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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the South Chapter 113: Arrested

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    When the people behind Song Shen heard the request for an interpreter, their expressions suddenly changed. They were frightened to begin with, and now they all instinctively wanted to touch their bulging waists.  "Stop!" But Song Shen hurriedly stopped everyone. He turned around and saw the Shunjun adjutant standing on the steps with a disdainful smile on his face and his right hand raised high. It was obvious that he didn't care about what was happening in front of him at all.  As long as the opponent dares to draw his gun, the guards behind him will rush up and eliminate him in one fell swoop.  "My lord, why don't you let them wait outside the hospital, and I can go in alone!" At this point, Song Shen unbuttoned his shirt, raised his hands, and pretended to let the other party inspect him.  When the adjutant was hesitating, Batu's voice came from inside: "That's all, let him come alone!" "Yes, sir!" The adjutant hurriedly bowed to the room, turned around and carefully checked whether there was anything on Song Shen's body.  Weapons, and just signaled him to enter the house.  Song Shen came into the room, put his hands together and saluted Batu who was sitting at the top, and said to Batu in a somewhat stiff Chinese language: "Song Shen pays homage to your lord!" Batu looked up and down at the man who had just entered the door, and only  Seeing Songshen wearing cloth clothes and straw shoes, he was the worst dressed among the entourage.  Batu learned from his spies that Song Shen was born in an ordinary farmer's household. According to veterans who had participated in the pacification of Changmao in the past, rebels like this who were born at the lowest level were often from wealthy families.  They are more greedy for pleasure, and once they have the opportunity, they will become even more serious. Therefore, in the bandit army, there is often a phenomenon where the lower-level soldiers are ragged and have no food to eat, while a few leaders have wives and concubines, and they eat delicacies all day long. Compared with the ordinary soldiers in the imperial army,  The gap with the generals is even greater.  It is said that this Song Can was so powerful and once controlled a big city like Bagan. It can be said that there are countless properties. Not to mention being covered in silk and satin, it is common for him to sit in a sedan chair carried by seven or eight people. Like this  The man in civilian clothes walked over. If he hadn't seen him behave like that in the courtyard just now, Batu would have almost thought that the man in front of him was just a fake to fool him.  "Forgive me!" Batu returned the gift with his hands clasped together, and whispered to the adjutant: "Go out and call a few people who have seen Song Shen to see if this person is Song Shen himself!" In the end, Batu still said it.  Decided to confirm first.  "Yes, sir!" The adjutant bowed and retreated.  Batu turned around, with a smile on his face: "Why didn't you show the warrior Songshen his seat?" "Yes!" A soldier moved a maza, and intentionally or unintentionally, the maza was placed on the  The lower position of Batu.  "Thank you, sir, for the seat!" Song Shen cupped his hands, then sat down cross-legged and said with a smile, "Song Shen is just an ordinary farmer. He can't get used to sitting on that horse, so he still sits on the ground as comfortably as usual!" "Bold,  Ru Cao dares to be disrespectful to the marching Lord Sima!" The adjutant who had just handed over the order was furious when he saw it. He drew his sword and was about to step forward!  " "Stop!  "Batu He stopped the adjutant's actions. I don't know why, but his temper was particularly good today. "It's okay if you like this!  I invited you here today for a matter to discuss with you!  It doesn't matter whether you sit on the floor or in a chair, as long as the discussion comes to a conclusion!  " " Let's talk about a result?  Song Shen's face changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "But I don't know what you, a dignified military attache, are talking about with me, a Burmese farmer?"  "    "hehe!  Batu laughed twice, but did not answer. At this time, a soldier came into the room and whispered something in Batu's ear. Batu nodded, motioned for him to exit the room, and said with a smile: "You don't have to belittle yourself.  From a public perspective, you are now the Grand Governor of Burma in the Kingdom of Burma, and you can be considered a high-ranking official; from a private perspective, you have seven to eight thousand men and four to five thousand guns in hand, which are what the two kings have.  It may not be more powerful than you.  You are qualified to talk to me overtly or covertly, otherwise I would have had your head cut off from your neck, and why would I still be here rubbing my tongue with you?  " "Haha, you are a smart man. You should know that this official is just an empty hat. What do the gentlemen in Mandalay and Bagan think of me? If the British hadn't beaten me away, they would have sent someone to arrest me.  , hanged on the first big tree you could find. Do you still take this kind of hat seriously?  If you have anything to say, just say it!  "    "good!  "Batu's eyes shone with admiration. He admired the "bandit leader" in front of him more and more, as the nobles and monks called him. Compared with those who wore silk robes, various jewelry, and were surrounded by hundreds of slaves.  The Burmese nobleman in front of me seems to have just walked out of the paddy field, and he is more worthy of the word "noble." "Very good, you are also a smart person, and dealing with two smart people is very simple.  I won¡¯t beat around the bush!  Batu paused for a moment and replied in a very solemn tone: "As long as you order your men to stop attacking the noble houses."?'s attack, and laid down their weapons, reorganizing themselves into the kingdom's army.  You and your friends can be placed under the protection of the Dashun Protector's Office. No one can hurt you, no one!  " After listening to the translated words, Song Shen did not answer immediately. He just closed his eyes and meditated. Batu did not speak to urge him, but just looked at the other party quietly. I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Song Shen finally  Opening his eyes, he raised his head and met Batu's eyes. "No, I can't accept this request!"  " Batu frowned. He directly understood the word "no" in Songcan's words without the need for translation. He thought it was because Songcan didn't believe in his promise, so he added: "Songcan, Dashun  The scope of protection includes a hundred friends, or two hundred, selected by you, as well as all the personal property you obtained during the war. Anyone who dares to violate this protection is an enemy of the empire. If you don't believe my promise,  I can also give you a protection order with the seal of the Burmese Protector's Office.  " "Sir, you are completely wrong. This is not a matter of your personal credibility!  Song Shen shook his head: "First of all, my men are not attacking the nobles' estates, but redistributing the land to their owners. The land should belong to those who have worked on it for generations, right?"  As for protection, my friends and I don¡¯t need anyone else¡¯s protection, whether it¡¯s a man named Dashun, a British man or the King of Burma. If I order them to hand over their weapons, then the noble lords will come back and take the land from the peasants.  Take away, put a heavier yoke on their shoulders, I can't let this happen again, absolutely not.  ¡± If Batu¡¯s opinion of the Burmese man in front of him just now was appreciation, after hearing these words, Batu had already begun to look at the man with admiration. His true courage and insistence on justice washed away him.  The dust on his body seemed to be inlaid with a golden rim that exuded holy light. As a well-educated mid-level military officer, Batu certainly knew that Myanmar¡¯s existing feudal land system was very backward and inhumane, but the society at that time  The environment also led him to hold a very ridiculous prejudice against Burmese peasants: Compared with the well-educated and intelligent nobles and monks, these peasants are stupid, short-sighted, and very lowly, without the unique noble sentiments of human beings.  They are human beings, rather than beasts that are close to humans in appearance. They do not understand what they really need and cannot build a country, so let these noble nobles and monks guide and educate these poor guys.  It is very necessary. In this case, it is natural for the nobles and monks to own land and other kinds of wealth. But the Burmese man in front of him completely shattered this prejudice. If the peasants were not dressed in shabby clothes and covered with dirt.  If more courageous and noble than the nobles and monks, he is at least as brave and noble as them. Even under various adverse circumstances, Song Sam still behaves very smart and far-sighted. In this way, Myanmar is now.  The feudal land system is becoming more and more absurd and stupid. "Wu Songcan!  Batu almost subconsciously added the word "Wu" in front of the other person's name (an honorific for the Burmese people, which means "Sir" and "Your Excellency"): "I fully understand your loyalty to your noble cause.  But let us be more sensible, or more realistic!  Batu's voice became cold and hard at this time: "The order given by the imperial court to the Colonel Protecting Burma is to ensure His Majesty the King's rule over Burma. Anyone who poses a threat to this rule, no matter who he is, will be attacked by the army."  Crusade!  do you understand?  This time all the nobles and monasteries will also side with the king. You will not have any chance of winning, not at all!  " "You are right, sir!  Song Shen's expression was surprisingly calm: "My men are not well trained, and they don't have cannons."  Maybe we can win once or twice, but in the end we will definitely lose.  "    "Are you crazy?  You know you're going to lose but you still fight?  Batu opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if the man in front of him was a madman. Song Shen smiled slightly: "Sir, I am different from you. You are a general, and you go to the battlefield just to win."  But I am not." At this point, Songcan stood up, walked to the wall, and stared at a Buddha statue on the wall: "When I was just born, I was told that the land belongs to the master, the river belongs to the master,  The forest belongs to the master, and the house belongs to the master.  Because of the gift and kindness of the masters, we have food to eat, clothing to wear, water to drink, a place to live, and a place to bury us after we die. This is how it was before, how it is now, and it will not change in the future, and it will always be like this.  Every child in the village was told this, and every one¡ª¡ª" At this point, Song Shen suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Batu. Batu suddenly felt a kind of emotion in the other person's eyes that made him unable to  Looking directly at the light. ¡°But is this really the case in this world?  Is this also the case in Dashun?  The aristocrat owns everything, while the peasant has nothing but his own hands.None?  Sir, please tell me?  "Batu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. He lowered his head to avoid the other party's aggressive gaze, and whispered: "No, there are no nobles in Dashun. Except for the emperor and his family, everyone is born with  It's the same. Even the poorest person, as long as he can pass the imperial examination, can enter the court and become an important minister of the emperor!  "
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