Chapter 227
As an intelligence officer, Wang Yuqing's duty is to collect intelligence and pass it on. Whatever decision his superiors make after the intelligence is reported has nothing to do with him.
Looking at the reports on the table, it was hard for him not to associate them with the intelligence he had submitted. Not long after the military intelligence about the invading army's southward advance was passed on, there was a plan to blow up the dike to stop the invasion. He didn't know how many invaders would be drowned, but he knew that the number of civilians who drowned was definitely more than the invaders.
Which idiot made this decision? Is his head made of donkey shit? He made the decision without thinking, and hundreds of thousands of civilian lives were sacrificed. Why did he shout "Save the People" if he didn't take human lives seriously?
Wang Yuqing was deeply confused. Was it wrong for him to join the army and serve his country, and go underground to pass on intelligence? If he hadn't passed on the information, would this have happened?
A pair of eyes flashed through his mind. When he asked the man to help pass on the message, those eyes looked at him quietly, as if they had something to say. In the end, they just silently agreed to his request and helped him pass on the message.
Does that person know everything? He knows the consequences of passing the news, so he is hesitant to speak. Yes, he is a monster, he must know it, why didn't he tell me? I was a little confused for a moment.
The serious consequences made him fall into the responsibility of bearing the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. He instinctively wanted to shift the blame to others, saying, "No, that's not right. It was me who asked to be promoted. It's not anyone else's fault."
Even as he thought this, he couldn't help but want to understand what the man's hesitation in his eyes meant. Did he really know something, or was he just guessing?
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A hand-painted sign with stage pillars stood outside the theater, with colorful lights on it. This trick was learned from the Shanghai Grand Cinema.
Today is the day when Jiangcheng's famous star will be on stage. The tickets were sold out early, and the theater was already crowded with people before the show started.
"Peanuts are available. I'm selling peanuts."
"Want some cigarettes? Hardman, Old Knife, the new foreign cigarettes."
This is also the time when vendors do their best business.
Every time Yuan Caidie performs on stage, a specific box on the second floor will be reserved. No matter whether the big sponsor comes or not, this seat will always be reserved.
There was someone sitting in the box today, and someone immediately notified Yuan Caidie who was putting on makeup backstage, thinking it was the legendary big money sponsor.
Yuan Caidie, with a face covered in grease paint, went up to the second floor and saw someone sighing. His eyebrows were almost wrinkled into pimples. She thought it was Uncle Lu who had turned back into a human, but how come it was this guy?
The thick oil paint on Yuan Caidie's face hid his impatience. Not to mention the old man in human form, he hadn't seen the old man in black cat form for a long time. He didn't know whether he had gone out to fool around or was caught and taken home. He really wanted to see the old man.
"Do you think he knew it a long time ago? He definitely knew it a long time ago. How could he not know?" Wang Yuqing drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, just like drinking wine.
"Hey, you are such an ungrateful person. People helped you so much, but you blame others afterwards. It was you who asked for help in the first place, and now you blame others for not telling you. The result was not what you wanted, so you put all the blame on others." Yuan Caidie even wanted to slap him, and she was looking for recognition from him.
"You, the scholar, have played the game of eating with the bowl in hand and cursing at your mother when you put it down. Even an actor like me knows that if you ask for something, you will get it. You have to follow through on your decision even if you have to kneel down. You are not the one who pushes the responsibility onto others."
Wang Yuqing was stunned by his scolding. He simply couldn't face the fact that the displacement of hundreds of thousands of people might be caused by the information he passed on. If the other party had reminded him, he might not have...
"You are blaming the wrong person. For example, in those operas where the concubine is arrested, the man is wrong. What is the relationship between him and the concubine? If you have the guts, you can blame the invading foreigners and the people who were flooded. But you blame a person who helped you at your request, but it's only because you don't dare, you coward." Yuan Caidie cursed harshly. He didn't have much friendship with this man, but because they both knew Uncle Lu, he was definitely standing up for that man.
"I don't know who you are, nor what you did, but I know that man never even stepped out of that yard from beginning to end. Are you blaming him for those lives?" Yuan Caidie stood up angrily. As an actor, he knew how to repay a favor. Just because he looked like an old friend of that man, he was taken care of ever since. He has had a smooth career on the stage since then. This is something many people envy. He would not be an ungrateful person because he had done him a favor.
"Instead of whining here, why not go and see the refugees outside the city and do something within your ability to see what the people you are blaming are doing? They are much more useful than you, huh." After saying that, Yuan Caidie turned away, too lazy to give him another look.
Wang Yuqing, covered in dust, came out of the theater and met Chen Sheng's worried eyes.
"Brother Wang, are you okay?" Mr. Chen has always admired literate scholars and respected Mr. Wang, who is now his breadwinner. Seeing that Mr. Wang is in a bad mood these days, he is naturally worried, but he doesn't understand why Mr. Wang is so depressed.
"Nothing." Wang Yuqing shook his head. "By the way, have the refugees outside the city experienced anything unusual these days?"
"Refugees outside the city? I know." When Chen Sheng said this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Before, because the situation in the city was tense, Wang Yuqing didn't dare to show up casually, so he asked Chen Sheng to go out and get information. However, he trained Chen Sheng well in this aspect. Now Chen Sheng knows everything that happens in Jiang City.
"Someone paid the refugees to build a manor, providing them with food but no money. If they worked half a day, they would get one meal, if they worked a full day, they would get two meals. If they didn't want to work anymore, they could leave. They gave them a chance to survive."
The conditions are quite harsh. If you don't get paid for the work, the laborers who have income in the city will not go if they are tired. It is definitely a way for those refugees who are about to starve to death to survive. Even if you pay them, those refugees will have no place to buy food. This is truly doing good.
"Brother Wang, who do you think hired the workers?" Chen Sheng kept the question a secret, then answered without waiting for anyone to ask. "Everyone's guessing it's Mr. Yuan's financial backer. The one who hired the workers is the beautiful housekeeper, who brought a few other women with her to manage the business. Everyone says it's Mr. Lu who wants to settle down here, so he's building a house in the mountains. I heard he bought a large piece of mountain land from the city government, and there's a whole box of gold. The housekeeper brought it to the City Lord's Mansion. She's quite impressive."
In Chen Sheng's eyes, when ordinary people buy a house and land, it is the men who are the pillars of their lives who make the decision and run around. If a woman comes out and buys land and does the work like a man, it is very remarkable. The mysterious financial backer is surrounded by powerful people.
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