Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

When Zhang Jingwei walked out of the military tent, the flag officers outside the tent immediately became alert.

"What do you want to do?" asked the flag officer.

Zhang Jingwei stared at him without saying a word.

Being stared at made him panic. The flag officer continued, "Master Zhang, I am on duty here under orders from Captain Ji. I will not neglect my duty because of our grudges. Please rest assured!"

Zhang Jingwei asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Le Qian. My parents died a long time ago and I didn't study hard enough. I didn't have a teacher to choose from."

Zhang Jingwei bowed and said, "Nice to meet you, General Le. How do you plan to take revenge on me when we return to Yunzhou?"

The words were too straightforward, and Le Qian didn't know how to respond.

Zhang Jingwei continued, "It's okay, it's okay. I know you won't let this go. Tell me, are you going to complain to my father-in-law, or to the Yunzhou government office?"

"I suggest you go to my father-in-law to file a complaint, because the government office will be extremely busy from now on!"

Le Qian's face was filled with gloom, and he thrust the spear in his hand into the ground.

"Master Zhang, I know you're powerful in Yunzhou, but I'm not afraid of you." He pinched the wooden "chess and card" sticker hanging on his waist and said fiercely, "Although I'm just a minor official in the army, one day I will achieve great success and become a noble and prime minister!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but shudder. The person who said this in the past two days has been locked in an iron cage.

Zhang Jingwei clapped his hands and cheered: "What a great idea! 'Become a marquis and a prime minister'! If everyone thinks this way, then when will there be peace in the world?"

Then Zhang Jingwei asked again: "How old are you this year?"

Le Qian replied, "Twenty is a few months short."

Zhang Jingwei continued, "You are not much older than me, you just take fame and fortune too seriously." He looked at the other person with sharp eyes, as if he could see through Le Qian's heart.

"Do you feel guilty about what happened yesterday?"

Le Qian remained unmoved and sneered, "Humph, I always follow the rules. I never feel guilty about punishing those profit-seeking businessmen! They all deserve to be punished!"

Zhang Jingwei frowned, puzzled as to why Le Qian was so determined to punish those merchants. Was it really just because of the so-called rules? Or was there something else behind it?

"But doing this will only hurt more people. Have you ever thought about how those merchants who have been fined and had their goods confiscated by you will face life?" Zhang Jingwei tried to convince her from another angle.

Le Qian sneered, "If those businessmen still had a trace of conscience in their hearts, my family wouldn't be broken up!"

His eyes revealed a resolute and ruthless expression as he continued, "Actually, I'm usually willing to forgive others, but their attitude towards the poor is completely different. You don't understand. You were born into a wealthy family, and you can't imagine what it's like to see two people starve to death right in front of you!"

Zhang Jingwei suddenly thought of a line of poetry. He then walked unsteadily with his hands behind his back, muttering, "'The rich have wine and meat, while the poor freeze to death on the streets.' That's what it means, right?"

Le Qian shook his head and composed a poem: "It's almost like this: 'Corpses and bones are scattered all over the ground, while the red building is filled with singing and dancing. Eight hundred miles without a trace, Chang'an is happy and worry-free.'"

Zhang Jingwei's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise: "Wow, that's brilliant!"

"The teacher said that my poems are too vulgar and not worthy of being accepted by the elite, but I think that poems should be written truthfully. Exaggeration is just to deceive people!" Le Qian couldn't help but feel proud after receiving the praise.

"I didn't expect that in this small settlement, there would be such a talented person!" Zhang Jingwei patted Le Qian's shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother Le, although I come from a wealthy family, I also understand the suffering of the people."

Le Qian frowned slightly, as if thinking about Zhang Jingwei's words. He thought: Is he mocking me?

Seeing this, Zhang Jingwei continued, "Some businessmen are certainly profit-driven, but we can't generalize."

Le Qian was silent for a moment and sighed: "Alas, I know this too, but the anger in my heart is hard to calm down."

Zhang Jingwei smiled and said, "Fighting violence with violence is not a good way to solve problems. If you are truly committed to serving your country, many lieutenant positions will be vacant after this incident. When the time comes, I hope Brother Le will step up his efforts."

Le Qian looked up at Zhang Jingwei, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded heavily.

Seeing that Le Qian agreed, Zhang Jingwei returned to the military tent with satisfaction.

Mu Tou didn't understand why the young master talked to the flag officer for so long, but he didn't dare to ask too much. Anyway, the young master must have his reasons for doing so.

"Mu Tou, when we get to Yunzhou tomorrow, we won't go back to the Marquis' Mansion. We'll go find Sixth Uncle first, and then go find Sun Yaolang to treat your injuries." Zhang Jingwei suddenly said.

Mu Tou scratched his head and declined, "My injury is not serious..."

"What do you mean it's not a big deal? The cut was so deep, what if it leaves a root of disease?" Zhang Jingwei glared at him and said in a serious tone.

Mu Tou quickly lowered his head, not daring to speak. He was deeply touched, feeling that the young master was so kind to him. But he was afraid of wasting the young master's time, so he wanted to refuse.

"Don't worry, go check on Sixth Uncle's injury first. If it doesn't work, you two can go see Sun Yaolang together. Gao Fei said he is the best doctor in Yunzhou." Zhang Jingwei comforted.

"Thank you, young master!" Mu Tou said with tears of gratitude.

"Okay, go to bed early. We still have to travel tomorrow." Zhang Jingwei patted Mu Tou's shoulder again and said with a smile.

The next morning, Zhang Jingwei and Mu Tou got up early, packed their luggage, and set off for Yunzhou.

Along the way, Zhang Jingwei was in a good mood and was looking forward to meeting his sixth uncle.

He already regarded Zhang Liu as a relative. He only thought of returning to Yunzhou after hearing that his uncle was injured. Otherwise, he would have followed Liu Yanzhi to Gaoyang.

On the way, Zhang Jingwei saw many farmers working hard in the fields, and he was filled with emotion. He recalled what he had seen and heard in the army, and felt more and more that war brought only pain and disaster to people.

Near noon, they arrived at Yunzhou City.

Gao Fei was going back to the garrison camp to report. There were no deaths in this expedition, so he didn't need to report to the government. The few injured ones could recuperate after returning to the camp.

Ji Fubao also returned to the village with his men. The constables from the government office took Han Ye and Wang Ju back to the detention center.

After saying goodbye to them one by one, Zhang Jingwei walked towards the clinic where Zhang Liu was.

Passersby on the street stopped to comment on him when they saw him, and some students even saluted him.

"Zhang Linsheng is truly a role model for our generation. Your story at the Water Defense Camp has spread!"

"It's said that you transformed a village woman into a beautiful woman and used a trick to capture Han Lao Hu. Is this true?"

"I heard that Zhang Linsheng and that captain had a drinking contest and captured the thief while drunk!"

……

Zhang Jingwei was at a loss for words, wondering how this news got out.