Humane Yongchang

Chapter 104 There are more good people (seeking Monthly Pass for Subscription)
The next evening.

Chen Sheng, under the escort of Chen Dao, slowly ascended the gate tower of Beicheng.

In the ancient city under the setting sun, there is no smoke and no traffic.

On both sides of every wide long street that is horizontal and vertical, there are unkempt, dead-looking refugees sitting on both sides.

But within the huge ancient city, no human voice could be heard.

Not even a whimper...

They are not dead yet.

But they are dying.

This is natural disaster.

Die, die inhuman.

Live, live rather than die...

Chen Sheng's face was expressionless, and there was neither joy nor sorrow in his clear eyes.

Suddenly, a loud arrow lifted off from the center of Chang'an Square and exploded.

In an instant, nearly a hundred figures rushed out from every corner of the long streets.

Each of them had a bamboo basket the size of a water tank hanging on their chests, and their faces were covered with red scarves.

They were running along the long street.

While running, he grabbed a palm-length bamboo tube from the bamboo basket on his back, and threw them into the surrounding homeless people.

They ran hard.

The steps are so brisk.

Heavy bamboo baskets hung on their bodies.

But it doesn't seem to have any weight!
The homeless people on both sides of the street looked at these big red-scarfed men with some doubts at first, not understanding why they were throwing their bamboo tubes into themselves when they were already so miserable.

Until a homeless person picked up a bamboo tube and found that a section of the bamboo tube had a hole and was stuffed with a rag stopper.

He pulled the rag stopper and threw it out.

The yellow-orange-orange corn flows down like this...

That moment.

The dead long street came to life at once!
It's like countless petrified statues, all of a sudden re-turned into human beings.

They stand up.

Get up with hands and feet.

Crawling forward with both hands and feet.

Desperately grabbing the nearest bamboo tube from him.

Pull out the rag stopper, pour out a little bit of corn, and put it into your mouth regardless of whether the corn is still raw.

It's food!
Really food!
all of a sudden.

Everyone rushed towards the bamboo tubes scattered around.

He grabbed the bamboo tube, hugged it in his arms, turned around, and rushed towards the surrounding alleys with all his might.

Those who didn't grab the bamboo tube, pulled out their legs and desperately chased after those who had already grabbed the bamboo tube.

Riot, imminent!
……

city ​​wall.

Chen Dao frowned when he saw this, and turned his head to look at Chen Sheng.

However, he found that Chen Sheng's face was still full of joy and sorrow, and he could not see any joy or anger.

At this moment, within the long streets, as if they had been rehearsed, dozens of burly men with red scarves and sharp waist knives suddenly jumped out, carrying the long knives along the long streets.

While running, he pulled his throat and shouted: "The red-clothed army distributes food, and those who grab food die!"

Encountered that deaf ears, still persistently grabbing bamboo tubes from other people's arms.

These burly men were not soft-handed, they rushed up and cut off his head with a knife, and continued to run along the long street with them in their hands.

The bloody head made those dazed refugees calm down at once.

A burly man with a red scarf ran along the long streets and quickly disappeared.

Before the homeless people on the long street came back to their senses, another man with a red scarf and a bamboo basket on his chest appeared on the long street.

Still happily running along the long street, he kept throwing bamboo tubes at the refugees on both sides.

But this time, behind these men in red scarves with bamboo baskets hanging on their chests, they followed a burly man with a long sharp knife.

The refugees understood immediately.

Can only grab the bamboo tube on the ground.

You can't grab the bamboo tube in someone else's arms...

"Uncle Knife, are you a little disappointed?"

Chen Sheng on the city wall suddenly turned his face and smiled at Chen Dao.

Chen Dao was stunned for a while, and then nodded honestly: "It's a bit..."

Without looking back, Chen Sheng stretched out a hand and pointed at the refugees who were fighting for bamboo tubes on the street below, and said, "Do you think that most of the poor are good people who are simple and honest?"

Chen Dao thought about it and nodded.

Chen Sheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Actually, the most really good people are the small households in our family who are not enough and have more than others."

"The rich and the noble, the many disasters to the country and the people, and the poor, the cunning and cunning."

"There is a saying that goes like this, "Poorness (***, wealth grows conscience."

"This sentence is not accurate, but most of the time, it applies."

"The reason why most poor people give people a simple and honest impression is just their stupid and shallow thoughts. People like you and I can see it at a glance."

Chen Dao listened to what he said, and suddenly smiled: "Since you despise these refugees so much, why do you still save them?"

Chen Sheng shook his head vigorously: "I'm not saving them, I'm saving myself!"

Chen Dao just laughed and didn't talk to him.

After all, he was also the leader of two to five hundred soldiers in the Youzhou army, commanding one thousand elite soldiers.

How can one not know the simple truth of what the wise and the superior cannot listen to what they say, but what they do?

Between the two talking.

The three-round bamboo tubes have been distributed in all the streets where the refugees gather in the Third Square of Beicheng.

The portion of the [-] stones that belonged to the refugees in Beicheng had already been distributed.

"Let's go!"

Chen Sheng turned and walked towards the stairs going down the city wall: "In a while, the army soldiers should arrive."

Chen Dao followed his pace: "The county soldiers won't snatch the food we sent them from these refugees, right?"

Chen Sheng shook his head: "Unless Xiong Wan wants to provoke civil upheaval, this shouldn't be the case... After all, this food is only precious in the eyes of people like you and me."

"In the eyes of Xiong Wan and the others, this kind of crude food is not fine enough to feed the dogs!"

The reason why he made such a complicated matter of distributing food was just to avoid the county government following the vines and finding the head of Panlongzhai.

Chen Dao nodded in agreement, and followed his pace according to the knife.

However, before the two of them could walk down the city wall, they suddenly heard a loud roar like a tsunami from below.

Chen Sheng and Chen Dao hurriedly walked to the edge of the city wall and looked down, and they saw thousands of refugees kneeling on the wide long streets, constantly kowtowing and crying.

"The Red Army is so kind and great, I have no teeth and dare not forget each other."

"Thank you, Lords of the Red Army, Gao En..."

"...Be a cow and a horse in return."

From their point of view, they could still see that the soldiers in red who were supposed to be evacuated were standing there as if they had been casted on a body-fixing spell, raising their heads and listening quietly.

Chen Sheng looked down at all this expressionlessly, but there was still no joy or anger in his eyes.

Chen Dao looked at him, and suddenly laughed cheerfully: "Look at it, I know what you just said was wrong, there are still many good people in the world..."

(The second volume has a tiger in the heart, sniffing the roses. End)

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