The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 253 Eating Yellow Cake

Wang Xin invited the Taiji to eat yellow cake.

The yellow rice cakes, soaked in broth, slid smoothly down their throats and into their stomachs. The Taijis swallowed them in large mouthfuls and quickly finished a plate.

Wang Xin was not stingy; he provided plenty of yellow cakes, allowing the Taijis to eat to their hearts' content.

I ate three plates of yellow rice cake.

Batel finally slowed down, inwardly despising Wang Xin.

There wasn't a single speck of meat in it.

That's really stingy.

"Batertaiji, aren't you going to eat?"

On the main seat.

Wang Xin looked at Batel with a smile.

Seeing Wang Xin's smile, Batel breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied, "General Wang, I have already eaten."

"That's good."

Many people were also relieved.

General Wang seemed to be in a good mood and had no intention of dealing with them.

It is truly a person's reputation reflected in their actions.

I originally thought Wang Xin had a good reputation and should be a person who valued integrity, but who knew he was even more of a bandit than a robber, with no sense of morality whatsoever.

They lured people in and then killed them.

But the victor is king, and the loser is a bandit.

Who made this person successful?

No one could do anything about him; instead, they had to watch his every move. They were forced to retreat step by step, with nowhere left to go, and could only let him lord it over them. No one dared to turn against him.

Wang Xin glanced at the group of Taiji.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

Zhai Wen, sitting to Wang Xin's left, looked around at all the Taijis in the room and couldn't help but sigh at the sight.

The Taijis weren't like this when Feng Yong was in power.

They are the ones who are arrogant and domineering.

"Yellow cake is made from yellow millet. In the north, wheat is grown, but in many areas of Datong, millet is still grown because millet is drought-resistant, heat-resistant, salt-alkali-resistant, and has a short maturity period. Datong has an arid climate and is often cold, so wheat, which has a higher yield, is not grown. This is why yellow cake is different from those grown elsewhere."

Wang Xin picked up a small piece of yellow cake and easily swallowed it in one bite.

The only sound in the room was his voice.

The Taijis all perked up their ears.

No one dared to interrupt, and no one dared to lose focus, for fear of missing a single word.

Even though no one was interested in yellow cake.

“Datong is a good place outside the Great Wall, but it is not a good place in the interior. Instead, it is a barren and arid mountainous area.”

Wang Xin put down his chopsticks.

He glanced at the Taijis again and solemnly said, "Ordinary people have it tough."

"The general is right."

"The cold weather came earlier this year than in previous years."

"General, you may not know this, but even Dabansheng has been hit by a snow disaster, with snow falling half a month earlier than usual."

You say something to everyone, and I say something.

The atmosphere became lively.

If only there were wine, I could take this opportunity to toast Wang Xin. In any case, if I could please him, I wouldn't suffer any loss, Batel thought regretfully.

"Battle".

Sudden.

When he heard Wang Xin call his name, Batel was startled.

"What are your orders, General Wang?"

Batel forced a smile.

now.

He'd rather be nobody.

Wang Xin said in a cold tone, "You are now the most powerful Taiji in the Shanyu region. Do you know that a band of Hu bandits has emerged in the Shanyu region and killed many herdsmen?"

The lively atmosphere from just moments ago vanished instantly.

Many Taiwanese felt a chill run down their spines.

Some people hesitated to speak, while others lowered their heads. Batel looked around at Taiji and could only say solemnly, "I have heard about this matter, but please let me explain, General."

"You know that's enough, no need to explain."

Wang Xin waved his hand.

A squad of armored soldiers immediately entered from outside. Batel was startled and jumped up from his seat, reaching for his weapon, only to realize that everyone had surrendered their weapons before entering.

He glared at Wang Xin with resentment and shouted, "General Wang, what do you want to do?"

He looked to the other Taijis for help, as if they had all agreed on the principle of mutual dependence, which didn't need further explanation.

really.

Some Taijis are making moves.

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble will die."

Wang Xin's threat was completely ignored.

"Does the general intend to kill us all?" Finally, one of the Taijis could no longer sit still and began to resist, but he dared not use force and chose to argue his case based on reason.

"It's not impossible!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even the Taiji, who had chosen to wait and see, dared not hesitate and stood up to ask, "Are we honest people who abide by the Zhou Dynasty's rites not allowed to stay?"

A team of fully armed soldiers.

Batel's punches and kicks were useless, and he was subdued by several armored soldiers.

The other Taijis dared not make a move, they only kept an eye on Wang Xin.

There was still some disbelief in everyone's eyes; they didn't think Wang Xin would do such a thing.

Wang Xin also stood up.

Zhai Wen was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He was very familiar with Wang Xin, yet he was also so unfamiliar with him. He couldn't see through this man's thoughts at all, and his thinking was completely out of sync with theirs.

Wang Xin didn't care what others thought.

He glanced at everyone and finally couldn't help but sigh.

"There are many honest people, and the herders who died were all honest people."

“Bater, I know your ambition. Your current respect for me is only because you are not strong enough. Continuing to endure and relying on the fertile land of the Shanyu region will be beneficial to you.”

"You know, I know."

Wang Xin doesn't play tricks; he speaks the truth.

The other Taijis didn't know how to refute it.

Batel was pinned to the ground, unable to move, but he could still speak, shouting, "General Wang has no evidence; you can always find a pretext to frame me."

"Hahaha."

Wang Xin couldn't help but laugh, and he laughed very loudly.

Everyone in the room was looking at him.

Looking at Wang Xin laughing, Zhai Wen felt a sense of fear rising in his heart.

Everyone says this man is a loyal minister.

But is this person's behavior outside the Great Wall truly that of a loyal and law-abiding official?

For a moment, thinking about Wang Xin's actions, Zhai Wen tasted a different flavor. Wang Xin's actions were actually unruly and audacious, but this person had his own style.

"Is the general speechless, and can only cover it up with laughter?"

Batel struggled desperately, but finally gave up. Not daring to give up his last chance, he said, "If the general kills me like this, no one will be convinced, and you can't kill everyone on the grassland. It will only bring endless rebellion to the grassland."

Batel's words gave the Taijis hope.

They didn't want to live a hard life.

But there was no road available, so they had no choice but to lead their tribe onto a nomadic path.

The band of barbarian invaders were a major headache for Zhou's army.

By the time.

No matter how powerful Zhou's army was, the continuous attacks on the grasslands were ineffective.

So this is their hope.

As long as Wang Xin understands the bigger picture, he shouldn't act recklessly.

Unless he's a brute.

Was Wang Xin a reckless brute?

No one believed it.

Zhai Wen was the first to disbelieve it. If Wang Xin really intended to kill Batel, Zhai Wen was prepared to intervene.

To save face for Wang Xin, I can find a reason to take Batel to Datong and imprison him. In short, I can't let Wang Xin do whatever he wants.

In his haste, Batel strained to lift his head and caught sight of Zhai Wen's movement out of the corner of his eye, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maintaining the status quo is not only in the best interest of ourselves, but also in the best interest of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

I believe the people of the Great Zhou understand this principle.

Wang Xin was just a guerrilla general; it wasn't his place to make decisions.

(End of this chapter)