"Hope!" Li Jinglong put his arms around Zhao Shi's shoulders and pointed at the victims below the city. "Are you watching? Is there an old man down there who is so panicked that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed when he saw me in a python robe?"

"Yeah!" Zhao Shi nodded.

"My clothes are their hope!" Li Jinglong said loudly, "For them, having someone wearing my clothes standing here means that the court values ​​them and will not deduct their rations or abandon them.

They don't care."

"The common people don't trust the officials, but they can't live without the officials. What the common people really don't trust are the petty officials. And wearing this outfit, I am as high as a high-ranking official, who is as good as the governor of the Eight Prefectures."

"They can disbelieve those little officials, but they can't disbelieve me! When I display my clothes, they don't panic because they know they have something to talk about!"

Zhao Shi didn't seem to understand, and thought silently.

"Let's put it this way, I wear the clothes of power! The more chaotic the time, the more the people need to see power! A kind of power that they can't come into contact with at ordinary times, but they can imagine the power that can control everything!"

At this time, Deng Zhen came over and whispered, "Xin Yushi is going to kill people again!"

"Why kill again?" Zhao Shi looked at the dried corpses and heads still hanging under the city, "How many people are there?"

"One hundred and ninety-two people!" Deng Zhen said expressionlessly.

"Are they rioters?" Zhao Shi asked.
Chapter completed!