Chapter 2: Benevolence

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"The housekeeper of Linan Manor, leading all the farmers of the manor, welcomes the arrival of the master. ”

As soon as the people arrived, Meng Qi, the housekeeper of the manor, shouted, and the head fell to the ground, bowing his head deeply, and more than 2,000 people behind him knelt down with him, kneeling down like fallen wheat.

Wang Yue's military chariot stopped in front of the crowd, and the militia in the rear slowly spread out on both flanks with him as the center.

Standing on the military vehicle, his gaze crossed Meng Qi, looked at the more than 2,000 men, women and children behind him, and felt that most of them were similar to the slave period in Amu's memory, or even worse, looking at them, their clothes were uneven, ragged, and mended, and there were still people who were almost naked, and several people were holding rags and rolling them together to barely cover their bodies.

Looking at their bodies again, all of them are yellow and thin, and some people have not eaten enough for a long time, and the whole person is a skeleton, like hungry children in Africa, which makes people a little unbearable to look at.

All the people's faces were numb, their eyes were full of life, and they could not see half of hope, so that this open space was filled with a lifeless atmosphere, and there was no half of the excitement of welcoming the new owner.

These people are all my dealers, such people, I don't know how many people there are in the world, I glanced around, Wang Yue thought so in his heart, and looked back at the housekeeper Meng Qi, this housekeeper is even better dressed than many warriors and merchants.

The coldness in his heart condensed, and he said lightly: "Let's get up first." ”

"Thank you, childe. ”

Meng Qi was the first to get up, and everyone behind him also rose, and in the crowd behind, someone faintly urged the command and told all the villagers to get up too.

"Present it. After Meng Qi got up, he commanded the people in the rear.

Immediately, a few strong men came up carrying more than a dozen bamboo slips, he slowly walked to Wang Yue, and gave a small salute: "Childe, this is the income account of this manor over the years, please check and read it." ”

Wang Yue didn't answer, and asked him directly: "Can the banker's loan account be in it?"

Meng Qi's face changed slightly, he turned around and glanced behind him, and immediately several more people came forward with a thick stack of parchment.

"Childe, it's all here. ”

Wang Yue nodded and glanced at Zhao Wu, who immediately understood and said, "Surround them." ”

Incorporated by the black Hu thieves, the militia who had been trained for a few days under the means of Wang Yue, although they could not complete more tactical actions, but the basic orders and prohibitions could already be done, Zhao Wu gave an order, and the other serpentine warriors immediately conveyed the order to the commanders under their command, and then passed it on to Shiwu by the commander of the army, and the team with Wang Yue as the center and the two wings immediately took action, scattered around the crowd, and surrounded everyone.

The dealers were in a commotion, their faces full of horror, but they did not dare to make a fuss.

Meng Qi was directly startled: "Childe, what are you doing here?"

brushed, Zhao Wu reached his neck with a sword, and said coldly: "You are watching from the sidelines, there is no room for you to speak here." ”

Meng Qi shuddered, almost fell to the ground, and his mood sank infinitely.

What to do, what to do?

However, no matter how you think about it, there is no way, because the strength brought by Wang Yue is too strong, even if he relies on his past prestige to incite the dealer to make trouble, he will be easily suppressed, and if he really does such a thing, at that time, I am afraid that there is only one way to die.

After the thousands of farmers were simply surrounded, then a group of soldiers came up, but they were obviously not soldiers, although they carried weapons, but they carried something, as if it were all kinds of wooden utensils, and they simply put them together.

In a short time, they built a wooden platform in front of the clearing.

This kind of high platform is a simple watchtower, and during battle, the commander can stand on it and look down on the battlefield to command.

According to the past battlefield, it takes some time to build the high platform, but after Wang Yue took over the militia in the past few days, he cleared out the militia personnel who knew how to make craftsmen, and made some battlefield equipment into modules, so that it can be carried lightly, and only modules need to be assembled when needed, and it can be built in a short time.

As soon as the high platform was completed, the craftsmen and soldiers retreated, and Wang Yue pulled out one by one, without even using the snake bone whip, and jumped up directly.

"Huo!" Many militiamen and villagers were slightly amazed and jumped high, which is not something ordinary people can do.

All eyes were on him, as he jumped, and were focused on him.

Wang Yue was condescending, looking down, the pig dragon spirit was slightly moved, and he said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am the new owner of Linan Manor, and I will also be your new master, Wang Yue, the son of Snake Yu, from today on, you will manage the production and life of this son." ”

"Today, my son is here to say two things to the second and third sons. ”

"1. Within the confines of this manor, everyone must obey the orders of this son, and if they dare to disobey them. ”

He paused, and said to the militia on the side: "If you dare to disobey, what will happen to the second and third sons?"

The militiamen raised their weapons and shouted in unison: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The three killings stopped, and the invisible murderous aura filled the audience, all the villagers were silent, Meng Qi, Meng Ming, and Ding Zhuang under him all trembled and uneasy, and some of the timid ones had fallen to the ground softly.

Wang Yue raised his hand and pressed it slightly, and the militia's voice stopped.

He continued: "The second point that this son said is that this matter is related to the future fate of all the farmers in this manor, and the second and third sons must listen carefully. ”

The amplified sound of the pigron, like a loudspeaker, stirred over the manor, so that everyone could hear it.

"Since today's Gongzi took over the Linan Manor, all the debts owed by the farmers to the manor in the past have been forgiven. ”

"Boom!"

The farmers in the manor were in an uproar, looking at Wang Yue in disbelief, looking at the new manor owner, looking at this man who held thousands of heavy soldiers and could decide his fate, what did this incomparably majestic and awe-inspiring son just say?

And they have forgiven all their debts?

How is this possible, how can there be such a merciful lord of the manor in the world?

Those debts are not a small amount, and they will not be able to pay them off after a lifetime of hard labor.

By the way, the new owner is a son?

Could it be that he was so lucky to meet such a wise and merciful son in many legends?

Many farmers remembered many legendary stories.

In the story, the son of the king... Sons are all wise and martial, and extremely benevolent.

"Childe, no. ”

Meng Qi listened to Wang Yue's announcement and couldn't help but shout loudly.

He almost jumped up, picked up the pile of parchment with the accounts recorded from the side, and ran to the wooden platform where Wang Yue was.

"Childe, the debts of so many dealers are not a small amount. ”

"If their debts are forgiven, we will no longer be able to drive them to do miscellaneous servitude at will, except that they will be asked to pay them rent every year. ”

Wang Yue looked at him coldly, and said to Zhao Wudao, who was also extremely surprised and shocked in the declaration just now: "Zhao Wu, drive this old dog, his family, and minions out of Linan Manor for this son." ”

"My son does not treat him badly, and the normal annual income of being a steward is calculated according to the year he has been a steward in the manor, and he is given a sum of money, and as for everything else in the manor, even a wheat stalk, he is not allowed to take it away. ”

"Childe!"

Meng Qi was stunned, this snake Yu Gongzi not only wanted to remove him from his housekeeper position, but also wanted his life.

Who is the housekeeper of the manor of the Linchuan Luli family who lives on the housekeeper's little bit of rice? They all live by exploiting the villagers, if it is only that bit of rice, he will live much better than ordinary Chinese, but how can he afford to wear brocade clothes? How can he still send his grandson to the national capital to learn literature and martial arts?

According to Wang Yue's approach, he is no different from copying his family.

"Childe, you can't do this, you can't treat me like this. ”

Meng Qi was like a dead parent, crying loudly, and his voice was extremely miserable.

Zhao Wu walked up to him with a sneer: "What are you still mourning here? Gongzi has not deducted your family's expenses for so many years, he is already worthy of you, and if he can't come back, he will personally send you money." ”

"No... No..."The butler Meng Qi fell to the ground with blank eyes, and then thought of something and stood up suddenly.

"No, the son can't be like this, the old man has done so many things for the Lu Li family over the years, how could he end up like this. ”

"Smack!" Zhao Wu closed the scabbard and hit him in the face.

"You old dog, you still have the face to say this, look at the brocade clothes on your body, is this a housekeeper wearing?"

"Someone, drag this old dog over. ”

In the shouts of Meng Qi's crying father and mother, the two soldiers ran over very happily, and also "bah" him, one person with one hand, and dragged him away, and immediately there were snakes coming over, according to the accounts in the housekeeper can get Lu rice a year for money, threw a bag of bronze horns to him, and then, his son, family, and minions were also disposed of, and finally drove out one by one.

The villagers below originally couldn't believe that Wang Yue had done this, but at this time, they saw the old housekeeper and his family and minions who had been bullied on their heads in the past and dragged them out like dead dogs, and the originally godless eyes finally flashed with a scorching light of hope.

"Childe is benevolent. An elderly farmer couldn't help but cry out with tears in his eyes.

"Childe is benevolent!"

Then, several farmers shouted one after another, and soon all the farmers shouted in unison, forming a tsunami-like and long-lasting cheer.

The militiamen surrounding them were also born in the past, and many people also resonated with their situation, and they experienced what had just happened together, and they were shocked by the cheers full of emotion, and they couldn't help but shout in unison.

Thousands of people cheered and bowed down in unison.

After a while, I don't know who started, a song that has been widely circulated and sung for a long time, and the chorus of songs praising the son of benevolence sounded on the manor.

"The toe of Lin, Zhenzhen Gongzi, Yu Linxi. ”

"Lin Zhiding, Zhenzhen's surname, Yu Linxi. ”

"The horn of Lin, Zhenzhen Gong, Yu Linxi. ”

"Lin's toes, benevolent son. Ouch lin!"

"Lin's forehead, benevolent public surname. Ouch lin!"

"The sharp horns of Lin, the benevolent prince. Ouch lin!"

"Childe, your benevolence is worth following for my life, and Zhao Wu is willing to die for you. ”

After Zhao Wu led people to drive Meng Qi and others away, he looked back and saw this kind of scene, since he was under Wang Yue's command, he sincerely bowed in front of Wang Yue for the first time, and this time, he was no longer only Wang Yue's wisdom and strength.

"Childe, the snake is big... Snake II...... Snake Six, I want to die for you. "The snake and the others also bowed together.

Wang Yue looked at the warriors, warriors, and villagers who knelt down like wheat below, listened to their singing, felt the incomparable power in them, and couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement, just today, he has harvested the hearts of these people, and harvested one of the most difficult things in the world.

He raised his hand, slowly suppressed the cry of the mountain, ordered all the accounts and sheepskins to be brought up, and burned them clean in front of everyone.