In the spring of the eighth year of Xingping, in the northwest of Guyuan County, Shangdang County, in a deep mountain that looks like a cow's horn from a distance, and is therefore called "Niujiao Mountain" by the people, about seventy or eighty people are standing or sitting, holding the oven cake in their hands that is so dry that it is difficult to swallow, and they are gobbling up the water bladder, as if they are eating some rare delicacy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xu Hui and several female dead soldiers, who were surrounded by them in the middle and heavily protected, naturally had slightly better things in the dry food bag, but they were just some ordinary fried cakes, and Xu Hui had a few more strips of jerky. But at this moment, Xu Hui didn't have any desire to eat, but kept wiping Xu Ze specially ordered someone to make it for her, and she also practiced the lancet for three or four years, as if this could relieve the tension in her heart, but found that it was just in vain.

Looking at his hands that couldn't stop sweating, Xu Hui hesitated for a while, put away the bag of dry food, and walked towards the sturdy man who was leaning on the big tree on the side, looking like he was resting, but in fact he had never let down his guard.

This big man is none other than Xu Lin, the second son of Xu An, the old butler of the Xu family, and the real person in charge of this operation. Seeing Xu Hui walking towards him, Xu Ze saluted and said respectfully: "Girl." ”

"Uncle Zhongning." Xu Hui also gave a half-salute, and at the same time signaled with his eyes, Xu Lin nodded, and the two walked not far away, Xu Hui lowered his voice and said with some apprehension, "The people in this cottage are really all damned......

Although Xu Hui didn't finish speaking, Xu Lin already understood what she meant.

For Xu Lin, Lord Lang's order is everything, and he only needs to carry it out, without considering the original situation. But thinking that Lord Lang and his father explained in private, this trip is mainly to experience Xu Hui, and must not be rash medicine, it needs to be gradual, and seeing that she is just an eleven-year-old girl's family, it is extremely rare not to complain about hardship or tiredness along the way, and it is normal to be apprehensive about the first killing. Therefore, Xu Lin, who couldn't speak, was entangled for a while, and then said dryly: "Lord Lang's words are naturally not wrong, and the subordinates have also sent people to investigate, this cottage has not even built the most basic dock fort, but only surrounded a few circles of fences and built some rough houses, which can be seen that it must be the displaced people who migrated over in the autumn and winter last year." ”

Although he had known about this situation for a long time, hearing Xu Lin repeat it again, Xu Hui's heart was still a little calmer.

Last year, in the seventh year of Xingping, there was a severe drought in the north, followed by an unprecedented locust plague, and the crops were almost eaten up.

Even in a good year, the people can't accept the double heavy taxes and exploitation of Daqi and the family, not to mention that now the crops are eaten away? In desperation, they could only leave their hometowns, trek through mountains and rivers, and rushed to Jiangnan, Taiyuan, Shangdang and other relatively rich counties in the north. Even if you do this, you will lose your household registration, become a homeless, and be arrested as a slave at any time, which is better than not being able to live in your hometown.

Xu Ze remembered some common sense in agriculture, and he had specially asked the old peasants to study this knowledge, and for more than 20 years, he worked hard to study and improve his technology, and the locust plague in the Shangdang area was effectively suppressed, which was undoubtedly much better than that in other areas. His benevolent name has long spread all over the world, and with such a catastrophe in the north, he naturally can't help but express it in the face of the homeless. Under his rule, the displaced people of Shangdang County have been effectively arranged, and compared to the scenes of thieves in other counties and the outcasts attacking the county seat, Shangdang County is simply not stable. Unexpectedly, one winter, Xu Ze called his granddaughter and asked her to take a bunch of people to kill some thieves who occupied the mountain.

Seeing that Xu Hui was still bowing his head, Xu Lin thought that his words did not make her feel relieved, so he stammered and added: "Lord Lang is benevolent, most of the displaced people who came to Shangdang have been properly settled, how can they not rob caravans and people so close to Shangdang." The only possibility is that, as Lord Lang said, these people used to be evil men and evil people, and they were unwilling to work for relief, so they ......"

Xu Ze deliberately let his granddaughter see blood, but he was afraid that she would resist in her heart or go to an unhealthy path in her heart, so he deliberately changed her concept. If these bandits are all homeless people, and they can't live until they fall into the grass, Xu Hui, who has never killed anyone, will definitely be soft-hearted. Therefore, Xu Ze's statement is that some villages are idle, only know how to eat white food, people are afraid of each other's strength, and they are afraid and have to obey the evil men and evil people, and in the year of disaster, it is easy to rely on their own strength and ferocity to become the secret of the homeless. They are used to living a lazy life, unwilling to work, and accustomed to the status of leaders, so they naturally don't want to accept Xu Ze's arrangement, so they go to be thieves.

If you want to kill an innocent person, many people will have a psychological burden, unable to do it or very hesitant. But if you kill a person who has committed a heinous crime, I am afraid that the vast majority of people will feel much better in their hearts, and their acceptance will be much higher, and Xu Hui will be the same. She vaguely knew in her heart that Xu Ze's words were just words of comfort, even if she was a wicked man, she would not be guilty of death, but she only needed a reason to comfort her heart, nothing more.

Perhaps many years later, she will be able to fight on the battlefield with a cold heart, and regard human life as a number. But now, as a woman who has never killed anyone, she can't kill all the old and weak women and children. Therefore, she was silent for a while, and then asked, "Uncle Zhongning, there should be some women in the cottage, right?" ”

Men of all classes have the same inferiority, the difference is that the family has enough status to possess women unscrupulously, while the bandits can only bully those weak women by plundering.

Xu Lin paused before asking, "Girl, can you tell which are the family members of the bandits and which are the innocent people they have taken captive?" ”

"I ......"

"Don't worry, girl, I should be able to tell the difference." Seeing her depressed expression, Xu Lin comforted, "Don't think about it so much first, let's talk about it depending on the situation, how about it?" ”

After that, he saw the dry food bag that was still bulging around Xu Hui's waist, and suggested cautiously: "Even if it is a rabble, maybe an unexpected situation will happen, the girl is too young and her physical strength is insufficient...... Let's eat more! ”

Hearing this, Xu Hui nodded slightly, and made up his mind in his heart.

PS: The pasta of the Wei and Jin dynasties is collectively referred to as cakes, and special ones have aliases. The so-called fried cake is actually fried noodles, and in the same way, the so-called soup cake is soup noodles or fried noodles.