Chapter 8

After the conflict broke out, although there was no real military chaos, the bustling crowd of thousands of people standing in place and surrounding the school grounds in an impenetrable scene was still very scary.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be collapsing, Gong Xu hurriedly came out to mediate.

He has a friendly face and a good personality, and he is always popular. In addition, he is the highest officer of the military camp. Even the villagers understand the reason why the county magistrate is not as good as the current management.

"Lieutenant Gong, you lead good soldiers."

Captain Xiahou also knew that he caused public anger, but his heart was actually not as calm as he appeared on the surface. If it was a two-shot conflict, even if he was surrounded by well-equipped elite guards, just ten people, it would be absolutely impossible to protect him. Just accept it, and then walk away after coldly throwing down a sentence.

From the beginning to the end, there was no explanation for the sudden whipping of Wang Zheng.

"These soldiers must really obey orders, I will let them pretend to be bandits now, and go and intercept and kill you, the troublesome grandson!"

Gong Xu cursed inwardly, looked at Wang Zheng who was lying on the ground, and also complained for the young man, with a look of disbelief, he ordered: "Take him down, and go to the medical officer to have a look."

At this time, Wu Sheng and the others also made a stretcher. Hearing this, they hurriedly came to the stage, and when they carried Wang Zheng onto the stretcher, seeing the blood on his face, Wu Sheng grieved in his heart. It was only when there were so many people that he restrained himself and said in a muffled voice, "Go quickly and send Ah Zheng back."

At this time, other people also gathered around, and you talked about each other, and they became concerned.

"How about this young man?"

"Look at the injury, it's really pitiful."

"That shameless pickle, I can't afford to lose!"

"Hurry up and get out of the way." Wu Sheng showed impatience and urged angrily.

He had nowhere to vent his anger, and hated this group of fellow villagers from the same county.

This group of cowards, Ah Zheng stood up for Qingzhou people's face, but he was bullied by this, so many people just sat back and ignored them, what's the use of waiting for the thieves to leave before making a sound?

Looking at the backs of a group of people going away, the rest of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a few long sighs, they also scattered like birds and beasts.

After the hustle and bustle, the crowd scattered and scattered.

The elders bent even lower, and the faces of the young and strong seemed to have a layer of old look on their faces.

Every Qingzhou person is as sleepy as the sun at this time.

When he returned to the barracks, Wu Sheng carefully put Wang Zheng on the bed, wiped off the blood on Wang Zheng with a towel, and was about to ask the medical officer where he was when he suddenly felt someone grab his sleeve.

Looking back, he saw that Wang Zheng was looking at him at this time, his eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

"Ah Zheng, you." Wu Sheng was surprised, delighted, and puzzled.

"Let's not talk about it, who has gone to the medical officer?" Wang Zheng waved his hand and asked.

"Just now I asked Xu Fang to go." Before Wu Sheng finished speaking, Wang Zheng interrupted him, and ordered: "Call him back, if you have already invited a medical officer, just say that I am fine, and send him off politely." go back."

"Brother, why is this?"

Wu Sheng was a little puzzled: "Even if you recover from your injury, it's good to let the medical officer take a look."

"Go." Wang Zheng didn't explain anymore, just raised his eyebrows and waved his hands. Wu Sheng knew that Wang Zheng had made a decision when he saw this expression, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth and rush out.

After he left, Wang Zheng stood up from the bed, walked to the side of the bed, looked at the water basin brought by Wu Sheng, and looked at it silently.

The basin was full of blood, vaguely reflecting a human face, blurred facial features, and a twisted welt.

Just looking at the self-healing effect of Level [-] "Recovery", Wang Zheng thought to himself as he slowly stroked the welts on his face.

"Hope it doesn't get better too soon."

Half an hour later, Wu Sheng and several other teenagers rushed back, and everyone except Wu Sheng was beaming.

As soon as he stepped into the door, the young man named Xu Fang shouted excitedly: "Brother, you have shown your face this time." As he spoke, he raised what he was carrying in his hand, which was a basket of eggs.

"Right, brother is completely famous this time!"

"From now on, big brother will be the number one person in our county!"

"In the county? Directly Megatron Qingzhou!"

Several other teenagers also shouted, each holding rice, grain, raw meat, various vegetables, and a few salted fish.

"A group of folks wanted to visit you just now, if it wasn't for Wu Wuzi who said in a weird way that he would disturb your recovery." Another man named Wu Yuan seemed a little dissatisfied: "Your threshold will be broken."

"Hmph, did you buy you off for this little thing?"

Hearing this, Wu Sheng scratched his neck and said angrily: "Have you all forgotten what happened in the afternoon? These cowards! So many people were scared by ten people!"

As he said that, he looked at the ground and spit out: "A group of eggless people! I was blocked when I wanted to go up."

"You are being held back by your father, and if they get out of the way, can you go up?" Wu Sheng's words hit too hard, causing dissatisfaction immediately, and everyone refuted with words.

"Okay." Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Wang Zheng quickly stopped the conversation and changed the topic: "By the way, are these all gifts from the villagers?"

"Yeah, big brother has earned face for our Qingzhou people this time, and has been wronged again." Mentioning this, the teenagers smiled again, in a good mood. For Qingzhou people who have suffered several disasters, they are very hungry. I'm afraid, it's not easy to be able to give these rations, and it's even more sincere.

Xu Fang raised the egg with a grin: "Just walking along the way, someone cares about it after five steps, and someone gives gifts after ten steps." Pointing to the outside of the house: "There are still some things that are placed directly at your door."

"When I came, some people were already saying that elder brother is the number one warrior in our county." Someone joked and winked: "In the future, elder brother may not need to pay for noodles in Qingzhou."

"In the future?" Wang Zheng smiled meaningfully: "People's memory is not very good, so you can't think about the future, let alone wait for the future!"

The folk customs in the Han Dynasty were simple and simple, everyone respected promises and despised death, and paid more attention to kindness and righteousness.

Wang Zheng didn't explain clearly what he said, but the meaning in his words was vaguely contrary to the values ​​of this world. Everyone who only listened was stunned, and all looked at Wang Zheng suspiciously.

Wang Zheng saw the puzzlement in everyone's eyes, but he didn't want to explain it.

People who honor promises and despise death are always rare. Those who pay for a meal with a thousand gold are those who have never seen the thousand gold at this time, but they can live with a meal that day.

Common people in any era, mediocre people, when facing them, it is more suitable to use profit to drive them, rather than try to use morality to kidnap them.

In the first general election after the war, Churchill lost the throne of prime minister. When interviewed by reporters, he said angrily: "The British are ungrateful!" Then he added: "This is the characteristic of a great nation."

Regardless of whether this sentence is correct or not, it is indeed a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages to be selfish, and humans, as higher animals, are no exception.

Therefore, for most people, it is rare to know how to be grateful, but it is unlikely to last for a long time. People are forgetful, and even more fickle.

Wang Zheng read a sentence in his previous life: "If you want someone to value you or remember you, the favor he owes you is not as good as the favor you owe him. The more you owe, the longer you remember, the more you owe, the more important you are. .”

This statement, at least for the two generations of Wang Zheng, felt that it was reasonable.

Of course, the original intention of coming forward today was to go to Cao Cao and Na Xiahou, and to go to the superior, not to make the people of Qingzhou grateful to him, but in the end he didn't follow his script. Not to mention fame, but also to hate a certain idiot with a background.

Lost in the east, harvested in mulberry, did not get what he wanted, but there was a welt, and thousands of people knew the name of Wang Zheng. In the end, it was still a good deal.

However, he is very clear that for Qingzhou people, the matter of face is naturally not light. After all, it is not as good as survival, and it is far worse. This kind of favor is not big enough, and the shelf life will not be too long.

It must be transformed into real benefits!
Recalling the scene during the day, Wang Zheng secretly calculated the gains and losses. Seeing him preoccupied with thoughts, the people around him held their breath and did not dare to disturb him.

The surname is Xiahou, um. I don’t know how to call Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan, and how close is the relationship with Cao Cao?

With the strength of this guy, it must be very kind to be a colonel when Cao Cao only had one state. If so
Thinking of Cao Cao's trust and importance to his relatives in history, Wang Zheng's eyes darkened and he felt a little frustrated.

There are unprovoked branches, and it may be difficult to hug Cao Cao's thigh.

It's even more troublesome now that it's under someone else's roof
Worried about the deterioration of his own situation, annoyed by the failure of his goals, and mixed emotions, Wang Zheng's mentality was finally out of balance.

But none of these can be told to others.

He paced around the house anxiously until he reached the door, looked up at the sky, and exhaled deeply.

It was night now.

The moonlight is like water, clearer than a thousand years later.

Staring at the moonlight in a daze, the disturbing thoughts in my heart gradually subsided.

"A Zheng."

At this moment, Wu Sheng approached with concern. He thought that Wang Zheng was injured in the afternoon after all, so he should rest earlier. When he approached, he happened to hear Wang Zheng muttering to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Sheng was stunned, unable to understand at all, what kind of bird language is this?
"Ha." Wang Zheng turned his head and smiled at Wu Sheng, and suddenly slapped Wu Sheng hard out of habit.

"Asheng, tell me, what year is it now?"

"Ah, the fourth year of Chu. Chuping."

Wu Sheng rubbed his shoulders and was speechless, and said he was fine, I think you are seriously ill, I don't know what year it was.

Chuping four years, very good!
I remember that Cao Cao was going to attack Xuzhou this year.

What am I worrying about?
If this road fails, then go another way.

Even if the wind blows, life never gives up.

(End of this chapter)

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