were given to the second branch of the Qiu family, Qiu Cheng, as an accessory to the Qiu family's farmland.
Prime Minister Qiu valued Luan Xin very much, so he gave him various rewards.
So he allocated another part of the land to Luan Xin.
His parents, including five brothers and sisters, were a family of seven, all of whom were attached to the farmland. There were many such people, and Qinwei grew up in this environment. Luan Xin counted the property under his name and found these seven black and skinny monkeys. After shedding tears, he picked the youngest one to raise by his side, and his family also ate the food they grew themselves.
There are a few people like him. Their talent is so poor that it seems like they were bitten by a dog in the womb, but this is already a short height.
Luan Xin sighed: Study hard and be a good person.
The guards felt that the first half of the sentence was easy to do, but the second half was too difficult.
My ancestors have never regarded themselves as human beings.
The guards knew that their head was a good person, but he also had his own difficulties. He could not advise Duke Wen Yangong to improve the situation of people like them - after all, aristocratic and powerful families like the Qiu family had developed in this way from generation to generation.
Is there any difference between asking others not to do this and committing suicide by drawing a sword
Likewise, parents cannot do this.
Because if he did that, he would be impeached by his colleagues.
All he could do was not to take away all the tribute from these farmlands. Regardless of whether the harvest was good or bad, he would take a symbolic amount and let each household deal with the rest secretly, carefully so as not to be discovered by outsiders. The guards were already very satisfied with this.
At least his family was still alive. With everyone's hard work and his financial support, the child in the family gradually grew into a big man. He slowly lost his black monkey appearance and gradually took on the appearance of a human.
However, the guards did not expect that someone would dare to break it all.
If any local tyrants or gentry dared to stop them, they would send people to kill them with swords.
Use the heads rolling on the ground to tell the numb people that the heads of these people are the same as theirs, and everyone's life is the same. The food they produce with their sweat can feed themselves! The bulk of the food should be kept in their own hands, instead of handing it over for nothing to add to the wealth of others' ancestors!
!
When the guards first learned all this, they were shocked!
My first reaction was that I was dreaming!
The second reaction was that this person is the new head of the family!
Although he felt very sorry for the parents, he still had to say that Wen Yangong's death was a good thing and should not delay the parents from finding a new love.
The dead husband has no control over whether the pretty girl remarries.
As Luan Xin gradually got deeper into Shen Tang's team, his personal guards also witnessed more incredible actions. His mind was full of one thought - ah, are these things something a living person can do
Why do you say that
Because if you do it you will die.
Before he saw Chen Tang in person, he and his colleagues thought that this Chen Jun was definitely a god with ten heads! Ten heads took turns working, keeping an eye on all directions and listening to all directions, otherwise Chen Jun would have been assassinated long ago.
Yun Ce was amused by the gradually free-spirited remarks of his guards.
"Ten heads?"
Mr. Shen only has one head and one life.
The guard said seriously, "I am serious."
At last, he sighed and said, "When parents first started working, they were all terrified, fearing that one day they would wake up to hear the news that Shen Jun had been assassinated. After all, she was a thorn in the eyes of many powerful families..."
Yun Ce: “…”
The guard added: "Assassinations have always happened."
Most of them were caught by Gu Chi and others, but there were also some that slipped through the net, and the most common of them were poisoners...
Yun Ce was frightened after hearing this: "Is it so dangerous?"
The guard said: "Mr. Shen doesn't seem to notice..."
Yun Ce heard this, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "With Mr. Shen's strength, ordinary assassinations may not have noticed..."
It’s too weak!
In addition, she had been fighting with the local nobles along the way, and she would fight anyone who didn't obey her. She had turned the hard bones into soft bones, and finally made them numb. They had no choice but to give up. They were determined not to join Chen Tang, so she had no chance of getting human and financial support from them!
Chen Tang was also used to living a hard life.
In addition, the game starts in hell, so there is no concept of "I can actually get into easy mode by tangling with the local gentry." If they don't want to join the curtain, then they don't have to, but the tenants and serfs who are hiding will be vomited out without a single one left.
She needs someone to plow the land!
Those people saw this and said that they could not afford to offend but could avoid him, so they packed up and left before Chen Tang's butcher knife fell on them.
If it weren't for the fact that almost all of Chen Tang's subordinates were from the lower classes, with her iron-blooded and violent approach, once the educated people in the territory ran away, Longwu County, Sibao County, and Minfeng County would all evolve into primitive tribes.
Even Luan Xin sighed when he was sorting out the makeshift team of Chen Tang: Where did the lord get so many subordinates who were not from aristocratic families? It's easy to deal with military generals, but it's really difficult to deal with scholars!
But Chen Tang did it.
It's just a small price to pay.
Yun Ce thought he knew quite a bit about Chen Jun, but from what his personal guards said, he got to know a completely new Chen Jun.
He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Until I heard the guards muttering, "It's just a pity."
Yun Ce asked: "What's a pity?"
The guard sighed, "It's a pity that Chen Jun is a girl. Your sister has admired Chen Jun for a long time. She is lucky enough to study in the academy. She comes home every day and says that she will not marry anyone but Chen Jun. She doesn't even look at her black monkey appearance. How can she be worthy of a fairy like Chen Jun?"
His eyes hurt whenever he thought of that scene.
The guards muttered: "It would be better if it was a man..."
At least there's still a chance.
Even a hero cannot resist a beautiful woman... Black Monkey Pass.
Yun Ce: “???”
Yun Ce: “…”
Yun Ce: “!
!”
Did he hear something strange
Before I could digest this bombshell, I heard a voice from above my head: "Being a man is useless. The Gongxi clan has always been a couple for life, and they don't have two minds."
Yun Ce and his personal guards were terrified.
When did this person appear
Why didn't I realize it
Yun Ce showed his spear and asked, "Who are you?"
A young man dressed in a foreign style was seen sitting on the roof, with one hand around his chest, his hair tied in a braid on top of his head, and his hair hanging down on his shoulders. He held his chin with one hand, looking lazy, and seemed to have flaws all over his body, but Yun Ce shuddered.
The spear in his hand trembled slightly.
Everything indicates that this person is dangerous.
The young man said, "Gong Xichou."
Yun Ce felt vaguely that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment: "Why are you eavesdropping?"
How long has this person been eavesdropping here
Gong Xichou spread his hands and said, "I listened openly, not secretly eavesdropping. You didn't notice and you blame me?"
The half of his face that was not covered was full of ridicule.
It doesn't make sense to blame others for being better than you are.
However, considering that they were praising Mama the whole time, I was magnanimous and didn't argue with them.
Yun Ce resisted the urge to attack.
The third question: "What are you doing here?"
Gong Xichou pointed at the guard beside Yun Ce and said, "Find him."
The guard was confused: "Me?"
Snakes have a very strong sense of smell, and Gong Xichou is a person who doesn't like to waste time, so before he set out, he asked Luan Xin for the belongings of this personal guard. When he arrived at the destination, he activated the tracking device, followed the few remaining scents, and followed the clues to find the person.
It didn't take long to find it.
He wanted to catch them and take them back to Chaoli Pass, but they ended up praising Mama - well, he just liked people praising Mama.
If you can speak nicely, say more!
Gong Xichou turned to Yun Ce and extended an invitation: "I see that you have some talent, do you want to join Mama?"
Yun Ce was moved when he heard this.
In fact, even though Gong Xichou didn't say it, he also had the idea.
It was indeed Lord Shen as described by the personal guards, who was too attractive.
Putting these aside for the time being, Yun Ce was more interested in Gongxi Chou: “You just said that Mr. Shen is from the Gongxi clan?”
Gongxi Chou asked, "Have you heard of the Gongxi clan?"
Yun Ce replied, "Master-disciple relationship. When my master was young, he once met a member of the Gongxi tribe. His name was Jimo Xing, and he called himself a member of the Gongxi tribe. My junior fellow disciple was also rescued by a man named Gongxi Chou. I guess that was you, sir?"
Gong Xichou frowned: "Your junior brother?"
Yun Ce said, "Xian Yujian, courtesy name Zigu."
"Oh, so it's him." Gong Xichou remembered who Xian Yujian was, but that was not important. What was important was hearing the name "Jimo Xing" from an outsider. "You said your teacher knew... Jimo Xing?"
Yun Ce nodded: "Yes."
Gong Xichou snapped his fingers.
"Then your teacher must be about two hundred years old?"
Jimo Xing, mentioned by Yun Ce, was the old priest of the Gongxi tribe. Because the two generations of high priests he had worked so hard to train had both run away, he had to come back at an old age and wait for the birth of a new high priest. Unfortunately, he ended up waiting for the night of the extermination of the tribe. Gongxi Qiu was often spanked by the other party when he was a child. He only knew the name of the old priest on the day of the extermination of the tribe.
Yun Ce said, "My master is 210 years old this year. When I went down the mountain, he mentioned Senior Jimo and said that if there was a chance, he wanted to compete with him again."