Chapter 405: Childe, please respect yourself
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
In the room of the Yuan family's general's mansion, Wang Xiao comforted Zhen Mi with a pleasant face.
However, it is obvious that Zhen Mi, who is determined to die, does not believe his words.
Looking at the woman's expression, Wang Xiao closed his eyes.
When I opened it after a while, I was already clear-eyed and full of righteousness.
Zhen Mi looked at Wang Xiao in surprise, feeling as if he had changed at this moment.
If it was full of danger and aggression before, it is now an ancient saint with a halo behind him.
Zhen Mi, who felt at ease inexplicably, whispered, "The concubine begs the general to answer three things." ”
Wang Xiao waved his hand, telling the truth, "It's useless for you to beg me, I know what you want to ask for, but Cao Sikong has to make a decision." But if you say it, I'll help. ”
When these words came out, Zhen Mi felt inexplicable trust, "The concubine begged the general and Sikong to forgive the Yuan family and the people of the city." Begging..."
Wang Xiao raised his hand to stop the words behind her: "The family members of the Yuan family have been handed over to me for disposal. I can let you go, but how can a group of women live in this troubled world? I'm afraid that if you go out of the city gate with your front foot, your back foot will be kidnapped and there will be no more news. ”
He is telling the truth.
Now the outside of the city is full of Cao army and the scattered Yuan army, plus ill-intentioned people, and people who want to take the opportunity to get rich, etc.
High-ranking ladies like Zhen Mi and them, once they appear outside without protection, all that is left is all that is not miserable.
"I can promise you now to spare the daughters of the Yuan family. But I can't send you to death until the situation is stable. ”
Wang Xiao's eyes were solemn, and his expression was compassionate and compassionate, "Whether it is north or south of the river, it is the Han world." The people of the city are also the people of the Great Han. I don't need you to ask, I will go to Sikong to forgive everyone. Wait for my good news. ”
Watching the righteous and awe-inspiring Wang Xiao turn around, he stepped out with an iron helmet to plead with Cao Cao. Zhen Mi's will to die has also disappeared a lot.
If nothing else, at least wait until the people of the city are saved.
In the Three Kingdoms era at the end of the Han Dynasty, everyone was actually the same.
It's like looting, slaughtering the city, and no one can say anything. Basically everybody has done that.
Yecheng has hardly suffered any military disasters since the Yellow Turban, and it was originally the largest city in Wei County, so it was extremely prosperous and wealthy. Therefore, after Cao's army entered the city, he gradually lost control of military discipline.
Cao Cao went to the arsenal to inspect the captured booty, and on the way out of the general's mansion, Wang Xiao saw many soldiers and horses wantonly looting and killing innocents.
Where could the righteous and awe-inspiring Wang Xiao tolerate this, and immediately beckoned the guards around him to come forward and kill the rebels.
When he came all the way to the arsenal, Cao Cao was already waiting in front of the door.
The first sentence in front of me was, "Why did you kill my sergeant?" ”
Cao Cao's words were full of coldness, and in terms of his temperament, he would be killed if he changed people.
"Sikong, what the last general killed is the enemy who dug the corner of Sikong's wall."
Cao Cao sat down directly on the steps outside the arsenal, snorted and snorted and leaned on his sword, "If you can't come up with an explanation that satisfies me today, then I will take you as a military lawyer." ”
Wang Xiao stepped forward unhurriedly, "Sikong, the world has been in turmoil since the Yellow Turban, and smoke has spread everywhere. Once-thriving towns and villages are in ruins. The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. ”
Touching his short hair, Cao Sikong will not be fooled by compliments, "Tell the truth." ”
Wang Xiao arched his hand, "Sikong, the most important thing in the world now is not land, not gold, silver and copper coins, not spices and silk. It's people. ”
"After all these years of fighting, how many people are left in the world? Only with people can we cultivate land and grow grain, make iron and armor, produce materials, pay taxes, and recruit soldiers and horses. The more people, the stronger the strength. ”
"Those rebellious soldiers can loot, but killing people is killing Sikong's strength. Since our army entered the city, the people in the city were no longer the people of the Yuan family, but the people of Sikong. If you kill all the people, is this going to let Sikong go to farm the land and strike iron by himself, and he will not be able to transport grain by himself? ”
"Hmph." Cao Cao slapped his legs and got up, looking at him sideways, "You have a mouth, you can really speak." I know that you are talking for the woman, but there is still some truth. So Zhen Mi is so good? Is it worth your effort to please her? ”
Wang Xiao slandered in his heart, what do you want, can I still not know? It's just that the grapes are too sour.
In the face of this kind of problem, we can only respond in the style of a gentleman, "My Fair Lady, a gentleman is good." ”
Cao Cao raised his chin and looked at Wang Xiao, who was taller than him. Squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Do you like that?" You're hungry for her body! ”
The looting and slaughter in Yecheng gradually subsided. Without the consent of the above, it is difficult for the private actions of ordinary soldiers to really form a trend.
When Wang Xiao hurriedly returned to the General's Mansion with interest, he was ready to find Zhen Mi to tell him good news and promote his feelings. But I saw the woman sitting next to the garden pool, and I didn't know what she was thinking.
At this time, Cao Cao had already handed over the Yuan family's family and goods to Wang Xiao as a reward in accordance with the previous agreement.
Therefore, the entire Great General's Mansion was garrisoned by Wang Xiao's henchmen and guards at this time.
Before, Wang Xiao was shocked when he saw Zhen Mi, and all kinds of fascination were seen by everyone.
Then when Zhen Mi went out, the guards pretended not to see it and let her act at will.
"The moonlight is nice today." Wang Xiao walked over with his hands behind his back.
Zhen Mi looked up suspiciously, looking at the cloudy night sky, not understanding where the moonlight came from.
Wang Xiao stepped forward and squatted in front of her, looking at the goddess who was said to often fall into the water with a soft gaze, "The bright moon is in the world." ”
Zhen Mi immediately understood, and she turned her back, "Childe, please respect yourself." ”
Wang Xiao's character is by no means licking a dog, although he knows that the ultimate in licking a dog is to lick the target and doubt life.
He has a strong personality and likes to take the initiative.
"Madame, please have already done what I have done." Wang Xiao glanced at a clever guard not far away, and gestured with both hands to caress the flicking action: "Now the people of Yecheng are safe." ”
Zhen Mi herself is from Yecheng, and almost all of her family, relatives and friends live here.
If the city were to be slaughtered, the grief would be enough to make her a goddess of vengeance.
But now that he heard that Wang Xiao had successfully rescued everyone, he hurriedly turned around and made a big salute very seriously.
"The concubine thanked the son."
"What about the back?" Wang Xiao subconsciously said what was in his heart.
It can't just be a thank you. Either you dislike people and have no money, and you can be a cow and a horse in the next life, and you will be a dog and a horse in the next life, and you will be tied to the grass to repay your great kindness.
Either that, there is no way to repay the great kindness, and the little woman promises something with her body. How can I thank it and it's gone?
"What?" Zhen Mi looked up at him suspiciously, not understanding what it meant.
"Nothing." Wang Xiao smiled and waved his hand, covering up his mistakes.
A moment later, the clever guard came over with a guqin.
Wang Xiao stepped forward to pick up the piano and whispered, "You kid is really a little clever ghost and has a future." ”
Returning to Zhen Mi's face, Wang Xiao placed the guqin, "Tonight, the bright moon is now, and I should play the qin as a reward." ”
Wang Xiao was determined to use his various unique studies, and he didn't believe that he couldn't move Zhen Mi's heart.
The sound of the piano is melodious and ethereal. It gives people a light and elegant feeling of being in the middle of the mountains and rivers.
Zhen Mi said with some uncertainty: "Mountains and flowing water? ”
"The girl is really a bosom friend." Wang Xiao turned the guqin in a different direction and looked at Zhen Mi opposite, "Why don't you come to the girl too?" ”
Zhen Mi, who was depressed in her heart, did not refuse, and Qian Qianyu plucked the strings to play a song.
"Confucius's Youlan Cao." At the end of the song, Wang Xiao clapped his hands, "Play well." But this is a lyrical song of resentment, and Madame doesn't have to be that. ”
Zhen Mi lowered her head, "The concubine is now a prisoner of the general, and life and death are in the hands of the general." If you don't complain and feel sorry, you have to cheer and jump. ”
Wang Xiao smiled without saying a word, and turned sideways to gesture to the guard again.
"Have you ever read the book she wrote?"
"I've heard of the name for a long time, but it's a pity that I haven't read it."
"The core meaning of this theory is that calligraphy is the essence of expressing feelings......
After chatting about literary topics, from calligraphy to various famous works and even those that have been lost, Wang Xiao commented on one or two.
I have to say that this kind of erudite ability is indeed very much the appetite for Zhen Mi, who has a little female literary attributes.
Wang Xiao, who had a keen attention, noticed that Zhen Mi was a little tired. Immediately stopped the topic, and took the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and some pigments from the guards who were waiting on the side.
"Childe, what are you doing?" Zhen Mi watched curiously as Wang Xiao did the color adjustment, and also deliberately transformed the brush.
In the modern world, Wang Xiao's work at the Academy of Fine Arts is not a mixed salary.
He also studied carefully and fully comprehended and absorbed modern painting techniques.
In particular, the realistic figure painting is even more vivid and expressive after being integrated.
Some students once uploaded the picture books drawn by Wang Xiao in class to a certain sound app. Many comments have commented that the painting is almost as if a real person is printed on drawing paper.
Wang Xiao dropped his pen like flying, glanced at Zhen Mi and drew for a while. Success caught her attention.
Seeing that her image was gradually presented on the drawing paper, Zhen Mi couldn't help but cover her pretty face.
After this period of contact, Zhen Mi's gaze at Wang Xiao was no longer as decisive as before.
After the portrait painting was painted, Wang Xiao turned around and pushed it directly.
"It's a really good drawing."
Looking at the extremely expressive self on the painting, even if he knew that the current environment was not suitable, Zhen Mi also thanked him seriously.
She is indeed grateful to Wang Xiao.
Because if Wang Xiao is willing, he can force her to do that. After all, strictly speaking, she was just Wang Xiao's trophy. How to deal with the arrangement is all in Wang Xiao's thoughts.
But he didn't.
Wang Xiao agreed to her request and went to intercede for the people of the city.
He stroked the piano for her, wrote poems with her, and painted beautiful paintings for her.
It's really about thinking about it, not just tossing it around like a commodity.
For Zhen Mi, who is in crisis and precarious. She is in this love.
It's just that the progress is too fast now, and she is a little overwhelmed.
"It's not too early." Wang Xiao got up, and the brilliance of justice floated behind him, "Madam, rest early." ”
Looking at the back of Wang Xiao leaving, Zhen Mi was a little confused.
There's a term she may not have heard, and that's push-pull tactics.