"That's the way of the world." Jia Xu, like Lao Jia, pushed this responsibility to this world, in their opinion, this world is like this, too much helplessness has become the responsibility of this world.

"The way of the world, the way of the world." Shangwu felt very unfair, why did everyone put the responsibility of this society on the world.

"If it's not the way of the world, what can we do?" Jia Xu said.

"Is this the end of the matter? Seven thousand lives. Shang Wu said with a hard time understanding.

"So what?" Jia Xu seems to have recognized the situation. Because, the man has been killed. They can't do much either. Shangwu felt very aggrieved, he didn't know what to do, he couldn't think of it for a while. The work will continue, but after Shangwu heard about it. The whole person felt that there was no interest, and when he thought of it, more than 7,000 appointments were killed in vain. And this society is silent. There was no one to speak.

It seems that these more than 7,000 people do not exist at all, what is the meaning and value of such a society? He didn't come here to watch more than 7,000 people being slaughtered, and he established the Red Turban Army himself in order to avoid such a situation, but what should have happened still happened.

More than 7,000 lives, not even a single cry was generated, and what was even more terrifying was that people didn't even speak, and when this kind of disaster happened to them, what else could they do, as if they should be killed, they were born to be killed, they have no human rights, and their value is to be killed. This aroused the disgust and disgust of Shang Wu. He felt that something should be done.

The next morning, after Jia Xu finished his breakfast, he hurried to Shangwu to discuss the infantry drill and their reorganization. Huangfu Song came too quickly, this is a good fighter, if done well, their army can develop rapidly, it is best to be able to deal a heavy blow to the Yellow Turban Army and the official army, and make the base area more stable, in this way, the situation of this war will become more favorable to them.

"Hey, where has your chief gone?" Jia Xu came in and looked around but didn't find Shang Wu, which made him feel very strange.

"Did you go to the playground? Or the Arsenal? Jia Xu felt that it was better to try it with the other party. After all, this is a very critical moment, Jia Xu believes that the Yellow Turban Rebellion is just the beginning, the Red Turban Army has created a good foundation, Shang Wu is the soul of the Red Turban Army, he must remind Shang Wu to seize the current favorable opportunity and give the other party a moment at the important moment when Huangfu Song attacked the Yellow Turban Army. Thinking of the 7,000 people mentioned yesterday, he felt that the Red Turban Army could attract the Yellow Turban Army as his backbone, and it could also absorb the people who rebelled against the Yellow Turban Army.

When we think about the growth of power, many problems arise, such as the expansion of base areas and the expansion of population. There will be more food needed, and Shang Wu feels that he should hurry up and buy more food, in case he gets too many gold thieves, he will not be able to keep busy. That's not good. Speaking of busyness, those people are resettled, and the reassuring effect of manpower is too little.

Speaking of which, this is also a grievance against Huangfu Song. Sometimes, Jia Xu thinks that Huangfu Song is very simple and decisive. The thieves are repeated, because they already have the experience of rebellion, if they rebel repeatedly. They're going to get even harder. Killed. It's better, but it's a pity that sometimes, such people can't be killed. Jia Xu didn't know the history behind it, if he knew the history of the Ming Dynasty, he would know that Huangfu Song did the right thing. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the peasant uprising, the rebel army repeatedly surrendered, and then rebelled repeatedly, and as a result, the strength of a Ming Dynasty was gradually exhausted. This result is very tragic, but is it right to kill? No one gives a definitive answer to these because there is no right answer to give them a reference.

"Oops." Jia Xu was about to go to the factory when he was knocked to the ground by a person coming over.

"Oh, it's Wenhe, I'm sorry, I'm so happy. I didn't look at the road. Shang Wu said and helped Jia Xu up.

"I look at you, you didn't bump into people along the way, right?" Jia Xu patted the dust on his body and asked. Because he saw that Shangwu's clothes were also covered with dust, he didn't even beat them.

"Hehe, don't hide it, it's true, but I'm happy." Shang Wu said with a smile.

"Look at this." Shang Wu said and handed a piece of paper to Shang Wu.

"What is this?" Jia Xu saw a lot of things on it, such as tax policies, and some public sentiments. Even though it doesn't look like a good word? But it's still clear. He doesn't know what Shang Wu is going to do with such a thing/

"Newspapers, newspapers, this is our tongue, in the future, we can write what we want to say on this, for example, we can scold Huangfu Song for being a bastard, and then spread these newspapers, or we can write some small stories to show our situation, the things in our base area, can be written on it, they understand us, and disclose some of our situation. If the whole world reads our newspapers, the tongue of the world. It's all ours. The affairs of those 7,000 people are known to others, and we can express our own opinions. Shang Wu said.

"This. Is this okay? Jia Xu asked. He still didn't seem to believe what Shangwu said.

"Why not, last night, I thought about it for a day, and I came up with this. They died unjustly and resentfully, but we can say everything they want to say in their hearts. In this way, we can let them die without being aggrieved. Shang Wu said.

"The newspaper is to let these ordinary people show in the long river of history, let them know that in such history, they are also heroes, and they are not the only ones who do right, and they are not the only ones who are wrong." Shang Wu said.

"Hmm." Jia Xu didn't speak, at his age, the passion had long since disappeared. Back then, he was filial piety. He has great ambitions, but unfortunately, this world has made him see a lot of things clearly, and he also feels that this world is unfair.

"Okay, let's do it." Jia Xu said. Although the tongue cannot form anything, it can make people all over the world generate turbulent public opinion, and perhaps, change will occur at this moment.

"Huh." Shang Wu laughed. He knew he was doing the right thing.