This person named Lanny had a deep hatred in his eyes, which made a trace of guilt spread in Zheng Fei's heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zheng Fei panicked and looked at him, his gaze moved to the distant sky, concentrating.

As the convoy approached, the noise of the crowd could be faintly heard, the wasteland was no longer silent, and the wind swept by, rolling up the remnants of leaves.

Standing in the withered leaves in the sky, thinking back to the experience told by Lanny, and then linking it to what he did after returning to Europe, Zheng Fei couldn't help but think of one word: robbing the rich and helping the poor.

It may not be very apt, but it means something about the same.

Throughout the ages, people in every dynasty have praised this kind of behavior, and they have worshipped people like Zheng Fei as chivalrous or heroic.

Perhaps robbing the rich and helping the poor is full of heroism, but the consequences hidden behind it are immeasurable.

When a person in a prominent position suffers a loss, will the poor really applaud? Not necessarily.

In the case of the burning of the Great Istanbul Warehouse, the losses suffered by the Straits Garrison and the soldiers will indeed cause many people, especially the civilians such as hawker porters, to applaud in the short term, because they are not used to seeing the faces of the officers and soldiers.

But the good times did not last long, the commander would definitely blockade the port and the city in the shortest possible time, closely search for arsonists, and if there was any suspicion, he would be arrested, and would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, such as Lanny.

In that case, the whole city will become panicked, the once prosperous streets will be silent, everyone will huddle at home and dare not go out, the negative impact of economic stagnation will naturally be needless to say, and what is even more terrifying is that countless innocent people will lose their freedom and even their lives as a result, and social stability will be greatly challenged.

People get a momentary pleasure, but they lose the most basic sense of security, which can be said to be more than worth the loss.

In the end, it was the so-called heroes like Zheng Fei who got the benefits, and the biggest loss was not others, it was the civilians who applauded for this.

But why has people been singing about this behavior for thousands of years?

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, as long as the person who suffers is not himself, it's good. It's in the nature of many people.

......

On the horizon, a few clouds were blown away by the wind, and from this angle, it looked a bit like a world map.

Zheng Fei's face was dark, and he habitually touched the wine jug on his waist, and felt empty, it turned out that he had handed it to Lenny before.

He shook his hand and glanced over to see the convoy slowly approaching.

Hearing the rolling wheels and the noise of the crowd, Lenny frowned, and quickly stood on tiptoe to look, the thousands of people shocked him for a moment, and then laughed like seeing a savior: "Haha, I'm saved! I can take revenge! I can go home!"

He was about to run over with his feet, but Zheng Fei grabbed him and said indifferently: "That's my convoy." ”

Lenny was stunned, and squeezed out an unnatural smile: "You promised me before that you would send a horse ......"

"I promised you that I would do it, but you can't pass. ”

"Why?"

"No why, wait here, I'll give you enough food and water, oh yes and weapons and coils, if you survive your revenge, go home. ”

From beginning to end, Zheng Fei's expression was so indifferent that he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

Lenny stood stunned as he stepped onto the England thoroughbreds and headed for the convoy a few hundred meters away.

However, the moment he turned around, Zheng Fei's expression changed, and he became extremely self-blaming.

Emotionally, Zheng Fei, who felt guilty about this, hoped to take Lenny with him, and bring him back to England to settle after helping him succeed in revenge, which could be regarded as paying for his mistakes.

But rationally, he had to keep Lenny out, in case one day he learned that he was the real arsonist...... To accept Lenny is to receive a ticking time bomb.

Straddled in the saddle, the wind blowing in his ears, he stared ahead, his mind raced with thoughts.

Soon, he was on the convoy, and what awaited him was the sincere smiles of everyone.

And he couldn't laugh anyway, took a deep breath, and looked solemn.

"Hans, take your gear and come with me, and bring some more dry food and water. ”

Hans sighed, and was about to ask something more, when he saw that he had turned his horse's head and went back, so he pouted, took the kettles and dry food of several people nearby, and quickly chased after him.

Back under the dead tree, Zheng Fei gave Lenny all of Hans's equipment, including a well-blooded English horse, an ordinary musket unremodeled, a pack of gunpowder, a sharp machete, and a dagger.

Lenny carefully examined the various equipment, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, took out the dagger he was carrying, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Look, it's rusty, even the edge is damaged, and I'm worried that I won't be able to kill the enemy with it." ”

Zheng Fei didn't say anything, took out a small cloth bag he carried with him, and handed it to him.

"It's a fine gem that should fetch a good price enough to buy a small estate back in England. ”

The first thing Lenny did when he took the bag was to open it and see, his greedy habits had been cultivated by his years as a merchant, and his eyes were shining, but after a while, he was a little distracted.

He silently raised his head, looked at Zheng Fei with doubt, and moved his lips: "Why do you give me so many things?"

Zheng Fei didn't think about how to answer, so he simply didn't answer, and waved his hand to Hans: "Get off the horse and give him the horse too." ”

"This is my exclusive mount...... "Hans snapped.

"I'll get you a better one when I go back. ”

With a bitter face, Hans reluctantly jumped off his horse, slammed the saddle in anger, and cast a hateful look at Lanny.

Lanny stepped onto the horse skillfully, snapped his fingers, and smiled at Zheng Fei: "Although I'm confused now and don't understand why you helped me, no matter what, I still want to thank you." ”

The corners of Zheng Fei's mouth lifted.

"I would like to send you a word, don't become a slave who is supported by hatred, if you can't take revenge, take the money and live well. ”

After a moment of silence, Lenny smiled back disapprovingly.

"Farewell, good people. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the reins violently and galloped over the boundless wasteland, leaving behind a back full of desolation.

Staring at the back, silent.

"Captain, why did you give him so many gems? It's just too extravagant to be sympathetic, isn't it?" Hans sighed in displeasure.

"Of course, it's more than sympathy. ”

"Hmm, who is that person, do you know him?"

"What does it matter if you know or don't know, okay, don't ask, let me be quiet. ”

Zheng Fei replied gloomily and led the horse back, he now wanted to lie in the carriage and rest for a while, thinking about something by the way. (To be continued.) )