Not long after.
Those fifty-odd men, their legs still bleeding, walked to the locust tree, limping and looking utterly ridiculous.
Chen Xian said calmly, "Now that you've all fallen to this state, who do you think you should blame?"
There was a man in the crowd whose eyes darted back and forth.
"It's all the bear's fault!"
Chen Xian smiled.
Upon seeing the man's expression, the others began to curse: "It's all this bastard's fault, putting us in such a predicament..."
Chen Xian countered, "Then should he have died?"
Someone chimed in, "Serves you right!"
In the crowd, there was a skinny man who stepped forward and kicked the man hard in the chest.
Chen Xian said to Da Zhu, "Go home and bring us our steamed buns."
Upon hearing this news, some people were so excited that they began to frantically attack the bear.
Before long, Dazhuzi and Erzhuzi brought over a whole stack of steamed buns.
Some people received one steamed bun, some received two steamed buns...
Upon closer examination, it became clear that the two steamed buns were made by the person who had been the heaviest in the hand earlier.
Not long after.
Old Bear was almost out of breath.
Chen Xian snapped, "What are you doing?"
The refugees were bewildered.
"Didn't you tell us to teach this guy a lesson?"
Chen Xian shook his head: "I have never said such a thing. Think back carefully!"
"ah?"
The skinny man's name is Wang Wu.
I'm completely numb.
Chen Xian shouted, "You people are a bunch of murderers!"
"The government has regulations that stipulate that anyone who discovers a murderer can be apprehended on the spot, regardless of whether the perpetrator is killed or injured. There are so many eyes watching here, are you trying to renege on your promise?!"
Wang Wu shook his head and said, "No, we didn't intend to kill anyone!"
Chen Xian stepped forward and kicked away the tattered cloth stuffed in the old bear's mouth; it was already soaked with blood.
The bear was on its last breath.
Fractures throughout the body.
Chen Xian shook his head, looking at the man who resembled a dead dog...
He then went back to discuss matters with Chen Gui, Chen Qingshan, the yamen runner Qian Biao, and his attendant Uncle Mi.
Chen Xian replied earnestly, "Uncle Gui, if the government does nothing, won't this famine continue indefinitely?"
Chen Gui shook his head: "It's hard to say!"
Chen Qingshan: "Does 'floating life' mean that teams like the bears might still emerge?"
After thinking it over carefully, his face turned grim.
Qian Biao said seriously, "If the government doesn't take any action, and there are a few more outbreaks of plague, it's very possible that refugees will flock to the countryside!"
Chen Xian: "Uncle Gui, didn't I say before that the first thing to do to improve the lives of the villagers is to build roads? These people are all thugs, so let's just make use of them!"
Chen Gui said helplessly, "It sounds good. These are all rioters who have seen blood. If they suddenly attack and hurt someone, they are like muskets that could explode at any time!"
"Let me think... what if we put shackles on these people? They're just a bunch of wounded mobs anyway. Let them do some work, give them some hope!"
Uncle Mi gave Chen Xian a deep look, feeling that this guy's actions were absurd and bizarre!
It doesn't resemble a human being.
Chen Xian: "Regarding how to manage people, my subordinates Liu Quan and Ji Mao have a lot of ideas on managing these rioters, and their Beggar Clan brothers are very obedient."
After listening, Uncle Mi's expression suddenly turned strange as he recalled the battle between the Beggars' Sect disciples and the refugees.
Each of those beggar leaders seemed fearless and undaunted.
It's like being poisoned.
It felt like a form of salvation!
Once you're dead, you're dead.
The discussion is complete.
Everyone decided to give it a try first.
Chen Qingshan said in a deep voice to the refugees, "Since you have the guts to rob the village, you should be prepared to be killed in return!"
Besides, we don't intend to kill you. Your next task is to build roads for the village. Any objections?
Wang Wu nodded vigorously, taking the lead.
Chen Qingshan continued, "Alright, I hereby declare that you are now part of Qingxia Village!"
Then he told the women, children, and teenagers who had been watching to go home immediately.
The villagers didn't understand, but they did as instructed.
Then, more than forty followers, five yamen runners, ten Beggar Clan disciples, and more than thirty men from Qingxia Village formed a circle and stared intently at the refugees.
Clang!
Chen Qingshan tossed them a wood-chopping knife!
"So! Are you now prepared to protect Qingxia Village?"
"ah?"
"Pick them up! I'll tell you to pick up your knives and chop off the heads of these thugs who are trying to take over our homes!"
"ah???"
Some people were trembling with fear!
Even the villagers were startled.
Fortunately, he did not immediately question Chen Qingshan.
"That's too brutal!"
"No wonder they made the woman and child leave!"
Chen Qingshan smiled and said, "It seems some people are not willing. Then you are not a person from Qingxia Village, not one of us. Everyone, tell me, if you are not one of us, then what are you?"
Chen Xian: "The enemy!"
"Since they are enemies, how should we deal with them?" Chen Qingshan's tone grew increasingly impatient as he casually cracked his knives and grabbed the wood-chopping knife in his hand!
Wang Wu trembled with fear!
Devil! Are all the people in this village monsters? They're even worse than bandits!
Trembling, he raised the wood-chopping knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and said helplessly to the old bear who was barely clinging to life, "Brother Bear, I'm sorry... I wanted to be a good person, but you forced me, and they forced me too!"
Go to hell!
Brother Xiong stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous.
"you!"
She stared at him with extreme resentment.
But what followed was the sound of bones cracking.
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