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Eighty-five, the king is not good for the people(1/2)

"No, absolutely not." Black Panther denies it. It's good if you really know it in your heart, why bother to say it out loud.

"Let you go this time." Zhu Qinghong retracted his feet, turned around and walked out of the hall, "Not to be the case."

The black panther breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, touching her head with her claws.

It was so dangerous that I almost got rid of my courage.

The city is developing steadily with the people's daily hard work. Zhu Qinghong checked and sorted out the newly obtained information and expected that the army would not move forward this year.

The plan is being formulated and planned to be implemented next year. During this period, the people have a good rest and their energy is getting stronger.

In one of the three cities in front of them.

The weather gradually became colder, and thin clothes felt a little cold when worn.

A man put his hands in his sleeves, his steps were rushing, knocking on a door. The door quickly opened a slit, and the woman let her body open and invited the man into the room.

When the door was closed, the woman asked hurriedly: "Have you found out the news clearly? When will the army that provides food arrive?"

The man walked to the table and sat down, trying to pour water but found that there was no water in the pot.

Seeing the woman's eager anticipation, the man frowned: "Looking at the beginning of winter, they will not come this year. If you find a way to spend the winter, they will definitely come next year."

"What?" the woman couldn't believe it, "I am a widow and I have three children. I have saved food and I can't survive the New Year. Now I buy cloth in the city very expensive, so where can I get money? Not to mention getting through the winter

, Before winter, our family was hungry and frozen."

"What can I do?" The man took out a purse from his sleeve and put a few copper plates, "Let me find a way to bear it."

The woman looked at the copper plate and then the man said: "Do you have a way? I really can't support three children."

"I told you that I had aborted, but you didn't listen." The man was furious, "Those dog men only knew how happy they were and didn't care about what happened next. What are you doing with the three bastards? Is it sent to their father? Can't I raise them?

Keep it, so you won’t be burdened.”

"Those soldiers who are tall and big, can I stop them if they come?" the woman sobbed, "I don't know their names and names, and I didn't see their appearance clearly in the dark night. Where can I find them? Do you think I don't want to kill them?"

Abortion hurts your body, but you don’t know my body.”

The man sighed heavily and took out a few more copper coins: "Please accept it. I have done my best to be kind and righteous. There is no way to do that."

"It's really nothing?" The woman bit her lip and held a last glimmer of hope.

There's really nothing to do?

Shaking his head, the man put away his purse and stood up and left. The woman covered her face and cried bitterly, not knowing how the family could live.

The man walked out of the door and walked on the street with his hands in his arms.

Life is sad, and they are not the only ones who worry about it. Many people in the city cannot survive in winter.

Another city.

When the old lady heard that her grandson was back, she happily greeted her: "I've lost weight. Hurry up, go into the house and warm up."

The man was tall and dressed in soldiers' clothes.

He followed the old lady into the house: "Grandma, I'll take a day or two before leaving."

"So quickly?" The old lady quickly asked someone to call out the whole family. She finally reunited and had a reunion dinner.

After meals.

The man was talking to the old lady, but his father was called to the study. The father was silent for a long time and frowned and asked, "Can you not be a soldier?"

The air is quiet and the atmosphere is depressing.

They all know that it is impossible.

There were rebels inside and enemies outside, and the emperor issued an order to recruit a large number of soldiers. Every household that reached age would go, and would not search the house and exterminate the clan.

The man lifted his robe and knelt down: "Dad, the child is unfilial."

My father's eyes were wet, so he didn't wipe it off at the beginning. He said helplessly: "It's not your fault. It's this world."

The emperor's imperial edict made the whole city miserable.

The man rested for two days and returned to the barracks. The army would set out soon.

Yes, yes, go on the battle.

In order to solve the dilemma of constant reduction in food, Fenghan decided to attack the neighboring countries. He wanted to eat and drink, and rob, and rob. Women, whoever grabs them is the one who gets them.

He vows to implement it to the end with war!

The weather became colder day by day. The army was dispatched to end the battle before it snowed. However, things went against their wishes, and the neighboring countries fought to the death and almost kept it.

There is no food and grass behind, so I can't capture it for a long time.

At this moment, the first snow fell and the troops had to retreat.

Feng Han pretended to retreat, but led a team of troops to lurk. He wanted to take a quick battle while the snow covered the earth, and he could grab as much as he could.

However, the generals of the neighboring country did not relax and guarded them all. His plan failed and he was forced to retreat to the capital.

The food I gave was getting less and less every day. On the way back, countless people froze to death to death. The army, which was full of confidence, came back in disgrace.

The wind and cold cannot support so many soldiers, so most of them will be home. Who knows that what awaits them will be Purgatory.

When the first snow fell, the extremely low temperature was unbearable. The first thing that could not stand was the children who froze to death one after another.

Then the elderly and women are strong and healthy, but those who are weak can't stand it.

When many soldiers return home, they face the fact that their families have frozen to death, whether they are children, wives or elders, and some have died of family members.

At that moment, a deep despair enveloped my heart.

They don’t know what they mean when they are alive, so they continue to fight? For whom they fight?

Without food, they can't win at all.

Even if I win, I will only be full for a while and continue to starve after eating.

The soldier fell to the ground in depressed state.

Where can I live, where can I live?

There is no way to live, no...

On the other side.

When the man went home, he saw the door open and felt confused. The cold wind was blowing outside, so why didn’t he close the door?

The moment he stepped into the door, his whole body stiffened.

Corptoes were lying everywhere in the yard, including maids and servants, and strangers. Those strangers were all skinny and ragged.

The snow was almost overwhelming their bodies, and it was obvious that they had been lying for a while.

"Dad, grandmother." The man hurried into the house, looking for each room at a time.

He saw the tragic death of his grandmother and his wife and children, and saw the blood stains of killing. The man walked in incredulously, hoping that it was a nightmare.

He just wanted to wake up soon.

"You... are back..." The angry voice sounded. The man immediately searched and saw his father in the corner.

He immediately hugged his father: "Stand up, I'll take you to find a doctor right away. You must hold on..."

The father grabbed the man's hand and shook his head gently: "It's too late. I can... see you come back, and I'll die... and rest in peace."

"Dad, what's going on?" The man's eyes turned red, anxious and panicked, "Have the robbers entered the city?"

"No, it's... the people." My father held out a breath and tried hard to tell the truth.

Heavy snow fell and the low temperature freezes to death.

People who are still alive are not easy to live, they are hungry and cold. They are extremely hungry and cold, and they can't take care of anything.

The people gathered together and broke into rich families. They snatched food and cloth. At first, my father asked me to move out the food and wanted to settle the situation.

Unexpectedly, after the first group of people left, the second group soon came. It seemed that everyone in the city knew that they had food and came to ask for it.

Give it, they go.

If you don't give it, they will grab it.

The fight, smash, and the quarrels became more and more fierce.

Until my father consumed all the food in Curry and told them to leave quickly and stop making trouble. Looking at the empty warehouse, many people were so angry that they were red.

Why do they have no food?

Cursing, pushing, and eventually turning into violence.

So many people beat the people in the mansion to death with one punch.

My father looked for an opportunity to hide under the table and left a few breaths. The breath that supported his body slowly dissipated when he saw the man.

He had severe pain all over his body and could not move. He could not remember how long he had been lying there.

It's enough to see my son before he dies.

My father closed his eyes, tilted his head to one side, and went.
To be continued...
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