Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

The civil official shivered and couldn't guess his mind: "Natural is prosperous and prosperous, thriving. My king is a generation of bright kings."

Chun Yuhan groaned and looked at the guards who followed him: "A few of you think so? You have to listen to the truth."

The guard said no, and nodded again and again.

Chun Yuhan suddenly felt very boring. He hoped that someone would refute his words, just as Lou Qingwu directly pointed out that he should not provoke this battle. A few children laughed suddenly in his ears. Chun Yuhan looked up. At a small alley, there were a few children playing, and beside them were several elderly people sitting and playing. When Chun Yuhan moved, he walked towards them. He now stood in front of the playing children, squatting down, and the civil servant immediately wanted to stop him, and Chun Yuhan waved back: "What are you playing?"

The children were asked by strangers, and they all stepped back, without a smile on their faces, and watched him with a little curiosity.

Chun Yuhan waved his hand, and the civil servant would pay attention, and bought a bunch of rock candy gourds and handed each one separately. Then the children rejoiced, and their courage became bold: "We are playing officer and soldier to catch the robber. I am an officer He, that big man, is a robber. "

Chun Yuhan looked past his hand, a child one or two years older than them, and looked back at him again: "So, what do you think of fighting?"

The child bit a cantaloupe and said inexplicably, "Not good!"

Chun Yuhan's heart shook: "How do you know that fighting is not good?"

The child glanced at him more: "Of course it's not good. Every time I have to fight, the wife of Wang Xiaoer next door will cry. His father seems to be fighting, and then he doesn't return ..." Before she finished speaking, she was called out by the woman who came over suddenly, and the other children were also scattered. Chun Yuhan stood up straight, his expression on his face was unclear, and what the children said was actually dazzled by the talents, so did their words actually represent the opinions of the people? He was at a loss for a while.

Several elderly people who played against each other in the distance came to see this time. One of them had a gray beard and stroked his long beard. "Young man, what do you ask these?"

Chun Yuhan looked at it, and saw a ray of light from the old man's eyes. He walked over, and his manners were just right: "Just someone told ... I said, war is not good. So I want to ask if everyone All agree with me. "

The old man heard this, looked at Chun Yuhan a few more times, and smiled: "Why would anyone like to fight? Young man, what you said is really strange."

Chun Yuhan was puzzled: "Why isn't it good? For example, now that the battle between Xiliang and the barbarians, once the victory, the barbarians can get rid of their affiliated status, isn't it bad?"

The profound meaning of the old man's eyes became stronger: "Can you get rid of the subsidiary status, then?"

Chun Yuhan said, "Natural barbarians will become stronger and stronger so that the barbarians can lead a better life."

The old man touched his beard: "Why, then, why does this boy think that we are not living well now? Life is alive, but to live and work in peace and prosperity, the barbarians in the past were indeed poorer, but I have fought for many years, at least I feel at ease, once the war is fought, it does not mean that I can stop and stop. However, if the battle between the Xiliang Kingdom and the Barbarians wins, the Barbarians will change from now on. Become a piece of meat, whether it is the Eastern Yu Kingdom, the Northern Qin Kingdom, or the Western Liang Dynasty, will this piece of meat be left unmoved? It is easy to get rid of the subsidiary, but it is extremely difficult to ensure that it will not be annexed by another country. .At least, the barbarians are still a whole now. If we really can't say it later. And we are now living a stable life, why should we live a life of frightened displacement? "

The words of the old man made Chun Yuhan's complexion inexplicable. He didn't respond for a long time, and he glanced across his face: "Can you surrender to Xiliang, are you really willing?"

The old man shook his head: "We are only paying taxes, but whether we surrender to Xiliang or belong to the barbarians, we only have one peace of mind, and there is no difference. If you are not willing, I am afraid that only that person ..." The old man sighed and stood up : "Young people still don't think about it, no matter what you think, this battle has already begun, I am afraid that it will not stop in the future."

Chun Yuhan's face became more and more bleak, he looked at the figure of the old man for a long time without looking back, until his face darkened.

The civil servant watched him restless: "King?"

Chun Yuhan clenched his fists: "Do you also feel that you are doing something wrong?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the foreman ’s forehead, and half a while, he knelt on the ground: "Shang, Chen ... is the Lord's. Once this battle is fought, it really can't stop anymore. Although the North Qin Kingdom is now willing to help For us, it is difficult to guarantee that Bei Qin did not treat us as a piece of meat in his mouth. Once Xiliang spit it out, it might be annexed by Bei Qin again. "At that time, the result would not change, and it would only be the people who would suffer.

Chun Yuhan's face changed a little, and finally he stubbornly raised his hand and supported it on his forehead. There was a street not far from him. Pedestrians came and went in a hurry or leisurely, and Chun Yuhan fell into contemplation.

It wasn't until Ling Ye's cold wind blew his face that it was cold at night, and Chun Yuhan put down his hand, no emotion on his face: "Go back to the palace."

In the palace hall of the palace, Yilan was called again by Lou Qingwu to bring tea, and the Fengye singer held the medicine she wanted to drink, took a spoonful and passed it. Lou Qingwu leaned over and sniffed, shaking his head: "It's bitter."

Feng Yege wore a human skin mask and could not see the expression. Only a smile overflowed in those eyes: "Good medicine is bitter."

Lou Qingwu touched his forehead: "It's gone, you can see a lot of red spots on your face."

Feng Yege reluctantly said, "You said it, but it disappeared a lot, and it didn't fade away completely. I drank the medicine and prepared the candied fruit. I can eat one after drinking it, which is very sweet."

Lou Qingwu still feels bitter. I really don't know how I drank the last two times. I slowly slipped down, pulled the quilt high, and shook my head silently: "No, I think I'm in good spirit now, don't drink."

Feng Yege raised an eyebrow: "Don't really drink?"

At the same time, the bottom of his eyes was talking, and a touch of streamer made Lou Qingwu startled. In this streamer, Lou Qingwu swallowed the mouthful and nodded her head. At the same time, when she saw Feng Yege's mouth hooked up, she lifted her wrist and filled the soup in the medicine bowl. In the entrance.