Chapter Forty-Three: Injustice in the World! How can I be reassured!
Wu Qingzhu's first thought was Manager Fan, although this person is a child, he has been mixed in the military camp for so many years, and he has some military merits, plus he is a scholar, and his status is different from that of other rough men who don't know a single big word.
Later, because of several suggestions on the battlefield, he was accepted by the general as a staff member, and most of the governors would give him some face, otherwise this kind of record of grain and grass would not be handed over to him.
The recent battle situation has been anxious, and Steward Fan has no chance to be lazy, as a veteran, he should be defending against foreign enemies not far from him at this time.
"Wu Tong, have you seen Steward Fan?" Wu Qingzhu's eyes looked at the situation around him, and anxious emotions invaded his mind, making it impossible to think and analyze normally.
"Steward Fan just rushed up, just in front." Wu Tong followed Wu Qingzhu and hid, and when he heard Wu Qingzhu's question, he quickly answered.
"You hide here first, I'll go ahead."
Without waiting for Wu Tong to reply, Wu Qingzhu bent down and ran forward. Wu Tong stretched out his hand and didn't hold it, and he didn't dare to shout loudly, just anxiously looked at Wu Qingzhu who rushed out.
Wu Qingzhu didn't know where the courage and luck came from at this time, and he ran for five minutes in the fight until he rushed to Steward Fan's side without any accidents.
As soon as Steward Fan stunned a soldier, he saw Wu Qingzhu next to him, who had no protection: "You don't want to die?" Who told you to rush over? β
Wu Qingzhu pulled Steward Fan to squat on the ground, hiding in a corner of the corner to avoid the arrows that flew from time to time.
"Don't be angry yet, there's a way, if you use it properly, we can take this wall back into our hands."
"If you have anything, just say it, human life is at stake, don't talk so much nonsense."
"Fire, wine, and oil, and there are many liquors stored in the storehouses, and there are also oils stored in the shops, which fall from the walls of the city, and burn for most of the day, as long as the road below is blocked. Only then will we have the strength to clean up these people who are coming in, otherwise it will be a steady stream. β
"Are you sure?"
"Sure! The last time you asked me to check the supplies in the city, I remember that there were many in the camp, and the wine in the cellars in the city, and it was enough! β
After hearing what Wu Qingzhu said, Steward Fan poked his head and looked down: "Okay, I know, I'll tell the general that you go." β
Before leaving, Steward Fan handed over something, "There is a short knife here, keep it for self-defense." β
Wu Qingzhu was not polite, and after Steward Fan left, he also saw the opportunity to run to the place where he was driving.
As soon as Wu Qingzhu rushed out of the place, he saw more than a dozen sturdy men coming, rushed into the crowd and began to fight.
Civilians like Wu Qingzhu, who have no weapons in their hands and no experience in war, all find corners to hide, and only wait for this side to control and start carrying things again.
After a while, a group of people rushed from behind with some jars of wine, and they went on a rampage all the way, straight to the breached wall.
At this time, the soldiers in the front used their weapons to shoot the soldiers who were about to rush up and fight, and the soldiers in the rear purposefully threw the wine jars around, held them high, and threw them down fiercely.
As a fire breaker was dropped, a particularly large flame rushed up from below.
The soldier who was standing on the edge and threw the fire fold did not expect the fire to be so fierce, and his eyebrows were burned clean before he could dodge. The scattered hair has also disappeared at an invisible speed.
Several people hurriedly slapped the flames that were about to burn on their bodies, and hid behind with palpitations.
At this time, the bold one next to him poked his head out and took a look, good fellow, half of the jar of wine just now was sprinkled on the body of a person, and this person was already struggling and fluttering in the sea of fire because he did not run away before the fire fold was thrown down, so he was not miserable.
The soldiers on the opposite side saw this situation and did not dare to run any further, such a big fire, no one knew if they could live to return to their hometown.
The wine jar was smashed down one by one, and from time to time a can of oil was poured down, and the flames were more and more burning than people imagined, whether it was outside the city wall or inside the city wall, the soldiers looked at the clusters of flames flying into the sky, and did not dare to take a step forward.
Fortunately, today's weather is windless, otherwise I don't know how serious the consequences of today's events will be, I am afraid that the weeds on the roadside, the trees, and even the wheat in the nearby fields, and the houses of the villagers will not be much better.
General Chang on the opposite side looked at the fire under the city wall, was silent for a long time, and ordered his sergeants to stop the attack, retreat to a certain distance, and surround the entire fire source, and keep staring at it like this.
It was not until the evening that the fire stopped, and the people on both sides breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Qingzhu touched the beads of sweat on his head with his hands full of dust, which made his whole face even more gray, but he was relieved in his heart, and finally saved his life.
Steward Fan walked to Wu Qingzhu's side with the flames and patted Wu Qingzhu on the shoulder: "Today's pass is considered to be passed, and everyone's lives are saved." β
"yes!" Wu Qingzhu took a deep breath and felt his nose sour inexplicably: "Mr. Fan, you didn't say that you came up with this idea today." β
"Not yet, the general doesn't trust it if he talks too much, and I'm going to go over and explain it to the general." Steward Fan didn't say it at the time, but he also had his own considerations.
First, if it is directly said that it is Wu Qingzhu's idea, the general will definitely not agree, and he will first experiment a few times before using it, so that the time will drag on, and he is a veteran in the army for decades, and this degree of trust is still there.
Second, Wu Qingzhu is really rare in learning, and he doesn't want such a talent to be buried in the barracks. And I entered the barracks completely out of desperation, how could I bear to let myself see such a thing again?
"Please don't tell Mr. about this matter, let alone mention the name of Wansheng, you know about this matter since then, it's best not to have a third person know, Wansheng has thanked Mr. Fan here!"
"You were replaced by me after you gave up this great merit? If the general knows that it was your idea, you will be on the rise in the future, and you don't have to work hard to get up the exam. β
"Before I came to the army, I thought that there would be a simple and quick way to get ahead, but when today's situation happened, I suddenly felt that I was too naΓ―ve."
"Oh?" Steward Fan saw Wu Qingzhu's eyes fluttering, and he was a little curious.
"A few months ago, I went to the capital and wandered to a street market, where I saw a merchant walking down the street with his own carriage. Suddenly walking to a lively place, a head poked out of the carriage, and later saw a woman and a little girl in the carriage, this little girl was eight or nine years old, and she looked very good-looking. The late student was happy in his heart, and felt that such a beautiful scenery was very pleasing to the eye, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks. β
Wu Qingzhu looked at the bright stars in the sky and paused, then spoke again: "At this time, a person jumped down from the teahouse next to him and stabbed the horse in front of him with a knife, and the person in the sedan chair fell out due to unstable gravity. Immediately afterwards, a son came out of the teahouse, his face was like a crown of jade, and he reflected his wealth from top to bottom, and the guards behind him also stood in a row. The man who jumped down walked up to the boy with the little girl in the car in his hand, and the boy was very happy when he saw the little girl, laughed a few times, and ordered his family to take out a piece of paper and force the little girl's father to sign the deed of sale. I thought that I had to find a reason to do such an evil thing, and then slander the victim, but when I saw that the merchant did not comply, he whipped the merchant's little woman and killed her in the street, and the merchant fell to the ground when he was forced to put his handprints on it, and did not dare to say anything to beg for mercy. None of the surrounding crowds dared to come out to stop it, but at this time, Wansheng saw a robe of a four-grade official in the crowd, and only thought that there would be a turnaround, but he didn't know that this person didn't look at it, turned around and left. β
"On the way back from the late life, I passed by several city walls, and the soldiers guarding the gate were like bandits, and everyone who wanted to cross the city wall needed to pay money, and those who did not have the money to enter would be severely beaten when they were in a bad mood when they encountered the soldiers. And when you enter the city, you will hear not the shouts of buying and selling, but all kinds of quarrels and scolding. On the street every other distance can see a number of beggars kneeling and begging, some rich people will pass by will throw down their leftover food, I thought it was these people doing good deeds, but I don't know that the next few beggars fight, and these rich people stand on the side of the road, fun to watch a few people fight like watching a play, giggling and instigating a few people to fight again. β
Wu Qingzhu snorted his sour nose: "I thought it was just some injustices in some places, and I met the powerful in one place, and I wanted to come forward to talk." Seeing the carriage of the powerful of the dynasty, there must be families on both sides of the place to drive away the civilians, and some of the slow ones were brutally pushed to the side, and even the tragic things of being pressed by the legs of the carriage were crushed. β
Wu Qingzhu calmly turned his head to look at Steward Fan: "Why do you think I should be loyal to such a court?" β
"Alas! The old man has been in a remote place for so many years, and he has only heard about it a few times, and he thought it was alarmist, but after hearing your story, he knew that the world is so unfair today. Steward Fan also burst into tears when he heard this, and he could imagine that kind of scene when he heard Wu Qingzhu's story.
"I was inexplicably happy when I heard that the three princes were raising troops, and I was thinking, if the scholars in the court were like this, I wouldn't disdain them to be in the same stream, but what about coming to the barracks? You see, are those people outside the walls our brothers and sisters, or the same race as our ancestors? Their own people are in their own homes, they cheat, slash, kill, and kill each other, but the lost territory of our country is still in the hands of foreigners. β
Wu Qingzhu calmed down his mood and spoke: "I feel that my hands are stained with the blood of my own people now, and I have exchanged countless lives for my own lives, how good can I be?" Is it true that reading is to harm others? β