Chapter 138 Winning People's Hearts
Zheng Fan's opening remarks made all the soldiers in the school a little stunned.
Including those barbarian soldiers, the barbarian soldiers have stayed in the Yan Kingdom for a long enough time. After daily training, they are also forced to learn the language. At the moment, although they still stumble when speaking, they It doesn't sound like a big problem.
But even though the barbarian soldiers were naive, they were still stunned by the domineering and direct opening remarks of their "master".
Huo Guang took a deep breath and breathed it out slowly.
Zuo Jiqian wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
In the school grounds, the majority of criminals were from powerful families. To a certain extent, they were once the elites of the Yan Kingdom. They actually had some suspicions about His Majesty the Emperor’s order to issue southern Xinjiang orders after overthrowing their families. , and this is really easy to guess.
It’s just that everyone instinctively doesn’t think about that aspect, because everyone’s fate is already like this at this time. It’s better to be simple and let yourself fantasize more about earning military merit and liberating your family from slavery. , think longer term, think better, and revitalize the family.
The more desperate the time, the more people long for hope.
Previously, everyone knew that Cuiliu Fort was about to send troops. The soldier in our family, who had to rest for half a month to recover from a cold, was finally going to take everyone to earn military merit. Everyone couldn't wait.
However, since the military gate wanted to speak, everyone should sit down and listen in a polite manner, and then shout a few more slogans to show their determination and just go through the motions.
They know better etiquette than ordinary big-headed soldiers, and they also know how to cooperate better in posture.
However,
when such straightforward words came out from the door of their own army,
everyone was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to cooperate,
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Is it possible to shout together: Thank you Junmen for translating the court's meaning to us?
Why is the truth always hidden? Because the truth can easily hurt people.
Zheng Fan, who was standing in front of everyone, had a smile on his face after seeing this quiet scene.
He is not good at giving speeches, because in his previous life he was a sketch otaku, and due to the category of his works, he rarely had the opportunity to appear in public.
It’s just that in this life, I have experienced a lot and seen a lot, and people’s courage has been developed in this way.
This is a very taboo word. At most, everyone makes a small guess in their hearts, but not many people dare to say it out loud.
Zheng Fan didn't know if there were any secret agents hidden among the powerful prisoners in Cuiliu Fort, but he was not afraid of being reported.
Others need to be low-key, need to avoid suspicion, need to be taboo,
Zheng Fan,
does not need it.
As a person who once broke the prince's limbs, how dare you avoid suspicion and keep a low profile for who to see?
You’ve already done that, why do you still care about a little verbal taboo?
"What I said is the truth, because that's what I think."
The prisoners in the school grounds were silent again.
"But how can I say it? Destiny has come here. I know that you were once young masters and people of status and status. It is impossible to say that some of you have some qualifications."< br>
The designation here does not refer to the grade of the warrior, but a tacit political understanding between the Ji family and the powerful family for more than a hundred years. After all, unlike the Qian State, the Yan State did not have an imperial examination.
“However, the beauty and glory of the past are just smoke in the past. Now, you are prisoners, and your family members have also been relegated to slavery.
They , at this time, he should be working, pounding rice, weaving, living as an official slave. Life, such a life, is really difficult, very tiring, very hard, and it is easy to become disabled.”
The expressions on the faces of the prisoners began to change, and their emotions were being affected. It was gradually inspired, but I don't know whether it was towards the court or... Zheng Fan.
“The imperial court hopes that you will die here, because the imperial court knows, and you yourself know in your hearts, that you hate the imperial court.”
Zheng Fan continued to tell the truth, and the atmosphere on the school grounds began to become more and more weird.
A good opening speech should be high-spirited, throw down a wine bowl and shout slogans, and be majestic and majestic, but Zheng Fan gave a speech that felt like a funeral.
"My lord, have you taken off your clothes?" Xue San looked at the blind man and asked.
The blind man shook his head and said, "Don't compete with the Lord on who can tell stories."
Xue San nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's right."
Zheng Fan took a deep breath and
continued to say loudly:
"However, you are lucky to have met me. Less than a year ago, I was just a Guizhou head;
< br>To put it bluntly, then If I meet you at that time, I will nod and bow respectfully and call you "Master" or "Master".
I am from Beifeng County. That day, I was assigned to work as a farmer transporting grain and grass.
Most of the more than two thousand civilians in the camp died in the desert, but I didn't die. Not only did I not die, I also earned my first military merit!
The prince of Zhenbeihou Mansion wanted to take me as a servant, but I refused!
Because I want to be an official, I want to get rich, I want to live a good life!
Also, don’t laugh at me for being stupid, because at that time I really thought that I was really going to be a servant in the Marquis’ house. I had no idea at the time and was just a country bumpkin!
Later, I tried my best to save the prince. Although I lay in bed for a long time, I felt it was worth it. As long as the person didn't die, it was worth it!
After arriving here, I was the first to lead troops to fight against the Qian Kingdom. I broke into the Mianzhou City of the Qian Kingdom and beheaded the officials in the city and brought them back.
Don't look at the forts and military leaders who are leading troops to the border of Qian State every day to cause so much fun, but they are all eating the leftovers left by me!
I am telling you this not to brag to you, but just to tell you something.
That is,
You are very lucky,
Because you met the same lucky person as me.
Follow me, I can't guarantee that all of you will survive, and I believe you don't believe it either. Death will definitely kill people, but I will make your death worthwhile, and I can make you live as long as possible. Get down more and earn as much military merit as possible.
Follow me, and I can help you quickly help your relatives escape slavery through military merit. Follow me, and I can help you make a comeback faster!
The Zuo family and the Huo family are gone,
but you still have a chance to get back up!
I give you hope. At this time, I am your last and best hope!
However, I have another request for you. This request is very simple. I hope you will listen to it because I have given you such good food every day for the past half month.
That is, if I am still alive on the battlefield, don’t forget to give me a hand when you are running for your lives! ”
“Hahaha…………”
A very serious atmosphere suddenly broke into laughter, and Zheng Fan also laughed.
"Tsk." A Ming, who was behind him, shook his head and said, "My lord used to like to learn from Chen Daoming. Who do you want to learn from now? The Marquis of Jingnan, the Marquis of Zhenbei, or the Emperor of Yan?"
Liang Cheng spoke. Said: "Can't it be...the Lord Himself?"< br>
A Ming's eyes widened slightly and he said: "Well, it turns out that licking the least words can scratch the itch the most."
At this time,
The blind man Bei clapped his hands,
Xiao Yibo and his men brought a basket over, which was full of letters.
In this era, there is no free postage, and delivering letters at the post station is very expensive and inconvenient. Therefore, it is okay to send letters if the distance is short. Once the distance is longer, you can only rely on luck.
"Whose letter?" Xue San asked the blind man.
“A letter from the family.” Blind Bei replied.
Zheng Fan seemed not surprised at all by the basket Xiao Yibo and others brought up. He pointed directly at the basket and shouted:
"This is a letter from your relatives. Not everyone has it, but there are quite a few. I have taken care of both the local government and the detainees. The work is still heavy, and the life is definitely not as good as before. Tired, that’s for sure, but I have tried my best.”
The family has been overthrown, the assets must have been confiscated by the court, and the family wealth and connections have been directly cut apart under the iron heel of the Zhenbei Army.
They are prisoners, and their family members are official slaves. Of course, they themselves are impossible and unable to take care of it. Therefore, when Zheng Fan said these words, the Huo family and Zuo family present The way people look at Zheng Fan is really different.
After all, in this world, not everyone is Xiao Yibo, and not everyone is Jingnan Hou.
The Yan people are not barbarians after all. Although they do not have as prosperous etiquette, culture and moral articles as the Qian Kingdom, the Yan people still value filial piety and love.
They did not choose to escape on the way to escort, nor did they choose to leave after Zheng Fan gave them soldiers and horses. What was the reason?
Isn’t it because your family is controlled by the imperial court?
You know, among the Huo family and the Zuo family, there are many high-level warriors, and that Huo Guang is an eighth-level warrior!
They wanted to run, and they could have done so while being escorted, but they did not run. They still wanted to use their military exploits in exchange for the freedom of their families.
And now,
This military sect has actually helped them take care of things, which is more touching to them than asking them to eat meat every meal.
Huo Guang stood up.
After taking the letter Xiao Yibo handed him, he did not rush to open the letter and read it.
Instead, he slowly He knelt down on one knee facing Zheng Fan.
On weekdays,
It is also necessary to salute,
Even though this military man of ours has been wearing a cotton-padded jacket for more than half a month and looks like a rich man, he still has the proper etiquette.
But this time,
this kneeling,
but with real sincerity.
Zuo Jiqian also stood up. He naturally knew that Zheng Fan was trying to win people's hearts, but he had no choice. As the person involved, after Zheng Fan did this, he knew that he had been tricked.
So Zuo Jiqian also knelt down.
On the school grounds, the members of the Huo family and the Zuo family stood up slowly, then knelt on one knee towards Zheng Fan.
"Huh, blind man, your skills are really good." Xue San couldn't help but admire.
Blind Man Bei laughed and said, "That's not what I meant."
"That's not what you meant, that's..."
Blind Bei actually thought about this method, but he did not mention it in the exchange of letters between Cuiliu Castle and the Sixth Prince.
Because the blind man knew clearly that the Sixth Prince's business and industry may seem huge, but the real balance is not much, because although his surname is "Ji", the protection fee he pays may be higher than that of an ordinary big businessman. many.
The ordnance and war horses of Cuiliu Fort are, to be honest, more luxurious than those of the Jingnan Army. Come to think of it, it is now almost the limit of the sixth prince.
Let him help take care of the members of the Huo family and the Zuo family who have been demoted as official slaves. Firstly, the price is high. Secondly, at this time, it is simply the political correctness of the Yan country to step on the family. To do this now requires taking great political risks.
However, although the blind man did not mention it, since his master came back this time, he began to occasionally read through the letters and information sent by the Sixth Prince, and at the same time he would occasionally go back to the past.
This should be what the Lord asked the Sixth Prince to do. What’s interesting is that the Sixth Prince actually accomplished such an excessive request.
It seems that the relationship between the Lord and the Sixth Prince is really good.
Blind Bei initially thought that he was reading the letter in order to take over the power, but later he explained that he was asked by the Sixth Prince in the roast duck restaurant, "Did you reply to the letter that you didn't even know?" "I've seen it",
This made the Lord a little embarrassed, so he took the time to return and packed some golden sentences to give to the Sixth Prince.
As for helping to do this, will the Sixth Prince be pushed into a few more graves?
This is not something Zheng Fan has to consider.
Scumbag, just ask for it Then he lit a cigarette, turned around and asked: Who are you?
“Our Lord has grown up.” Blind Bei said with emotion.
"Oh, I'll report later." Xue San said.
"Haha." Blind Bei didn't take it seriously.
"I'm going to tell Mowan that you actually want to be his grandfather."
"..." Blind Bei said.
"Half an hour later, we set off. We either don't want to play. If we want to play, we can play something big. I don't know. After coming back this time, your military exploits will be enough for your family. "I am free from slavery"
"I am willing to die for you"
"I am willing to die for you!"
Let's get straight to the point first, and the words are not shocking,
then foreshadowing and extension, then turning, then sensational, and finally, the big picture.
After the speech,
Zheng Fan stopped looking at the scene of the soldiers kneeling towards him,
He just reached out and rubbed his temples.
Sometimes, when routines are used too much, they become useless and you don’t even feel that you are playing routines.
But this feeling of winning people's hearts is really good and can give you a great sense of satisfaction.
Six Niang stepped forward and put the black cloak on Zheng Fan.
“No, I’m not cold.”
"My lord, you just caught a cold."
"No, I don't want a cloak."
Zheng Fan was very determined.
Jingnan Hou’s gilt armor and red cloak are indeed extremely handsome, satisfying people’s perfect imagination of a handsome man.
But Marquis Jingnan is a third-grade martial artist. What is the concept of a third-grade martial artist? Shatuo Queshi, who was also a third-grade martial artist at the time, played the magic circle of love for a long time under the charge of thousands of Zhenbei Army cavalry. lock up.
Therefore, the Marquis of Jingnan could be a handsome man in battle, but Zheng Fan did not have the capital. Even his armor was the same as that of his soldiers.
Zheng Fan was afraid of death, and the battlefield was the easiest place to die.
"Lord, don't worry, I will be by your side."
These words hurt a man's self-esteem a bit. A man actually needs a woman to protect him.
But don’t tell me, if a beautiful lady wants to protect you, it feels pretty good. Straight masculinity also depends on the occasion.
However, Zheng Fan still smiled and said:
"When the time comes, let the blind men die in front of me, and you die in the back."
To Siniang, Zheng Fan's attitude is different.
"Haha, Lord, it doesn't make any sense if I die behind you or not." Siniang said with a smile.
If you die, I may die soon.
"That's right." Zheng Fan also smiled.
However, Zheng Fan is still looking forward to this expedition.
The last time I took Liang Cheng out for a play very casually, but at that time I often thought, if there were Xue San around, if there were blind people around, how would they face these things? After the situation, it will be much simpler to deal with it.
This time, everyone sets out together. Zheng Fan is really looking forward to what surprises these demon kings who have been suppressed for a long time can bring to him.
Other fellow military leaders were like headless flies bumping into each other at the border of the Qian Kingdom, but in the end they didn’t make any noise. This is pretty good. Only with their paving the way can they shine better. .
At this time, Zheng Fan suddenly found that he liked the country of Yan very much. Under the strong power of Emperor Yan and the two princes, Yan at this time was an enterprising country, and it was also the most suitable for the development and growth of ambitious people. country.
At this moment, Xue San walked to Xiao Yibo. Xiao Yibo understood and followed Xue San to the fort.
Xue San walked in front, Xiao Yibo followed.
The relationship between Xiao Yibo and Xue San is very good, because the other adults, Lady Feng Siniang, are beautiful, really beautiful, but Xiao Yibo doesn’t even dare to lie down in bed at night and have sex.
Because it was Siniang who had brought the most terrifying psychological shadow to Xiao Yibo. The other adults were all very arrogant and did not like to talk, but every time they talked to Fan Li, Fan Li would I will take you to chop wood...
Only Xue San spoke humorously, was willing to talk to himself, and had no airs.
"Are you dissatisfied with letting you stay to look after the house?"
"No, this is the trust that the master has in his subordinates."
"Say To be honest."
"A little bit."
"Yes, but someone has to guard the house."
"My subordinates know."
"Well, you don't have any talent for martial arts, but you will be good as a housekeeper in the future."
"genus I understand.”
“Well, by the way, let me ask you again, if after we leave, there is a thief in the fortress, and you and the remaining people will definitely not be able to defend it, what will you do? What to do? ”
Xiao Yibo immediately said:
"My subordinates will immediately destroy the food, grass and weapons in the warehouse..."
Xue San jumped up,
patted Xiao Yi Wave's head.
"Hiss... Sir, did my subordinate do something wrong?"
"Do you think it's easy for us to save this little property? You just burned it when you said it would?"
"Ah... well, what should I do, subordinate?"
Xue San stretched out his hand Pointing to the room in front,
That room was not a room for any adults, but on weekdays, no one was allowed in. Xiao Yibo seemed to feel it when he passed by the door of that room a few times. The chill in my heart.
“When that happens, you just run over here, face this door, and kneel down.”
"Kneel down?"
"Yes, kneel down."
"My lord, kneel down and what next?"
"Shout."
" Sir, what should my subordinates shout?”
"Grandpa, save me!" (End of Chapter)