The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 351 Disaster Heart

Chapter 351 Disaster Heart ([-])

Tang Sufan's words made the man who was questioned look bitter, and that complex look seemed to hide helplessness, resignation to fate.

"Lang Jun, it's not that we don't give it away, but that the workshop... doesn't accept it..."

After the man finished speaking, he immediately looked around and only lowered his head.

Tang Sufan raised his eyebrows, don't accept it?
I just didn't come after a day, how could I not accept it?

"No more?! Is that so?"

Tang Sufan turned his gaze to the steward next to him.

Although the manager didn't know where Tang Sufan had the confidence to ask this question, Tang Sufan's words made him feel a sense of conviction.

The steward also said with an attitude of not offending others.

"Lang Jun, it's not that I accepted it, it seems...it seems that in the workshop, I can't accept it..."

"It seems that just yesterday, there are thousands of sick and disabled old people and children admitted in the workshop, not to mention whether there is so much food, and there is not enough place to live now, so they came late, Can't make it."

Tang Sufan asked: "How many old and weak children like this are there outside the workshop?"

"Hey, I really can't count it in detail. This time is too much, and the workshop really can't take it..."

At this moment……

"Accept? I don't know what is the use of accepting a group of old and weak patients? Cough, cough, dead, hahaha, let's all die!! Cough~ die, hahaha!"

Before the steward's words fell to the ground, a weak voice came from the other side.

And this voice was the man who was squatting next to the side pillar of the shack just now.

But the words were still talking, and he was coughing continuously because of the choking of the cool wind and his chest twitched.

Like a tattered bellows, while trying to twitch, it screamed miserably under the cold wind...

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this man's vicious words, Tang Sufan couldn't help asking.

Sensing Tang Sufan's eyes, the man seemed to be a little scared and shrank back, but the despair and numbness towards the world remained in those eyes.

The eyes changed direction, the chapped lips twitched, and the mouth suddenly continued to murmur...

"What's the use? What's the use? Saving a bunch of useless people! Ahem, what's the use? Obviously we can work?! We're the only ones who can compete for a bite of food! Hehe, what's the use!"

"Don't you know that we are the only ones who can work?! Obviously we are worthy of this meal!!"

The murmuring in the mouth gradually turned into the madness in the eyes...

even……

In the end, he directly grabbed the snow next to him and stuffed it into his mouth...

But what followed was another burst of cold piercing into his throat, which forced him to cough and choke frantically one after another, and his voice became hoarse.

"Be quiet, Laozi!"

Seeing that this person was about to act like a monster again, the steward couldn't help but drink...

These days, this person would go crazy for a while from time to time, and sometimes, he would jump up and commit suicide.

Some were so hungry that they would even take the grass from which the shack was built and eat raw.

Things like this have become the norm...

"Who... who can give me a bite, cough cough cough..."

And over there, in the corner, another refugee with a full head of dry hair is using a hoarse voice, as if talking to himself, and as if speaking to God...

The words of these two people seemed to arouse other people's thoughts, just like the stones falling down in the lake, they soon set off ripples.

"Yeah, what's the use?"

"Hungry! Who... can... give me a bite!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After a while, the quiet shack seemed to resonate, the wailing, crying, complaining, and even crazy cursing resounded throughout!
It's just that under each of these voices, there is hidden the most primitive weakness and misery...

"Be quiet!"

"Quiet!!!!"

"Don't make trouble!"

At this time, the patrolling guards are also responsible for the task of shaking the victims.

At this time, some people even screamed so loudly that the murderer had to raise his stick and punch to be able to stop the shock.

Even if Tang Sufan wanted to refute, he could hear wailing sounds from all around him.

He knows that at this moment, their own lives have become the cheapest worthless waste, and all dignity, morality, propriety, righteousness and shame are bullshit.

The so-called respecting the old and loving the young in later generations can only be guaranteed on the premise of sufficient basic materials.

The weak and noisy voice that kept echoing in his ears made Tang Sufan really feel that life in this world is so fragile.

When human life is under the most direct pain and threat, the stronger the human desire for life, the exposed things that run counter to human nature are like sand and gravel slowly blown away by the wind in the desert, leaving only the most hurtful things. Human bone spurs...

Tang Sufan looked at the pale and weak faces of the countless people in front of him, and the desire for life of the countless people, finally...

There is only a helpless sigh...

Maybe those refugees who have parents or children can feel happy when their family members are sent in.

In the eyes of the refugees whose families died alone, the good they received was probably greater than the evil they suffered directly...

Moreover, the word Yi Zi Er Shi came from the years of disasters.

After all, that's human nature...

If this group of refugees does not gather and disperse in Gyeonggi-do, the court only needs the disaster relief in each county to be relatively effective, instead of spreading rumors and letting countless refugees gather.

More lives could be saved, instead of letting a group of refugees who were already affected by natural disasters die on the road one after another because of a rumor or that illusory hope.

But when they came here, they came here one after another, but they couldn't find the hope in their hearts.

At this time, let them gather together, neither the court nor Tang Sufan can do anything for a while.

Damn it, family!

Tang Sufan's furrowed brows showed a bit of hostility. Looking at the victims, his heart was already full of accusations against the aristocratic family.

suddenly……

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The scrawny homeless man who just made vicious remarks seemed to have swallowed a lot of snow, and sat directly at the corner of the shack.

The body fell down and curled up slowly, the madness in his eyes gradually eased, and the murmurs in his mouth continued, but... this time, the murmurs suddenly changed their words...

"Save... can be saved, okay? Can be saved, hehehehe..."

In the end, there was only a long-lasting smirk on the face of the fallen man.

"He is this?"

At this time, when he suddenly heard the man's change of subject, even Tang Sufan faintly felt that something was wrong.

The steward turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, this gentleman, this person is a lunatic, don't worry about it..."

Tang Sufan couldn't help frowning: "Crazy? Then he can speak so well?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know, this man...sometimes crazy, sometimes peaceful, these two days I heard...it seems...it seems that he came from Yangzhou, his parents were starved to death along the way, his wife and children didn't know where to go I was the only one left alive, and came to Chang'an along the way."

"That's why a pretty good guy was driven crazy. Sometimes all kinds of strange speeches and actions have long been normal... If he didn't see him pitifully, he would have been expelled long ago..."

"So that's the case……"

Tang Sufan cast another glance at the so-called 'lunatic'. From him, he could really see through the cruelty and helplessness of this era.

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