Except for that woman, no one among the other people stood up again.

Looking at these people, Jia Qu felt both regretful, pitiful, and helpless.

If we say that after Zhang Ji and Deng Li arrested and killed these emerging spies of Cao's army, were there no hidden thieves among these people?

Jia Qu is not so naive yet.

It is obvious that the Cao army has made a lot of preparations to attack Huguan, and these preparations are just to kill a few civilians who are farming, or to disrupt and shed some blood?

For Huguan, the safest way is to kill all these civilians.

Because I can't be sure who has the problem, I just solved all the people who may have the problem.

This method has been reused many times in history.

Killing is very simple.

Even fools can think of it.

But if you want to do better, you can't just use stupid methods.

While everyone was waiting for Jia Qu's next move, Jia Qu ordered to re-establish the registered stall so that these residents could pass the pass and enter the Huguan Pass. As a human being, at some point, they had to choose to do the right thing, rather than just blindly choose to do beneficial things.

If it is just a simple way to clear the world, then it only needs to set fire to the houses and villages of these people. As for where these people will go, there is no need to worry about it. Anyway, once the war starts, these casualties will become a number, just like the memorial after every natural disaster in the feudal dynasty, "Many households die", "Ten Thousands of Thousands"...

A piece of space has been freed between Huguan and Huguan Pass to accommodate these residents.

Jia Qu waved to Deng Li, then turned back, while Zhang Ji stayed to suppress the scene.

Seeing the current people in the farmland are careful and miserable, as if they are fighting to enter the pass and chaotic, beating soldiers and robbing soldiers and armor are not what they did. Since Zhang is full of evil fire, he doesn't know where to send them.

Zhang Ji glanced at him and cursed in his heart. Everyone was so brave when they were tugging with the soldiers. Why didn’t they cooperate with the soldiers to capture the spies of Cao’s army?

It would be fine if you don’t know the words, but when the boss is old, why can’t you even understand the truth?

Not even as good as a woman!

In fact, Zhang Ji knew in his heart that sometimes when he was confused, he didn't know what he would do, but no matter how he understood, he felt a little frustrated, and his face turned out to be coldly. He stood by and stared at the hilt of the knife, which made these villagers even more frightened.

In addition, the uncleaned corpses on the side, and the heavy smell of blood, the corpses of the spies of Cao Jun stood on the wooden stakes under the city, which made the corpses of Cao Jun who had experienced the beginning and end of the scene, and the people from other places who came one after another, clamped their double ties and didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Since Zhang has fire in his stomach, don’t these people have these people?

Not only one or two people will get angry at people who are close to you, but most people will subconsciously have a bad attitude towards their relatives and be kind to outsiders. Even if Jia Qu’s original intention is to let these people avoid the war, these people know that Jia Qu has good intentions, but the pain of losing their homes will still make these people feel angry.

Jia Qu and others have read books and know how much they need to control their emotions and cannot vent their feelings at will, but what about these people?

Zhang Ji swept a few times, took a breath, and shouted loudly: "Since you are the people of Shangdang, you should advance and retreat together and share hardships! After entering the pass, we will abide by the laws and regulations, and we will treat you equally and will never treat you unfairly!"

The people are in a bad situation.

They stared at Zhang Ji, like a frightened sheep.

It’s not that Zhang Ji said something wrong, but that these similar words have been shouted by many officials in Shandong.

Shandong officials all took office in a foreign land, and in a sense, they were "guests".

When working, as the host, you can’t let the guests go to work?

When enjoying, the host should be humble and should not be too slow to treat the guests?

But if there is a "master" who really takes the courage to talk about the ownership of the land and the ownership of various production and living materials, and who is the real "master", the "guest" will immediately turn aside.

So, what is the Cao Cao system in Shandong and what is the Cao army?

What is the policy of Feiqian in Guanzhong and what is the Cavalry Army?

There is no profound concept for these people who are not educated, knowledgeable, and cannot even write their own names, and some even can only draw a cross to represent them.

They just knew that they had some acres of land in Shangdang and were now forced to give up these fields.

Although they may be dead when Cao's army comes, what if Cao's army doesn't kill them?

Although Jia Qu will treat everyone equally after saying this, what if they fail to get their land back?

"General...Our fields..." An old voice sounded among the crowd, "When will we get back to our fields..."

Zhang Ji was stunned.

He had never expected that the first response from these Shandong residents was this!

And many people agreed...

"yes!"

『My field...』

『Mom, I want to go home...』

The crowd suddenly became chaotic again, not daring to move around, but plucked up the courage to shout.

It looks like a horse and a monkey.

Now, what do these people want to do?

Zhang Ji couldn't understand at all.

Do you think they were originally from Shandong, but now that Shandong Cao Jun came over to see his fellow villagers, and they were crying?

Or do you still have to feel that you are a Shandong native and you need to do your duty as a Shandong native and accumulate some manpower and material resources for Cao's army?

Or do you think that Fei Qian, who gave them land, was not well treated well, so why would you rather go back and surrender to Cao Cao?

Zhang Ji felt like he was pressed by a stone in his heart, and suddenly felt a little breathless.

He understood that perhaps the above questions were not correct.

These people are more likely to have a certain level of simple mind and only know how to think about one thing. As for subsequent issues, they will not contact them at all. These people only care about their own interests, that is, they will ignore the snow in front of their doors, even if the cream of others is pressed on their faces.

This is the civil servant characteristic of the small peasant economy.

If you guard one acre of three parts of land, it is their place for life and death, and the entire world.

Such people exist at any time, and even exist in the so-called enlightened and enlightened people. They do not talk about right or wrong, but only discuss things based on personal interests or preferences.

The brother is the best, and it is not easy for capitalists to threaten the author to watch pirated copies. As a consumer, he wears a pair of pants with the company, and sarcastically criticizes those consumers who have bought defective products. He stands next to the foreigners who are jumping in the line and says with his waist on his back and says it's just a matter of giving up. Isn't it really a spirit of humility to be polite to foreigners...

They are all of the same kind of people.

Seeing Zhang Ji's face gradually becoming gloomy, the voices of these people in the village became smaller and smaller...

Zhang Ji understood.

These residents were from Shandong and had not yet transformed into Guanzhong people.

This different characteristics of the Dahan area are usually invisible.

After all, in normal times, these people from Shandong work hard and no different from the people in northern Guanzhong. They will not sweat less, and they will not be lazy at all when they should be put in, but at special moments...

For example, when you meet a Hu people going south, the northerners will spontaneously organize and pick up swords and guns! Even if you don’t have swords and guns, you will have feces forks to hold feces forks and sticks to hold a stick!

The bare hands and fist without sticks are also on!

Why?

Because the people on the northern border have experienced too many wars and cannot survive without being tough...

But the people in Shandong are different.

They have been kept in captivity for too long...

If you go a little further, you will be warned by the shepherd.

If you are bullied and fight back, it means malicious confrontation.

If you want to eat a few bites of grass outside the circle, you are maliciously working and making a living.

Malicious intentions, everywhere, everything.

Zhang felt that in Guanzhong, the simple answers to the people in Guanzhong and the northern part of Guanzhong have a very straightforward idea, that is, to repay kindness and revenge with revenge, to figure out who the kindness is and who the kindness is, to understand who the kindness is and who the kindness is. Once you understand, everyone is just a compatriot who fights side by side and share the joys and sorrows!

However, this concept does not exist for the people of Shandong.

Because under the Shandong system and under the control of the small peasant economic system for many years, there were no one but only their own land.

Just like when later generations saw others jumping off a building, they just jump off a building.

Hey!

Look at the fun!

It's also hot when you die!

Hurry up, while it's hot!

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It was like seeing someone else selling his children in the teahouse, and his mysterious smile appeared on his face.

If someone else dies, it is someone else's own land and a house are everything.

Therefore, these residents from Huguan, Shandong did not ask what to do if the family was killed or injured, nor did they ask the orphans who lost their parents how to arrange their future lives, but asked themselves, their own family...
To be continued...