"What's going on?"

"grown ups!"

"General!"

"Captain!"

Han Zhenhan just asked a question, and the few people standing in the open space were rushing to speak in one go.

"You talk first!"

Han Zhenhan stretched out his hand and pointed at the pillar in the crowd.

"I'll talk first, let me tell you first, General, your military master, threatens our villagers and asks us to find a woman for him, and kill people if you don't find her!"

Han Zhenhan narrowed his eyes first, and a light flashed through his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked at Niu Sanhao in the crowd.

"Tell me who it is, you said!"

A vulgar man, Zhuzi, and a little girl beside him, wanted to speak, but Han Zhenhan was pressing his aura tightly. Han Zhenhan said that he would let anyone speak.

"I've told Xu Baoqiang from our class, the eldest son!"

"arrive!"

Niu Sanhao's nickname is Niu Sanpao. It's not because he can play cannons, but because he has a loud voice and shouts alone, even three cannons can't cover the sound.

"Who is the plaintiff?"

Han Zhenhan was filled with anger. He was about to leave here, but such an incident occurred to disrupt the morale of the army and violated military discipline. In addition, Han Zhenhan, under the influence of liberalism, was very disgusted with such things that went against others' wishes.

"I am the miserable! I am the miserable!"

The most vulgar person in the crowd stepped forward two steps, and raised his hands and knelt on the ground, which was a face and voice that made people feel bored.

"Oh?...you are the victims? Did he treat you as a woman?"

"My soldier's eyes are not that bad."

"The miserable man stood up!"

Han Zhenhan's two sentences were said to Song Ji, the only one kneeling in the open space, while the other was shouting to two women in the crowd.

The people in the crowd were silent for a while, and no one moved. Song Ji turned around in a hurry and looked at his wife's voice urging. His wife slowly walked forward a few steps.

Like Song Ji, he also knelt on the ground, but his movements were slower, and no matter how he looked, he looked better than Song Ji's kneeling.

"You are the victim? What's your name?"

"Minister's daughter Song Ma."

"Tell me, let me explain everything clearly before and after the incident!"

Han Zhenhan had just finished asking questions, and before Song Ma could speak, Song Ji said first,

"It's him, he threatened me. If I don't find a woman for him, I'll kill the village?"

"Hmm? Did I let you talk? Who are you?"

The matter here is very clear. Of course, Han Zhenhan can see who Song Ji is. It’s just that Han Zhenhan wants his own majesty, which makes everyone panic and nervous. People will only make mistakes when they are nervous.

"A villain, I am so young, Song Ma's husband's family, Song Ji. This wife is not suitable for her to speak, so I will do it for her."

"Okay, then I'll ask you, when and where did this soldier tell you what you said just now? Sixi! I'll write down everything he said!"

"yes!"

A serviceman behind Han Zhenhan quickly took out a small notebook and a pen.

Song Ji had already had fine beads of sweat on his forehead at this moment, and he was not nervous at all.

"Yes...... It was five days ago, at sunset in the afternoon, I took me and I went there. I met him in the woods at the west end of the village. He was lying in the grass. He suddenly came out and scared me. He said something to me."

"What did you say!"

"Say... I'll tell you, let me find a woman for him and do that with him. If you don't find him, you'll kill me!"

"Not?"

"No...yes, yes, yes, if I dare not come, I will take people to our village."

At this moment, Baoqiang was already gritting his teeth in anger, and his scarlet eyes stared at Song Ji in front of him, but he did not dare to speak or take action.

"I'll ask you, what did you go there five days ago?"

“I…I….”

"I'm asking you, who did you go with?"

"I... went with me..."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll go find someone!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"I...I..."

"Who else is with you?"

"My daughter-in-law...I went there myself?"

Han Zhenhan's first sentence was very slow, and then his speech was getting faster and faster, but it made people hear it clearly. After a few words, he asked the questions in Song Ji's words.

"Tie him to my backyard!"

The thin monkey and a few soldiers from a squad were standing in front of him, pressing Song Ji's shoulders one left and one right, and walking towards the backyard.

Even the villagers standing behind, the soldiers in a group of soldiers heard the problems in Song Ji's words, especially the four villagers. The land at the west end of the village belongs to the Lao Wang family. Moreover, the land has not been cultivated, and weeds are everywhere.

"you say!"

Han Zhenhan's anger erupted from his mouth, and more of a resentment was about the failure of iron. He pointed at Xu Baoqiang and asked him to speak.

“…”

Before Bao Qiang could say anything, tears flowed out first. He grinned, without a sound, but the tears were drawn on his face covered with dust, outlining several mud paths with clear contours and latitudes.

When Baoqiang cried, Han Zhenhan felt sour, his nose became slightly sore, and his eyes also swelled.

What am I doing?

Han Zhenhan asked himself, "My brothers and I are fearless and desperately fighting against the invaders on the cliff of the Yellow River."

Hundreds of brothers died in battle, but in the end they didn't want to be captured, they jumped into the turbulent Yellow River.

It was the battlefield I took him to, and it was me who took them to death. When I died, did this kid cry?

Was he weak when he was injured?

And did I force him to cry today? What exactly are I, Han Zhenhan, going to do?

"Well... Commander, they... are wronged... I'm not! I don't, and they are not saying that!"

Baoqiang burst into tears, suppressed his sobs, and said incoherently what he wanted to say.

Han Zhenhan turned around and stopped looking at the big boy standing there, who was extremely aggrieved, closed his trembling eyes. Han Zhenhan looked up at the blue sky with his head high.

After suppressing the breath in his chest, he blinked, so that tears would not accumulate in his wet eyes. After the stuffiness in his chest grew, Han Zhenhan turned around and looked at the woman Song Ma who was kneeling on the ground.

"Tell me!"

"Minister girl...five days ago, my husband... took me there... said he thought of a way to conceive a child... and met Brother Baoqiang."

"Your husband is Song Ji, right?"

"Are you there when Baoqiang met and talked with your husband?"

"On here!"

"What did they all say?"
Chapter completed!