Chapter 1261 - 312: Using a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken

Chapter 1261: Chapter 312: Using a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken

Li Fusheng’s head felt a bit dizzy because of Zheng Fan’s previous sentence, which he found a bit difficult to accept.

Frankly speaking, Li Fusheng himself was not a good person, of course, he never claimed to be one;

In his own words, he had committed too many murders in his life and never expected to live peacefully until old age.

He enjoyed killing, liked the feeling of warm blood covering layer upon layer on his body, which could give his heart a great sense of satisfaction.

A long time ago, a blind man said that Li Fusheng had a mental illness.

Li Fusheng himself was aware of it, so the first time he met Zheng Fan, he specifically reminded him to control this impulse when necessary.

However,

Li Fusheng had always thought he was on the second level, but never imagined that the little Ah Brother he once supported and admired silently moved up to the fifth level, requiring him to look up.

He still remembered, under Jade Plate City, Zheng Fan showed a distinct forceful emotion when he gave the order to kill the prisoners, which meant Zheng Fan had a strong repulsion in his heart at that time.

Li Fusheng didn’t know the terms "rational" and "emotional," but he could tell that Zheng Fan was unwilling to give that order.

But how long had it been since then,

That former little Ah Brother,

Could now calmly tell him to use the lives of tens of thousands wild people to practice siege.

And this was definitely not just a sudden whim, but a plan that came to mind as soon as he saw Li Fusheng and learned he had brought so many troops.

No rehearsals, no deep consideration, because the troops of Snow Sea Pass could fight encounter battles and surprise attacks, but to herd tens of thousands wild people like sheep into one area towards those two cities would be impossible even if Snow Sea Pass emptied every soldier to rush out.

So this was really a spontaneous thought.

What does spontaneous thought mean?

It’s like suddenly feeling idle and wanting to chew a couple of mint leaves, or add a plate of pork head to dinner.

And in the eyes of this little Ah Brother, the lives of those tens of thousands wild people were just two mint leaves, a plate of pork head.

Li Fusheng himself craved slaughter and enjoyed it, whereas Zheng Fan exhibited a kind of indifference to life.

Perhaps,

It’s because Li Fusheng hadn’t seen Zheng Fan often these past few years, those who stayed with him daily might not feel it so deeply, and even Lord Zheng himself might not have noticed the change in his mindset.

Lord Zheng glanced at Li Fusheng and waved a hand in front of him.

Li Fusheng snapped out of it and smiled sheepishly for his earlier distraction.

Just then,

He Chunlai brought some people carrying a table and a reclining chair, and soon, placed fresh fruits on the table, while large flags of Yan and Zheng Character were planted on either side of the chair.

Chen Daole placed a drawing board opposite, the paper was already spread out, and the paints were ready.

"What is this......"

Li Fusheng clearly didn’t understand the situation before his eyes, was this a war or a spring outing?

Lord Zheng walked to the reclining chair and sat down, resting his legs on the table and started eating a fruit with one hand.

Meanwhile,

Chen Daole began to paint.

Li Fusheng came over, though he was a bit rough around the edges, he knew he shouldn’t step into the "painting" at this moment, but couldn’t help asking:

"Brother Zheng, what is this?"

"It’s a memento." Lord Zheng laughed and invited Li Fusheng to join him for some melon.

Li Fusheng shook his head;

In fact, he could understand this habit of painting. Back when they were all generals at Earl of North Border’s residence, every one of them had two portraits done by artists invited by the Earl: one in armor and one in casual clothes, but all in extremely formal and proper posture, none like Zheng Fan’s now.

Lord Zheng at that moment had no time to explain what "propaganda" meant; being the central figure in a cult-like movement, it was a responsibility Lord Zheng had to bear.

Chen Daole was first to paint a piece for Lord Zheng’s personal collection, which could be copied to give to others;

Chen Daole would also design a mould for printing, though the printed version couldn’t be as detailed, it would still clearly show Lord Zheng enjoying melon while a battle raged in the background.

During the New Year, Snow Sea Pass’ shops would sell Lord Zheng’s New Year paintings, and soldiers and civilians would buy them home, some to use them as door gods, others to display them in their central halls.

Fortunately, Chen Daole merely outlined the composition and the rest didn’t require Lord Zheng to continue posing.

Li Fusheng didn’t wait too long to proceed with Zheng Fan to the front lines.

In front, there was a castle.

This castle had changed names many times throughout history because each time a new head of the Situ Family took over, they would rename it, which had become a rule.

Building a castle on the snowy plains was an achievement, symbolizing that the Jin people not only drove the wild people out of the Three Jin but could freely manipulate them on the snow plains.

After these two forts fell, the wild people’s king renamed them, one to Anhuh, the other to Tadie.

These names meant "beginning" and "ending" in the wild people’s language.

The wild people’s king presumably aimed to proclaim the end of the wild people’s oppression by the Jin people and the beginning of a bright future for the wild people.