The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 232: Want me to be a thief? Let my fiancé come and tell me! (5 Rewards Plus )

Upon realizing that he had entered his memory, Shen Le's first reaction was to lower his head and observe himself, looking left and right, and even raised his hand to touch it.

Very good, he was not wearing a wedding dress, women's clothing, or a phoenix crown. Even if Hong Jiayi was staring at him and trying to force him to wear women's clothing, Shen Le didn't want to try!
After confirming his situation, he had time to observe his surroundings. At first glance, he did not see the young girl;
The second time, I didn’t see the scholar;
The third eye...ah, it's still on the top of the city...

It actually started broadcasting from the place where the link was disconnected last time? Shen Le was slightly surprised. What was even more surprising was that he heard a loud laugh from the top of the city, followed by a roar:

"A real man shouldn't fight back on his own, but rely on selling his own women to survive? You are still alive today, did you sell out your mother?"

Ah this...

Shen Le thought around for a while before he figured out that the person speaking on the city wall was probably cursing the bandit leader as a "son of a bitch".

At this time, the sturdy man who had spoken had already raised his arm and shouted loudly:

"beat!"

Bricks, stones, and even tiles were thrown at the bandits who were roaring and trying to rush up the city wall. The man on the city wall was cursing and beating them, shouting:
"You ****!"

"All he thinks about is stealing money and women!"

"Brothers below, I know that some of you are being coerced - your leader doesn't care about filling your stomachs, but only wants to snatch women for himself. Do you want to follow such a person?"

"Kill him! Kill him! Take his head and surrender, and you'll still be a good citizen!"

Although these shouts and scoldings failed to immediately shake the bandits below, they did a good job in maintaining the morale of the people on the city wall.

After repelling the bandits' attack and returning to the city center to discuss matters, he was the first to speak out and firmly oppose:

"Selling out our own people in exchange for the bandits' withdrawal? The first time they asked us to sell the girl, the second time, they'll ask us to sell out the soldiers in the city, and the third time, they'll ask us to surrender the city!
——By then, we will all be traitors, and our entire clans will be exterminated even if we die!!!"

Well said! Shen Le cheered him on with his fist clenched.

After this barrage of criticism, the leading figures in the city, no matter what dark thoughts they had, could not speak out, and could only echo the crowd, saying that they would never betray their own people.

Shen Le also breathed a sigh of relief, walked briskly out of the hall, and sneaked to see the girl. The girl had put down her lady's airs, changed into short clothes, and patrolled the mansion every day with a knife:
Three times a day, once in the morning, once in the evening, and once before going to bed. In addition, the servants and strong women were gathered together and trained hard:

Don't expect them to suddenly become masters, at least they should be able to resist a few attacks, be able to run away. Or, when the bandits rush in to kill them, they won't be weak in the knees...

The days passed quickly. Day after day, some people were injured, some were disabled, and some never came back.

What is most frustrating is that the food supply in the city is decreasing day by day.

No matter how frugal the common people were, no matter how much the wealthy families used up their stored grain, they could only turn "only ten days' worth of food" into "only eight days' worth", "only five days' worth", "only three days' worth"...

"Without food, the young men on the city walls have no strength to swing their swords." After another exhausting resistance, the meat eaters in the county town sat together again:
"We have to find a way. Either we fight to the end at all costs, or..."

Open the city and surrender, or hand over the person the bandit leader wants.

"Are there any reinforcements?" The clerk of the county household office hung his left arm around his neck, full of anticipation.

The county magistrate's body was half covered in blood, his right arm was exposed, and his sleeve was cut off halfway on the top of the city wall. He didn't care at all, but just shook his head slowly:

"I sent three groups of people out. The most powerful detective in the county, the thief leader, and my personal bodyguard - until now, there has been no news at all."

"Does the imperial court no longer care about us?!"

"Do we have to die before reinforcements come?"

"I knew that old guy..."

Everyone present was talking and cursing, but there was nothing they could do. They had to resist, and they had to resist at all costs. They all knew what the "cost" was.

Those who can sit here are all scholars. The food in the city is running out. The price of continuing to resist is clearly written in the history books:
"They exchanged their children for food, and used bones for cooking... They sent out their concubines and killed them in front of the three armies to feed the soldiers... They rounded up all the women in the city; when they were all gone, they took the men, the old and the young, and ate 20,000 to 30,000 people..."

Do we really have to go this far?

Is it really worth going this far?

Is there really someone in this county who has such prestige and persistence and can lead everyone to resist to this point?

If not, if it cannot be done, then the result will still be the fall of the city, or surrender...

"If you really want to surrender, you might as well..."

A low whisper spread among the crowd. With a bang, the young scholar smashed the cup and glared at everyone:

"For your own safety, you betrayed an innocent woman. You can say such a thing, but I am ashamed to be associated with you! I will tell Miss Lin to run out of the city and fly away. Don't come back!" Shen Le couldn't help but smile. Very good, he thought, even if the whole city betrayed you, as long as this one person didn't betray you -

"Oh, how can you say it's for your own safety? It's obviously for the people of the city!" Immediately, an old scholar sitting above him, a retired county teacher, proudly retorted:

"For the sake of the lives of the people in this city, for the loyalty of the country, she is just a woman, what can't she not give up? In the past, Zhang Xun killed his beloved concubine to entertain his soldiers, and the history books passed down his name of loyalty and righteousness--"

"Miss Lin is my wife! My fiancée!" The young scholar's voice became louder and louder. How can a wife and a concubine be the same?
A wife is equal to me, husband and wife are equal, what I have, she has, all my honor and status are shared with her;

Concubines can be bought and sold, they can be given away as gifts or exchanged. A wife and a concubine are completely different!

"Well, I'm not asking you to kill her." The old teacher stroked his beard and spoke in a more matter-of-fact tone:

"She also sacrificed herself for the people of the city. If you have feelings for her, when she comes back, you treat her well and don't despise her, isn't that enough?"

"Killing bandits and protecting the people is a man's job, why should he sell a woman like her!" The scholar was even more indignant. The old teacher shook his head with confidence:

"No, no. If the city is captured, how can she, a woman who is specifically wanted by the bandit leader, survive alone?
——Since she cannot survive alone, isn't it only natural to use her to save the lives of the whole city?"

"Teacher, since you taught me before, I will call you teacher for the last time." The young scholar's chest rose and fell, and finally, he threw his hands in hatred:

"Miss Lin is my fiancée. She has done me a favor. I will never sell her out in this life. If anyone dares to do anything to her, I will never forgive him!"

He was a juren, a young juren, a young juren who had the potential to pass the imperial examination and become a jinshi - even if he failed to pass the imperial examination, he was still qualified to be an official.

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent. The county magistrate had been shouting and commanding on the top of the city wall for a whole day, and he himself had been stabbed twice. He was now exhausted and leaned on the table, nodding off.

The clerks in the household and clerk's offices looked down at their toes and dared not say a word.
Only Miss Lin's adoptive father, Mr. Jiang, coughed and stood up to pull him:
"Alas, we don't want to send her away. If I really hurt her, wouldn't I be heartbroken? My dear son-in-law, calm down. Let's think about whether there is any other way--"

He dragged the scholar out the door, and before leaving the hall, he turned around and winked at everyone in the hall. The scholar was furious, but it was not easy to disobey, so he just stopped and looked back at the last step before leaving the hall:

"I would rather fight against the bandits on the city wall myself than send her away! Instead of sending her out of the city, I would rather give her weapons and armor and let her fight on the city wall with me!"

Behind him, a group of meat eaters looked at each other without saying a word. Shen Le's heart sank a little bit as he watched:

Is this a combat issue?

This is a food shortage problem!
The problem is that there is no reinforcement!

It’s a problem that the people in the city are not united and don’t want to take risks!
What’s the point of just saying “I disagree” if the fundamental problem isn’t solved?

However, no matter how much he shouted or how much he knocked, he couldn't get the news out at all. The girl continued her patrol, martial arts training, and servant training until one day -

"Young lady, please leave quickly! Leave quickly!" In the middle of the night, a little maid in her teens, whom Shen Le recognized as the one who accompanied the young lady to her wedding, rushed in and woke her up:
"They said they would hand you over to the bandits outside the city! They said the bandit leader promised them that if you handed you over, they would withdraw their troops!"

"what!!!"

The girl was startled. She reflexively grabbed the steel knife beside the bed, leaned forward, and grabbed the little maid's arm:

"They? Who are they? - Where's Ah Heng?!"

"No, I don't know..."

The little maid shook her head with tears in her eyes:

"I heard from the kitchen staff... They said they were going to put a knockout drug in your food and send you out unconscious..."

The girl's face darkened, and she quickly dressed, tied her hair, and put on her slingshot and marbles. Just as she was about to go out, she heard footsteps outside, and a large group of people had arrived:
"You knew already?"

The one leading the group was the owner of the mansion, Mr. Jiang, whom she called her godfather. At this moment, the middle-aged man with a big belly had a flash of surprise in his eyes, which then turned into confidence:
“Since you know, I will not hide it from you… Miss Lin, the bandits have been besieging the city for a long time and there is no food in the city.

The leader of the bandits has said that if he can capture you, he will immediately rescue you. Please consider the fate of these days and be righteous and save the people of this city——"

He bowed deeply and bent to the ground. Behind him, a group of men, women, old and young, bowed in unison:
"I beg you to be righteous and save my family and the whole city—"

The young girl's face suddenly turned pale, and then immediately turned red. She grabbed the steel knife with her backhand, and with a clang, she drew the knife out of its sheath:

"Where's Ah Heng? Ask him to come and talk to me!!!"

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