How would he feel if he brought his clan to the enemy
Li Yun was stunned by this question, and blurted out, "It's impossible."
My lord always likes to ask him hypothetical questions, does he seem so bad
If he really got to that kind of situation, he would rather die in battle than wag his tail and beg for pity at the enemy.
Jiang Pengji laughed dumbly, and said gently, "I said it was hypothetical. If this is the case, how would you feel?"
"Unwilling, hated, fearful, but had to endure it, be humble towards the former enemy, be careful to please?"
Li Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, guessing at a loss.
Although he has no such experience, he can understand a little by simulating the situation.
Jiang Pengji asked again, "Hanmei is right, but think about it carefully, what was the reaction of the messenger and his entourage just now?"
Li Yun said in surprise, "Reaction? Isn't it a normal reaction?"
"Where is it normal?" Jiang Pengji added a bit of coldness to her eyes, and she sneered, "If you lead your clan to surrender to the enemy - this enemy has killed nearly 200,000 of his fellow citizens - this hatred can be said to be a bloody hatred. Even if you have to bow your head in order to survive, it is impossible to have a sense of identity and belonging. But that person is different - the reaction of him and his followers is interesting."
Li Yun couldn't wait to scratch his head, he didn't see any difference at all.
Jiang Pengji said, "He had one of his entourage trembling with fear, and he stepped on a rabbit pit and fell down because of his unwillingness to leave, so his trouser legs were dyed with a few strands of white hair, and there were traces of soil on his boots, trousers, and sleeves. He patted it briefly, but it still left traces. After entering the main tent, the man kept his head down and his shoulders shrunk, but his hands were tightly clasped by his sides. On the one hand, he was afraid that I was in the north. Xinjiang's fierce name, on the other hand, hates and hates me, but he can't do it—"
The reaction of the followers is relatively normal and belongs to the reasonable category.
This follower showed hatred, while the other followers were cowering, fear in their hearts outweighed hatred.
"... On the other hand, the tribal messenger's reaction can be described as interesting. Before meeting me, he ate roast lamb, drank kumiss, and slept with beautiful women, so he smelled a little heavy. From this, it can be seen that the other party His mood is quite relaxed, his attitude is very calm, and there is no emotion that Han Mei said. After seeing me, his expression seems to be very respectful and fearful, but that kind of respect is too fake and perfunctory."
Jiang Pengji was someone who climbed from a low-level soldier to a high-ranking person. She knew this kind of perfunctory too well.
Li Yun hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly said, "If it's perfunctory, it seems to make sense?"
Surrendering to Jiang Pengji on behalf of the tribe must be a higher-ranking member of the tribe.
Even if he had to surrender to the enemy due to the situation, he didn't approve of it in his heart, so "perfunctory" was justified.
Jiang Pengji said, "However, when the fearful and frightened followers and the fearless messengers are placed together, it is impossible to say."
Li Yun suddenly thought of something, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
"What does the lord mean... are they swindling?"
If the people who came and surrendered had nothing to fear, the lord of his own would probably beat them out directly, and we would see the outcome on the battlefield.
There is no sincerity to surrender!
If the people who came to surrender were all trembling, for fear that they would meet a new boss who was murderous, that would be the most normal reaction.
To be honest, my lord's reputation in Northern Xinjiang is so fierce that it can stop children from crying at night.
The reality is that the leading messenger and the entourage have completely opposite attitudes. The former eats meat, drinks and sleeps with women, how does it feel like a humiliating surrender
What does this mean
Explain that there are ghosts in it.
No matter what the hell it was, they couldn't take it lightly.
"In this place on the battlefield, the trick of swindling surrender has been tried and tested, why is it impossible?" Jiang Pengji said with a bit of coldness in her eyes, "But it's too early to say this, first send someone to watch them secretly, and if there is any abnormal behavior, they will Report back, don't disturb them."
Li Yun led the order to retreat, and Wei Ci, who was beside him, did not leave, but looked at her with a strange look.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Jiang Pengji approached and sat beside him, "Can you see a flower if you look too much?"
Wei Ci smiled and said, "It's nothing, just suddenly remembered something."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "What is it that makes you so fascinated?"
"Since Ci met the lord, I haven't seen anyone who can hide the lord."
Whether it was a fraudulent surrender or other means of deception, in Wei Ci's memory, no one seemed to be able to deceive her.
Is it because her vigilance is too high, or because she has never trusted anyone from the bottom of her heart.
In addition to his sensitive and thoughtful personality, he was so worried about gains and losses in his previous life, and another reason was because he didn't feel much trust from His Majesty. The feeling was hard to describe, but he truly felt that there was an insurmountable chasm between him and His Majesty.
If someone from the previous life knew about this, they would definitely say that he was talking nonsense.
How could His Majesty be suspicious
If His Majesty was suspicious, how could she tolerate Wei Ci
When a meteorite falls from the sky, which person in power will not give birth to a murderous intention
His Majesty chose to take it lightly and did not pursue Wei Ci's family. Can this be called suspicious
Wei Ci disagrees with this statement.
Suspicion is not the same as distrust.
Her Majesty is not a suspicious person, but she does not trust anyone.
In the past, he would rather rot in his stomach than dare to say such words, but now he wants to ask clearly.
Jiang Pengji said narcissistically, "That's my wiseness and martial arts, any deception is futile in my eyes."
Wei Ci asked back, "Does the lord really think so? From Ci's point of view, the lord may not trust anyone."
"Zixiao, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Pengji said, "Even if I don't trust others, it's impossible for me to distrust Zixiao."
Wei Ci pursed her lips and said, "If this is the case, why does the lord even—"
Jiang Pengji's expression condensed for two points, "What?"
Wei Ci hesitated for a while, then wrote a word on her palm with her finger, and said in a low voice, "You don't even believe this person—"
If even that person is not worthy of the Lord's trust, Wei Ci doesn't know who else in this world has this qualification.
"Zixiao, I'm very happy that you can ask." Jiang Pengji said, "I know your origin, and with your intelligence, you probably doubt my identity. Why I don't trust people, just because they're not worthy I trust, you understand?"
Because she knows the truth and sees through the truth, any confusion will not work in front of her.
Wei Ci looked at Jiang Pengji with complicated eyes, a little unfamiliar, but more familiar.
Jiang Pengji said with a light smile, "It's fake in the first place, no matter how much you try to confuse it, it still won't become real..."