People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 30 How to be a Thief
Last night's battle lasted for most of the night, but it did not affect the lives of the people in the city much.

After Xu Chen established the authority of the sect at the last market, the Yellow Turbans undoubtedly began to feel awe.

This meant that even if they were not as friendly to the people as their own family, at least they would not provoke them. As the two sides got along with each other, the people saw that the Yellow Turbans were well behaved and naturally felt at ease with them.

So in the battle last night, no matter whether the Yellow Turbans or the government soldiers won in the end, the people would not be afraid and would just go about their lives as usual.

As soon as the day breaks, people start going out to sell things or go out to work with hoes on their shoulders. Their lives are simple and poor. All they need to think about every day is farming and eating, but these two things are not easy.

Especially now that the world is not peaceful, this brings them many uncertain risks.

If the situation becomes more intense and chaotic, they may become victims of the swords of the Hu people, or they may be harmed by various bandits.

Even the government needs to impose additional grain taxes and corvée labor on them, or even directly conscript able-bodied men into the army. The elderly and the weak cannot escape. These people can be used as auxiliary troops to transport food and supplies, or be added to the front line to be consumed.

In short, whenever there is any turmoil, the ones who suffer the most tragic fate are always the lower-class people like them. No one cares how they live, and the carnivores only treat them as supplies to be used and consumed.

When they die, no one will remember their names or what they did, and in the end they will just become a number in some history book.

Ordinary people are also sensitive, and they have already vaguely sensed the instability in the world.

The most intuitive feeling is that the wars around are becoming more and more frequent, the government's grain taxes and corvee labor are becoming heavier, and now even the thieves are directly killing their way into the county town.

If this continues, it is hard for them to imagine how they will live in the future. Maintaining a simple life of farming and eating may be a luxury...

"Have you heard what these Yellow Turbans said? The leader led them to rebel not to become emperor himself, but to let the people of the world live a good life. Is this true?"

In a corner of the county, a few men who had finished their farm work sat on a few rocks, feeling the warmth of the sun and chatting.

The most concerning thing in the county now is naturally the group of strange Yellow Turbans. Although those Yellow Turbans are thieves, what they say and do do not seem like thieves at all.

For some reason, the more they learned about the Yellow Turbans, the more favorable they felt towards them. Now, when they were chatting, they started talking about the things that the Yellow Turbans advocated.

"Didn't they say there were no princes or nobles? This wasn't just a slogan. They were really brave. They almost killed all the nobles in our county. To be honest, I felt a little happy!"

When the man said this, he recalled the scene of the collective execution of the nobles. Then his face turned slightly red, and he could not hide his excitement at all.

The other few people looked at each other, and finally pretended not to see it.

In the past, they would not even dare to disrespect the nobles behind their backs, let alone discuss them so openly.

"I think what the natural way says makes sense. We are all born with two eyes and one mouth. Why can they be nobles while we can only be cattle and horses?"

"Isn't it? If someone else said that they respect equality and defend rights, I would definitely just think it's a joke, but if these Yellow Turbans said it, I believe it!"

"I believe it too. They not only killed the nobles, but also killed their own people who broke the precepts without hesitation. What else can I not believe?"

"These Yellow Turbans are good people, the leader is also a good person, and this so-called Natural Dao is even better to teach, but... do you think they can defeat the Han Dynasty?"

When the last question was asked, the topic was instantly terminated. They looked at each other blankly without saying anything. The atmosphere fell silent, and they began to sigh and shake their heads, looking helpless and regretful.

The reason they didn't speak was not because they didn't know the answer, but because the answer was too obvious. However, this answer made them feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, everyone was no longer in the mood to continue chatting. They carried their farm tools and went home in silence.

This good man, why can't there be a good ending...

At the gate of Zhuo County government office, a man in official uniform stood at the door, looking at the gate, feeling a little emotional.

Once upon a time, I was also a county magistrate and worked in a place like this. But today, I have to report my work to the thieves in the government office as a prisoner. This is really ironic.

If Xu Chen asked him to do something else, he would probably not be willing to cooperate, but for work like curing illnesses and saving lives, he could do it.

There were many more casualties in the battle last night, so Zhang Zhongjing naturally had to stay up late to save them. After treating them one by one, he was still short of a lot of medicinal materials, so he had to come to the government office to make his request.

Among the Yellow Turban captives, only Zhang Zhongjing received special treatment from Xu Chen. He did not even restrict his freedom of movement. Of course, no matter where he went, there were always two Yellow Turbans following him.

Zhang Zhongjing was a little touched by this. He could feel that Xu Chen's respect for him was indeed sincere.

It's just a pity that Xu Chen is a thief...

After shaking his head, Zhang Zhongjing stepped into the office and entered the inner hall without any obstruction. He saw Xu Chen talking with Wang Dang, who had already led the army back.

Xu Chen and Wang Dang stopped talking at the same time and looked over at the same time.

Wang Dang frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Zhang Zhongjing's sudden appearance: "We are discussing important matters, you go out and wait first!"

Zhang Zhongjing paused, bowed and was about to leave, but he saw Xu Chen coming over and grabbing him, then looked at Wang Dang with some blame.

"How can General Wang be so rude? Mr. Zhongjing has repeatedly helped our Yellow Turban soldiers. We should respect him. I don't want outsiders to say that we Yellow Turbans are ungrateful in the future."

After saying that, Xu Chen didn't care how surprised Wang Dang was. He brought Zhang Zhongjing into the house and sat him down, then looked at him very sincerely.

"Xu Chen has always respected your kindness and is willing to treat you as a relative or friend. You just sit here and wait for me to finish my meeting before entertaining you."

Zhang Zhongjing stared at Xu Chen in a daze, feeling a little moved for a moment. He could tell that Xu Chen's words were not just polite talk.

Because he could see it, he felt moved but also a little ashamed.

Xu Chen treated people so sincerely, but I always regarded him as a bandit. This was due to my narrow-mindedness. I never thought that in terms of demeanor, I was surpassed by a teenager.

　The book data is very bad, so I changed the title. From now on, the update will be divided into two times a day, one chapter at noon and one at night, to attract more readers.

　　Another chapter at 8pm tonight

　　
　
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