Chen Ju said nothing.

Jing knew Chen Ju's temperament well, so he knew that he was waiting for his explanation.

"I was robbed and killed before I got home."

"Five thousand and seven hundred coins, now it seems, is not much or too little, but it is not what I think is the one who is a low-ranking bitch who should have."

"I killed a noble man because of this, and later I was pursued by the noble man behind him."

"The companions who returned home with me..." Jing thought of them and smiled bitterly: "If they didn't say anything, I should be able to live a good life in my hometown. After all, 5,700 yuan is really a lot!"

"They sold you." Chen Ju said expressionlessly: "How much did you sell?"

"Five hundred coins." I didn't know the joy and sorrow on my pure face.

"Then your life... is really a bit cheap." Chen Ju said.

Five hundred dollars, what you want to buy is not only pure life, but also his family...

Jing Jieao smiled: "So I waited for a long time and endured it for a long time."

"I endured it. I leaned over and lay in the mud, shouting with straw, letting them look for it in my home and in the next field."

"They didn't dare to attack my family if they didn't see me."

"I was there, waiting for six hours. After it got dark, on their way back, I climbed up and on the way they left..."

The murderous aura is everywhere.

Everything that follows is the result of no mention.

There are so many things on the field of victory or defeat.

And Chen Ju, more than he saw!

"Qin Wangzheng said that I would be robbed and killed because I am too weak and I am too cheap." Jing was a little confused: "But I have killed them all!"

"I can kill them, I should be strong!"

"If you are really strong, why should you hide?" Chen Ju picked up a persimmon cake and asked calmly while chewing it seriously.

Jing shook his head: "There are too many of them. One person is strong. If he has the experience of fighting, he knows how to kill people. I can't kill them head-on."

"So you are still weak, aren't you?" Chen Ju's face was dull.

He looks like a person without expression.

Koike sat next to them, wanting to say something, but was afraid that it would mix up their topics and disrupt their interest, so he had to give up.

"But I'm already very strong!" Jinghen said.

He was sure he was strong enough.

He killed many people on the battlefield.

On the way home, he killed a noble man who was stronger than himself and not weaker than himself.

When I was in my hometown, I defeated them one by one and killed so many people.

He doesn't think he is a weak person.

The weak have no chance of survival!

"You are very weak." Chen Ju said instead of looking at Jing, "I have seen many weak people like you in Xianyang."

"Even I am a weak person like you." Chen Juping spoke quietly.

A stagnation of breathing: "How is this possible!"

This is impossible!

Chen Ju is the person with the strongest personal force he has ever seen!

Even among the elite soldiers of the peasant association, even compared with Wang Duwei, he even fought on the battlefield.

Jing still felt that Chen Ju was a warrior who no one could be.

"I'm very weak." Chen Ju was silent for a long time: "A man once told me that if I'm strong enough, then I can break all the enemies in front of me."

"But I can't do it." Chen Ju is so serious, so serious, so sad.

"Why are you..."

"I want to get married." Chen Ju looked at Jing, and his eyes were calm: "I want to get married to Xiaochi, and I have been thinking about it for a long time."

I want to, but can't.

Because Kochi's father asked him to have a certain amount of capital.

This capital can be land, finance, or title.

But Chen Ju… has nothing!

Under his name, there are 100 acres of private land.

There are one or two thousand coins in his hands.

His title is only Zhenniu.

This is much worse than Kochi's father's request.

So that father would not allow his baby daughter to marry such a guy who didn't even have any land.

Chen Ju knew very well that he was doing it for Xiaochi's good.

Chen Ju also wanted to arrange a better position for his younger brother Chen Heng.

But he couldn't do it either.

His mother remarried, and he hoped to add a first-class title to his mother's family.

He still can't do it.

He can't do anything!

He knew that he was a weak man.

Although he could carry an iron sword and wear iron armor on the battlefield, chasing five or six people and slashing.

He can be as fierce as a ghost.

But after leaving that environment, he really couldn't do anything!

He is a weak man!

Only when he is in the army, he is a strong man.

Only on the battlefield can he gain the possibility of becoming stronger.

Only by relying on a powerful... collective can he show his strength.

He needs that strength.

"Jing." Chen Ju looked at Jing: "You are very weak, and I am also weak. If you leave the army, you are so weak that you can't even protect 5,700 yuan!"

"I really want to live a peaceful life, you have to become stronger." Chen Ju said.

Jing was confused: "What does it mean?"

"If you are a pavilion chief, you should and can do it."

"Your strength is enough to protect you ten thousand yuan."

"If you were a county magistrate, if you had ten kilograms of gold in your hand, no one would have any snooping over the gold in your hand."

"Because you are strong, you are strong enough to protect your money!"

There was a hot flame in Chen Ju's eyes.

"If you really want a peaceful life, you should get enough strength to make you live a peaceful life."

"I want..." Jing's Adam's apple moved up and down: "Go and be an official..."

"I think we should not just be an official." Long heard it for a long time, and finally spoke: "But we should, we should be..."

He spoke in a silly manner and didn't know how to express it, so he said, "Even if my peasant association has no official position, he can still hold tens of thousands of dollars and walk slowly in the downtown area."

"You have to have a backer." Jing said: "You must rely on someone who is strong enough, or... power."

"Yes!" Long Yi slapped his thighs: "That's it!"

Jing nodded at this time: "So... I still want to rely on the Qin King's Command."

The King of Qin is the best candidate that Jing can see.

He will give everyone money.

He will also give everyone a meal.

In the past, I had to bring my own money to buy vegetables and food, but now I don’t need it anymore. I can use swords and weapons at will, and I can handle enough vegetables and meat.

The finances they earned from defeating the enemy would also gather, some were distributed to soldiers, some were used on soldiers, and some were confiscated to the treasury.

These are all things that King Zheng of Qin had never before he took office.

I know it clearly.
Chapter completed!