Chapter 638

Name:Jun Jiuling Author:Xi Xing
The sudden curse surprised the scholars, but did not scare them.

"What do you want?"

"Who are you?"

The scholars shouted hoarsely.

In front of these surging crowds, even if they were pale, they maintained their proper posture and insisted on holding on.

"Who are we?"

A crowd headed by shouted, with anger in his eyes and pointing his hand behind him.

Behind him was Cheng Guogong's military formation, the soldiers who had encountered too many unexpected things since they left the camp.

"We are what you call Cheng Guogong's sin!"

What's the meaning of this?

"Cheng Guogong didn't obey the emperor's orders, greedy for merit and rash progress, and killed tens of thousands of soldiers for our sake."

"It is for us that Cheng Guogong is cunning, grabs power and loves power, and destroys peace talks."

"Cheng Guogong is belligerent and heavy armed. His soldiers and armours are endless. The National Treasury is consumed. It is for us to waste people and money."

"Cheng Guogong is arrogant and arrogant. It's for us to ask for rewards and fame."

"We are the sinners who made Zhu Shan, the Duke of Cheng, become the Minister of the subjugated country."

At this point, he took a step forward, even though he was ragged, unkempt and had no bearing, but he made the scribe in front of him step back involuntarily.

"If you want to ask the sin of Cheng Guogong, ask our sin first!"

With his voice falling, there was a noise all around.

"If you want to ask Cheng Guogong's sin, ask us first!"

Like the wind and waves in the sea, the surrounded scribes, the people, officers and soldiers can't help but bump physically and mentally.

In the face of the fierce soldiers in iron armor and blood weapons, the scholars who had not been afraid to retreat for half a step, but involuntarily retreated in the cheers of this group of yellow and skinny civilians.

"Who the hell are you?" Asked the scribe.

This sentence makes the surrounding noise again.

"I'm from Baozhou."

"Bazhou people."

"Xiongzhou people."

Countless chaotic shouts echoed, but clearly spread into everyone's ears.

"We are refugees from the north."

Northern refugees.

The so-called refugees are naturally displaced people.

Since the war between Beidi and Jin people, there have been many such people. Now more than half of the beggars in the capital are refugees from Beidi. Everyone knows this identity.

"No, you don't understand." An elderly man with Bazhou accent said, his voice trembling, "you only know the four words of displacement, but you don't know what these four words mean!"

"It means that there is no home, that you don't have enough to eat, that you don't have warm clothes, and that you are worried all day!"

The old man glanced at the people in front of him.

"We'll never have the leisure to watch the excitement like you."

"What's more cruel is that all this happened in the blink of an eye overnight!"

These words aroused the grief of the refugees in the north.

"We used to be as good as you."

"The gold thief said he would kill it."

"Everything is gone if you say no."

Listening to the sobbing stories of countless people, the people present couldn't help feeling sad.

The officers and soldiers on duty and scholars on duty were slightly frightened. In the final analysis, it was just a group of displaced civilians.

"It's all war, and the people suffer." A scribe said, looking at these people step forward, "so this is the crime of Cheng Guogong Xingbing..."

Before he finished, he was spat by the people nearby.

"Hoo Hoo!"

This is a toothless old woman with a cane in her hand and a strong accent.

"If it hadn't been for Duke Cheng and his soldiers, we would have died a long time ago. We wouldn't be able to live a stable day. How can you say something stupid when you look at your fine eyebrows?"

"Yes, that's nonsense."

"If Cheng Guogong hadn't fought against the gold thieves with these good soldiers, there would be no good life for us."

"You've had a good life for a long time. I don't know how you came."

"Say such heartless words."

"Do you think it's a good day for you to stand here and watch the excitement?"

"That's because how many soldiers will block the thieves for you and how many people die."

The former scribes dare not speak back, and they are not only afraid of the previous random voices, but also afraid of the other random voices.

They retreated and the people on this side entered.

"Do you know what war is?"

"Have you seen hundreds of soldiers go out and only one or two come back?"

"Have you seen the sword and gun of the gold thief? Cut off half of his body with one knife."

They shouted angrily, and someone simply ran to the nearest soldier.

"Little brother, take off your armor and let them see."

The soldier who was suddenly called out was a little dull.

In fact, they have been at a loss since they were besieged and questioned.

"The first team of camp a, remove armor and undress." A loud and clear female voice came from the army.

Even though he was still a little dull, he immediately dismounted without hesitation when he heard the sound. There was a clatter, and the armor was removed. The dozen soldiers standing in front of the people looked a little thin.

They didn't stop. They didn't care that there were women among the people present. They took off their robes and * * * * their upper bodies.

The movement was so fast that the yeller almost didn't react.

"Look at them..." He turned back and said, pointing to these soldiers, he also looked at them, and suddenly stopped, looking a little unbelievable.

Because of his words, everyone looked here and saw that these soldiers who had no armor and robes to cover the background had lost their power, and their figure was not even as majestic as the forbidden army on duty here.

But the increasing surprise of the people was not because of this, but because of the crisscross scars on their bodies.

More than a dozen people, tall, short, fat and thin, ranging in age, but the same thing is that they are all covered with scars, including knife and arrow injuries, new and old injuries, shallow and deep. I never thought that a person could bring so many injuries and so many injuries are still alive.

The noise all around stopped.

"They hurt so much..." the man standing next to the soldier finally spoke again with a complex look, "I didn't expect it."

He did think that soldiers, especially those in the north, were likely to be injured, so he wanted to ask the soldier to take off his armor and let everyone see if they were injured.

He didn't expect that there were so many injuries, nor did he expect that these dozen soldiers were like this, so these soldiers...

He looked into the army.

Everyone thought of this and looked at it.

The other soldiers in the military array are all wearing armor. How many bullets and arrows have they gone through and rolled at the gate of hell?

"Say they are greedy for work and belligerent. Who is not human?" The man's cry suddenly rang out, pointing to these soldiers and angrily looking at the people, scholars and students, "go and covet one!"

Accusations rang out again all around.

Scholars, students and the public took another step back.

"There's no need to discuss peace early. It's better not to fight." I don't know who gave a voice unconvinced.

This did not refute the northern refugees, but once again attracted a spat.

"Early negotiation? Do you know how this negotiation came about? It didn't come from the wind! It came from war!"

"If Cheng Guogong didn't frighten the gold thieves, or if the soldiers fought hard to repel the gold thieves and didn't dare to offend, they would take the initiative to negotiate peace when they were crazy!"

"Not only will they not negotiate peace, but they will go south with iron hooves and be unscrupulous!"

"Are you people in Beijing stupid? Don't you know this truth?"

Listening to this overwhelming curse, the people in the capital turned red. In addition to fear, they were more ashamed.

Yes, why don't you understand this truth? Why do you forget who has been guarding the border for more than ten years, so that they can come here for more than ten years.

Otherwise they would be like these northern refugees.

Seeing these refugees haggard and embarrassed and thinking about the day they just described, the people in the capital couldn't help shivering

On such days, they don't want to lose heart and go crazy. They think that Cheng Guogong and officers and soldiers are guilty. Isn't this going to ruin their good days?

These scholars!

The people in the capital instantly looked at the scholars and scholars, turned around at the same time, and stood with the refugees in the north.

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Sorry, I'm going to recheck and change my dressing. It's one watch today.

Thank you, shame.