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Chapter 969 Zhao Kuo's Change Plan(1/2)

As soon as the man said this, the atmosphere in the small tent changed suddenly.

Xu Li, who was standing next to Zhao Kuo, subconsciously held the hilt of the knife in his hand, while Zhao Kuo's son Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows proudly.

Zhao Kuo looked at the man who was obviously unable to move and asked curiously: "Do you know me?"

As soon as this sentence was said, the man was extremely excited, and the Jiang mother and daughter beside him were so scared that they knelt on the ground: "Minister, the civilian woman (female) has seen you."

Jiang was so excited that she wanted to get Zhao Kuo a seat, but there were only a few tattered seats in the tent. How could she dare to give this kind of thing to the extremely noble Wu Xinjun?

So I hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Kuo smiled slightly and patted Zhao Qian: "Why are you still standing there?"

This time, Zhao Qian immediately came over and took the seat from the Jiang mother and daughter, gave it to Zhao Kuo first, then to Xu Li, and then to take the last one for him to sit down.

At this moment, Zhao Qian suddenly felt that the odor in the air and the unpleasant medicine all seemed to have disappeared all at once.

The man said excitedly: "The little one is Wu Fei. When you defeated Bai Qi in Changping, Wu Fei was one of yours!"

He was obviously skinny and half-paralyzed and unable to get up, but at this moment, the pride and pride of the man named Wu Fei from the inside out was beyond words.

Perhaps because he was too excited to speak, Wu Fei suddenly coughed violently.

Mrs. Jiang hurried forward and helped the man up and carefully patted him on the back.

Zhao Kuo nodded and said, "Did you suffer this injury on the battlefield?"

Zhao Kuo had already seen the man's injury clearly at this time. His left calf had completely broken from below his knee. It seemed that there was still some infection, and the odor was emitted from the wound.

To be honest, under such conditions as the family is barely exposed, he has not yet died of infection to this extent. Zhao Kuo feels that the man's vitality is already quite tenacious.

Of course, this also shows how much Jiang loves Wu Fei deeply, otherwise Wu Fei would have been unable to survive.

When Wu Fei heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little sad and said to Zhao Kuo: "It's not this battle, but Jidu..." A few years ago, Lian Po led an army of 200,000 to Jidu, hoping to destroy Yan State in one fell swoop, but was united by Qi's general Kuang Liang and Yan State Chang's king, defeating Lian Po.

Wu Fei, who was already a little taller, was cut off his calf at that stop and escaped by chance.

After returning home, Wu Fei's injuries worsened, in order to seek medical treatment for Wu Fei, the family sold all their property and came to Handan.

Over the past few years, the high medical expenses and the lack of labor in Wu Fei's family have led to the decline of the family, from the originally happy middle class to the point of being penniless now.

Wu Fei said this and couldn't help but sigh and said, "June, the young man is not afraid of death, the young man has been tortured enough by illness over the years.

The young one was just worried that after the young one died, they would be mother and daughter…ah.”

As he said that, Wu Fei looked at Zhao Kuo with a hint of gaze, and the meaning inside was self-evident.

Zhao Kuo was silent for a while and said, "Are there many veterans like you?"

Jiang hurriedly said, "I won't hide it from you, actually..." Wu Fei suddenly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, add to your troubles!"

Jiang had no choice but to shut up.

Wu Fei looked at Zhao Kuo and said sincerely: "Jun Hou, the young man knows that this request is abrupt. In fact, the young man doesn't want to cause trouble for the young man, but the young man has no choice."

Zhao Kuo said, "You can answer my husband's question first."

Zhao Qian couldn't help but listened a little, and wanted to agree to take the Jiang family and his daughter back to Wuxinjun's mansion to give them a living.

At this moment, seeing Zhao Kuo continue to ask questions slowly, he also complained in his heart, feeling that his father was too strict.

Wu Fei was silent for a while and sighed: "Actually... many injured veterans like the young man have died.

If you are really older, you will naturally be fine if you have children.

If you are not lucky like a young man, you have only one daughter and cannot inherit the property, the land will be taken back to the country.

By that time, what else can the mother and mother do without land and money?

I can only... go to Yanliufang."

Yanliufang is the location of a market with concentrated brothels.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became a little solidified, and the Jiang mother and daughter began to sob in a low voice.

Zhao Kuo nodded and said, "I understand.

Don't worry, you can't die, at least I will not allow you to die."

As he said that, Zhao Kuo glanced at Xu Li beside him and said, "Uncle Xu, you can arrange it later. The doctor and the medicine will be used for me."

Xu Li nodded sternly. For Xu Li, who was born in the military, Wu Fei was actually his robes. Seeing that his robes were so depressed, how could Xu Li not be moved?

Even if Zhao Kuo doesn't take action, Xu Li will take action.

After hearing Zhao Kuo's words, Wu Fei was both surprised and happy, and the Jiang mother and daughter kowtowed to Zhao Kuo directly to thank him.

Zhao Kuo sighed and said, "Your daughter is very good. If you and your wife are willing, you will send it to our husband's mansion to be a maid for our husband's wife. How about it?"

After hearing these words, Wu Fei and Jiang trembled all over and were deeply grateful.

Going to be a maid sounds like he wants to sell himself, but it is not.

You know, that is the maid of Tian Wan, the wife of Wu Xinjun’s mansion! With this identity, how glory is this daughter who will have to marry into an official’s family to become a wife in the future?

If you continue to stay in this poor place, the final outcome is likely to be sold to a brothel and have a miserable life.

Compared with the two, it is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Kuo saved their daughter's life.

In addition to Wu Fei's family of three, there is another person who is not less excited than them. This person is Zhao Kuo's son Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian was so happy at this moment. He couldn't help but ask Wu Fei's daughter, "What's your name?"

Wu Fei hurriedly said, "Young Master, the little girl has not yet reached the headlines and has not yet named her."

Zhao Qian came to his senses and blushed.

Zhao Kuo smiled and said, "It's okay, let your wife give her a name in the future.

A doctor will bring medicine here later, just wait."

A moment later, amid the gratitude of Wu Fei's family of three, Zhao Kuo and Xu Li left the house and took Su Li and others outside the house together.

Zhao Qian was furious and couldn't help but say to Zhao Kuo: "The father saved Wu Fei's family of three today, which really made the child admire him."

Zhao Kuo was not as happy as Zhao Qian. His eyes fell on this dirty road, looking at the environment full of stinky smells and mosquitoes and flies on both sides, and looking at the people sitting on both sides of the road with fierce eyes or confused eyes, Zhao Kuo was very silent.

After a long time, Zhao Kuo said slowly: "Qian'er, do you know how many people are like Wu Fei in the world? Do you know how many people are even worse than Wu Fei?"

Zhao Qian was stunned.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that although Wu Fei is miserable, he is actually still alive.

As Wu Fei said, many of Wu Fei's comrades have lost their lives, and even their wives and daughters may have made a living by selling laughter in brothels.

Then, Zhao Qian suddenly realized that he couldn't be happy either.

Zhao Kuo said lightly: "Looking at this area, Wu Fei's situation is more than just an isolated case?"

Aren’t these poor people’s markets composed of Wu Fei, who are of different ages, appearances and experiences?”

Zhao Qian's face completely collapsed.

Zhao Kuo looked at Zhao Qian and said, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Zhao Qian clenched his fists tightly and suddenly said, "Father, my child thinks, what should we do!"

Zhao Kuo said: "Then what do you want to do?"

Zhao Qian said: "The child wants to change their lives and want them to be the same as others!"

Zhao Kuo said: "What do you do to change their lives?"

Zhao Qian can't answer now.

Facing Zhao Qian who was speechless, Zhao Kuo suddenly burst into laughter.

After a moment, Zhao Kuo stopped laughing and patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder.

"You're still young, so you can't think of a way.

My father doesn’t blame you, but I can do it for you.

But one day, if your father is old and you grow up, can you make the same achievements to your father show him, and can you make more people in the life of Zhao Zimin better?"

Zhao Qian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, my child can do it too!"

When saying this, a light called hope and firmness surged in the eyes of the eleven-year-old boy! Behind the father and son, Xu Li and Su Li changed their eyes, and both nodded with relief at the same time.

At this point, Zhao Kuo's private visit ended.

When he took Zhao Qian back to the mansion, it was already dusk.

That night, Zhao Kuo's study was brightly lit.

Zhao Kuo thought for a long time and found that he had overlooked a problem.

Indeed, Zhao State won many wars in the past and obtained a large amount of land.

However, not every Zhao people enjoyed the dividends of this victory, just like Wu Fei. Although he was once rich because of his military achievements, he was also penniless because of his injuries on the battlefield.

To put it bluntly, most of the benefits brought by war were actually taken into account by generals like Zhao Kuo, generals and ministers.

Although the people at the bottom have also gained a certain amount of benefits, their ability to resist risks is also quite poor.
To be continued...
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