Temoshengo rode on his horse and talked endlessly to Lan Ziyi about his experience of buying slaves on the roadside, while Lan Ziyi looked back at the poor people who sold themselves into slavery, and his heart was not happy. The men who followed the horses were all in a state of limp, with no life in their eyes, their souls had long since been drained, and now they were only walking on the earth by a group of walking dead.

Lan Ziyi couldn't bear to continue looking, so he turned around and lay down on his horse. Seeing this, Timoshenko lowered his head and asked:

"Anda, what's wrong with you? Stomach ache? You were in high spirits just now, why did you suddenly look like this? Did I say the wrong thing? ”

Lan Ziyi squeezed out a smile from his face in response to Temoxinge, and at the same time he shook his head at Temoshenge, signaling that he was okay, what Lan Ziyi didn't say was that the reason why he didn't raise his head was because he didn't have the face to let the poor people behind him see him. Lan Ziyi, as a hereditary general in the north, guards the frontier and protects the people is his duty, but when the demon thief is in chaos, Lan Ziyi has been defeated in successive battles, and he cannot destroy the thief in time, so that the people of Heyin have suffered military disasters and violent corpses in the wilderness, and now the demon thieves have finally been pacified, but the people are not able to live in peace, hungry, nowhere to eat, fill the ravines, no different from dogs and sheep, so that the dignified people want to sell themselves in order to ask for a bite to eat, this kind of humiliation is really indescribable, and it is even more difficult to export.

Lan Ziyi lay on the horse and didn't speak, causing Tao Zhuhu and Tao Zhutu to all come forward to ask, only Brother Timoxin and Qiu Wenruo saw the clue, and the two of them rode their horses and waited aside, not saying much for the time being, just waiting for Lan Ziyi to speak.

After adjusting his mood for a while, Lan Ziyi raised his head, and he said to Timoshenge:

"Anda, I have a problem, I don't know if Andakon won't help me."

Timoshenko said:

"You righteous people are mothers-in-law and mothers-in-law, you and I Anda, what is there to say? Ziyi Anda just needs to speak. ”

Lan Ziyi looked back at the Dazheng people who were sold as slaves, and then said:

"Anda, how much money did you spend to buy these people, make a price, I bought them all."

Timoshengo didn't speak immediately when he heard this, he raised his hand and touched his chin, carefully observing Lan Ziyi. Lan Ziyi saw that Brother Timoshenge did not speak, and said again:

"If Anda thinks it's not suitable, I'm willing to buy it with more money."

When Brother Timoshenge heard this, he laughed out loud, perhaps knowing that it was too rude to laugh like this, Brother Timoshenge immediately coughed dryly to cover the laughter, and then he asked Lan Ziyi rhetorically:

"Anda, can you let me ask a few questions before answering your questions?"

Lan Ziyi said:

"Anda, please."

Timoshenko said:

"Ziyi Anda dares to increase the price and sell people without asking the price, so you must have a lot of money in your hand."

Lan Ziyi nodded and said:

"It's true that I never have to worry about spending money on weekdays."

Timoshenko nodded, and then he said:

"Since Anda has a lot of money, why don't you take it out to help the people of Heyin? You've seen them struggling to survive, so why don't you help them? ”

Temoxinge's words were like arrows shot from Temoshenge's bowstring, sharp and precise, straight to the point, and Lan Ziyi, who asked, could only open his mouth wide, unable to answer. For Temoshenge's question, Lan Ziyi can find many reasons to answer, such as his family's savings are not enough to help all the people, such as the old capital Taishou Luo Yingmin's greed and cruelty, and for example, the imperial court's relief is always slower than that of the locality, several times Lan Ziyi has all his words, but he really can't say it, because he knows that these are excuses, and he can only bring humiliation on himself if he says it, and what Timoshenge asked him is why Lan Ziyi didn't help, which has nothing to do with other people.

After thinking about it, Lan Ziyi asked Timoshenge:

"It's true that I couldn't help the people of Heyin, but does this have anything to do with me buying people from you?"

Timoshenko said:

"Of course there is, and some of them are not at all. I ask you, why did you suddenly remember to ask me to buy someone? ”

Lan Ziyi put his head aside and said:

"I just made it a moment, and I don't know why?"

Timoshenko said:

"Joke, where does anyone do something and don't know why they did it? Those who say they don't know don't want to be in charge of it, and it's impossible not to know. Let me ask you in another way, today my people and I are all tribal slaves from the steppe, will Anda pay for them? ”

Timoshenge's question was extremely sharp, and he did not show any mercy to Lan Ziyi, and Lan Ziyi was completely unable to answer this question.

Seeing that Lan Ziyi did not speak, Timoshenge replied himself:

"Anda, I know that you don't want to see your Taisho people being bought into slavery by us barbarians. But it's not the same thing that we buy people and we rob people from the border, these people we bought, they stand naked on the side of the road, they don't eat or drink, if I don't buy her, she will starve to death next. I'm not saying this to make excuses for myself, I buy people just to buy slaves, and I bought slaves to serve me to live in the capital, but if they don't sell themselves, how can they live? These people are living as slaves to our Tartars, but if they don't live as slaves, they can't live, what do you let them do? ”

Lan Ziyi was told by Brother Timoxine, closed his eyes in pain, and said:

"Anda, I'm just, I just want to help them."

Timoshenko said:

"If you really want to help them, you can take out your money to relieve the disaster and transport food to the people of Heyin, what's the use of you buying these people?"

The content of Temoshenge's questioning was like a knife, and the words were like mangs, and Lan Ziyi's face was flushed when he was asked, and he was ashamed. After Temusinge finished speaking, he also felt that what he said was too much, he sighed and patted Lan Ziyi's shoulder and said:

"Anda, you saints of Middle-earth have said that the kindness of a gentleman is different from the kindness of a woman, and the great benevolence is different from the lesser benevolence. You and I are married, you ask me if I want someone to me, I will naturally give, if you want to give money, you don't take me as Anda. But what I'm asking you are going to do next after you buy these people? Can you give them food? Even if you can give these people food, what will you do with so many people waiting to eat along the river**? The person you see with your eyes is a person, and you have to save it, but what you can't see with your eyes is not a person, so you don't care?

Anda, you are a hero who can speak well, there is no point in giving these small favors, what you should do is to tell your emperor that someone can't eat and is hungry, not to buy people from me.

Okay, now let me ask you again, do you want these people I bought? ”

Timoshengo spoke straightforwardly, sharply and mercilessly, and at first it sounded harsh, but at the end of it was a bitter medicine. Lan Ziyi thought about this question for a long time, he really wanted to buy these people, but as Timoshenge said, what was the point of doing this.

Finally, after a battle between heaven and man, Lan Ziyi let out a long sigh, and he said to Timoshenge:

"Anda, promise me one thing, be kind to them and don't torture them."

Timoshenko smiled:

"I can't take pleasure in abuse, so why abuse them. Since Anda has spoken, then I will naturally follow. ”

Then Timoshenko turned back and shouted:

"Hear me clearly! You have to treat these minions well, if you dare to abuse them, I will not let you go, and the son of General Luoyan Guan Lilan will not let you go! ”

The riders who followed behind shouted in unison and readily agreed, without a single complaint.