The play was divided into two parts. The different attitudes of the people towards the soldiers in the two parts led to drastically different outcomes.
Dongcheng was remote and impoverished, yet they still wanted to live. Having struggled so hard to survive, why choose death?
Therefore, when they learned that their beloved Prefect Qu was going to use his own money to support the suppression of the rebellion, they were already wavering.
Shu Kee, which was classified as a conscientious business, took the lead and they completely favored the second option.
In any case, treat the counter-insurgency forces well first; they might only lose a couple of rooms, but they'll still be alive. If things go against the counter-insurgency forces, then it's hard to say.
Shu Zhan understood and gave Lu Huai a thumbs up once again.
Lu Huai's expression remained unchanged, still indifferent. He asked, "Did you bring the person?"
Shu Zhan glanced at the sky and pondered, "It should be soon, probably no later than today. Ayu will definitely be able to bring him here. But why did you have someone bring him here? I don't think you want to see him."
Lu Huai's brows furrowed coldly, but a smile played on his lips: "No need for further words. I have my own plans; you just need to observe."
"Alright." Shu Zhan shrugged upon hearing this. "Then I'll wait for good news. I hope you won't let this three-day period become a joke."
Lu Huai's tone was neither good nor bad; he simply said "I won't" and then turned and left.
He went to General Qin's tent, only to find General Qin staring blankly at the things on the table.
"Marshal?" Lu Huai stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.
"Huh?" General Qin snapped out of his reverie, only then noticing him standing in front of him. "Oh, what brings you here?"
Lu Huai smiled and said, "I've come to inspect the results."
"Results?" General Qin frowned at him, then suddenly seemed to remember something, pointed to the things on the table, and said to him, "Is this your work?"
Lu Huai raised an eyebrow, took the book, and saw that it was an account book. It recorded the amount of grain and salary, the date, and the names and addresses of the donors, down to the household level.
After casually glancing through the accounts, Lu Huai found that Prefect Qu was a decent official. Judging from General Qin's demeanor, the accounts must be accurate. He hadn't kept a single grain; he'd sent it all over.
He simply closed the ledger and placed it back on the table. Then he nodded calmly, "Yes."
Unexpectedly, General Qin suddenly picked up the account book and threw it at him, glaring at him angrily and shouting, "Do you know how difficult life is for the people of Dongcheng! Not to mention now, even in the past, growing grain was extremely difficult. And you actually went there to plunder the people's wealth! This crime deserves death!"
Lu Huai didn't dodge, and was hit on the arm by the blow, but he listened to what the man said. He looked down at the accounts for a long time before slowly raising his eyes to look at General Qin, his eyes half-closed.
"Marshal, I think you've misunderstood. These things weren't looted by me, but were donated voluntarily by the people. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to inquire. If what I've said is even slightly false, you can punish me as you see fit."
Are all such a large number voluntary?
General Qin was taken aback, seemingly finding it hard to believe. But looking at Lu Huai's calm expression, he felt that what he said was true.
I was caught in a dilemma for a moment.
Lu Huai glanced at him, then bent down to pick up the ledger. Gently patting off the dust, Lu Huai said, "Marshal, I hope you understand something."
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