415: What about public opinion?
Three days later.
"Looks pretty good."
Holding the latest issue of the weekly in his hand, Zheng Qian, who had read it quickly, closed the book with satisfaction.
Next to him, Jian Ren's face had a rare relaxation.
He said: "Thank you Zheng Zhanwang for your help, if it weren't for you, we really don't know what to do." β
"Oh, it should be."
Zheng Qian said flatly, breathing a long sigh of relief.
At this point, half of this matter is solved, and the remaining half is easy to solve.
Jian Ren said with some embarrassment: "What, King Zheng Zhan, although the merchant group has already expressed its cooperation, how can the people explain it?" β
"The people?" Zheng Qian was puzzled.
"Yes, there are voices among the people now that creative freedom should not be interfered with, and there are even conspiracy theories similar to Tianshan's preparations to transform into a dictatorship," Jianren said. β
Zheng Qian thought for a while and said, "Then seize the time to set up a government propaganda department to publicize correct values."
Your Tianshan national conditions are special, and the people are too simple, and they have not been exposed to similar values. β
"Don't you care about public opinion?" Jian Ren asked.
"Is the will right?" Zheng Qian asked rhetorically.
"This ......"
Jian Ren was stunned for a moment, as if he had something to say.
Could public opinion be wrong?
Zheng Qian guessed what he was thinking.
He sighed and said, "I used to think that we had to respect public opinion, but now I know that public opinion and correctness are two different concepts.
Public opinion does not mean that it is right.
Public opinion is like a child, who listens to public opinion in everything, and in the end will only cultivate a scumbag who thinks highly of himself.
I know you can't understand it, but this afternoon, you'll understand. β
"This afternoon?"
"Well, this afternoon." Zheng Qian said with certainty.
Jianren wanted to say something, but seeing that Zheng Qian was so sure, he didn't say anything more, and waited for Zheng Gan's so-called answer in the afternoon.
And Zheng Qian also drank tea leisurely and didn't say anything more.
β¦ A day ago...
The old man carried a basket of vegetables and prepared to enter the house.
The harvest was not very good.
There are only three vegetables in this basket.
When I went to set up a stall yesterday, the vegetable garden was stolen.
That's the way it is in the countryside, when you farm, there will always be people coming and stealing vegetables, even if they are worthless.
But even if it is a worthless dish, it is the only ration left for the old man now.
Looking at the vegetables in the basket with a little bit of flowers, the old man's eyes were full of bitterness.
I cooked it for my wife today, and I have to buy rice tomorrow.
But after buying rice, the money is gone, what should I do with next week's medicine?
The old man sighed, lifted the basket, and pushed open the dilapidated door of his house.
Crunch.
The rotten door, which has not been oiled in many years, makes a numbing screeching sound.
The old man took a step into the house, and found that in the hall with four walls, there was a person sitting at the only table.
"You ......"
The old man was like a frightened grasshopper, and hurriedly put on a posture.
The vegetable basket fell to the ground, and the vegetables inside were scattered all over the ground.
I saw sitting at the table a young foreigner with white hair, red eyes, and black eyes.
It was the young man who the old man had provoked the day before yesterday.
"The old woman lying in the house seemed to be very sick."
"She has nothing to do with this, she wants to seek revenge and rush at me!!" The old man let out a thunderous roar.
"No, you're mistaken." Zheng Qian smiled softly and said, "I mean I've already cured her, no accident, I can get out of bed tomorrow." β
"Governance... Cure? The old man was stunned.
Zheng Qian smiled slightly.
This time, without asking the old man's permission again, he raised his hand to his right leg.
γHighest Healingγ
With a shimmer of emerald green brilliance.
The old man was surprised to find that the severe pain that had accompanied him for two days had completely disappeared.
"It's ......"
The old man raised his leg in surprise and found that the crab cover that had been kicked the day before yesterday had recovered intact.
Not only that, but the entire right leg seems to have become a young state and full of strength.
It feels like you can walk on even one leg.
"Healing magic? Are you a town-level archmage? β
The old man looked at Zheng Qian in disbelief.
You must know that the town-level archmages are all high-level disciples of the ivory tower, and they don't see the head and tail of the dragon on weekdays.
Among them, the most representative figure is the Archmage Jin Ge of the Eastern Sichuan Kingdom.
"You're really... Got my wife cured? β
Zheng Qian smiled and nodded solemnly.
"Nan Nan !!"
The old man rushed into the room quickly.
I saw that the hospital bed was full of blood.
But the old woman lying on the bed had already woken up.
The woman's face, which had been tormented by the pain of cancer to the point of not being human, now seemed to be ten years younger, and it radiated a healthy rosy glow.
"Proud, you're back." The old woman smiled softly.
That familiar voice has not been heard since his wife's cancer spread all over her body.
Because of the severe cancer pain, my wife lost the ability and strength to speak.
This five-word greeting is the extravagant hope that the old man thinks about day and night.
"ε‘ε‘~"
This old man, who had never cried out in pain with a broken knee, collapsed his tear ducts in an instant in the face of his wife's recovery.
He threw himself on the bed and hugged his wife tightly.
Zheng Qian stood at the door, looked at the elderly couple, smiled and retreated silently, without disturbing them.
In the room, the old man's cry lingered for a long time, a long time...
Until more than an hour later.
The old man came out of the room.
In his attitude towards Zheng Gan, there is no hostility at the moment, but he is still on guard.
"Why do you want to help me?"
"How many other veterans like you do you know?"
"Answer my question first."
The old man sat down across from him and made himself a pot of tea.
After taking a sip, he was surprised to find that the tea had been replaced with new ones, and the quality was extremely high.
At least he had never drunk such good tea in his life.
Zheng Qian said faintly: "You have been born and died for this country, you deserve my help for you, it's as simple as that, now, answer my question." β
The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, and replied: "I was the commander of the Thousand Cavalry Regiment of the Second Regiment of the Sixth Division of the Eastern Sichuan Expeditionary Defense Army. β
"If you were asked to recall them, would you be able to recall them?"
"I can only say that I can recall my members, and if I am more superior, I can only contact them, and I can't notify them, why are you asking this? Is it possible that we old bones are still going to war? β
"Don't ask this, what's your last name?"
"Chen, my name is Chen Xuao."
"Mr. Chen, I fought you the day before yesterday, and although you lost to me, it was also caused by my higher rank.
And your skill, there is no doubt that it is the Tianshan Mountains... No, it is not an exaggeration to call it a treasure of all mankind. β
"Pick the point." The old man said angrily.
Zheng Qian smiled, not angry, and said gently: "Let me tell you honestly, you are a warrior of the Tianshan Mountains, and you are also a great man who has dedicated his entire youth to the Tianshan Mountains.
I know this is a bit excessive, but I still hope that you can help, this time, it is not the problem of the Tianshan Mountains, but the whole world.
Yes, now the whole world is facing a great threat, and we need to rally the strength of all of humanity.
I have a way to rejuvenate you and restore your strength at your peak, no, I can let all of you break through the hundred-level war king and achieve a class called a god-man.
And what I need is for you veterans to stand up again and fight again for humanity and justice! β
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