Shangguan Ling knew that his voice had had had the desired effect, so he glanced at Shui Heng, who immediately nodded and pulled his master and walked out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm the only one who is here to tell you the one thing you most desire in your heart, but probably never dare to think about. Shangguan Ling is like a general who is mobilizing his soldiers before the war, "You have been slaves since birth. You don't know what freedom is, you don't know what life is, you don't know what happiness is! You are told that you only need to obey, you only need to fear! You know from birth that your life has nothing to do with you! Every day you have to worry about whether you will be able to live tomorrow or even today, and whether you will become the prey of the royal family's pleasures! Perhaps you never thought that one day you would be able to live according to your own will. ”

Shangguan Ling cleared his throat as he spoke, and his voice became more serious and solemn: "In view of this, I won't discuss anything with you. I am here to tell you that from this day you will be free again, and that in a few moments someone will return to you the money that the royal family has stolen from you, and then send you out of here. I didn't laugh, you didn't have auditory hallucinations, the distribution of money began immediately, and no one from the Wang family suddenly jumped out to stop it. ”

After Shangguan Ling finished speaking, he looked at the slaves below, there was obviously a look of belief on their faces, but most of them were suspicious, and even the slightest sense of stability brought to them by Shangguan Ling's heavenly voice just now gradually faded in doubt.

Wang Dabao's bloody oppression and brainwashing indoctrination that has been present since they were born cannot be changed or eliminated in a few words. Shangguan Ling knew this, and she could guess that even if she knew about Wang Dabao's death, these slaves would not change much.

So in fact, from the very beginning, Shangguan Ling didn't plan to use any gentle means, and of course he didn't have the leisure time to educate these slaves who were not very different from primitive people. That's why Shangguan Ling asked Shui Heng and his master to start the arrangements they had discussed in advance.

A thousand private troops of the royal family quickly surrounded the square, which made the slaves immediately reveal their original forms. No one dared to hate anything, they just instinctively trembled and began to crouch under the gaze of the Wang family's private army, and then wondered if they had failed in this test of the head of the family, whether they were about to be killed, and then they were sad and sad, but no one dared to rise up to the idea of running for their lives.

The reaction of the slaves was expected by Shangguan Ling, which made her a little annoyed.

Such poor people are always hateful, especially many times, even if you have good intentions to save him or them, those people will still give up your help because of their withdrawal or timidity, and even bring great obstacles to your actions.

It seems that I will never be able to see it as often as Xiaoyun. Shangguan Ling sighed in his heart, and his face was cold and dark. She looked at the annoying slaves, and said in a majestic voice, "Stand up for me!

These 1,000 private soldiers of the Wang family had already known under the instruction of Guo Nanping that they must now completely obey the orders of this woman who was standing in the position where Wang Dabao was originally standing, so the 1,000 well-trained private troops of the Wang family immediately moved in unison, and the sharp blades pointed at the slaves who were still confirming whether the words of the woman who had "lied" to them on the stage could be believed.

Violence is never the best solution to a problem, but it is often the most effective. Shangguan Ling's orders may not be powerful enough, but those sharp weapons definitely do.

All the slaves stood up and stood deferentially and quietly in place. They began to equate Shangguan Ling and Wang Dabao on the stage.

But every order given by Shangguan Ling next was beyond the expectations of all the slaves.

A thousand private troops of the royal family distributed the wealth that had been gathered for the royal family by these slaves and the countless tenants, and each of them received enough wealth to live on, and then watched the deed of sale turn into small and invalid scraps of paper.

The slaves who had just experienced a change in their inherent state in their hearts were once again severely impacted in a short period of time, and the psychological defense line in their hearts that Wang Dabao forged for them again.

Cracks began to appear in everything that was inherent, and the light called "hope" that the slaves had never noticed began to shine through those cracks, shining a glimmer of light in the hearts of these slaves who had never experienced what it meant to be free.

Shangguan Ling could see the changes on the faces of those slaves, and she knew that this was the process of changing from ignorance to knowledge that Zhang Yun had always said before, and she was secretly happy in her heart.

The first batch of slaves were forcibly expelled from the slave slum by the royal army. The slaves moved cautiously and tremblingly, constantly looking back, constantly making sure that they were still alive. Because before this time, all the slaves who left the slave cave and did not go to the main courtyard of the royal family had only one fate, and that was to die as prey under the entertainment shooting of those royal family or royal guests.

The second group of slaves ran much faster than the first, and they would still look back, but their feet were much firmer.

The slaves finally believed that they could leave, and left alive.

The slaves who had been looking and hesitating, and who felt that their choice was safe and wise, did not show up in the square, began to realize their stupidity, and then began to show their heads and walk towards the square.

Still not all the slaves came to the square, and only a small part of the hundreds of people who actually hid, about twenty or so, came to the square.

Shangguan Ling sneered in her heart, because she had long known that it would be like this.

Among these slaves who did not come out, there must be one or more people who were no longer willing to be just slaves. Whether overt or covert, intentional or unintentional, they have become the backbone of those slaves, and even the hidden leaders. The fact that these people were able to exist under Wang Dabao's nose for such a long time and still be so calm and careful after seeing the promises they made to the more than 1,500 slaves made Shangguan Ling feel angry, because she didn't have to think about it to guess that the leaders who were hiding behind the dozens or hundreds of slaves must have sacrificed many innocent lives to save themselves, and even obtained some benefits that went far beyond the scope of slaves.

So Shangguan Ling revised the order again. This group of slaves who had been sent out for temptation, and who must have been given insufficient attention under the "leader," were only half of what the fifteen-hundred-odd slaves had received before, and all of them were treasures to be cashed.

God knows how long those treasure notes will last, because the Yuan court's regime is constantly being provoked.

Shangguan Ling knew that these slaves didn't know that the statute of limitations of the treasure money was shortening, but she knew that the "leaders" among those slaves only knew.