Doctor Agent Spoils Dumb Wife

Outside the high red brick wall stood a group of well-dressed soldiers. The soldiers stationed at the city gate had been very deterred, but they didn't expect another group of officers and soldiers to come early in the morning. Now there are people three miles away from the city gate.

The people entering and leaving the city gate had to go through layers of questioning. Of course, there were also a group of haggard people dressed in rags, one by one.

For this group of refugees who didn't have long eyes and pushed hard inside, these officers and soldiers immediately took their spears and turned them against the refugees, "don't you see what it says on it? Those with untidy clothes are not allowed to enter!"

"What's wrong with your clothes? You obviously don't let us in. The inaction of Wen zhe officials has displaced us. Please, let us in. This is our petition. Please let us meet the crown prince."

"Yes. We've traveled all the way, and many people have fallen on the way. Wen Zhe's natural and man-made disasters make the people's name miserable. If the crown prince doesn't care about us, we have only a dead end."

The refugees were holding a piece of dirty white cloth with blood red handwriting on it, and a long string of names appeared on the white cloth, which was cold and piercing.

However, the officers and soldiers were not moved. They stared at the refugees one by one and said coldly, "we are also ordered to act. Those with untidy clothes are not allowed to enter!"

Those who are not well dressed, they don't even have enough to eat all the way. Where can they care about their clothes? Does it embarrass them?

The refugees were heartbroken. Looking at the indifferent people, they begged, "let's go in. We promise we won't do anything else. As long as we can see the prince, please."

The officers and soldiers glanced at them indifferently and didn't say anything superfluous, but the sharp spearheads pointed at each other, so that the refugees couldn't take another step forward at all.

The crowd surged, and many people thought that the officers and soldiers were inhumane. Who knows, the man was directly stopped by the crown prince's officers and soldiers, dragged out, and the leading soldier pointed at him and shouted, "you are not allowed to enter!"

"Why, I don't have any untidy clothes?" the little people looked at the officers and soldiers blankly and said, "I'm not a refugee. My family is in the city. I came out to do something two days ago."

"Oh, my uncle said you have, you have." the leading soldier sneered, looked at the soldiers on the side, and immediately led the God meeting. Without saying anything more, the leading soldier came forward and grabbed the man, pressed him on the ground and tore his clothes directly.

The people who passed by dared to be angry and speechless. One by one, they couldn't help holding their hands. However, they just looked at it, although they were unwilling.

But no one dared to come out now. The man who was pressed on the ground shouted, only to find another violent beating.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, these refugees deserve to die, these bitches deserve to die."

Hearing this sentence, the officers and soldiers stopped, looked at each other and laughed. The first soldier went to the man, sorted out his clothes and said with a smile, "what did you just say?"

"Yes, you see." the smart man quickly and quietly stuffed the money for the chief soldier. The chief soldier immediately showed a thoughtful smile.

"Sir, I'm really different from these Dalits. Look, can I go in now?"