Jun Jiuling

Seeing this scene, although the faces of the scribes and students changed, they still tried their best to maintain their posture.

Many people are stupid, easily fascinated by foreign things, and moved by short-term gains.

"We're not saying that Cheng Guogong was innocent and guilty before. We're saying that he's still greedy for power and meritorious service after the peace talks, and sticks to war..." a scribe said in a deep voice.

Before the words were finished, the excited Northland refugees rushed forward again.

This time it was no longer cursing, their eyes were red and they looked extremely angry, and someone grabbed the scribe's skirt.

The scribe was suddenly taken aback and cried out.

"What do you want?" he shouted.

The other scribes were also taken aback, but they did not run away in fear, but stepped forward to surround the refugee.

The two sides formed a confrontation.

The officers and soldiers on duty were also so frightened that their calves twisted. Is this a civil disturbance? If these tens of thousands of people go crazy, they can't stop them. These scholars and scholars can be beaten to death on the spot!

Facing the crowd, the scholar and literati did not back down, but instead looked resolute.

"Zhu Shan, are you trying to incite civil unrest?" the leading scribe shouted, taking another step forward, "Then come on, if you want to go over today, just step over me."

"Step over us!" the scribes shouted in unison.

Although the number of people is small in front of thousands of people, they are also very imposing.

It is really a serious crime to cause civil disorder, and the generals in the army are also pale.

"Grandpa, please say something." They couldn't help but said hastily.

At this time, the only one who can stop these people is Cheng Guogong.

But Cheng Guogong, who was about to go out to face the scribes, stopped, turned his horse's head and retreated.

"There is no need to say anything." He said softly.

Needless to say anything? Why? The faces of the generals were even more bewildered.

Is that really going to make these Northland refugees make a fuss?

These people are so strange, is it really the arrangement of Cheng Guogong?

But this is tens of thousands of people, and it is not easy to arrange...

The sword was on the verge of breaking out, but the scene that everyone was afraid of did not appear.

The vagrant who was holding the scholar did not beat down, and the other vagrants did not rush forward either.

"What are we going to do?" The refugee's voice was sad and angry, and he stared at the scholar in front of him with red eyes. "We want to ask you what are you going to do? What do you think of us? Do you think of us as human beings?"

"Negotiating peace, in your eyes, is negotiating peace a light word?"

"Is ceding the three counties a happy thing?"

"You only think that if you negotiate a peace, you won't go to war, and you can continue to live a peaceful life. Have you ever thought about us?"

"We, the people of the three counties, hundreds of thousands! Have you ever thought that we are human too!"

"Have you ever thought that with a few words, we are no longer from the Great Zhou, and our ancestors have been from Zhou for generations, and we have become Jin people?"

"Have you ever thought about the so-called no war and peace, what will we become?"

"Under the golden man's iron hooves, we are not human at all!"

This series of shouts and questions made the scholar's face pale, and also made the expressions of the scribes behind him change.

"Yes, no more wars, you have a good life, what about us?" An old woman said tremblingly, "Do you know how the Jin people treat us?"

"They killed our whole village," a child shouted.

"They treat people like livestock." A young man shouted, tearing off his tattered clothes, revealing whip marks, "We treat people like cattle and horses, and are killed at will."

"They used us as targets to practice knives and arrows, and my whole family died at their hands." An old man cried.

"They eat human flesh."

"They use us as firewood."

Countless shouts and cries sounded out, narrating and describing, the people present seemed to have seen the scene of the burning and howling everywhere, and many of them started to cry.

Even those scholars couldn't help shaking.

"Here, you eat well and dress well, live a peaceful life, you are afraid when you hear wars, and you shout when you hear money."

"For your so-called peace, you think that Cheng Guogong is the disaster caused by these soldiers who are warlike. Do you still have a conscience?"

"The Jin people don't treat us as human beings, and you don't treat us as human beings either."

"Why didn't Cheng Guogong retreat, why did he fight, why did these soldiers go to death as if they were alive? Because they treat us as human beings, not objects to be thrown away!"

"They don't retreat, don't give up, and fight endlessly. They want to rescue us and bring back our hundreds of thousands of people in the three counties. The three counties were ceded, but the people didn't ceded them!"

The shouts and cries became louder, and the crowd moved forward again.

The scholars and literati no longer had any momentum, and took a step back with pale faces.

A refugee suddenly rushed in front of a scholar.

The scholar couldn't help trembling, but saw that the refugee just snatched the flagpole from him.

The banner with red letters on a white background reads "Soldiers for Subjugation".

Refuge Hong stared at these four words, and suddenly broke them on his knees.

"Whether he is a soldier of subjugation or not is up to you!" he shouted, "Whether he is guilty or not is up to you!"

Countless refugees rushed forward and stomped the broken flag on the ground.

"We have the final say!"

"We have the final say!"

The old man in charge looked at these scholars and literati with determination.

"If you want to ask about the crimes of Duke Cheng and these generals, then first ask about our crimes. It is our crimes that have affected Da Zhou." He shouted in a deep voice.

"Ask about our sin!" Countless shouts echoed, shaking the sky and the earth.

The literati and scholars retreated again.

The refugees stepped forward again.

The old man turned his head back and looked at the army formation behind him.

"Cheng Guogong, they don't welcome you." He said, "We welcome you, they block the way, we will open the way."

He said and stepped forward.

Countless refugees followed behind.

"They don't boast about your achievements, we do!"

"In the past you protected us, today we escort you!"

Step by step, groups of groups move forward.

The scribes stepped back step by step.

The officers and soldiers on duty did not stop them any more, but stood on the side of the road and suddenly saluted the army formation.

The people in the capital were no longer frightened, and they also stood on the side of the road and saluted the army formation.

The leading bachelor finally let out a long sigh as he looked at the people who were walking towards each other supporting each other step by step.

"What is the crime of the people's will?" He murmured, turning around to avoid it.

Following his movements, the others looked ashen and retreated to both sides, unable to stop the approaching people.

The road is wide and wide, without obstacles.

Seeing the people rushing forward, the generals in the army formation no longer had the slightest fear. They looked excited, as if they heard the arrival of reinforcements when the Yizhou army was fighting alone and dying.

These people are unarmed and have no horses or sharp weapons. The grass they once protected is as tall and mighty as a mountain.

I didn't think about repaying, but the repayment appeared in a moment. This is the so-called justice of heaven.

"Master." They couldn't help shouting.

Cheng Guogong's expression was still peaceful.

"Let's go." He said in a gentle voice, looking at the people surrounded by the people around him, he smiled again, "We are also people, let's all take off our armor and clothes."

The generals reacted immediately, and responded in unison, urging the horses to convey the order.

As the order was conveyed, thousands of soldiers dismounted and took off their armors one after another, and piled them up high on the side of the road.

"Enter the city." Zhao Hanqing also took off his armor, and the woman's figure became even smaller, but her momentum remained the same, and she shouted with one hand.

Thousands of soldiers got on their horses again, the civilians tidied up empty-handed, their horseshoes stomped, they led the way for the people in front, and they headed towards the city gate surrounded by people in the left and right rear.

Among the tens of thousands of people, I don't know which one started to sing first.

"My family Yanzhaobei is dilapidated beyond words."

"The mountains and rivers are depressed and chaotic, and Hu Qi is full of wind and rain."

This hoarse, out-of-tune song immediately echoed among the people one after another.

"Fortunately, I have a good husband, one is going to be a thousand."

"Exhale fiercely, seeing death as sleep."

"A soldier kisses me better than a parent."

"Go to the fire and water for me, dare to stay late?"

"Ten thousand people with one mind can shake Mount Tai."

"Only loyalty and righteousness, you are angry with the bullfight."

This was a victory song that was spread in the north, and soon not only the people, but also officers and soldiers on horseback sang along.

Those thin soldiers who took off their armor and weapons no longer had the previous fear and confusion, and straightened their spines again. Their eyes were firm and their spirits were high.

They are not soldiers of the dead.

They are not belligerents.

The blood they shed, the wounds they received, the pain they suffered in battle, everything has been seen, remembered, and proud of.

The sound of the crowd was like thunder, rolling up on the ground, heading straight for the capital, unstoppable.

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At the end of today, at the beginning of tomorrow, the monthly ticket summary, the new moon competition, I originally wanted to tell you a lot, but after typing a document, I felt that a thousand words are not as good as silence.

Write a book, tell a story, that's where I stand.

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