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Chapter 1969 War from the People's Perspective

Not long after, King Wen seemed to notice an old woman kneeling on the cushion and praying devoutly to the Bodhisattva. As if she was intrigued, she went up and asked, "What is this lady asking for? Can you tell me easily?"

The old woman turned her head and looked at King Wen. Seeing that King Wen was as gentle as jade and polite, she felt two trust and favors in her heart. Perhaps because of her pain, she had nowhere to tell her, so she said, "My Dalang and Erlang went to the northwest three months ago. They have not returned yet and have no news. They are worried, so they come here to ask for peace for their two sons."

"Northwest? But Ganzhou and Shaanxi? There is no peace there. I heard that the court was fighting with the Liao army there."

After hearing King Wen's words, the old woman's face became more and more bitter and said, "It was because she knew this that she became more and more worried. The two children lost their father in their early years. I was the widow and worked hard to raise them. They were also filial and sensible, so they began to seek a way to survive to support their family. I had heard that I went to the northwest to sell some silk and tea from the south and then transported some cattle and sheep fur back. I would have a lot of profits when I went there. However, the journey was very long and difficult, and there were worries about thieves on the road. Therefore, there were not many people going there, but there were few people going there, so there were more benefits. Who knew that my two sons encountered war as soon as they went there."

"You said that the court would just let the people live a good life in peace? Why do you provoke those Liao people? I heard that Liao people all have green faces and fangs, and they eat raw meat and eat human flesh. If it were me and their two sons fell into their hands, what should I do?"

Seeing the old woman complaining with a sad face, King Wen said, "The Liao people are indeed fierce, but they do not eat human flesh raw. They are just spreading rumors. Don't worry, your two sons are auspicious people, and even the Bodhisattva will bless them."

The old woman knew that the polite middle-aged man in front of her was comforting herself, but her heart felt a little relieved. She asked in confusion: "I should be more ordinary people in my opinion in dressing and talking. I must be knowledgeable and knowledgeable. I dare to ask the master, why do I provoke those Liao people in this good life? Don't you know that the people's lives are hard now, and fighting again will cause trouble for the people and money."

When King Wen heard this, he explained: "If the country is compared to a commoner, and there are thieves and bandits who come to the house to kill my wife and daughter every now and then, how can I not resist? The court used troops to Liao, which was because the Liao people bullied people too much and suppressed our nation for many years. How could the court sit idly by?"

The old woman disagreed and said, "But once a war is killed, it will cost a lot of money. It turns out that the tax revenue in the year will increase a little. It is because this battle has emptied the imperial treasury, and it may not be possible to win. This will emptied the family's assets, but in turn it was insulted. In the world, the so-called national debts and the imperial bank cannot repay the money. The people have a lot of complaints. Don't the court know about these?"

King Wen sighed and said, "I know, but even if I know, I still have to fight."

The old woman in front of her was limited by her vision and pattern. She only knew a little bit of the superficiality but did not know the political and military issues involved in the national game. King Wen had no intention of explaining a lot to her. But King Wen had to admit that the old woman's attitude represents the attitude of the vast majority of ordinary people in China today.
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