Chapter Ninety-Three: The Imperial Court, I Owe You

Resentment!

Wang Suosheng saw a familiar resentment in the young man in front of him.

Angry, disappointed, indifferent!

Those who serve in the army as soldiers, leave behind their families, tie their heads to their belts, fight with demons, and fight desperately with enemies...... It is for the righteousness of the human race.

On the battlefield, they fought bloodily for an inch of land...... Hundreds of corpses can be buried in just one mile.

No complaints, no regrets, no yields, no tirelessness!

Dedication of life is not for the military salary of a few gold coins, as for the matter of adding officials to knighthood, in the smoke of artillery fire, he may die in battle in the next second, who would think so far.

They are full of blood, just because the city behind them is full of civilians who need to be protected.

However...... When the war is over, whether it is a triumphant return or a loss of armor...... There are always some people who suffer from unparalleled pain.

They are...... Disabled servicemen.

If you say that you are completely killed in battle, a martyr's medal is also a hundred.

For various reasons, they did not die in battle, but they had broken limbs and arms, lacked eyes and noses, and some of their meridians were broken and became wasted...... The second half of these people's lives will be tormented by eternal pain.

What's worse is that the war in the outside world has become more and more intense, and in recent years, the fierce demons have frequently broken through the blockade of the space channel...... This catastrophe in the City of No Regrets is also a warning from the Demon Clan.

The imperial treasury was in an emergency, and the huge war resources were all concentrated on the front line...... The subsidized medical treatment for these disabled people in the rear line is inevitably stretched.

In addition, the war was too chaotic, and the reward after the war could not be leveled at all.

After many soldiers were seriously injured, they only received a pension of a few hundred gold coins, which is difficult to maintain for the rest of their lives, and even medical expenses...... Glory, after all, is just a cold badge.

When the bloody existential crisis is in front of us, countless people face the destruction of their homes for the second time.

There is no filial son in front of the bed of a long illness!

Some wives look at their husbands who are missing arms and legs, and they are full of resentment...... They can't work to make money, but they lose their temper at home for no reason, and for many years, they only hate why he didn't die on the battlefield...... Pain is accompanied by a lifetime, and follow-up medical expenses can bring down a family to put it mildly.

Under the vicious circle, many disabled soldiers can only beg on the street in the end, and even gang up to rob and steal, which is the culprit.

You are no longer qualified to go to war, and you are not capable of working to earn a humble copper plate...... You can only swallow the begging steamed buns, caress the rusty badge of glory in the middle of the night, and look up at the starry sky...... Tears have dried.

The little guy with a sarcastic face and a half-steamed bun thrown at you viciously...... Is it really the people you protect with your life?

That rich daughter in brocade clothes, high in the sky, directly splashed you with dirty water...... Is she worthy of your dead comrades?

Those street bullies punched and kicked you, and finally begged for a few copper coins, but they were robbed by the street...... Are these people worthy of the war ravines filled by the 500 people?

These injustices, these helplessness, these angers...... Quietly converged into a hurricane of indescribable indifference.

This hurricane is ...... Resentment.

A year ago, the Ninth Princess, Qing Xuanle, directly imprisoned the general Hu Nanyang, and even whipped her in public...... This incident caused an uproar among the three armed forces.

You must know that Hu Nanyang is the most dazzling new star in the army in the past ten years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a soldier of the three armed forces...... Although this incident ended with Hu Nanyang's resignation as a general, the monstrous resentment became more and more intense.

General Hu Nanyang cultivated to be strong, but approachable, every time he triumphed, the first thing was to face the saint, and the second thing was to go straight to the homes of disabled soldiers to comfort the veterans.

He had no wife and children, and dedicated everything to the Qinggu Kingdom and the military camp.

All his savings were used to help disabled veterans...... This time, he was whipped by Qing Xuanle in public, because he deducted military salaries and falsely reported the spoils of war...... But the officers and men of the three armies know it.

Hu Nanyanke's military salary was deducted, and he didn't put a copper plate in his pocket.

The reason why he falsely reported the spoils of war was to get more money to help the disabled veterans who no one cared about at all.

However...... Qing Xuanle was whipped to make the general, the most popular general of the soldiers, the overlord, unarmed...... From now on, he is no longer the god of war in their eyes.

The sneer of the young man in front of him was like the sharpest dagger, tearing Wang Suosheng's heart.

With his cultivation, it was easy to detect.

This young man is covered in shocking scars...... The reason why he wore a mask was because he didn't have an inch of full skin.

The reason why he awakened was because the meridian acupuncture points in his body were almost shattered inch by inch.

What kind of fighting, what kind of sacrifice, would cause such scars...... The tragedy of that battle can be imagined...... However, it is obvious that this teenager did not get the glory and respect he deserved.

He was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was reduced to a cripple and his face was ruined...... For a young man, it was already a devastating blow.

His sneer, like a bone-chilling wind, mocked himself and his disappointment in this imperial court.

"I am the Military Aircraft Department, Wang Suosheng, who is in charge of awarding meritorious services...... Like you, I'm a disabled soldier...... Maybe I'm lucky not to be abandoned by the imperial court, and I can still comfort the disabled soldiers in the name of General Zuo. ”

"In recent years, demons have been rampant, wars have broken out on the border, and the royal court has been in chaos...... Believe me, when the war is really over, we, the disabled soldiers, will definitely get the glory and rewards we deserve!"

"For all the injustices you have suffered, I speak on behalf of the Military Aircraft Division...... Apologies solemnly. ”

When the words fell, Wang Suosheng looked solemn, and once again bowed solemnly to this yellow-mouthed child.

He didn't worship Zhao Chu...... There are also thousands of disabled soldiers who are living in dire straits...... Zhao Chu was lucky to meet him, but more disabled soldiers, throughout their lives, can only grieve in resentment, despair in resentment, and then die, violent corpses in the wilderness.

"These 100,000 gold coins are my own savings, and I don't mean anything else, I just want to ...... Compensate a little. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, General Zuo of the dignified Military Aircraft Department solemnly handed Zhao Chu a gold coin card.

A minute later!

Zhao Chu held the cold chaos and shook his head slightly.

"With a cracked heart, if you repair it ten thousand times, it will also be covered with hideous scars...... But this gold card, I took it!"

Zhao Chu took the gold coin card, calmly walked to the wonton stall, and put it down quietly.

This vendor owner, with a hunched waist and a 30-year-old face, has the vicissitudes of 60...... One palm, five fingers empty...... A rudimentary wooden strip is tied to his right leg...... On his face, there was an ugly scar.

It was the work of the devil's claws, and it was shocking.

Thanks to this military merit, the owner of the street vendor has a hideous and terrifying appearance, and his business is extremely poor.

Tick, tick, tick!

Tear by tear, dripping constantly.

The vendor owner is lucky, and he has a bit of a skill in cooking wontons...... He was lame and barely able to walk the streets...... In the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, there are three disabled veterans, who have long been forgotten by the world.

Their legs were torn off alive and they had to lie on the ground and beg.

This wonton stall was the only source of rations for these veterans.

"Thank you, thank you, sir...... Thank you ......."

Looking at the gold coin card, the vendor owner trembled and choked up to the point where he couldn't speak...... After many years, those long numb pupils still couldn't help but burst into tears.

"You don't have to say thank you...... It's the Qinggu Imperial Court, I owe it to you!"

Zhao Chu patted the peddler on the shoulder.

Just 100,000 gold coins, don't talk about being an outlier like yourself...... Even the average wounded can't stand the ...... But for these veterans who are hovering on the survival line, it is a huge amount of money.

An indescribable sadness made Zhao Chu feel like a fish in his throat!

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