Chapter 582 - 247: Killing the Body, Destroying the Mind; Soldiers Meet Generals (Part 2)

"Those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come. The person behind this is not simple at all."

He lifted his head, his gaze seemed to pierce through thousands of miles, seeing the hidden knives and swords in the dark.

The world fights for the dragon, using every means possible.

Sometimes, wars often start from trivial things, and before the opponent can react, the victory is already determined.

Not every war is fought with grandeur and grandeur, stirring the soul.

Just like the information that Ji Mingyue, the little girl, reported now.

Chen Ping faintly sensed some unpleasant undertones within it.

He couldn’t help but secretly admire the little girl’s keen perception.

"Explain the causes and consequences of this matter, and who else has been victimized."

"The number of those killed is actually not many, currently only thirty-six, but those attacked exceed more than two hundred people."

Ji Mingyue had a slight trace of guilt between her brows.

The other party managed to do such a thing in just over ten days.

Her reaction was a little too slow.

As a result, many losses that could have been avoided had already been established.

"The most profound impact was when Mr. Feng Yuantu was inspecting the waterworks and was attacked by rioters, severely injured, and public opinion suffered as a result... afterward, someone interrogated, revealing that the leader of the rioters had, when the Feng Family was expanding its power, oppressed and killed traveling merchants and Jianghu freelancers."

Chen Ping chuckled lightly, but there was no laughter in his eyes: "Speaking of this, the Feng Family is not unjustly accused. When the Feng Family was wealthy beyond measure, under their coercion, business disputes were also full of knives and blood, and more than just one or two families were forced to death."

He had already guessed the opponent’s methods, no more than exposing the Feng Family’s past evil deeds and spreading these stories across the world.

Inciting public hatred.

People, you see, do not grieve for inequality but for unfairness.

If you say the Feng Family are bad people, no one will be interested.

But if you talk about how the Feng Family once treated pearls like dirt and gold like iron, then thousands upon thousands of people will be interested.

The rise of any business family is definitely filled with gory original sin in its bones.

Feng Yuantu, being a descendant of the Feng Family, regardless of his own conduct and morals, is burdened with the sins of his bloodline; how good could his public opinion be?

In some later period’s terms, this person is a "capitalist’s scion," destined to be... hanged... on street lamps, mocked and scolded on the stage, which is the most gratifying course of action.

"Keep talking, let’s see what other methods they have?"

Mr. Yuo Qiu, upon re-entering Nanyun City, was ambushed by his subordinates, lost an arm, and nearly died on the spot...

The reason for the ambush was simple: the city was abuzz with the news that Mr. Yuo Qiu once served Beizhou, aiding the wicked and harming the people."

That’s why having too much fame isn’t good either.

Back then, Yuo Qiu and Yuo Zhongde were known to the world for their "kind-hearted reputation," and they even proposed the "Ten Strategies of Psychological Warfare" and the strategy of "Inner Saint, Outer King."

Not to mention anything else, his set of theories directly or indirectly opened the southern gates for Beizhou without bloodshed.

If not for his schemes and plans, what talk would there have been of Beizhou Barbarians entering Central Plains and never leaving?

They would surely have, like every time before, plundered and then had to leave dismally.

Because, the Hu People have a nomadic habit, dwelling where water and grass are found... without roots in the Central Plains, they cannot stay.

It was precisely because Yuo Qiu was from the Southern Dynasty and understood it that he could come up with this warming-the-frog approach.

It seemed like "kind-heartedness," but in reality, it gave Beizhou Hu Cavalry wings.

From then on, they soared, gaining the capital to change dynasties.

In some ways, Yuo Qiu was a great talent, especially adept in internal affairs and public sentiment.

This is why Chen Ping, knowing his grave crimes and past service to the enemy, still couldn’t bear to kill him, keeping him to manage the territory under his command.

And now, news that Yuo Qiu was being attacked for "serving the Hu People" even made Chen Ping want to shout his admiration.

His expression remained indifferent.

Knowing well that this move was actually a psychological tactic by the opponent.

It wasn’t even on the level of a conspiracy anymore.

The reason a conspiracy is called a conspiracy is that it can’t see the light of day; once discovered, its destructiveness greatly decreases.

But this approach by the opponent, seemingly conspiracy yet not, hit right on his sore point.

Moreover, it wasn’t easy to break.

"What’s next? What other methods do they have? Let’s hear them all."

Chen Ping observed Ji Mingyue’s expression.

He knew that if it were only the attacks on Feng Yuantu and Yuo Qiu, though somewhat affecting his governance arrangements, it wouldn’t be a big deal, as neither of the two had died.

Even a tarnished reputation was not much of a concern.

After all, they had nowhere else to go, and their work still had to be done.

"The problem is here, any skilled advisor or governing official has faced defamation in reputation, and it’s not just defamation; like previously, Feng Yuantu and Yuo Qiu were exposed...

Also exposed was Little Table, the one governing Xingqing Prefecture, with rumors that back when his family, the two brothers, were involved in something... then sought a position at the Jinghai Prince’s Mansion.

Furthermore, their past, lingering in places of ill-repute, currying favor with the sons of powerful families, running errands for them, and oppressing good people, was also revealed."

Little Table and Little Stool, in their youth, like many youngsters, took quite a few wrong turns.

After waking in that abandoned temple, Chen Ping and several others depended on each other for survival and supported one another.

Gradually, it became apparent that Little Table and Little Stool, in their nature, weren’t bad, just with a somewhat strong sense of ambition.