The Great Han Dynasty: From Feng Lang Juxu to the Eternal Emperor

Chapter 28 The Astonished Prefect
This knife landed three inches on Zhao Ce's head, and the scene was frozen under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, and their hearts were horrified.

If he wasn't skilled in sword skills, how could he draw back his strength so freely?

If it went down another three inches, a hundred of their men would have their heads ripped open.

No one dared to think of such an outcome. Before that, they saw Weining as just a new soldier who had been in the army for a full month.

No matter how outstanding his performance is, he is still a newbie on the battlefield. What ability can he have?
But with this majestic blow, everyone threw all their prejudices away, and some were just shocked and solemn.

They are Yu Lin. They have trained for countless years in Chang'an and put in a lot of sweat and effort. Their martial arts skills are not weak.

So they naturally knew the weight of Wei Ning's sword and how terrifying Wei Ning's martial arts just now was.

He didn't use all his strength. Even before the competition, he had never put Zhao Ce in the eyes of Yulin Zuoqi Bairen.

Every move he made was so leisurely and easy that he didn't pay attention to this competition at all.

What is worth paying attention to in a must-win competition?

Zhao Ce swallowed. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and beads of sweat fell to the ground. It was spring in March, but it was like the cold winter of December [-], which made him shudder.

Wei Ning threw the knife aside and plunged it straight into the grass.

"Keep training."

Wei Ning turned around, without saying too much nonsense, just said a light word, and left alone.

Hundreds of Yulin stared blankly at the young man's leaving figure.

At this time, Zhao Ce clasped his fists respectfully and shouted: "Yes! General Wei!"

General?
I was never much of a general.

Weining shook his head.

But he also knew that these hundred Yu Lin would probably not find fault in front of him in the future.

They need strong men to tame them.

Wei Ning completely conquered them with a casual knife, so they called him General from the bottom of their hearts, instead of Lord Xiao Wei before.

There was a brief silence in the back, and Zhao Ce waved his hand: "What the hell are you doing standing there in a daze? Practice!"

Only then did the Yulin orphans react, and they hurriedly lined up and started training seriously.

……

Reputation value +1, +1, +1...

Weining walked in the military camp. The noisy military camp became much quieter. Three thousand infantrymen had completed their training early and were queuing up to have lunch.

The reputation value in Weining's mind kept ringing, and finally it was increased by 100 points.

Remaining reputation: 139.

This should be the reputation gained from Yu Lin just now.

139 points is too few. Now, for Weining, apart from exchanging a few Overlord Bow arrows, he can only add 3 points of attributes to the Red General.

So he didn't use the remaining 139 reputation points.

After having lunch in the military camp, Weining left the military camp with his hands behind his back.

It is worth mentioning that unless they go out to the fortress or encounter a war, generally speaking, soldiers will not wear a suit of armor at all times like in later TV series.

The most inferior leather armor costs 20-40 kilograms per set. No one is a fool. Wear armor to show off when you have nothing to do.

Dingxiang street shops are relatively quiet in the afternoon.

There are not many people walking on the road. Occasionally, you can see pedestrians and merchants passing by, or people haggling in front of the shops.

Weining is tall and handsome, and when walking on the street, he occasionally attracts shy side glances from several young ladies.

In a wide area of ​​​​Shahu Street, people from the Dingxiang Prefecture were setting up tents to serve porridge.The tragedy happened in Dingxiang a few days ago. The Huns invaded Dingxiang. Thousands of families lost their mainstays and hundreds of people died at the hands of the Huns.

Not to mention the houses burned by the Huns.

This disaster has caused thousands of people to be displaced. The government cannot turn a blind eye to these affected people.

Dingxiang Prefecture is organizing porridge soup.

But the ranks of the victims seemed to be gradually starting to riot.

Some refugees were dissatisfied with the porridge in Dingxiang Prefecture, saying that the porridge was too watery. They also made trouble, saying that all the money allocated by the court had been embezzled by the Prefecture.

The prefect of Dingxiang tried his best to explain, but the people soon became riotous.

Fortunately, the prefect of Dingxiang still had some courage and drove away the troublemakers, and the team soon became quiet again.

Wei Ning noticed that many in this team did not look like disaster victims.

He walked slowly to the prefect of Dingxiang with his hands behind his back.

When the prefect of Dingxiang learned that he was from the military camp, he reluctantly started talking to Weining.

The governor of Dingxiang County was called Qin Chuan. Hearing that Weining said he was from Lantian, he was extremely excited because he was also from Lantian.

"Sir Qin, there are so many people queuing up here, and I don't think many of them look like refugees." (Song did not call you "sir" before, which is a clever trick in the book)
Weining asked.

Qin Chuan nodded helplessly and complained to Weining: "How could I not know that there are only a few thousand people affected by the disaster, but the number of people queuing up to get porridge in the past few days has exceeded [-]."

"But I can't help but help."

Wei Ning said: "You can't afford to spend the money allocated to you by the imperial court like this, right?"

Qin Chuan did not deny it, but sighed sadly: "I can't stand it."

Wei Ning thought for a while, grabbed a little yellow sand from the ground, and then the yellow sand fell down his hand. He said, "You can try adding the yellow sand into the porridge water."

"Huh?" Qin Chuan's face changed slightly and said, "Doesn't this make me a sinner?"

Weining said: "At least it can determine which victims are real victims and which are fake victims."

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Wei Ning blankly. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, General Wei."

The reason is very simple. When people can't afford to eat, when they start chewing tree bark, will they still care about whether there is sand in the porridge water?
The amount of money allocated by the imperial court to Dingxiang was not much, and it was almost stretched. Qin Chuan looked at it and felt worried in his heart.

In addition, there were many fake disaster victims who were eating and drinking among them, which made the Qin governor even more angry and felt powerless at the same time.

Wei Ning's words gave him a wake-up call.

Wei Ning said to Qin Chuan: "Master Qin, in troubled times, we must focus on the situation. Once we catch the fake victims, don't just rush them away and end it."

"Deserves a heavy fine."

Weining did not continue. This was not his responsibility. If he talked too much, he felt like he was lecturing the prefect of Dingxiang.

"The humble job is gone."

Wei Ning cupped his hands, lifted his robe and left immediately.

Qin Chuan glanced at Wei Ning's leaving figure blankly, his expression a little complicated.

The young man is young, he is courteous in his dealings with others, and neither humble nor arrogant in his words. The fact that such a talent can be found in the army can't help but surprise the Qin governor.

However, he didn't think much about it and immediately ordered his subordinates to do what Wei Ning had just said.

Several men jumped out unhappily and began to accuse Governor Qin.

But Qin Chuan did not tolerate them this time, and hit him hard in public. The crowd immediately fell silent. The victims were still queuing, but less than half of the crowd silently left the queue.

Looking at this scene, Qin Chuan sighed: "Human nature is driven by profit. Under such circumstances, there are still so many people who shamelessly plunder other people's food."

This is the greed of human nature!

(End of this chapter)