The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 65 Taking the Sword
The red paint at the yamen gate was peeling, and even the stone lion had a lame leg.

Zhang Can was dressed in dirt, so Wang Xin asked his young personal soldier to borrow a set of clothes. Zhang Can pushed him away, looking distraught and limping as he walked. The young soldier looked innocently at his own commander, and Wang Xin sighed before following him.

Zhang Can is arrogant.

In the eyes of some people, such people are ignorant, their behavior is ridiculous, and they may even be considered childish.

No matter what outsiders think of him, people like Zhang Can, because of their own pride, are unwilling to follow the crowd and appear to be independent and unable to adapt to society. Wang Xin understands Zhang Can's loss.

"Brother, go back and get some sleep. The sun will still rise in the east. It's no big deal."

These are not the words that comfort people.

In the end it all depends on yourself.

Wang Xin hopes Zhang Can can get over it on his own.

Zhang Can stopped and smiled, uglier than crying. "What have I done wrong? I can be imprisoned or released at will. I am a captain of the imperial court, not someone's servant."

"You're right, that's just the way the world is."

There is no way to survive if you are too serious.

"You'd better be more restrained." Wang Xin patted Zhang Can's shoulder.

Zhang Can laughed bitterly.

He shook off Wang Xin's hand and said coldly, "So you look down on me too."

When the young soldier saw Zhang Can giving his own commander a cold shoulder, his eyes widened. Following Old Man Shi, the young soldier had learned a lot of swear words, and he kept saying the same thing every day. Just as he was about to open his mouth to curse, his own commander slapped him in the face.

The young man looked at his own commander with grievance.

Wang Xin ignored the young man and looked at Zhang Can seriously. "It's not that I look down on you. It's because there are too many sober people in the world. On the contrary, people like Brother Zhang are too rare and precious. That's why I cherish them. I hope Brother Zhang can survive."

Wang Xin always smiles.

Every time he saw Wang Xin, he seemed to care about nothing.

But he does everything well.

Zhang Can was a little jealous at first, but Wang Xin was always magnanimous, so Zhang Can felt ashamed. He had never expected Wang Xin to think so highly of him. He had never been respected so much before. Zhang Can felt a lump in his throat and quickly turned around and left.

"Don't follow me, let me go back alone. I'm used to being embarrassed. In Datong, I was tied up and hung up in front of the whole army, beaten and imprisoned for several days. It's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Zhang Can's back looked a little depressed.

The corners of Wang Xin's mouth twitched, but he really couldn't persuade him.

The young soldier standing behind Wang Xin suddenly spoke up, "Grandpa said that people like Captain Zhang Can are useless. He told me not to be like Captain Zhang Can, but to be like the commander."

Getting bolder and bolder.

Unlike the initial restraint, he dared to tell his own Dusi anything.

Although Grandpa is a good person, Dusi always speaks in a reasonable way, and his words are more pleasant to the ears than Grandpa's.

"Ouch."

The young man covered his head and looked at his own commander with grievance.

"How can you talk nonsense at such a young age?"

People like Zhang Can.

Times of peace are indeed the most useless.

There is only consumption and no output.

Just like in the southeast, the people gradually became richer and were unwilling to endure the hardships of building the city, and the officials were happy to save a lot of money. So when they became rich, they attracted jackals. When the Japanese pirates came, the people who were not protected by the city walls panicked and began to curse the officials in the inner city.

It’s not that there are no smart officials, nor that there are no smart people who can see the crisis.

But this is the general trend.

unstoppable.

It was like it was a peaceful time, trade was booming, and it was the only region in the world where people could eat three meals a day, but land annexation here was getting more and more serious because the people spontaneously wanted to register their own land under the names of the rich, and the rich and the people joined forces to fight against the court's taxation.

So who is right?
Before the interests.

What's right or wrong?

Because I have seen too much, I care too much about gains and losses, so I am unwilling to fight for many things.

The greater the power, the greater the harm.

What if the world is in chaos because of dissatisfaction?
This is the person I despise the most.

If you do something you once despised the most for your own benefit, then who are you?
Hate corrupt officials.

So it’s because the person he hates is not a corrupt official?

"Shi Ping." Wang Xin stopped looking at Zhang Can, turned around and stared at the boy seriously.

The boy was startled by his Dusi's serious expression and said timidly, "Dusi, did I say something wrong?"

"you are right."

The boy was short and thin, his height barely reaching Wang Xin's chest. Wang Xin stretched out his hands, firmly grasped his shoulders, and said solemnly, "You must remember that life has its bottom line. You must never forget this. No matter what the future holds, you must not do anything that harms the people. Otherwise, I will have brought you with me for nothing."

The boy hesitated.

The old man often took him to steal things. He stole several chickens from farmers' homes and was chased and beaten by them.

The boy didn't dare to refuse and could only nod his head heavily.

"Okay, Dusi."

Wang Xin smiled.

Only if I can train one good soldier after another can I feel at ease.

Wang Xin did not return to the military camp.

Wang Xin never looked down on anyone.

Just like a casual remark made by Lawrence Lu, Wang Xin still remembers it vividly: a thief is a villain, but he is smarter than a gentleman. It tells people that if you want to defeat a villain, you must be smarter than the villain.

So I have always kept a low profile.

But I'm not stupid.

What Jia Zheng said and the sudden goodwill conveyed by the governor's son all showed that he had become important.

Under what circumstances.

As a soldier, I have become important.

Wang Xin sighed.

Military Branch 2: Zhejiang Soldiers

Military characteristics: Not generated

Army Morale: +11
Military status: expressionless.

Seeing the changes in the information box, Wang Xin understood Jia Zheng's concerns.

Arrived at the Jia Mansion.

"Lord Xin."

"you are back?"

back door.

The doormen greeted.

Wang Xin smiled and pointed at his personal guards, "Please trouble Butler Zhou Rui to arrange a place for him to stay."

Everyone agreed immediately and enthusiastically pulled the boy to their side.

The young man once again looked helplessly at the departing back of his own Dusi.

Tuobi Villa is still as quiet and the scenery is still beautiful.

Wang Xin strolled here.

inside the house.

Qingwen was surprised, but then complained, "Master, you're treating this place like an inn. You either don't come back for a few days, or you come back suddenly."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wang Xin laughed.

Qingwen felt embarrassed and said, "I'm not tired at all. I'm just a little bored. I went to play in the front." As she spoke, Qingwen's voice became lower and lower, for fear that Wang Xin would blame her.

"Just be careful not to offend others."

Qingwen's thoughts are easy to guess.

After hearing this, Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief and became even more delighted. She remembered something and said, "Miss Lin asked about you. I said that Master Xin was not at the manor, and Miss Lin was a little disappointed."

"I ignored her."

Wang Xin urged, "Please help keep an eye on her. I am considered her elder. Her father, Lord Lin, asked me to take care of her. Lord Lin has been very kind to me. I must fulfill my responsibilities and not let him down."

Qingwen finally understood and smiled.

Wang Xin asked Qingwen to tidy up her clothes, and he took out the whetstone and sharpened his sword by the pool with a basin of clear water.

(End of this chapter)