Chapter 722: The Next Day (2)
"Your Royal Highness King Su, the last general suspects that those thieves who escaped last night are hiding among those refugees at this moment......"
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"Your Highness, this gang of thieves is trying to assassinate you!"
"This king knows."
After a full stick of incense, Sun Shuke spared no effort to persuade Zhao Hongrun to allow him to find out the group of thieves who attacked Wei Bing last night from among those refugees, but Zhao Hongrun never allowed it.
Why?
Because the generals have always been simple and rude, even generals like Sun Shuke, who are in Zhao Hongrun's opinion, cannot avoid this bad habit.
The refugees were asked about the whereabouts of the thieves.
To put it simply, what if those refugees have something unspeakable that they can't testify? Do you still want to torture them?
You must know that the people's hearts are very fragile, especially the people's hearts in foreign countries, if you want to capture them, it is even more difficult.
Due to the tyranny of the Xiong clan, the civilians of Chu generally have very low loyalty to the Xiong royal family, so even if the Wei army is a foreign army, it can also gain the support of the civilians of this country.
Otherwise, if it were Qi and Wei, like the Yanling army and the Shang army, what guerrilla tactics would they still want to implement in the territory of the enemy country?
Don't even think about it!
As long as a civilian sees your whereabouts, it means that you are exposed to the eyes of the country's military.
Chu Min's support, it is undeniable that this is Zhao Hongrun's biggest gain so far, and even, unless the Chu State is destroyed this time, otherwise, none of them can compare to the support of the Chu Min.
Even if it was the Wei army that captured and killed Xiong Xu, the king of Chu.
However, just as Sima An, the general of the Dangshan Army of the Wei State, has always said, the hearts of those who are not of our race must be different, and in the eyes of these Chu people, the Wei army is also an outlier, so if he wants to continue to maintain a positive view in the hearts of the Chu people, Zhao Hongrun must always maintain the bright and positive impression of the Wei army, and must not do anything that will disappoint the civilians of the Chu State.
Otherwise, all the work done is wasted.
Therefore, Zhao Hongrun vetoed Sun Shuke's various methods of trying to force those refugees.
After all, in his opinion, although the assassins hidden among these refugees were a big hidden danger, they were insignificant compared to the popular hearts of Chu Min.
But unfortunately, although Zhao Hongrun had stopped Sun Shuke in time, there were still bad rumors on the side of the refugees in the city.
I don't know if someone was instigating behind them, or if the refugees were too bold, so that how long after Sun Shuke asked them about their guilt, the refugees in the city asked to leave Gongxian County and move elsewhere.
This move made Zhao Hongrun frown.
He didn't care about some of the bad intentions among the refugees, he cared about the vast majority of them - he didn't think that the five or six thousand refugees were all Assassins sent by anyone.
It was not a good thing for Zhao Hongrun to break the hearts of those innocent refugees, and after letting them leave, they were allowed to intentionally or unintentionally spread some unfavorable news to the people in other parts of the Chu State.
But the problem is that forcibly blocking these refugees in the city is not a solution.
After all, no matter how high the walls are, there is no guarantee that some of these refugees will find a way to climb out of the walls.
After thinking about it, Zhao Hongrun felt that it was necessary for him to personally go out to appease the vast majority of innocent people among these refugees.
However, his decision was strongly opposed by the Zongwei and Sun Shuke and other generals.
After all, among those refugees at the moment, there is an unknown number of assassins hidden, at this time, Zhao Hongrun, as the commander of the Wei army, personally came forward to appease those refugees, what if something happened during the period?
It's a pity that once Zhao Hongrun makes up his mind, in addition to Shen Shufei who may be able to change his mind, even if it is his father Wei Tianzi, it will be difficult to reverse his will.
"This king has made up his mind, you don't have to persuade him anymore!"
Dropping a sentence, Zhao Hongrun walked out of the room.
The Zongwei and the generals glanced at each other, and they had no choice but to follow this His Royal Highness King Su closely, ready to protect His Highness at all times.
When Zhao Hongrun came to Nancheng, the bodies of the dozen or so thieves who were killed on the spot by the Wei army last night were still lying on the ground at random.
Around, those village chiefs and people chiefs were worried.
Who made the faces of the two generals Gan Ben and She Li gloomy and terrifying.
After glancing at the dead bodies on the ground, Zhao Hongrun stepped in front of the village chiefs and people's chiefs, and smiled and revealed his identity.
I have to say that Zhao Hongrun's personal appearance made these refugees feel a great shock.
After all, the current battle situation of the Wei army in the area south of the Huhe River has a slight advantage, although the Chu army in the area of Juyang County far exceeds the Yanling army and the Shangshui army in terms of strength, but so far, these Chu troops have been led by the nose by the Wei army, and they have been frequently harassed and attacked.
Therefore, the prestige of the Wei army south of the Hun River is also growing day by day, and even Zhao Hongrun, who is the commander of the Wei army, has gradually become famous.
As a result, the refugees bowed to Zhao Hongrun one after another, even those young men who were angry a moment ago and shouted that Wei Jun actually treated us like this, and simply asked us to go elsewhere, they were also obedient at this time, and felt honored and happy to have the honor and joy of being fortunate to see a prince of Wei with their own eyes.
I have to say that the concept of high and low bloodline has long been deeply rooted in the Chu State. Although this kind of argument is common in the Central Plains countries, to be honest, there is never a country like Chu that only values bloodline and lineage.
"This king is Ji Run, the son of Wei, and he is also the commander of the Wei army......"
Zhao Hongrun simply introduced himself to the refugees in the vicinity, in order to make these people understand, he used a rhetoric close to the Chu State to make sentences, coupled with his fluent Chu dialect, it is not an exaggeration to say that if he didn't have a few words that were not very accurate, I believe that the Chu people present would feel confused: Is this really the son of Wei? Why is it that our Great Chu dialect is more fluent than us Chu people?
I have to say that using the same language is indeed a great tool that can quickly win over the relationship between the two.
No, for Ji Run, the son of Wei who speaks well, the refugees of the Chu State in this vicinity feel close from the bottom of their hearts, as if they have seen their own son.
Subsequently, Zhao Hongrun bluntly said to the many refugees present: "...... The king knows that there are some ill-intentioned thieves among you, who want to bring harm to the king's life. …… However, this king will not be angry with you and others because of this. …… Just a few thieves, why bother? …… You wait and stay in Haoxian with peace of mind, and after a few days, this king will send someone to escort you to Xiangcheng. There are many compatriots such as you in Xiangcheng, if there are those who are willing to defect to my Great Wei, you might as well move to my Great Wei with them......"
Saying that, Zhao Hongrun sang the praises of their benevolent government of the Wei State, anyway, it was how good it sounded and how to say it, but it only said that these refugees yearn for the Wei State.
And at the end, Zhao Hongrun also reminded these refugees that if they were threatened by some people, they might as well discuss with Wei Bing. Moreover, if someone learns the details of some of the thieves among them and comes forward to correct them, Zhao Hongrun also promises to give a reward.
After these words, although for the time being, no refugees have come forward to testify against the group of thieves hiding among them, but the previous indignation and uneasiness have gradually subsided, at least the eyes of these refugees looking at Zhao Hongrun are full of respect.
At this time, a young woman holding a six- or seven-year-old child in her arms took a few steps and knelt down in front of Zhao Hongrun, choking up and gratefully: "Thank you His Royal Highness King Su for taking care of me, otherwise, the slut really doesn't know what to ......do."
Seeing this scene, Zhao Hongrun pushed aside Zongwei and wanted to reach out to help.
And at this moment, I suddenly heard a low rebuke from the distance: "Don't! ”
Not?
When Zhao Hongrun heard the low reprimand, he was shocked, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.
However, at this time, the six or seven-year-old child in the woman's arms suddenly raised her head and pounced on him, and a finger-long sharp blade in her hand stabbed at Zhao Hongrun's heart.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun realized that what kind of six or seven-year-old child was clearly a dwarf.
When his life was on the line, Zhao Hongrun subconsciously blocked with his right hand, and in an instant, the sharp small blade pierced his arm.
"Your Highness!"
Zong Wei Chang Wei screamed, stepped forward, grabbed the dwarf's head and neck, and slammed it to the ground.
At this time, the seemingly delicate little woman also showed a fierce appearance, took out the sharp blade she carried with her and tried to assassinate Zhao Hongrun again, but was killed on the spot by the guards.
An accident happened in an instant, and the refugees who were still kneeling on the ground to thank Zhao Hongrun did not know what had happened.
When they saw Zhao Hongrun's blood-soaked arm clearly, they were shocked.
"Damn it!"
Sun Shuke, who was a little late in reacting, was furious and immediately ordered to search those refugees one by one, but was stopped by Zhao Hongrun.
"It's nothing."
Under the attention of countless frightened and uneasy people, Zhao Hongrun still had a gentle smile on his face, and said to himself: "Then it's decided." …… This king welcomes any people who sincerely defect to my Great Wei, and hereby swears to treat him as if he were his own national. ”
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Looking at His Royal Highness King Su in front of him, the many refugees and generals here were simply dumbfounded.
After all, His Highness was obviously injured, but he covered his injured arm and continued to finish speaking, as if he had not taken the assassination of the right person to heart at all.
It's just that at the end, His Royal Highness King Su glanced at his arm and humorously said to the refugees around him: "Well, this king has to go back and bandage it first, otherwise, as the saying goes, a drop of blood will make ten bowls of rice, and this month's rice will be eaten in vain." ”
The surrounding refugees laughed dryly and watched the highness walk away.
Among the crowd, the old man who had captured the placket of the shirt before, and the rest of the old man who were about the same age as the old man, looked at Zhao Hongrun's back when he left, and his eyes flashed with amazement.
At this moment, the refugees around them were also full of longing and admiration, believing that Zhao Hongrun's calm attitude despite being injured was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these Chu people.
"Clan Elder, Xiong Carp is unkind and unjust, forcing us to take risks, why should you serve such unkind and unrighteous people, and be enemies of wise lords like Gongzi Run?"
A young man approached the old man and whispered.
"Silence." The old man whispered, then glanced at some of the people in the refugee group with slightly cloudy eyes, and then said something in a low voice.
"The old man has his own measure." (To be continued.) )