Hu Yin looked at the row of heads on the street and a group of trembling bandit leaders from Ding Jin's tribe. He just frowned slightly, then bowed and stepped forward:
"General Han, if you want to punish me for retreating without authorization last time, you can only kill the officers, but not implicate others without authorization... and you are not allowed to massacre the people in the town!"
"Brother, you are joking. The emperor is right behind us. How can we easily massacre the whole town?" Han Shizhong agreed quickly. From what he said, it seemed that if Emperor Zhao had not been not far behind him, he would have really massacred everyone.
But after getting the promise, Hu Yin said no more, but accepted Han Shizhong's invitation and sat side by side with him on the chair prepared in the middle of the street.
After both parties sat down, Han Taiwei was still enthusiastic: "Brother, yesterday I heard the emperor say that civil officials do not love money and military officials do not fear death. I was shocked and thought that if this were the case, the world would be peaceful. Unexpectedly, today I actually saw a civil official who does not fear death. I really respect him."
Let's not talk about how awkward it was for Hu Yin, the founder of the Hunan School of Thought, to be called brother or younger by a 20-year veteran of the Western Army. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous, and frowned for a moment: "Taiwei, do you think that the emperor means that civil officials don't love money and military officials don't fear death, so civil officials can fear death and military officials can love money?"
Han Shizhong was slightly startled: "Isn't that so?"
"If Han Taiwei thinks so, I'm afraid you can only stay with this jade belt and military governor in this life, and forget about being crowned as a prince like Guo Ziyi." Hu Yin replied coldly. "Generals die in a hundred battles, and warriors return after ten years. Are all the generals dead? This is called intertextuality!"
Han Shizhong was stunned and a little flustered, but he held his belt tightly and asked seriously, "What is intertextuality?"
"That is to say, the government believes that civil officials should at least not love money, but if they are not afraid of death, that is also very good. For military officials, not fearing death is the minimum requirement, but if you want to surpass those who love money and become a prince, it is best not to love money." Hu Yin answered calmly. "Please don't make a mistake, General Han."
"Is that what you mean?" Han Shizhong became more and more flustered.
"Yes." Hu Yin continued to speak seriously. "General Han, there are some things that I cannot say much because I was a close official in the imperial court. But now that I am the Imperial Censor in the Palace and have seen with my own eyes that you are indeed a great general, I cannot help but say it... Have you been a little proud and frivolous these days because of your hard work in the Shouzhou victory and because the emperor has given you a special esteem?"
Han Shizhong opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say.
"Also, in fact, with today's spoils, I know that with the emperor's kindness to you, most of them will belong to you. But since the emperor has decided in Shouzhou that day that the spoils should be returned to the public and then a precedent of unified distribution, if you dare to embezzle half of the spoils in front of me, Hu Mingzhong, and do anything to bribe me, I will definitely impeach you formally when I see the emperor!" Hu Yin spoke more and more harshly, and in the end, he was simply giving a warning.
Seeing the other party like this, Han Shizhong, who had become more and more unscrupulous in recent days, felt a little scared for some reason.
"There is one more thing... You came here so lightly, why did Wang De, the deputy commander of the imperial army, just come out?" Hu Yin continued to sit there and asked coldly. "Could it be that someone else is deliberately delaying the news in order to compete for credit? Do you think that without Brother Yuan Zhen here, no one would dare to speak to the emperor about such a thing?"
"I was wrong." Hearing this, Han Shizhong could no longer sit still, and he stood up and held the other person's hands. However, his strength was too great, and he actually lifted the young censor Hu out of his chair. "If it weren't for the protection of Hu Xianshi today, I would have almost made a big mistake! Please teach me how to make up for my mistake, Hu Xianshi?"
"What's the harm?" Hu Yin said quickly, his face flushed. "General Han is the pillar of the country. As long as he takes the initiative to apologize to the emperor, these things will not be a problem..."
Han Shizhong then breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Hu Xiansi's hand.
At this moment, seeing that the interrupted execution was about to continue, an officer under Ding Jin, who had waited for half a day but still hadn't died and had heard a bunch of nonsense, could no longer bear it and shouted in public: "Captain Han, Commander Hu! You two must spare my life. If I can survive today, I won't say I don't love money in the future, but I won't be afraid of death in battle!"
Han Shizhong's mood had changed, but he did not get annoyed when he heard this. Instead, he said seriously, "Who are you? How dare you say such a big thing? You must know that since you are begging for mercy, it seems that you want to die again!"
"My name is Wang Quan!" The man kowtowed to the ground, tears streaming down his face. "General, please allow me to report. It's not that I cannot die, but I don't want to die without making a sound! I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, hoping to make achievements on the battlefield. However, I was dragged down by a mere waste like Ding Jin, and now I have to die in such a cowardly way on the street. How can I bear it?"
Han Shizhong paused for a moment and stole a glance at Hu Yin. Seeing that the other party did not react, he suddenly laughed: "Well, let's see whether you will cherish your life in the future!"
After saying this, General Han's face became completely solemn, and he held the golden medal and changed the military order, which was to pardon the remaining people, seal the treasury, and appease the rest of the soldiers. When Wang De led the army into the town, he took the initiative to hand over the golden medal, gave good instructions, and then, in front of Wang Yasha's almost unbelievable gaze, he invited Hu Yin to ride eastward together, almost alone to meet Emperor Zhao.
When I arrived at the imperial court, I saw the officials and civil and military officials waiting on the roadside, and it was not yet sunset.
Han Shizhong also followed Hu Yin's advice and took the initiative to bow his hands and apologize, then told Emperor Zhao all his actions and thoughts of the day, as well as Hu Yin's advice.
Emperor Zhao was of course very delighted about this... Firstly, Han Shizhong's words made it clear that he had indeed successfully pacified the main force of the Huaixi bandits in Zhugao Town; secondly, as the saying goes, no one is ever satisfied. Before, there was no one in the entire imperial camp who could fight, so he naturally relied on Han Shizhong who could fight as his backbone. Now, if he could listen to advice, enforce military discipline a little more strictly, and change those messy and annoying habits, then of course he would have nothing to say.
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