Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

That night, the soldiers cheered and clinked their glasses in the military camp of Zhuo County.

And there was a scent of fish-flavored pork shreds in the air.

The officers and soldiers in charge of the guards were eating the fish-flavored pork shreds rice in their bowls.

They were eating with their mouths full of oil.

One of the soldiers laughed and said:

"Oh, I thought I would never get to eat that bowl of fish-flavored pork shreds rice again, but I didn't expect that we would get to eat it again."

Another soldier also said, holding a bowl of rice:

"Yes, yes, I heard from Lord Liu that we can have a bowl of fish-flavored pork shreds rice every day in the future, and he said he would make us vomit."

"And, I heard that we will be paid the military pay owed tomorrow, and there will be other rewards."

The captured Yellow Turbans smelled the fragrance of the food and wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths.

They looked at the government troops eagerly.

They didn't expect that these government troops would eat so well, and even eat shredded pork with rice.

If they could eat half as well as the government troops, who would think of rebelling?

"No, this tastes too good! I want to have a bite too."

"You bunch of dog officials! Hurry up and serve me a bowl!"

"Official, please be kind and give me a bite. I haven't eaten for two days."

"Don't beg! If we really eat this bowl of rice, it will be our last meal!"

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For a while, all kinds of curses and begging filled the detention camp.

The smell of the fish-flavored shredded pork was too strong.

At this time, Jian Yong came over with a team of guards with a smile on his face.

"Sir, why are you here?" The soldier on the side hurriedly put down the bowl and trotted to greet him.

Now the whole army knows that the fire attack last night was a plan thought up by a sir named Jian Yong.

Everyone admired this man, and just now his master appointed Jian Yong as a military advisor, which was enough to show how important he was.

"Go, give them all the porridge."

Jian Yong shouted to the guard.

"Sir? Give these porridge to those yellow turban bandits?"

The guarding soldiers were a little confused.

"My lord is as broad-minded as the sea, and he is a man who does great things. Shouldn't we, his subordinates, help him solve his problems?"

"These yellow turban bandits are just right, we can recruit them to expand our own military strength."

When the guarding soldiers heard this, they nodded quickly.

They walked directly inside with the rice bucket.

Now the soldiers under Liu Yao have very simple ideas.

Liu Yao let them eat well every day, and this kindness is like a reborn parent. Even if they were asked to follow him to rebel, they would be obliged!

In this chaotic world, those who win the hearts of the people will win the world.

No matter how loud the slogans are, if the employees under him can't even pay their wages, such a boss will only make big promises every day. Which employee is willing to work for such a boss?

The same is true for these soldiers. If you treat them like family, they will be willing to go through fire and water for you.

"Humph! Dog officer! Finally remembered us!"

The imprisoned Yellow Turban bandit looked at Jian Yong's figure and couldn't help but shout.

Jian Yong looked inside and found that a bald scarred man was shouting the most fiercely.

He pointed directly at him.

"You! Go and pull that man out for me!"

The guards on the side picked up their weapons and walked inside.

After a while, the sturdy, bald scarred man was pressed up by two guards.

"Haha, what? Want to kill grandpa? Then give me a quick death as soon as possible! You dog officers! None of you are good!"

The man was overwhelmed, and in front of Jian Yong, he was still shouting.

Jian Yong was not angry, but looked at him with a chuckle.

It just so happened that he was worried about where to start, so he would start with the troublemaker.

"Go, serve him a bowl of porridge."

After a while, a guard brought a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the man.

"Let go, there are so many of us, I don't think he dares to do it."

The man looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and looked at Jian Yong in surprise.

"What's wrong? Weren't you good at shouting just now? Aren't you hungry after scolding for so long?"

"Or are you afraid of death and you dare not eat?"

As soon as Jian Yong said this, the man didn't care about anything else.

Damn it! What's wrong with the last meal? I'm going to die with a full stomach!

Gulp! Gulp!

He picked up the bowl on the ground and began to drink it in big mouthfuls.

As soon as the porridge entered his mouth, the bald man's body stagnated instantly.

This taste? This taste?

It's my mother'sFeeling?

The thick rice porridge, with its rice aroma, made him deeply intoxicated.

"What sweet rice porridge, I seem to have seen my mother. If it weren't for the desolate world, I should have finished the autumn harvest, right?"

"This is the best meal I've had in recent years, and it's worth the trip."

After licking the bowl with satisfaction, the man lowered his head and waited for the judgment of death.

But after waiting for a long time, he found that he was not beheaded.

When he opened his eyes, there was only a bowl full of porridge on the ground.

"You..."

The man stared at Jian Yong in astonishment.

"Our lord is a relative of the Han Dynasty. He is kind and righteous. He knows that everyone chooses to rebel because of the pressure of life."

"It's going to be cold this day. Our lord has specially ordered me to bring you some white porridge so that you can get through tonight."

As he said, the guards beside him carried a rice bucket and began to distribute porridge to the Yellow Turban bandits.

Suddenly, the Yellow Turban bandits in the prison looked at the white porridge in their hands and were all a little incredible.

Many of them have never eaten a bowl of white porridge in their lives.

It's already very good to join the Yellow Turban Army and drink two bowls of watery corn porridge a day.

"Is this... is this true?"

"Am I dreaming? I can actually drink the rice porridge that only nobles can drink?"

"Woo woo! Damn it! I have wronged you, sir!"

"I have never seen such a kind-hearted sir!"

...

For a moment, all the Yellow Turban bandits in the prison held the white porridge in their hands very devoutly and knelt down to Jian Yong in the air.

"Thank you, sir! Your grace of saving my life!!!"

The Yellow Turban bandits sucked the white porridge in small sips, as if they were tasting a delicious delicacy.

This is definitely the most delicious thing they have eaten in the past few years.

Jian Yong watched from the side and said loudly:

"By the way, tomorrow morning, the lord will give you the military pay and rewards you owe."

"The lord said that you will be serving as soldiers under him, and you will never be treated unfairly in terms of military pay and food."

Instantly, the eyes of the Yellow Turban bandits squatting in the prison flashed with brilliance.

Oh my god! There are military pay? And I can eat sweet rice! ?

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