My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 989 What you hear is false, what you see is false, and even the Master's teachings are false! Am I a child, and I am still guessing?

The horse's hooves stepped on the brand new cement road, making crisp sounds.

This unprecedented novel experience filled the warhorse's huge eyes with curiosity. From time to time, it would secretly change its running rhythm to feel the touch of the solid road surface, and then secretly glance at the knight behind it.

Seeing that the knights were still chatting and laughing, the war horses had more fun, and some even raised their front hooves and stomped heavily on the ground. Then the knights pinched their abdomens, and they quickly continued to run obediently.

"What a magical road! Is this the cement road Mr. Liu mentioned?"

"What a prosperous city! This place looks even more lively than Xianyang City!"

"There are so many people! Their faces are all rosy, I think they can all eat their fill!"

On horseback, Ying Fusu was excited about horse racing with Ying Chengjiao at first. When he was tired, he became addicted to chatting with Ying Chengjiao. However, as the team approached Chang'an Township, Ying Fusu's attention was attracted by the scenes before him.

Due to the cold weather, the laying of cement roads was not smooth. Even the areas around Xianyang City had not been completely paved with cement roads.

However, a solid and wide cement road had already crossed the Weishui River from the south gate of Xianyang City all the way to the north entrance of Chang'an Township, giving Ying Fusu a very novel travel experience.

But soon, Ying Fusu's attention was completely occupied by the village in front of him.

Five years ago, Ying Fusu came to Chang'an Township at the behest of Queen Dowager Huayang.

Chang'an Township at that time left a deep impression on Ying Fusu, because although the people here also had pale faces and ragged clothes, their eyes revealed their longing and yearning for the future. The number of children and old people also far exceeded that of other villages Ying Fusu had visited.

Four years later, Ying Fusu passed by Chang'an Township again when he was on his way to the pig farm in Du County. At that time, although the clothes of the people in Chang'an Township were still patched up, there were few people in rags except for the children. The longing and yearning in people's eyes gradually turned into satisfaction and happiness of enjoying a better life.

Today, Ying Fusu came to Chang'an Township again after half a year, but was surprised to find that the houses near the edge of Chang'an Township in his memory were now located inside Chang'an Township. The area of ​​Chang'an Township is much larger than that of most county towns. The people gathered at the north entrance of the township had brilliant smiles on their faces and bright lights in their eyes.

As the team accelerated forward, deafening cheers also rushed to Ying Fusu's eardrums.

"He's back! The Lord is back! The men are back too!"

"Hurry up and reheat the soup. It's still cold in spring. Let your Majesty and your men have some hot hometown food first!"

"Hurry and report to my wife, and prepare to welcome the king!"

"Don't get in a tizzy! Those who have men ready to fight, move forward; those who don't have men ready to fight, step back!"

When Ying Fusu took a quick look, he couldn't even count how many people were gathered at the entrance of the village, waiting to welcome Ying Chengjiao.

Ying Fusu could only see several figures with missing arms and legs appearing in various places in the crowd, shouting and giving orders, and the people followed suit and lined up in neat rows without any chaos.

Ying Fusu could only see many children being lifted high above their heads, their chubby, round little faces filled with happy smiles.

Ying Fusu could only see hundreds of old men standing closest to the road. Although their hair was wrapped in black cloth and they were only wearing coarse linen clothes, their faces were still ruddy, and the common people around them were very protective of them.

Ying Fusu couldn't help but murmured: "The old will have a place to live, the strong will have a place to work, the young will have a place to grow, the poor, the widowed, the orphaned, the lonely, and the disabled will all be taken care of."

“Isn’t this the era of great harmony?”

"We welcome the king's army with food and drink. Isn't this a sign of the people's loyalty?"

"Five years ago, Chang'an Township was different from other places, but it was still just an ordinary township after all."

"What on earth has Chang'an Township experienced in the past five years that it has reached the peak of its prosperity!"

Ying Fusu was not surprised that the people of Chang'an Township were loyal to Ying Chengjiao. If the people of Chang'an Township were not loyal to him, Ying Fusu would have been very surprised.

But the scene before him, where the poor, widowed, lonely, disabled and disabled people were all happy and well fed and well fed, really touched Ying Fusu's heart.

What was the purpose of Ying Fusu's hard work every day? What was the dream that the Confucian scholars pursued?
Isn’t this the prosperous era of Datong before our eyes?
Ying Fusu never expected that the prosperous era that he had been racking his brains to figure out how to achieve had actually been achieved by Ying Chengjiao!
However, Ying Chengjiao poured cold water on Ying Fusu: "The Master said: At first, when I met people, I listened to their words and believed their actions. Now, when I meet people, I listen to their words and observe their actions."

"This can be said to be true, but what you hear is not true."

"But can we tell a person's heart by looking at his actions? Is what we see really what we see?"

"How do you know that the poor, widowed, orphaned, lonely, and disabled in Chang'an are all cared for? How do you know that the elderly in Chang'an have a place to live and the young have a place to grow up?"

"Have you ever personally walked into Chang'an Township and confirmed each house one by one, or have you ever found many trustworthy villagers to patiently ask, or have you ever taken the bamboo slips from Chang'an Township and made judgments based on numerology and records?"

"My uncle only needs to order the poor, widows, orphans, lonely people, and the disabled not to go out, and then order the elderly in the common people to wrap their hair with black cloth and pretend to be ordinary people, and he can create this scene effortlessly."

"How do you distinguish true from false?"

Ying Fusu was stunned for a moment, and then his heart felt cold.

Because Ying Fusu discovered that if Ying Chengjiao really did what he said, then Ying Fusu would not discover the methods used by Ying Chengjiao at all, but would only be immersed in the beautiful dream of the prosperous Datong era and feel extremely excited!
Ying Fusu looked at Ying Chengjiao anxiously, fearfully, and somewhat at a loss, and asked, "Did my uncle really do this?"

Ying Chengjiao grinned at Ying Fusu: "Guess?"

Ying Fusu: ...

Am I a child? I am still guessing?

Well, I am indeed a child, but is it fun for you to tease a child like this?

what? !

Children have human rights too!
Ying Fusu bowed helplessly and said, "I really can't guess it, please tell me clearly, uncle!"

Ying Chengjiao blinked: "You can't guess?" "Then your uncle won't tell you either!"

Ying Fusu: ...

I have never seen an elder who likes to bully children so much!

Ying Chengjiao still had a sly smile on his face, but he said seriously, "What Uncle Nai told you is just Uncle Nai's own thoughts, and it may even be misleading to you."

"How can you believe it so easily?"

"When you encounter something you don't understand, asking others for help, isn't that just another form of laziness?"

"Whether Chang'an Township is the prosperous era in your eyes or not, you should dig it out by yourself. Only in this way can what you find be true."

"How Chang'an Township has come to where it is today is something you should explore on your own. Only by doing so can your findings be correct."

"Your uncle will have the Chang'an Township Office cooperate with you. If you have any questions, your uncle will be happy to answer them for you."

"Uncle Nai won't tell you the answer."

"Uncle Nai hopes to hear your own answer!"

If it was an ordinary eleven-year-old child, let alone listening to such a long speech from Ying Chengjiao, he would probably have started crying the first time Ying Chengjiao acted funny!
But Ying Fusu fell into deep thought, and then nodded vigorously: "My nephew will dig and explore carefully."

"I will definitely give my uncle Fusu's answer as soon as possible!"

Ying Chengjiao smiled softly: "Remember to hurry up, your uncle will check your homework before you leave for Qi!"

If Zhang Liang were here, he would have rolled his eyes to the sky.

But Ying Fusu bowed his hands solemnly and said: "My nephew will not disappoint my uncle!"

However, when Ying Fusu raised his head again, he found that Ying Chengjiao had not returned the greeting at all, but had already sped up his horse and rushed towards Chang'an Township.

"wind!"

Running ahead, Ying Chengjiao shouted excitedly.

The soldiers behind Ying Chengjiao roared in unison: "Wind!"

The ordinary soldiers in the rear and the elders and villagers in the front, no matter what they were doing or saying, all stopped what they were doing and shouted in unison:
"Gale! Gale! Gale!"

"Whoa~~~" The warhorse neighed, raised its front hooves, and then stomped heavily to the ground.

Ying Chengjiao stood on his horse, bowed to all the villagers and shouted: "In the past, 3,792 men followed me to the battle, defending our land, fighting against the rebels, and protecting our country!"

"Today, I lead 3,536 men to return triumphantly! Back home!"

"You have entrusted your father, your beloved, and your son to me, and I will not let you down."

"This battle is a great victory!"

"In terms of merit, great profit!"

Ying Chengjiao's words exploded among the crowd like a depth charge, and the villagers' cheers soared into the sky:
"Long live the king! Long live the Qin!"

Life is getting better and better, and what they care about most is no longer how many military merits their men have achieved, but whether they can return home alive.

The survival rate of 93.2% has set the highest survival rate in all of Ying Chengjiao's expeditions!

How could they not be happy!

Looking at the smiles that came from the heart in front of him, Ying Chengjiao couldn't help but smile as well.

It’s so great that I don’t have to carry truckloads of fellow villagers’ ashes back home and face the desperate eyes of those who have lost their loved ones!
"My Lord, it's cold in spring, drink some hot soup first!"

"Bafu, you want to drink too? Why are you refusing? Just drink if I tell you to!"

"Come on, come on, have another chicken!"

The excited crowd rushed to Ying Chengjiao and the triumphant soldiers, handing the hot soup and food to the soldiers.

Ying Chengjiao was not polite either. He casually took a bowl of soup from an old man and drank it all. Then he said loudly, "My mother is still waiting in the mansion, so I won't stay any longer."

"Five days later, the Chang'an Palace will hold a celebration banquet, and everyone in the village, young and old, must come!"

"Then I will drink and chat with you all!"

Riding his horse slowly, Ying Chengjiao arranged for a celebratory banquet to be held at his residence in five days, while chatting with familiar fellow villagers about family matters.

Many villagers who moved here in recent years were a little overwhelmed by Ying Chengjiao's close attitude.

But the old villagers who had lived here for a long time were already quite familiar with it. They chatted with Ying Chengjiao while accompanying him back to Chang'an Junfu.

Finally, the familiar gate wall appeared in front of Ying Chengqiu, and the figure he had been thinking about day and night came into Ying Chengqiu's eyes.

Ying Chengjiao no longer cared about maintaining the people's hearts, he dismounted and strode forward, shouting happily:
"Mother concubine!"

(End of this chapter)