"Then he must have done something else, then Miss Song will kill him."

Seeing that these people began to face the Song family, the servant of Cui's family said, "no matter what, song Ziyu's life is to pay for his life. Then there was the song general, who was loyal, brave and upright. He did not know the law and violate the law. He covered up his daughter and buried Zhou Yu in a disorderly burial post. So, he's not a good man either. It is said that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Miss Song probably learned from him! "

What he said implied that song Ziyu was careless about human life and learned from her father, Song Heng. Song Heng was a man who regarded human life as grass root.

Although Tieniu has no culture and does not know the words, but it also knows the meaning of Cui's words. "No matter what others think, I think general song is a good man. At any time, he is a hero in my heart. It is he who has resisted foreign enemies and defeated the barbarians in the northern region, so that I can live and work in peace and contentment."

When other people heard Tieniu say this, they could not help thinking that the song general had never done anything wrong except to cover up his daughter. What's more, the man was right. It was song general and his soldiers who threw their heads and blood on the border and defeated the barbarians in the northern region. Only then could they live a stable life.

Even if he was wrong in covering up his daughter, he could not deny his contribution to Dongchen state, nor could he be a hero.

A middle-aged man with a square cap and a Confucian shirt touched his moustache and said, "anyone who is not a sage can be faultless. General song is also a man, and naturally he will make mistakes. However, we should not deny that he is not a good man or a hero of our Dongchen state just because he made a mistake. "

"That's right." Many people nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the servant of Cui's family glared at Tieniu, drank up the tea in the tea bowl, and left with a copper plate.

Tieniu smiles, and his task is finished.

He was a pickle factory worker. Yesterday they were all ready to go home, but Mr. Lu went back and forth, gathering together all the articulate people and saying that the owner needed their help.

The boss is the best one in the world. He gives them the highest wages, gives them such good meals, and gives them big red envelopes every new year and festival. Because they can work in the owner's factory, their home is getting better and better. They have more money to send their son to school. They are duty bound to help them when they need help.

Mr. Lu also said that he couldn't tell his boss what he wanted from them. If someone told them to let outsiders know, their wages would be halved.

All of them said they would not speak out and swore in front of Mr. Lu. However, Mr. Lu also said that as long as they help their owners and do not disclose their help to their owners, they will receive an extra salary of one or two silver this month.

Mr. Lu also taught them how to help their owners. Early this morning, everyone entered the city.

Song Heng was scolded, and those soldiers who knew him well could not bear it, especially the wounded soldiers who retired. At the beginning, the general sold his fields and rewards and gave them to them. How many generals can do this? In recent years, whenever they met with difficulties, the general did not say that he would not help.

They can't bear to be called hypocrites by people who are so good generals and love heavy generals.

Therefore, some wounded soldiers near the imperial city entered the city, corrected their names for their generals and spoke for their generals.

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