Chapter Ninety-Five: Is it Tu or Fu?
"The island owner, it's been a day, and if you don't do it, I'm afraid it will be exposed. On the endless sea, on a rock-like reef, Zhongshan Ceyun is standing on the top of the cliff with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows are tightly locked, as if there is some intractable difficulty. The person who spoke was none other than Hamayuki, who appeared behind him in a trench coat.
"Why did you come out, it's windy at sea, let's take a good rest. Zhongshan Ceyun looked back and said busily.
"It's all strange snow to take advantage of this uncompetitive body, and the island owner is tired of coming in person. Hamashi said with a look of shame.
Zhongshan Ceyun turned around and said with a smile: "If it weren't for your help, Jiuyuan Island wouldn't know when it would be able to get to where it is today." “
Hearing this, Hamayuki did not deny it, but asked, "What is the island owner worried about?"
"Guess what. Zhongshan Ceyun did not answer directly.
"Then the snow ride was bold. Bin Xue Cheng said unceremoniously with a smile, and Zhongshan Ceyun nodded slightly, motioning for him to continue.
"Although this Liuhai City is a small city, we can take it down with every move, but he is the first city we attack on the land, so we have to take into account the interests of the future. Hamayuki raised his head and looked at the land road that loomed in the distance.
"Yes, we are not here to be pirates to rob things, but to be the rulers of this land. Zhongshan Ceyun half sighed.
"So what the island owner is thinking about now is what attitude he should take to face the people inside and outside the city after taking this city. After speaking, Bin Xuecheng said: "To put it simply, it is two words, whether it is Tu or Fu." ”
"Well, I've been thinking about this question for more than a day or two, and you help me analyze it. "Zhongshan Ceyun Road.
"I'm afraid the island owner has already made up his mind for a long time, but since you let Xue Cheng analyze and analyze, then Xue Cheng will be ugly, and I hope it would be better to make up for the island owner's decision. "Hama Snow Ride.
I have to say that Binxue Cheng's emotional intelligence is high, he clearly knows that Zhongshan Ceyun is hesitant, but he prefers to say that he has already made up his mind, and then says his own opinions, so that even if Zhongshan Ceyun directly adopts his own suggestions, in the end, it can be taken for granted that this is Zhongshan Ceyun's own decision, he Binxue Cheng just explained, at most it is to add a little, and the most important part is Zhongshan Ceyun's opinion.
"Slaughtering the city is a good way, to establish a reputation for murder, the most straightforward to come, and the effect is often good, whether it is for those Central Plains people or for our own soldiers, it is a shortcut to Liwei. But the disadvantage is that prestige is excessive, and excessive morality is not a good thing for a ruler, because no one wants to be the subject of a man who is cruel enough to slaughter a city. Fu is also a good way, for ordinary people, living and working in peace and contentment, the world is the best vision. If the owner of the island only takes the city and does not hurt people, then those ordinary people will definitely be able to feel the benevolence of the island owner. But for those who are not ordinary people and who are as ambitious as we are, this kindness is weakness. Even our own soldiers will feel depressed, and this will damage the prestige of the island owner. Therefore, there are good and bad things in slaughter and caresses, slaughter hurts morality, and caress hurts prestige, and the combination of the two may have the best effect. Hamayuki took a breath and analyzed the important things thoroughly.
Zhongshan Ceyun himself is a decisive person, and there is no psychological obstacle for him to slaughter a city, but he understands that this time it is very important, if he can't rule the land in front of him, and can't let the men, women, and children of Jiuyuan Island integrate into the daily life of the people of Middle-earth, everything is meaningless.
"Then slaughter a city and soothe a city. Zhongshan Ceyun narrowed his eyes and said.
"The owner of the island is wise. Bin Xue Cheng said with a smile, he knew that his analysis had made Zhongshan Ceyun make a decision, and in his opinion, it was the best decision.
After all, Zhongshan Ceyun is not a person born in Middle-earth, only the name of the great murderer of the slaughter city is enough to establish authority, but after the establishment of power, it is necessary to establish morality, then it is necessary to appease a city, as long as the details are done well, only with this next strategy, you can gain a foothold in Middle-earth.
So, Hamashi Xue Cheng said again: "Since you have decided, then Xue Cheng will report some details that I just thought of to you." ”
"Okay, you say. Zhongshan Ceyun's tone was cheerful, and it was obvious that there was no doubt in his heart.
"The slaughter of the city is really a big murderer, if you have to do it, you can't do it, but if you insist on doing it, you still have to try to think of some compromises. For example, after the slaughter of the city, let our people pretend to be refugees on the outskirts of the city and scatter to the surrounding cities, only saying that the city lord of Liuhai City resisted stubbornly, causing Jiuyuan Island to spread anger on the people. And then he went on and so on and so forth.
"Haha, that's wonderful, in this way, even if those city lords don't want to take off their armor and flee, those ordinary people will force them to surrender. At this time, if we take the city again and appease it, then the goal will be achieved. Zhongshan Ceyun was a little more proud in his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but admire Bin Xuecheng's wit and scheming.
Seeing that Zhongshan Ceyun had recovered his former demeanor, Binxue pretended to cough twice, and the acquaintance retired.
Zhongshan Ceyun straightened the sleeves of his robe, and hid behind him by the reef, losing pieces of black and oppressive boats, like a lion about to move, staring at his prey covetously.
"Order, within one day, take Liuhai City, regardless of people and animals, kill all of them, and dismantle the city lord in eight pieces, hang them in all directions, and show them to the public!" Zhongshan Ceyun waved his hand and said to the guards standing aside.
"Yes!" the guard replied in a sonorous voice, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
In Liuhai City, there is an endless stream of markets coming and going.
Children weave around the stalls, laughing and playing in groups despite the scolding of adults, the big black dog in front of the butcher's shop is full of bones and squints and lies on the ground, a centuries-old tree on the riverbank is listening to the laundry women on the embankment talking about this and that, the eagle hovering in the sky seems to be frozen, quietly staring at the lone little chicken in the weeds in the corner of the house, and you can hear a few distant shouts, which seem to come from a thousand-year-old well.
The corpse of the scout hanging from the city wall began to emit a pleasant stench, but for days everyone was no longer mindful.
The guards at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion were yawning, waiting for the guy to take over. The waiters in the house have already swept the fallen leaves into piles, and the chimney of the dining room is full of smoke, and from time to time there are bursts of the fragrance of porridge and vegetables.
Zhao Yunhe, the lord of a city, was trying on a few uncertain brocade robes in front of the bronze mirror, and there was nothing more important to him than being suave.
Everything seems so ordinary, but this morning will not be ordinary.