"The prince breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people. The Qin law..." Mi Xuan held the cup of hot water in his hand, and his whole body was warm. If it weren't for Chen Ao's incident, Xiong Jing might have been helping her check her health.

"Don't mention the laws of Qin to me!" Xiong Jing said disgusted. The central government of Chu could not control the local area. All he could manage was the military and county magistrate candidates. Others such as finance, justice, and even diplomacy were difficult to interfere with. The county was nominally a county, but in fact it was a country in the middle of the country. Because of this, he could not directly order the pardon of Chen Ao, nor could he interfere with local judicial trials.

"Oh..." Mi Xuan, who was originally warm in his heart, felt extremely aggrieved because of this sentence. "I've stepped down."

Xiong Jing saw the grievance on her face and had to say, "Don't leave."

"What do you mean by Brother Wang?" Mi Xuan's grievances on his face were no longer visible, and he was replaced by a noble politeness.

"I just want to say that Qin law is Qin law, which is completely different from Chu law, especially when the prince breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people." There is no chance to check the body, Xiong Jing can only defend Mi Xuan and eradicate the deep-rooted Qin people's thoughts in her mind.

"Mi Xuan is not able to resolve it." The king refused to let go, so Mi Xuan naturally could not leave. Seeing Xiong Jing's relatives helping him into the mat, the girl's heart began to warm up again. "There is no level of punishment. From ministers, generals, and even officials and common people, those who do not follow the king's orders, violate the national ban, and indiscriminate the rule of the emperor, will be punished and will not be forgiven for their crimes. Although Qin and Chu are different, those who have no fortune will be exempted from death."

"There is no level of punishment, but what about the King of Qin?" Xiong Jing asked back. "If this happened in Qin, can the King of Qin pardon Chen Ao's crime be forgiven?"

"What is the King of Qin?" Mi Xuan was stunned, and then understood what Xiong Jing pointed out: The Qin law has no level of punishment, which means that there is no level under the king, but the king is above the legal system and is not subject to the law.

"If this happened in Qin State, the King of Qin could pardon Chen Ao with just one word, but this happened in Chen County, and I, the King of Chu, have no right to interfere with the county court's punishment. There is a difference between Qin and Chu, and the difference is here." Xiong Jing's dissatisfaction comes from this: sometimes he is really fake.

"The murderer dies, and it is true in all countries. Why did Brother Wang not die? This person is a brave general in the army?" Mi Xuan was still confused about the difference between Qin and Chu, so she began to sympathize with Xiong Jing's situation.

"No. He is just an ordinary pawn, killing a few Qin people." Xiong Jing shook his head.

"Then is this nobleman, the royal family office?" Mi Xuan asked again.

"Not that." Xiong Jing shook his head again. "This person seems to be from Lu Zuo, and he killed people because he was ridiculed by the rich servants."

"Then brother Wang..." Mi Xuan was puzzled. She was just an ordinary pawn. She didn't understand why Brother Wang wanted to save him.

"He is a wise man. He died in an insult on the execution ground and should die on the battlefield." Xiong Jing sighed. After saying that, he laughed again: "As you read more and more history books, you will become more and more disgusted with the world in front of you. The wise man is a samurai. Warriors can only be killed and killed, and they must not be punished. But today the samurai has become a lamb, and has fallen to the point of surrendering and being killed! This..."

I was so angry! Xiong Jing took a few deep breaths to relieve the pain in his heart.

"Brother Wang means that warriors are warriors, and common people are common people?" Mi Xuan stepped forward and stroked his left chest. This was the position of his heart. Xiong Jing told her last time he took advantage of the situation and said that the whole heart of a person is on the left.

"Samurai are rulers, and common people are ruled. For example, if you have a group of slaves, will you be executed for killing a slave?" Xiong Jing asked. "Of course not. Slaves are slaves. The only purpose of their life is to serve their masters with all their might. How can they sue the county court because of the death of the slave and ask the warriors to pay their lives? Are they worthy?"

Mi Xuan had never heard of such an exaggerated paradox, but such paradox came from Xiong Jing's mouth. "Can... be so fair?"

"What's unfair?" Xiong Jing asked. "When the warrior was conquered, he naturally had the power to rule. Isn't this unfair? How can the difference between the ruler and the ruled be confused by the word fair? Where are the common people when the warrior bleeds?"

"Does the common people need to go out to war?" Mi Xuan asked weakly, the murderer was the monk. When the monk went out to war, the common people also had to go out to war.

"It's going to war. But where are they standing during the war? The front row of the military formation? They have the determination to die? They have the awareness of dying for honor?" Xiong Jing asked. "Even if Chen Ao killed another honorary soldier, he should not be executed. He should die on the battlefield, not the execution ground. I must interfere in this matter."

Thinking that Chen Ao would be executed tomorrow, Xiong Jing couldn't help but be excited. The answer with Mi Xuan made him feel that his logic was correct. The country in his mind had two levels: one was the soldiers, and the other was the common people. The death of a hundred and ten thousand people had no effect on the country. It was just that the tax revenue was less and the land was deserted; but the death of any soldier was a loss to the entire country because the army was missing one soldier.

People should indeed be fair, for example, warriors and soldiers must be equal, but they are definitely not equal between warriors and commoners. A republic is not a republic of commoners, but a republic of soldiers. Common people are afraid of death and war, but they are wise and wise, naturally, rich. They often confuse concepts, constantly fool them, and constantly advocate that they have equal status with warriors. A lie a thousand times becomes the truth. The result is that people and commoners are equal everywhere, and killing a commoner will actually cost someone a life.

"I would like to remind the king that our army has won, and the boat army has burned down the Wei people's warehouse, and fireworks are soaring to the sky north of Daliang." The next morning, a big-wing warship that rushed back overnight brought news of victory, and Xiang Yan happily reported the news.

"The Qin people are like local chickens and tiles, and our army will naturally win." Xiong Jing was looking forward to this news yesterday, but he didn't care today.

Xiong Jing's indifferent look surprised Xiang Yan. It was not until someone whispered the murder of Chen Ao. Xiang Yan understood it just now. He muttered: "Since it was a man-killing, why did he die?"

"The custom of Chen County, the murderer will die." The combat officer Li Qi explained, his tone of regret. "The war is about to start, but a military honorary soldier is going to be killed, which is extremely unfavorable to the morale of the army."

"What do you think Xiang Bo thinks?" Xiong Jing suddenly looked at Xiang Yan. He felt that this matter was just a touchstone, and anyone who thought Chen Ao was damned would be regarded as an alternative by him.

"I think Chen Ao is not supposed to die." Xiang Yan said, "I ask the king to allow him to redeem his death."

"Redate to death? The county court sentenced me. This case cannot be redeemed to death. What should I do?" Xiong Jing shook his head. He stopped talking about this matter, but said: "When will the Qin and Wei coalition forces attack me? Why are there still no news of entry?"

"I don't know either." Xiang Yan looked at the person who knew the enemy. He also felt a little strange. Could it be that the Qin army did not want to attack the Chu State when they entered Wei? "How about the Western Front? Is there any abnormal movement in the Qin army?"

Qi is the eastern front, Wei is the northern front, and Qin is the western front. This is Xiong Jing's name. Xiong Jing called Xiang Yan and others followed him. The foreign information of Chu has gradually concentrated in the hands of the Zhibian. Don't let me hear this and said, "The Qin army in Wanjun has not seen any abnormal movements, and Ma Gu and Xie Yi have not seen Qin people detect cavalry. I think the Qin people are waiting for the order of the King of Xianyang."

"Waiting for the order of King Xianyang?" Xiong Jing and Xiang Yan were both puzzled, but Xiong Jing thought that Queen Mother Zu Mi Ji could stop the King of Qin from attacking Chu. She was the only one who asked the King of Qin to stop moving?

"Is there any news in Xianyang?" Xiong Jing also asked.

"Report to the king: There is no news in Xianyang." Don't let me answer. "If the Qin army is like this, Xianyang must have changed. Unfortunately, Xianyang is thousands of miles away. Chu and Wei are in evil, Chu and Qi are in war, news..."

The Qin, Wei and Qi were connected together, which was equivalent to completely blocking the Chu State. News of the enemy's back could not be transported. Smart people like Bai Yi, Yizan and others stocked up a batch of Chu goods in Daliang last month, waiting for the price increase. Most of the Chu State can be self-sufficient, but only horses need to be purchased from Zhao State. Fortunately, Zhao State delivered 6,000 horses in the last few months, which was enough for Chu State to survive this war.

In the Battle of Lianheng, the Grand Sima Mansion believed that the Daliang Water War was about to begin, but unexpectedly, there was no movement in the Western and Northern Lines, and the only real battle was the Eastern Line. On the day when Chen Ying received the Zhoushi defeated the Qin Wei Zhoushi, the first battle under Ju County was officially begun.

"Chu Army—! It's the Chu Army!" Looking at the slowly approaching Chu army king soldiers, the sound of drums ringing quickly. Although the Qi soldiers were in chaos, they were not panic. The Qi country was rich and there were many martial artists. As long as the number of recruits was not large, they were all elite soldiers.

"Who beats the drum?" The guard general Tian Ying climbed the city tower, he still did not understand the enemy's situation.

"Report to the general, the Chu army is coming." A company commander reported that the Qi army was easy to be organized in the state of Chu, and the military system and political system were closely combined. Five families were the rails, so five people were the brigades, and the rails were the long ones; ten rails were the brigades, so fifty people were the small Rong, and the branch was led by the corps; four miles were the company, so two hundred people were the soldiers, and the company commander led by the company; ten miles were the village, so two thousand people were the brigades, and the village was led by the good men; five towns were the brigades, so ten thousand people were the one army, and the five towns were the commander led by the commander.

The company commander was equal to the commander of the Chu army. Tian Ying looked at the place he pointed at and saw the Chu army soldiers who were lined up on the banks of Mushui two miles away. These soldiers were wearing unknown armor, and emitted a sharp white light under the sunlight.

"How many Chu soldiers?" Tian Ying asked his left and right, his eyesight was out of reach.

"The Chu army is about 10,000." The Chu army lined up an array of about 400 steps wide, with 500 rows horizontally, and about 20 people vertically. There are also some riders guarding on both sides, but there are not many riders.

"Ten Thousand People?" Tian Ying couldn't help laughing, "The Chu people wanted to pull out Jucheng with ten thousand people? Isn't it a dream?"

"Please look, General..." Another adviser pointed to Mushui. Above Mushui, a line of Chu boats was moving against the water. Mushui was narrow, and in early summer, the river channel was only more than a hundred meters wide. At this time, two new large wings were surging up the water, followed by some small boats, and I couldn't understand it later: On the boat as wide as a tower boat, there was a tall triangular wooden frame, with large wheels on both sides of the wooden frame, and a long wooden pole on top.
Chapter completed!