Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 33 The Price of Sentiment

Panting and begging, under Wang Hou's shocking eyes, the woman finally exhausted her last ounce of vitality, lying coldly in a large pool of blood with her bloodstained wrist under her pillow.

"what happened?"

I don’t know whether it’s the charm of this era or the sadness. Cao Hongjie, a little girl, came in with the two heads of the villain who had just been chopped off. Seeing Wang Hou’s stunned appearance, she was concerned and anxious. asked.

"injured?"

"I..., I killed the wrong person!"

Glancing at the woman's corpse lying on the ground, Cao Hongjie threw two heads in front of her, and immediately patted Wang Hou's shoulder with bloody hands.

"Don't think too much, even if you don't kill her, sooner or later she will become the ration of these villains, and we will avenge her by killing these villains! Let's go!"

"Patriarch! Cut the weeds and roots!"

On the side, the voice of the guard Wang Congge rang out again, he bowed to Wang Houzhong, and immediately pointed to the corner of the wall, looking at the skeletons of people who had been picked out, his face was numb and dull, his eyes Looking blankly at his little boy, Wang Hou couldn't help shivering.

In "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Wang Hou didn't believe that Cao Cao killed Lu Boshe's family at first, because Chen Gong, the protagonist of the story, abandoned him because of his narrow gentry views, but now, Wang Hou believed it , it can be no wonder Cao Cao, because the whole apocalyptic era is like this, everyone is for himself, life is high or low, in order to survive, he can even eat others without any psychological scruples!
Wang Hou also knew that this was a troubled time, and he had to be more ruthless than anyone else if he wanted to survive!Can!Can you really abandon your humanity?

"It's just a child, no need, take him away, after a long time, he will forget!"

Pushing away Wang Congge, Wang Hou walked up to the boy in a few steps. He glanced at the red bone that had been hung up and shaved off with some trepidation, and put his arms around the boy's shoulders to pull him down first. After coming out, he bent down, forced a smile and asked with difficulty.

"what is your name?"

But as if he was completely stupid, the child just looked at Wang Hou with a numb face, and looked at each other for a few seconds, Wang Hou smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Forget it, come with me! At least I can have you eating, don't worry about being eaten!"

Pulling his hand, Wang Hou turned around and walked out. The child was like a marionette, let him drag him, but when he walked to the door and looked at the woman's body lying on the ground, the boy seemed to be slightly at last. Touched, paused there.

"My father's surname is Xu, and my mother said that I am the last male member of the Xu family."

"Presumptuous! The head of the family took you in! In the future, you will be a servant of the Wang family, and your surname should be Wang!"

Wang Congge reprimanded him fiercely again, he was really a loyal servant, but once again, Wang Hou reached out his hand to stop him, and turned to face the child again.

"The surname is Xu, right? It's a good surname. In the future, you should be called Xu Yue! No matter how difficult life is, you must live happily!"

After a while of shouting and cursing, the boy's face seemed to return to dull, and he just nodded numbly when he heard Wang Hou's voice.

It is estimated that if the soft body of the woman who just died is not dealt with, it will soon become someone else's meal. Although the death is like a lamp being extinguished, it can be regarded as making up for the guilt in his heart. According to Wang Hou's order, these guards put the tattered The pillars of the house were cut off several times, and then firewood was drawn from the fire to light it. Soon, a huge group of raging flames steamed above the refugee camp.

But just as he was about to clap his ashes on his hands and leave, Cao Hongjie vigilantly dragged him behind him, and looked around the already dark refugee camp in astonishment. Only then did Wang Hou see houses, one after another, covered in snow. On the way out, groups of skinny refugees all popped up, looking timidly and complicatedly at their group like meerkats.

"Bold, how dare you encircle the imperial court officials! Get out of here! Otherwise, if the army from the county arrives, you will kill them all!"

Pulling out the knife suddenly, Wang Congge snarled fiercely at the Yangzhou refugees. The blood and ice stained on the knife obviously frightened the few refugees who were close to him and sat on the ground in fear, but the crowd was huge. After a few minutes, the refugees were still watching from a distance.

"Patriarch, it's getting late, let's bid you back to General Li Dian's camp!"

Zhang looked at the pairs of longing and desperate eyes around him. For the third time, Wang Hou patted the vigilant Wang Congge on the shoulder, but pushed him and Cao Hongjie away and walked to the front. The flames were crackling behind him. Burning, covering half of his body in the shadow, paused, Wang Hou suddenly raised his throat and roared dully.

"I, Jinyang Wanghou, have recruited tenant farmers to come here! This is a troubled time, I can't guarantee that you will all survive, but I have a stutter, so I won't let you starve to death!"

The silence lasted for a few more seconds. The small group of men, women, and children in the front knelt silently in the snow. Then, one after another, they knelt down one after another. For a long time, except for Wang Hou and his party, everyone else Not a single one was left standing.

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It only takes more than half a day to ride a horse, but it took three full days to come back, and the process of going back and forth was unprecedentedly tragic. In the ice and snow, there were constantly frail old people, women, and children falling down, braving the overwhelming wind and snow, and even There is no time to bury it, so it can only be covered with frost and snow on the side of the road. The relatives silently worship twice, and then turn around and leave helplessly.

At least 700 people fell down along the way, and there will be a frozen corpse at about 200 meters.

In the history books, when the world was in chaos, the population of China dropped to half, one-third, one-fourth, or even one-fifth of what it was before. Wang Hou still didn’t believe it, but now he does. There were no less than [-] Yangzhou refugees going north, but probably not even [-] could survive this severe winter.

But Wang Hou can't do anything about it, his ability is limited! When he planned to recruit more than 3000 people, his food storage card was tight, but now he confiscated it and stopped, even if so many people were killed along the way, he followed him back. In Xudu, there are still more than [-] numbers, which has exceeded the budget for food storage.

The biogas digesters built came in handy at this moment. In the midst of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Hou would not be able to find so much wood for a while to build villages for the newly recruited tribe tenants. His piece of closed land originally belonged to the Yang family of Hongnong, and the Yang family hated him so much. If it weren't for being so rich, they would have sprinkled salt on the field so that he couldn't cultivate it when it was poured out. A tenant village has been demolished without even a single straw left. The blazing fire from the [-] or [-] biogas ponds that have been built has really become a life-saving straw.

Several large pots were hung on the fire well, and rice porridge was cooked with snow and corn in the pots. Some victims had not touched food for countless days, and had been living on grass roots and bark. The boiling hot porridge couldn't bear it anymore, so they grabbed it with their hands, even if their hands and mouth were red hot, they refused to let it go. In the end, they were forced to do nothing. Wang Ganzi and the others looked at the porridge pot with sticks, and then they came over You're welcome to hit them out with a stick, and the ceramic bowls brought by the palace were used to distribute them one by one, and the order was readjusted just now.

Food is life-saving. After eating a bowl of warm millet, the faces of many people who had already turned black and lead gray finally showed a healthy color of blood.

It's really a matter of interest. Now Zhao Laotian from Zhaojia Village and Niu Wanjin from Niujia Village stopped fighting, but got together to protest in front of Wang Hou.

"Master! This is the dung fire well dug out by the hard work of the men in our Niujia Village! This has blocked all these foreigners, what's the matter?"

A crutch slammed on the ground, Niu Wanjin protested with grief, and on the other side, Zhao Laotian also followed suit.

"That's right, master! The young men in our Zhaojia Village have also worked hard. Now that these outsiders occupy it for nothing, every household in the village is dissatisfied!"

It's really hard to be a leader. This new employee didn't understand it, and the old employee has already started to complain. Fortunately, this is the era of feudal exploitation. Wang Hou, who is in a bad mood, didn't even roll his eyes. Humming with a blunt arm.

"Plow if you want to, and leave if you don't want to!"

"Master, the little ones are your old farmers, how can you say that! It's chilling the hearts of the big guys!"

"You are contradicting the owner of the family! If you don't want to be tenants in my royal family, the old man will go get your household registration and let you go out?"

Always standing with Wang Hou, the old housekeeper Wang Fu also started to scold from behind. Generally, in a big family, the housekeeper is in charge of trivial matters. In the Spring and Autumn Period, they were still called family ministers. When Wang Fu spoke, the two village chiefs finally languished. He apologized a few times in a row sadly, and then retreated in embarrassment.

But to send them away, Wang Fu himself couldn't help bowing anxiously.

"My lord, your family strength is limited, this time you really talked too much!"

Wang Hou didn't know why, but he couldn't help sighing when he saw the victims who were still queuing up to get the porridge.

"But if you follow me, you will live, and if you are left behind, you will die. Thousands of lives!"

Old Wang Fu couldn't help being silent, he folded his arms and watched the crowd. Wang Hou himself was also silent for a while, but after a few minutes of silence, a stern look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Damn it! Don't you just feed 4000 people!"

"Old Wang! Go back today and exchange all the millet in our house for wheat in the market. In addition, we will use cloth to buy iron tools, which will be enough for ten millstones! Beginning this winter, your master, I will do a big job. !"

All of a sudden, Wang Fu felt that he was a lazy, greedy and busy master, as if he was a different person all of a sudden. This might be the legendary bastard spirit!In short, the high-spirited Wang Hou always gave people a sense of trust, as if nothing could trouble him, and Wang Fu straightened his stooped waist slightly, and immediately clasped his fists heavily.

"Old slave, obey!"

(End of this chapter)