As Wang Meng deepened his understanding, he found that under the cavalry, farmers could obtain land acres and harvest farmland. As long as soldiers worked hard, they would have military achievements and rewards for land. The same is true for craftsmen and doctors. Master craftsmen and doctors could even get government funding to open a workshop or pharmacy in a certain county!

Work hard, it turns out that you can really upgrade...

All of this shocked Wang Meng far beyond the slogans in Shandong.

What are these people thinking and doing? And what are those people in Shandong thinking and doing?

Wang Meng couldn't bear to break the things he saw, like flowers blooming in bloody storms. Because of the cruelty and blood around him, Wang Meng turned himself in, betrayed his original origin and his original world.

Perhaps Wang Meng did this right, making him feel that he could face the people like the cavalry in peace, but deep inside him, another insect was biting and tearing him to death, making his heart bloody...

This insect has the words "loyalty" written on the left and the words "filial piety" written on the right.

A big man has raised insects for three or four hundred years, but he will die without being stiff.

Although Wang Meng was lying flat, he was still conscientious!

This is very troublesome, making him unable to bear his promotion and wealth, or a happy life is based on the flesh and blood of others.

Perhaps some people feel at ease, but Wang Meng is unable to sleep.

"Where are you from?" Wang Meng asked the Hussars on duty outside the tent.

The soldiers on duty outside looked at Wang Meng, perhaps because they had received the order to treat Wang Meng well, but they did not have a bad attitude because Wang Meng was a spy from Shandong. After hearing Wang Meng's question, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "I am from Liangzhou."

"Then you..." Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, "Why did this...at the Cavalry?"

"What else can you do if you don't join the cavalry?" the soldier said, "Either sheep or you just join the army... If you join the sheep, your life will be over... Running with the sheep during the day and sleeping with the sheep at night, and looking for ewes without a wife, you live like a two-legged sheep... There is still hope for joining the army, and there is no hope for herding sheep..."

"Hope?" Wang Meng murmured.

"Yes, hope." The soldier raised his head slightly, something flashing in his eyes, "I send all my military pay back to my parents. If I become a soldier for a few years, I can build some land and build a house... It's not the kind of earthen house, it's a real house with Daliang! Then my parents can live in... They will never have their own house for the rest of their lives..."

Wang Meng was silent. He saw the brilliance he had never seen before in the soldier's face and eyes.

The simple glory is something that Wang Meng has never possessed before.

Wang Meng suddenly wanted to cry, and his father and mother never owned their own house in their lifetime, including Wang Meng himself. Because in Shandong, the land belongs to the landlord, everything on the land belongs to the landlord, and even the wood, stone, soil, etc. used to build the house belongs to the landlord.

Wang Meng’s parents rented the landlord’s land, rented the landlord’s house, rented the landlord’s plow, and everything was rented by the landlord…

It seemed that at this moment, Wang Mengcai suddenly remembered that his parents seemed to have thought of wanting a house of their own, but it seemed that his parents would stop talking about this matter soon.

Later, his parents died.

In the early years, his parents cried when they died, his sister cried when they were arrested by the landlord to pay off their debts, he cried when he was beaten up and covered in blood, and when he had nowhere to stay, but soon, he stopped crying.

Because of hunger.

Half-year-old boy, I'm starving to death.

When I’m hungry, I don’t even have the energy to cry.

To eat in one bite, Wang Meng did a lot of things, many, many...

Now those things suddenly hit the heart one by one, which made Wang Meng realize that he had deviated from the road he had expected from his parents.

Wang Meng's parents hoped that the path he would take was simple, but not simple either.

His parents want him to be a good person.

Good man.

Wang Meng grabbed his head. Why did he forget about this?

Why haven't I remembered it for so many years?

What have he been thinking about and doing for so many years?

It seems that everything he does has nothing to do with the word "good man".

He does everything just to live, to eat in one bite, to make money...

Fraudulently cheat and prostitute, gambling and stealing.

He forgot how his parents died, how his sister was captured, and everything.

"Ah, you have to be a good person..."

He laughed and beat the tenant farmers like his parents in order to get a commission from the landlord.

Because someone told him that making money is not shabby.

"My son, I need to be a good person..."

He laughed, going in and out of the prostitutes who were sold into the kiln like his sister, in order to be as refreshing as he was at that moment.

Because someone told him that he was different from what he was, what was the big deal?

He also blamed all this on his parents' inability to work and his own poor bloodline according to those words.

Didn’t you see that the parents of the high-ranking officials and nobles in Shandong are all high-ranking officials and nobles?

He also believed that he had no future, he was a naturally humble mud leg, a dog who deserved to roll in the garbage dump.

It was not until now that he suddenly heard the words of his parents before their death in his mind, "Be a good person..."

"I've been... over the years..." Wang Meng grabbed his head in pain, "What are you thinking...What are you doing..."

The soldiers on duty outside the tent were stunned for a moment, "Are you doing it? What's wrong?"

『Ah...hehe...』 Wang Meng smiled bitterly, 『It's okay...it's okay...ah, by the way, I'll ask you something, if you do something wrong, how can you become a good person again?"

"Have you done something wrong?" The soldier frowned and then replied as expected, "Go to apologize first and see what compensation can be done. It's like owing a debt, and it's enough to pay it back!"

"Apology, compensation, be a good person?" Wang Meng repeated.

"Yeah!" The soldier nodded.

"But if..." Wang Meng said halfway and stopped.

"What?" the soldiers asked.

『…』 Wang Meng waved his hand, 『Nothing…』

The soldiers were a little confused, but were quickly interrupted by another thing.

It's time to eat.

Wang Meng was under house arrest, so food and other food were sent to the tent.

For some reason, Wang Meng had no appetite and waved his hand and said he would not eat it.

The soldiers on duty were unhappy and thought Wang Meng disliked the food. "What's wrong? The food is not attractive yet? These are all delicious foods! If it weren't... you wouldn't have eaten it yet!"

Wang Meng looked at the soldiers and was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Yes, you are right. It's my fault, my fault, my fault..."

Wang Meng stopped saying anything, started eating in big mouthfuls, and soon finished the meal.

But strangely, after eating the meal, a chopstick could not be found.

The soldiers on duty didn't care. After searching around the ground, they couldn't find it, so they didn't continue searching and left with a plate.

The next day at dawn, the soldiers on duty discovered that Wang Meng was dead.

Wang Meng used the chopstick to pierce his throat and wrote a few words on the ground with blood.

He wanted to pay off his debts, go to the nine springs, and pay off his debts to those he killed.

Because his parents said that he finally wanted...
Chapter completed!