The beginning of the war of resistance made the young marshal kneel

And those two people are the ones who can even sell their nieces in exchange for glory and wealth.

What face do they have to live in the world?

Zhang Zongqing is not someone who wants to send his fiancée to be a concubine.

The Lord who can still swallow his anger and let them live happily.

Therefore, Zhang Zongqing did not hesitate at all when signing the order for the execution of the two.

If Zhang Zongqing felt guilty, it was only towards Ma Yu's grandmother.

After all, he personally signed the order to execute Ma Yu's grandmother's two sons.

"Grandmother was ill for three days in a row, during which she didn't want to see anyone, not because she didn't want to see you, but because she was too sad."

"She asked me to bring you a sentence, saying that you don't have to blame yourself, because you are right."

"Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle will kill themselves if they do many unrighteous deeds. The cause they planted by themselves must be plucked by themselves."

"Under the national law, there is no so-called human affection. Grandma was born as a lady, and she is an extremely sensible person."

"She said that she taught two rebellious sons, but it was of no use to the country, but after all, it was her own son, the flesh that fell from her body."

"Seeing you makes me blame myself, and I feel a little more emotional. I would rather watch you turn Huaguo into the country that my grandfather dreamed of."

Ma Yu clenched Zhang Zongqing's hand, and she spoke softly.

She knew Zhang Zongqing's determination and embarrassment.

In fact, no one did anything wrong except her obsessed third and fourth uncles.

Zhang Zongqing smiled helplessly, and he hugged his fiancée Ma Yu into his arms.

"What about you, have you ever blamed me?"

"You all know that if I don't kill your third and fourth uncles, no one will dare to say anything."

Ma Yu put her ear on Zhang Zongqing's chest, listening to the powerful beating of his heart in his chest.

"The Son of Heaven commits the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law!"

"Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle are those who have committed many acts of unrighteousness and will kill themselves. If it weren't for you, how many people would have died at their hands?"

"If the law doesn't treat people equally, who can really convince you?"

"How can you lead our country of Hua to a new world?"

"Let's not say that the third uncle and the fourth uncle deserve what they deserve, and there is no such thing as closeness or closeness under the law."

"Only in this way can we truly convince people's hearts!"

If there is one person in the world who can really understand Zhang Zongqing, then this person is undoubtedly Ma Yu.

Zhang Zongqing pressed his head on Ma Yu's black and beautiful hair.

He looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly spoke.

"Yu'er, after we return to Jinling, let's get married directly!"

There was a warm smile on the corner of Zhang Zongqing's mouth.

If a beautiful woman is like this, what can I ask for if I have a husband in this life?

"it is good!"

Mayu nodded shyly.

She thought of her grandmother on the sick bed, telling her over and over again, "Zongqing will be a very good husband."

"He has a heart of a child. He is in a muddy environment, but he can not be polluted, just like your grandfather."

"The only difference between them is that your grandfather is an ordinary person after all, and it is his limit to save the people of the next county."

"But Zongqing is different. He may be born to save the whole Huaguo."

There is a breeze blowing in the distance, and the land of Sichuan and Shu seems to have regained some vitality.

……

It was the third day after the Lantern Festival when we left Sichuan and Shu Province.

There were fine pieces of rain falling from the sky, but this amount of rain did not alleviate the drought in Sichuan and Sichuan much.

But the rain always brings a glimmer of hope.

Zhang Zongqing took Ma Yu with her umbrella, and walked out of their temporary residence in Sichuan Province.

Sitting in a special bulletproof car, the car slowly moved forward on the muddy road.

As the rain fell, Zhang Zongqing habitually fell into deep thought.

Until Ma Yu gently touched Zhang Zongqing's arm with his fingertips.

At this time, Zhang Zongqing finally came to his senses from his contemplation.

Following Ma Yu's gaze and looking out of the car window, patches of dark masses of people stood in silence along the way.

……

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Chapter 289 Those who win the hearts of the people win the world

They were all wearing shabby clothes and stationed around Zhang Zongqing's car, watching the second son who rescued them from the "abyss" head towards the airport.

Then, the first commoner suddenly knelt down.

Then came the second, and the third!

Swathes of common people knelt down layer by layer along the direction of the car lane like a black tide.

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your life!"

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your life!"

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your life!"

The hoarse voice resounded through the sky, which was the most sincere voice from the hearts of the victims.

As farts, they have always been pawns that the superiors can abandon at any time.

If there is no Second Young Master, their fate is destined to starve to death on an unknown small mound.

Their corpses will be food for wild beasts, and it is unknown where their bones will be scattered.

But now there is a high-ranking person with a "childlike heart" who does not hesitate to kill them.

Suffered more than ten assassinations for them!

He gave them a chance to eat and live.

Even thousands of words cannot express their gratitude.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zongqing felt a turmoil in his heart, and something called "moving" moistened his eye sockets.

It's not just him, but the soldiers of the guard company who followed Zhang Zongqing to protect him, as well as the Sichuan and Shu warlords who were going to fly to Jinling City with Zhang Zongqing.

They were also deeply shocked by the scene before them.

……

The rain was falling, on the way to the airport.

The black crowd fell to their knees on the ground like this, and they could see gratitude and the most sincere gratitude in their eyes.

Behind Zhang Zongqing's convoy were Liu Xiang, Liu Wenhui and others, looking at the people from Sichuan and Shu who braved the rain to bid farewell to Zhang Zongqing.

The Sichuan and Shu warlords who were once famous in this land actually felt a sense of loss.

Liu Xiang, Liu Wenhui, Deng Xihou and others, aren't they the heroic figures in this area?

But after so many years in Sichuan and Sichuan, the people's sense of recognition for them is far inferior to that of the second son who has only been here for a few days.

This feeling made several Sichuan and Sichuan warlords feel unspeakable.

"An ancient sage had a saying, "He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. When I was young, I only felt that this sentence was very reasonable."

"When I was middle-aged, I bit my nose at this sentence. After I took control of the power, I always thought that whoever has a gun in his hand is the grass head king."

"In troubled times, there are many guns in your hands, and the soldiers in your hands are king."

Liu Xiang looked at the people in Sichuan and Shu who were kneeling on the ground in the dark, and said with emotion.

"But now, the actions of the second son have given me a new understanding and understanding of the saying that those who win the hearts of the people win the world."

"I have been in Sichuan and Sichuan for so many years. I have been born in Sichuan and Sichuan, but in all these years, I have never seen people gather together to see a person off."

"These victims who have received the favor and relief of the second son, they will stand by the second son on the way to leave Sichuan and Shu Province, and express their gratitude by kneeling."

"This scene really shocked me!"

Liu Xiang could feel how grateful these victims who survived the severe drought were to the Second Young Master.

Grace of life!

And it's not the life of one person, but the life of two people.

It may be the life of their parents, their wives and children.

This kind of gratitude is enough to make this group of people go through fire and water for the second son.

Liu Xiang even believed that if the Second Young Master gave an order, the group of disaster victims who were pulled back from hell by the Second Young Master would even be willing to die for the Second Young Master.

The king loves the people like a son, and the people respect the king as their father.

People live for a lifetime, if they can send hundreds of thousands of disaster victims off along the way.

Then he might really have no regrets in his life.

Liu Wenhui and Deng Xihou also looked out of the car window one after another, looking at the dark group of people from Sichuan and Shu who were seeing Zhang Zongqing off.

They actually began to feel that they have been in Sichuan and Sichuan for so many years, and they have made no achievements at all, no merits for the country, and no benefit for the people.

"Second son!"

Zhang Dabiao turned his head to look at Zhang Zongqing, with a look of inquiry.

"Stop the car, I'll let them go!" Zhang Zongqing waved his hand, signaling Zhang Dabiao to stop the car.

Then Zhang Zongqing opened the door of the car and let the rain fall on his military uniform.

Ma Yu also wanted to get out of the car with Zhang Zongqing, but Zhang Zongqing pressed him back very intimately.

There are guards holding umbrellas, just to help Zhang Zongqing block the little rain.

But Zhang Zongqing quickly rejected the umbrella handed over by the guard.

He looked at the common people standing in the rain, and then bowed deeply.

"Fathers and folks, get up!"

"It is really an honor for me, Zhang Zongqing, for you to come and see me off."

"The reason why the impact of the severe drought in Sichuan and Sichuan can be resolved is not due to me, Zhang Zongqing, alone."

"After the severe drought in Sichuan and Sichuan, there are still many things that need your help to solve together. The restoration and construction of your home still needs your efforts."

"I hope that when I set foot on the land of Sichuan and Shu again, I will see a richer and more beautiful Land of Abundance."

Looking at the people in Sichuan and Shu who were kneeling under the rain curtain, Zhang Zongqing said very emotionally.

At this time, the iron-blooded and powerful Second Young Master had already disappeared without a trace.

Even the guards who have been with Zhang Zongqing for many years rarely see their second son with such an attitude.

After hearing Zhang Zongqing's words, the victims who could not see the end stood up from the ground.

Zhang Zongqing looked at these simple people, and there were tears in his eyes.

I saw him waving his hand, and said to everyone in a hoarse voice: "Go back quickly, the rain in winter is cold, and it is easy to catch cold!"

"If you get sick because of this, it's my fault."

Everyone just watched Zhang Zongqing return to the car, and the car started slowly and headed towards the direction of the airport.