In fact, it is not difficult to find dung money, and the generals who command the army do not know this person. But among the servants and soldiers, dung money was very famous.
Fighting at such a long distance and staying in the hot and humid South Vietnam for such a long time. Many sergeants were infected.
Some of the strong ones carried it, and some of the weak ones died.
Although the servants and soldiers did not understand medical skills, they could vaguely feel that these diseases seemed to be contagious. Especially when there are many people, the smell is unpleasant, and often healthy people will get sick.
Therefore, everyone avoids people who are sick, as if they have seen the god of plague.
Only Shijin has a kind heart, brings water and food, and asks for help. Therefore, the sick soldiers were extremely grateful for the dung money.
The icing on the cake is nothing, but providing help in times of need is what really makes people remember.
After some soldiers and laborers carried it over, they were grateful to Dung Jin and became friends of life and death with him.
Some frail people always die with a smile on their face when they see dung gold around them.
Many people said when they were dying: When they were dying, being cared for by righteous people was like dying next to their loved ones.
Someone once asked Dung Jin why he didn't dislike those who were sick.
Dungjin said: "In the past, there was no food left at home. I was freezing and hungry. A neighbor brought me a bowl of rice and saved my life. From that time on, I vowed to do good deeds every day."
The soldiers were filled with emotion.
Someone asked Dung Jin again: "Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
Shi Jin then smiled: "Three generations of my ancestors have been cleaning toilets, and I am now the fourth generation. Being around dirty things every day is very easy to get sick."
"I have three brothers, but they did not grow up and died of illness early. Those who can grow up are often strong and immune to all poisons. Perhaps it is because I have seen a lot of dirty things since I was a child, so I rarely see them. Get sick."
Everyone thought about it and realized that since the expedition, Dung Jin had never been sick.
These people all had expressions of emotion on their faces.
I used to hear people say that it is easy to make a living if you are famous and lowly, but now it seems that living a lowly life is not bad either.
Of course, the premise is that you can grow up in that environment.
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Zhao Tuo's confidants randomly asked one or two people and found out about Dung Money.
He didn't inquire carefully about the situation of Dung Money. He just remembered his appearance and knew that he was just an ordinary servant, so he went back to report the news to Zhao Tuo.
Zhao Tuo frowned: "It's strange, how could a lowly Guizhou leader know Huaiguzi? Are you sure there is no one with the same name as this person in the army?"
The confidant said: "Absolutely not. This person's name is so special, there shouldn't be anyone with the same name."
Zhao Tuo nodded and entered his tent.
The messenger was drinking water in the tent. When he saw Zhao Tuo coming in, he quickly asked: "General, has he found any dung gold? Is this man alive or dead?"
Zhao Tuo smiled slightly and said: "My soldiers are still looking for this person. Don't worry."
The messenger was a little puzzled: There are only three thousand people, so why have they been searching for so long?
Zhao Tuo asked the messenger to sit down and had wine and meat served.
The messenger traveled such a long distance and drank cold water and ate dry food all day long. He had already lost weight. When he saw the food, he immediately started gobbling it up.
Zhao Tuo smiled slightly and said, "How does it taste?"
The messenger didn't even raise his head and said casually: "Compared with Shang Jun's other courtyard, it's far behind."
Zhao Tuo: "..."
Are all the people in Shangjun Courtyard so annoying?
The messenger seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
He laughed dryly and said: "The general's food is naturally delicious. I've just lived in Shangjun's Villa for a long time, so I'm a little used to cooking, haha. In fact, if you taste it carefully, the food in the army is also very good."
Zhao Tuo chuckled.
I heard that you can get steamed buns and stir-fried vegetables at an ordinary Guizhou restaurant in Shangjun Villa. From this point of view, this statement is not false.
Zhao Tuo was silent for a while and said to the messenger: "I am a little curious. Why is the banished immortal looking for this dung gold?"
The messenger thought for a while and said: "I left in a hurry that day, but I heard only half of a sentence."
"It seems that Ji Nu, a slave in Shangjun's courtyard, had a fellow villager named Shiweng. One day, this shitman came to Shangjun's house and saw the banished immortal. He asked the banished immortal to help find his son back."
"Therefore, the banished immortal ordered me to come here. I want to see people alive, and I want to see the body when dead."
Zhao Tuo nodded: "Oh, that's it."
It turns out that this shit gold is just the son of an ordinary craftsman from the same village in Shangjun Courtyard.
There is simply no status at all.
Zhao Tuo was already planning to take out his anger on the dung money.
If Huaiguzi didn't care, he would have won a bit. If Huaiguzi had a fight with him over such a nobody. That's okay too.
It is against the rules for Huaiguzi to recruit people from the army, so there is no need to be afraid even if there is a fight.
The more Zhao Tuo thought about it, the more excited he became: Mr. Tingwei, I have always disliked Huaiguzi. If I can successfully make Huaiguzi suffer a loss, perhaps Mr. Tingwei will cultivate me again when he is happy.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tuo stood up slowly and said to the messenger: "You are welcome, I will go out and find someone for you."
The messenger was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, General."
Zhao Tuo sneered in his heart, strode out of the camp, and then said to the guards beside him: "Watch him. Don't let him move around at will."
The two guards agreed.
Zhao Tuo called his confidant who was looking for someone before and asked him: "Where is the dung money? Take me to see him."
The confidant responded and took Zhao Tuo to the foot of a big tree. Pointing at a young man in the middle from a distance, he said, "The younger one is the shit gold."
Zhao Tuo said lightly: "It turns out that this person is Dung Gold. He seems to be unattractive, but he can actually disturb Huai Guzi. It's interesting."
A confidant asked Zhao Tuo: "General, should we hand this person over to the messenger from Shang Jun's Courtyard?"
Zhao Tuo sneered: "Leave it to him? Why leave it to him? I, the general, lead troops in battles and go through life and death. Why does Huaiguzi send a man to take away our soldiers? There is still something in his eyes. Is there Qin Law? Is there military law? Is there also Your Majesty?"
The confidant's eyes lit up: "The general will understand."
Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction: After all, he is his confidant, following him for many years. As long as you start a conversation, you will understand what you are thinking.
Who knew that the confidant would go on to say: "Does the general mean to immediately submit a memorial to His Majesty, accusing Huaiguzi of treason?"
Zhao Tuo: "..."
Seeing Zhao Tuo's strange face, his confidant asked uneasily: "Isn't it true?"
Zhao Tuo wanted to kick him: "Of course not. Huaiguzi can accuse others of treason, but can you? Have you learned how to make alchemy, or have you become Master Fuyao's master?"
The confidant was confused.
Zhao Tuo breathed a long sigh of relief: "Not everyone can do such things as accusing others of treason. Don't think that you can do it if Huaiguzi can do it. People are different. Without self-awareness, it is easy to get killed. The disaster, do you understand?"
The confidant nodded nervously, and then asked: "So, what does the general want to do with this dung money?"
Zhao Tuo thought for a while and said: "You must gather all the soldiers immediately, and I will announce this in front of everyone. I want the soldiers to know that they will continue to trek through these high mountains and ridges to return home." Xianyang City.”
"And this person named Shijin will have a good meal, take a bath and change clothes, and go back comfortably before them."
The confidant understood: "Those soldiers will definitely be very dissatisfied, and then the general can push the boat along and keep the dung money."
"However, even if Dung Jin stays, he will be hostile to the soldiers. From then on, he will be a street rat, and everyone will beat him up."
Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's exactly the reason."
He said with some pride: "The person Huaiguzi wants to take away, I will keep him. Huaiguzi wants to sell it to some dung man, but I won't allow it. Haha, it's really satisfying."
The confidant went to prepare with a smile.
Half an hour later, Zhao Tuo's 3,000 men and horses, as well as 300 servants, all gathered in a relatively open plain.
Zhao Tuo invited the messenger out, and then said with a smile: "Who is Shijin? Do you recognize him?"
The messenger said helplessly: "I have never seen dung gold, how can I recognize it?"
Zhao Tuo stood on a stone, looked at the soldiers below, and said loudly: "Who is the dung gold? Stand up immediately."
Among the 3,300 people, at least one or two thousand looked at Dung Gold.
So Dungjin stood up anxiously.
Zhao Tuo was a little puzzled: Why do these soldiers seem to know this person?
But Zhao Tuo didn’t think much about it.
He nodded to Dung Jin: "You are going back to Xianyang."
Dung Jin looked at Zhao Tuo in confusion, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Aren't we returning to Xianyang?"
Other soldiers were also a little puzzled. Many of them hid in the crowd and asked, "General, aren't we going back to Xianyang?"
Zhao Tuo laughed and said: "Of course we have to go back to Xianyang. But we have to lead the horses and carry the baggage. Protecting the sick and injured, we slowly trek through the mountains and rivers in South Vietnam. Only after we get out of this dense forest can we Return to Xianyang. It’s really hard to endure miasma, heat and humidity, and diseases along the way.”
"But Dung Jin is different. Dung Jin needs to bathe and change clothes, eat a few pieces of meat, and drink a few glasses of wine. He takes the food, rides a fast horse, and rushes to Xianyang comfortably."
The messenger next to him frowned slightly.
Since he can be sent as a messenger by Lishui, he must not be a fool.
The messenger felt that Zhao Tuo's words were a bit inappropriate.
If he says this, won't he make his soldiers hate the dung money?
Of course, the messenger didn't know who Zhao Tuo was. He never thought that Zhao Tuo said that on purpose.
Dung Jin looked at Zhao Tuo in surprise, and asked with some confusion: "General, I am just an ordinary servant, why...why can I eat wine and meat and return to Xianyang first?"
Zhao Tuo said calmly: "Shang Jun is here to ask for someone. Maybe you are related to the powerful people in Xianyang City. In short, they want to ask you to go back to prevent you from dying on the road."
After Zhao Tuo finished speaking, he looked expectantly at the soldiers' reactions.
However, he soon became disappointed.
Because the soldiers' reaction was strange. Almost no one was jealous, and most people were even congratulating Dung Jin.
Someone said: "Brother Shit, I didn't expect you were so secretive that you actually knew the banished immortal."
Someone said: "When you return to Xianyang City, you have to take care of us."
Someone else said: "Brother Shit, you have to be careful on this road. Beyond South Vietnam, there is Chu land. This place is not peaceful and there are many thieves. Try not to take sparsely populated paths."
Some people's eyes were red and they said to Dung Jin: "Brother Dung, we say goodbye today. I don't know when we will see each other again. Don't forget my little brother."
Zhao Tuo was dumbfounded: What is going on? Aren’t these soldiers envious? Not jealous? Why this reaction?
The messenger next to him sighed with emotion: He is indeed the person the banished immortal named. He is indeed outstanding.
Zhao Tuo was a little annoyed. He looked at the confidants around him, who understood, and immediately called for a dozen soldiers.
The confidants took them to a secluded corner and asked coldly: "Shi Jin is going back to Xianyang first. We don't have to suffer like you. Don't you envy me?"
These soldiers smiled dryly and said: "Envy, naturally there is some envy. However, Dung Jin is a good man, and he will take care of anyone who is sick or injured. It is natural for a righteous man like him to go back first before us." .”
The confidants were in a daze: This dung gold is quite popular in the army.
The confidant thought for a while and said to them: "Today the dung gold can go back, and tomorrow others can go back. Once the rules are broken, the morale of the army will be messed up."
"While you were marching and fighting, fighting bravely against the enemy, someone was secretly taken away. Can you accept it?"
These soldiers were stunned.
The confidant said calmly: "When I go back later, I will express my feelings to the general and object to this shit gold returning to Xianyang. Do you understand?"
Some of the soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, a little reluctantly.
The confidant said with a gloomy face: "If you do this well, you will be rewarded. If you don't do it well, haha."
The soldiers heard the smell, and they asked cautiously: "Did General Zhao ask us to do this?"
The confidant did not deny or admit it. He said calmly: "Don't care who asked you to do it. Doing this will only benefit you, and there will be no harm."
"Even if Dung Jin has a personal relationship with you, you can't let this person ruin the morale of the army."
"In front of the general in a while, you can ask the general to severely punish him with dung money to serve as a warning to others, lest this person disrupt the morale of the army."
The soldiers were silent for a while, and five of them clasped their hands and said: "We... we were once seriously ill and were about to die, and we relied on the dung money to take care of us, and we just saved our lives. If we were asked to repay kindness with enmity, we really couldn't do it. .”
The confidant looked at them indifferently, and then asked the others: "What about you?"
The remaining soldiers also guessed that this was probably Zhao Tuo's instruction.
Although they have a good relationship with Shijin, they don't have any life-saving benevolence. Now that you are adding insult to injury, you can get Zhao Tuo's attention, why not do it?
So they all said in unison: "Let the general lead you."
The confidant smiled with satisfaction.
