Shuang Daqin Comparison, No Comparison, No Harm

Seeing the child's thin body, Bian Que couldn't bear to remind Zhao Ze, "General, be careful, don't let him break you.

I couldn't see clearly when I was squatting just now, but now I can only conclude that the child is about eight or nine years old.

This is the age that should be raised, but because of malnutrition, the whole person looks thin, with sunken cheeks, like a skeleton that has not eaten.

The child was frightened non-stop, and now he lowered his head slightly, not daring to make a sound.

"Then let me ask you where does the strange noise in this house come from?" Zhao Ze asked.

Inside the children's ancestral hall: "There are still people inside!"

I often followed the place he pointed, and saw a small passage behind the ancestral hall.

After several people got in, they saw a scene that surprised them. There were more than 50 people lying in a large room.

They are plainly dressed, with yellow and thin faces.

At a glance, Zhao Ze knew that they should also be the test subjects for Lin Beinan to test the medicine.

Bian Que came in and saw it, and at the same time guessed it. 25

These should all be nearby villagers who were arrested by Lin Beinan for drug testing.

Zhao Ze was also a little surprised when he saw the thin and thin ribs in front of him. Their eyes were sunken and their cheeks were fleshless.

The eyes looking at the three of them were also full of doubts, like living puppets.

Seeing that the food on the dining table remained untouched, Bian Que persuaded the middle-aged woman who was holding the child beside her with some distress, "Sister, feed the child.

The child in the woman's arms was crying because of hunger.

The child should have been born not long ago, weak and boneless, pitifully thin, a little purple all over, and his stomach was deflated from hunger.

But even so, the middle-aged woman just gave Bian Que a dull look.

His eyes were dull, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him.

After two or three seconds of confrontation with Bian Que, he stared at a certain place in a daze, showing no intention of feeding the child, and Bian Que couldn't help persuading him again.

"Feed a little more, if you don't eat, where does the baby get milk, I think it is almost starving.

The child looked a little languid, and the crying continued but was powerless.

Bian Que scratched his head anxiously, Zhao Ze said at this time: "These villagers have been forcibly drugged, and now they have no consciousness of their own, and they don't understand what you tell them."

"And did you see that this woman is skinny, she probably hasn't eaten anything good for many days, where is there any milk to feed her child?"

"Then what should I do!" Bian Que looked distressed, and her compassionate heart made her anxious, and she almost hugged and fed the child by herself.

Zhao Ze suggested: "Let's go back first, and I will bring these hundred stars to Tian."

These people are poor people. In order to control them, Lin Beinan's best way is to drug them.

Once they lose their consciousness, these villagers become puppets.

Bian Que also thought it was feasible, and took the mother and daughter with her.

The child who stole the tribute just now saw that Zhao Ze took the mother and daughter away, and he was very happy with the naked eye.

After taking the man out, Zhao Ze brought him back to the inn directly.

He woke Lin Beinan up, and then asked him to write a letter by hand, and he also brought Lin Beinan's finger along with him.

There is a jade wrench on that finger, which is very valuable, and it seems to be an inheritance of the Lin family.

Lin Beinan entrusted a beggar to deliver the letter to the Lin family mansion.

Lin Fu, Lin Zhengye's fingers trembled in fright after reading the distress letter sent by his youngest son.

I cried when I saw the finger in the box on the table.

He didn't expect that in his life, he would meet someone who threatened him with Lin Beinan's life.

He said to the steward beside him without saying a word: "Go, go and prepare 5,000 catties of green grass, and send it to this designated place."

Lin Zhengye only had two sons, and when the son became an official, the family property could only be handed over to the second son, Lin Beinan.

If something happens to Lin Beinan, who will take care of his big business.

Isn't it just 5,000 catties of Qingli grass? The big deal for him is to cut tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Zhao Ze asked the hidden guard who had been following behind him to meet him, and he wanted to meet the 5,000-jin Qingli Cao Queen.

He didn't release them immediately, but let his dark guards transport 5,000 catties of green grass and leave Danhe City first.

Compared with Lin Beinan's promise, Zhao Ze believed more in what he got.

After confirming that his hidden guard had left Danhe City, Zhao Ze asked Bian Que to bandage Lin Beinan's wound.

The wound on the severed finger was briefly treated, but only to ensure that 810 did not bleed.

When Bian Que treated it again, the wound was already a little inflamed, and Lin Beinan also developed a low-grade fever because of this, and he was in a daze.

Feeling that someone was treating his wound, Lin Beinan was still trembling with fright.

Seeing his reaction, Bian Que laughed and said: "You deserve what you deserve, who told you to do things that are completely devoid of conscience.

The people who were brought here had been rescued by Bian Que in the past two days, and when they were asked to leave, Zhao Ze gave them some help.

In the world of Qin, the common people couldn't help but praise Zhao's actions.

"I feel that the young master Zhao Ze is becoming more and more like a monarch, decisive in doing things, and compassionate to the people."

"I also think that if such a person becomes an emperor, he will definitely benefit the people."

Ban Chao: "Mr. Zhao's approach is really good."

Ying Zheng: "Indeed, Fusu should learn from him."

Hu Hai: "Even though Mr. Zhao is good, Mr. Fusu is also working hard. I told him this afternoon that he was studying the flood in Longxi County.

Ying Zheng: "What Hu Chen said is reasonable, since that's the case, then I have to let Fu Su go to exercise.".